When wisdom not often the same thing,
the first letter may not be capitalized.
Endless *****homini lupus,
more than human and dragon clash.
Smelling overlord blood feud,
taxation penalty redeployed.
Create more misery,
giant trading subjugating.
Free market eliminated,
minimal state dead.
Ever enjoy a Calzone from Pizza Pizza
Holy crapola, the yummiest surprise, senoritas
A heated-up bundle of joy
A slice of pizza redeployed
Calzone is stuffed with pepperoni and cheese, eureka!
Detour to heaven,
back road to joy
Change of direction
—hope redeployed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)
Redeployed in an ugly skin
Pleated and spotted and grumpy within
What I call walking ,they call shuffling
I'm bending down to tie my shoe
While Im down here what else can I do?
When driving down my lip protrudes
Only for the dentist will I open mouth
Okay , Ill wave at you but I wont smile
The dog and the toilet are my only true friends
You get up to go and then you go again
Memories are yesterday
Forgetfulness is all over today
Ill tell you what it is
But forgot what I was going to say
Got to buy dogfood
Where are my glasses?
Who am I talking to?
They've all gone away
Energy is never
Created nor destroyed
Hence sweet souls must ever
Be sweetly redeployed
WORD FOR TODAY: POOL
Some firms have a policy that ‘donates’ laggards to the POOL
Affected staffers are given the chance to thrive or be a FOOL
Some redeployed staff went to a new unit; became the TOOL
Others cried witch-hunting; lacked strength; soft like WOOL
Workplace rewards performers; no mercy even if you DROOL
To thrive amidst sharks; under pressure, just keep your COOL
© Wole Popoola 2016
No more this verdant sight no more the sound
No more the heart of mist at nature’s dawn
No more victims of constant pressure found
No more the fool of man’s enactment borne.
To worship a foundation so ancient
The last bastion of one’s ancestor
Then one bears scars of prudence so poignant
When complied to appease the molester.
Our Fathers who wove within nature’s loom
So soon eras of memories destroyed
When at the mercy of Europe’s new broom
Leaving many dreams retrenched redeployed.
Hearts and minds linger still at Purple Haze
Ghostly cascades of falling tears amaze!
For all the farmers systematically force from their lands
in a orchestrated albeit subtle way
after the UK joined the European common market 1970's
A Poem about of one of those farms "Purple Haze"
© Harry J Horsman 2011
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