Reformulation of sin
Homeocentrism combatant
Sociopathy redefinition
Is for Intellect palatable
Apparently imposure of sin
Kills source collective the bias
Care you don't have to bear
Of neither the sides of compliance
Rules parts of humans invent
May not valid be for evaluation
Mortal the thus very sin
Is imposing your limitation
No one you are to demand
Sets of your wrongly conditions
Thus no naive stupid banned
Reason for real renditions
No rule exist to demand
Account for their opinion
Unless lethal targeter this
Compares the vote via dominion
The price of equality mass
Is mentally full degradation
That's why we those deny
We up for the double negation
Irrational mess we clean up
We strive for the logic brilliance
The sense Constitution conveys
We guard judging words, Philly, Ness
This Lochness is fine the Ness
She is not some kind of mess
She is crispy like the chip
She lives very very deep
Iguana Orangutan
NATO backwards is OTAN
And the bat does guano
Kate does says all that NO NO
// Inspired y my favorite poem
A Tale of the Thirteenth floor by Ogden Nash
Culture Redefined
An immensehood of desire
A cold fire burning within
Let the eye to learn burn within
Where failure is seen as another chance to try again
Give yourself a culture where redefinition is bound to revisit
And inspiration a fuel to set you right
A culture redefined where goodness is a number one choice
For redemption.
Dying is not!
leaving...
But staying!
Standing still
watching life parading
without being able
to follow the procession
Dedicated to Eileen who has expressed her love for this beautiful isle.....
Roman mosaics and Phoenician tombs
Byzantine castles and Venetian walls
Pine clad mountains and valleys full of blooms
Windswept wild beaches raked by sudden squalls
Vineyards lay across the land like green shawls
An island of custom and tradition
Yet this stunning land lies in partition
Churches to the south and northward mosques lay
A land in need of redefinition
For reconciliation people pray
It has never been my intension
nor was it ever a bone of contention
to alter or disrupt the social convention
but now is the time to pay close attention
to the decline of the human condition
Responsibility rescinded creating moral decomposition
accountability abandoned causing legal repercussion
right and wrong are muddled in a malicious juxtaposition
public opposition has festered into social imperfection
the omission of tradition by politician’s redefinition
HEED THIS ADMONITION OR ARDENT APPREHENSION
SAGACIOUS SUSPICION AND PERSISTANT PREVENTION
Of the decommission of the Physician, Pediatrician
the Technician, and the Mathematician
and give this acquisition to those with no ambition
even those under suspicion of sedition
or held in detention without fear of restitution
This is the deception of the devolution
of the middle classification
and the total destruction
of American personification
praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
contest entry date - 7-24-15
written / post date - 3-20-15
Hate me now when you can still find your way back home
Hate me now to see what is good for you
Hate me now when your view of me is not what you see
Hate me now in the morning for your meaningful afternoon
Hate me now in this sunny noon so I can melt with the sun set
Hate me now before the crack of dawn for your redefinition
Hate me now for what I didn’t do for you
Hate you now for all the things u didn’t do for me
Hate you now when I can also find myself another home
Hate you now for all the promises you never live up to
Hate you now for I see the sun shines again for me
Hate us together for all the thing we didn’t achieved
The love of modern necks
Give me the thermal gladiator
The right translation
Give me a reason for words
Give me a redefinition of love
It won’t happen
Years upon years from now,
We will love where our gut leads us
And when we think of “gut”
We think of “Rambo”
And when we think of war we get distracted
And distraction is the separation of love
Love is the selfless conqueror
Love is grabbing her hair for a reason.
Nothing is tied together here,
Senseless eyes are squeezed together
The means to there own end:
This is love.
how dare they try to medicate our thoughts
in order for us to become more like
the exoskeleton shell
of what they think
we should be?
we are asked to
cling with dead claws
to dried out branches
of what society deems
respectable institutions,
but how could that possibly eradicate
the subversive unseemliness
and the discomfort in which
they find themselves
when we are deeply
involved in our own
conversations?
however puzzling and tiresome
the rhetoric can be,
i will never apologize
yet constantly recognize
the power of our ability to rise above
and sink to depths which
until now
were unexpected of
humans.