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Whacky in a Whacked Outland

Flim flam artists con like hackers 
From the digital underworld 
Scammers. Modern Thieves  
Taking advantage of not just 
Little ol’ ladies, but Me!
And the vulnerable gullible glue 
That holds our species together 
Shame on you! I cast you, you know who you are 
who entertain time with waste 
With the spoils of others 
Internet Idiocracy is not a democracy 
You, gangsters of greed 
With the shameless need 
To make others bleed 
For your sins
I'm a $1,000 in the hole, you poor soul 
I cast you 
Into a special spot, the Deepest Hole
In Hell 
That only one spell can break 
You free 
Give up your riches 
Give up your chaotic chores 
Give in to Jesus 
He is the only Door 
For any redemption 
You fools! 

Not tHe ENd 

Am I whacked out, or what? 
To actually believe 
And actually, have high hopes 
That someday human beings 
Will just FOCUS their attention 
And unite under one Earth flag 
To hold up high with human half-baked intentions 
Even with a modicum of enlightenment 
Accomplish the Unimaginable end 
Peace it all together and 
Free the human spirit not by the Bomb
But by giving, each person their voice 
Acknowledge the uniqueness that spawns genius 
Education is everything. Never stop learning ... 
Be allowed to express, even darklike King’s 
Freed to believe, to hope, even grope or cling 
For a better future for our grandchildren 
Will it be a legacy of Liberty, or loss? 

Am I a whacked out global goliath? 
Or what!? 
Child of God 
Damn right I stand up 
With my brothers and sisters 
Against oppression, tyranny 
And fatalistic foes 
Hand in hand, with the sWORD of Christ 
His piece ploys me to reveal 

Something whacky 

So, come join me at the outer edges of the Greens 
Where dandelions and roses grow
Side by side, row by row
Stitching the seams of the Universe together
Come gets some whacky Taffy while it lasts 
Off to the whacked-out Lands for Peace 
Keep on sippin’ some poetrysoup 
Where my whacky wisdom 
Is the latest scoop
If not mine, then yours, you nincompoop 

Let's get whacky in a Whackyland! 
Let’s gets soupy in a poetrysoup land! 
Let’s be friendly in a Friendland! 

So, Keep on Sharing! 
                                even if it’s a little whacky ...

Copyright © Benjamin Bartley

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