Melanin lamentation
It appears to be the color of dread
Locked in
is a private penal profiteering feeling
Black site
has a plantation clandestine skin
Making abolition voices
invisible again
Usury jaws open like an abyss trapdoor,
predatory lending
got a bulging debtor belly once more
As the black robes
rattle strike
a corporate cobra plea deal —
Let the food chain shakedown siren lure
Leopard spot plastic bags
over the head
Casting poverty pawns
into the a domino pit repo hole
Obsidian wiles got a blue steal bracelet price tag;
dark bags under the eyes, dreams dead
Pale thoughts ... Pliny sleepless nights, no dawn:
Implantation device now in control
Overseer bound destination,
underneath the roulette task terrible Gulag will
Siberian tigers have a paper appetite,
turning into eclipse panthers when Dear occupant can’t pay the bill
01-14-22
teeth are chattering
mental shakedown in the works
forward march body
Socialism
My Opinion
Tom
8-1-2019
Politicians promise anything to get, or stay, elected,
Socialism won’t save the world and should be rejected.
They endeavor to convince others that their role is in sync,
Armed with opinions, and like armpits, most stink.
I wonder how many promises we might see fulfilled,
By those pushing socialism, some quite skilled.
We elect foul mouthed people who should be curbside,
As our country continues on its downhill slide.
The things socialist’s espouse appear downright crazy,
Intended to capture the vote, of the free seeking lazy.
There are no free lunches, affixed to everything is a price,
While the free loaders pay nothing, others will sacrifice.
You can’t eradicate poverty by bringing the rich down,
This kind of socialist thinking is just a legal shakedown.
Just take from the haves because a have not feels slighted,
Give them a seat at the table so they won’t feel uninvited.
shake
shuffle
shamefully
shifty shakedown
sham
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
What a cruel let down
A heartbreaking shakedown
When summer bliss
Exits with a sunny kiss
How short-lived the days
That conjure our praise
October gales abruptly call
Announcing the arrival of Fall
Bundling for chilly nights
We set our sights on new heights
It’s the price we have to pay
For admission to the colorful display
Across the land the winds blow
A sullen goodbye swaying in afterglow
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 3, 2019 for contest WEEK 1 MARCH 2019 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
third party shakedown
blow by blow
right mind's got front row
MagiCicada 13
The volcano Kilauea
Was bursting its seams to Waimea
Donald Trump came across
Shouting, "I am da boss!
Drop yer drawers and my lawyers will pay yuh!"
More Les C. Moore musing ...
Les C. Moore is back people,
and he’s mad as can be
A shakedown is going on,
and he don’t like what he see
Somewhere in a dark place,
dirty deals are being conceived and hatched
Like an army of cockroaches crawling,
heading for your life savings cookie jar,
they’ve been evilly dispatched
And as a result of this dastardliness,
a whole lot of people
are gonna be seeing less and less
When they need to be seeing more
compassion than ever before
What’s going on in that dark room you ask:
a crafty shifting of the common wealth
That’s gonna leave a lot of people
without any insurance for their health
Looks like there’s a vote on the Hill coming in ...
sorry y’all,
ain’t no more guaranteed medical help —
so don’t get sick again
It’s all getting less and less,
and Les C. Moore done seen enough
He reckon there’ll be more cutting away,
things getting less and less and less
Soon that less is gonna go to nothing
Les C. says that’s his educated guess
blackmailing of the heart
shakedown of the soul
regression threatened
reversion tactics used
estrangement loomed
extraction of emotional attachment
gone from the world of connection
left with nothing but memories
Stars falling from the sky like diamonds from a crown.
Jewels fell through time, to fall all around.
A woman cracks a smile, you pass and they frown.
Greased lighting passing between the posts touchdown.
She's the star of the show by far, as the moon came down.
The chitter chatter starts, you're the talk of the town.
Free of charge, or sale of the century or was it a shakedown.
I'mfalling just falling, if I screamed, no one would hear me.
A man walks through an enchanted wood but nobody see's.
An evil spirit stares between the cracks of the tree's.
Like greased lighting he is onto you, giving you the third degree.
Save me, by all that is good in this world, a plea.
A fantasy world that's hidden between the lines, for thee.
Hidden in a sale book on a dusty shelf, so full of mystery and glee.
comp entry 16/12
You will find one word of the title in each line both stanza
Someday you will be amazed in how
much you had grown
Life has sculpted you in the person
you are now
Viewing actual circumstances as
lessons for shakedown
To become the excellent version you
endow
Nayda Ivette
11-15-2015
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