The sun roused me from my bed
when his warm rays reached my head.
I missed the fog that flowed in the dark,
but I made a fire burn with just a spark
to warm cow's milk for my child
on this mild March morn in the wild.
There's a dead elm to chop for wood.
My axe is sharp and will cut real good.
I have to stack all the logs near the door
cuz I know in the night I will need more.
The chill in my home gets much too cold.
Cracks need to be fixed, so I've been told,
but that's not a job that I can do
for I don't have the skills. Not a clue.
I will hire a hand who will get the chore done
and then on he will go to the next one.
He can do all the work while I sit for a spell
and say at last, "I think it's time to sell!"
Want someone who’s good?
Can help your company make sale?
I could sell milk to a cow,
and for free I’d chuck in the pail.
I can make a pigeon buy scraps,
a snake part money for venom;
I am the silver-tongued cheque with a grin
who persuaded jeans to shop for denim.
So, you need some success?
Change that red line to black?
A leopard would order spots from me,
I’m not a run of the mill old hack.
Don’t buy this car for shine or speed,
this one is special, just what you need.
The kind of peace a road alone can't hold,
the warmth of this metal feels illegal to be sold.
Its seats have softened storms and fears,
they’ve carried every feeling through the years;
and when your own days twist or break,
this car will steady what you take.
Its windows frame the world with grace,
its miles will meet you face to face;
it will teach your heart to breathe again,
to trust the road, to trust the wind.
So take the keys to this unreal steel.
It’s where your future learns to finally feel.
The world is full to overflowing
With those who only care
To sell themselves.
Everywhere you look
Everywhere you turn
The tired old wares
Of ego hang
For all to see.
They think they are flowers
But they’re attracting no bees.
(5/17/26)
I would think? Its the stronger way to go..Buyers will always chase a good
Deal, and it negates more war damage
Just ' my feel ' thats what I would do, were
I Iran? $75 bucks a barrel, would be my plan ' Let market forces lead the way, a
Whole worlds economy.' Is whats at stake
I hear many pundits say.' Well let them
beat a path to Tehrans door' even if its overland as
Far as i last heard.? Basic sanity and maths ( have yet to be banned! )
There was writing in the tiny town, where two legged rats I'd reckon were going round..Selling out a true blue man, alone
And outnumbered, same..Same old plan.'
Maybe an ex-copper lived nearby.' Anyways
A rat , As known to you and I.' Or maybe a
Few.? Quite sad stuff.' Yet now the hue and cry.' And all because he wanted his rights? he had, confronted with reason, and the judge, well he was in a plight ' judge peter
dunn, a real strange one.' And his awfully
Un-lawful actions, and his courthouse based henchmen.' Dezie claimed arrest of the 'judge?' And his crew, who were breaking many laws, must be what they often do.? Officials anger and axiety now
Knew no bounds, before Dezi got his court
Date, to Porepunkah the henchmen, chased him down, ten armed coppers, he
Took out three..One just wounded
Yet Dezi killed the other two..So what with
The rats, and dummys of the people.' Cov-idiots, thats keeping it simple ' I ask for peace, i hear a trickle.? And the killing of Dezi.' No wonder i'm busy.' Searching and
Finding, and making aware.' True
people we need you, come step up
And out of despair.!
Eddie says,
In Deutschland, school is free, a total score!
In Italy, the table is mighty light!
But here, the debt reaches astounding heights
And leaves us face-down on the floor!
This student debt is such a massive chore.
Online certificates? Yeah, they're alright.
College, for most learners is overpriced.
Because the Ivy League's a big debt score.
We need some healthcare for every old soul,
Not med bills that're totally out of whack!
It's bogus how they strip us of control.
The student debt system is busted crap.
Let's strive to use reason to reach our goal,
With education and health on fast track!
You are not a genie, and you have no magic
But maybe you can sell me just a single wish
You can help me find the nerve
Help me tell that woman that I love her
It may not make a difference
She may not see me standing before her
But then again, she may
And that single wish you sold me
Well, it would make my life so much better
© Poem XXII/X/MMXXV
LRET
A language loss from inexperience
Reality
Foot immersion and crimes of indifference
These are crimes of a financial nature
The poor are a protected minority
Protected by poverty laws
These laws enlighten people
In the articles of hate crimes
Please challenge your mind to read
And thus acclimate to a discussion you
Are skewing
Remember the government is not a business
And is not capable of turning a profit
In phrase
Unjusting a penny?
Also I found that writing a law into the books
Requires blind Jewish criminals to worship
Their religion again
i would sell my soul to be good so many thoughts arise when the sun sets it's just me and my reflection i tell her „it's not your fault you are just a child" and she stares back empty gaze and foreign face
Isn't it funny how people see money
pieces of metal so very small
there's not a lot you can do
with a penny or two
money itself has really no uses at all
it used to be beads and once it was shells
at least you could wear them and buy or sell
how many have a dim view of money
pieces of paper so wafer-thin
there's not much you can fill with a note or a bill
money itself has very few ways it can thrill
its value is based on the bars of gold
buried in the basement of a bank
and whomever says whatever they're worth
is who we have thank
the root of all evil isn't money it's man
he'll wheel deal and steal to grab all he can
the more money he has the more money he needs
the root of all evil is mankind and his greed
the garage sale sellers could not get rid of the bike
It takes a certain person, two actually, said Mike
It was a tandem bike, they could not sell that day
Until a giraffe family came by and happily rode it away.
Come on
Come on
At my newly opened store
Om shanti om .
Where I want to sell
Hill of nothings
That occupied almost all
Space of my beautiful mind.
Om shanti om
Tensions and anxieties
Hatred and partialities
All useless thoughts
That disturbs
My peace of mind
I just want to sell.
Om Shanti Om
Haunted sweet memories
With some quality times
Loyalties and honesties
That have no buyers
Some jealous and careless friends
At low cost and heavy discounts
are available at my store
Which I want to sell.
Om Shanti Om
Come on
Come on
My dear ladies and gentleman
At my store
Om Shanti Om .(God bless peace and love to whole world).
Day after day
And year after year,
As our life's stroll
Is being unfolded,
And our story is being told,
May we continue to be bold.
If we have to stand alone,
By God's unfailing grace,
May we bow to Him alone.
May we not allow our hearts
to grow bitter and cold. And may
we neither sell our souls to the Devil
nor to the highest bidder.
090924PS
This girl treats me like a toy to a child
Worshipped like gold then I'm just ignored for a while
Most guys create trust issues like crushed tissues
Got these girls bawling all the time so scared of being used
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