Short Followers Poems
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Bells
Ringing
Come to me
Soul solace sound
Followers Faithful
Hearts pray for Peace
Salvation
Jesus
Love
mocking bird singing
imitating other birds
no song of it’s own
like those who repeat the lies
their leader told them
I am not a PROPHET
I don't FOLLOW anyone
Just Can't
Neither do I need FOLLOWERS
I Just Don't
I just don't want to be in HELL!
Form:
Trump's followers act like androids
Hate fills them with his opioids
This does us chagrin
We must quickly bring in
A flotilla of Sigmund Freuds
No leader without a follower to be a follower there to be a leader at an image of oneself he himself is the leader there is no rooms to form followers
Trump is the devil in disguise
His followers believe his lies
I beg every woman and man
Keep us out of the frying pan
Before we become sizzling fries
Rasputin had to order a new robe,
To increase his depleted wardrobe,
He thought pink would look nice
But he should've thought twice,
His followers left in a drove.
Government leaders
fear their former followers
Toward paranoia the leaders are trending
The Lord’s flock is faithful ~ sequoias unbending
As Followers they move
too nervous, too calm
As Loudmouths they rule
too angry, too calm
As Tricksters they fool
too awkward, too calm
As Imposters they countermove
too erratic, too calm
Form:
Saw Trump In A Cemetary
We just saw Trump in a cemetary
Looking at grave of his cute canary;
With all his followers;
Blooming idiot flowers;
Moved to city declared a sanctuary.
Jim Horn
Formidable floundering frisky fish followed furiously,
Flogging fourteen flustered freshman froggies
Furious followers filed fine-tuning finesse
Frostily furthering fruitless froggy fortitude.
How popular is the big attraction today
By all accounts, it's “The Trumpeters Ballet”
It's classified first-rate
Though a bit overweight
His followers too, southern cooking on a plate
Harp strings
strangling hope
Promises
swept by disease
Followers
who pile lies upon pies
Day and night
a blur
Deceptions
inside lyrics obscured
Sheep's slaughtered
haven't you heard?
The feeling followers to feeling;
F ines flourishly fabulously fortnightly funulously,
finally flies timber;
Failing feels like trees they fall;
10/9/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Dork Did Uncork the Pork
We just did dicover Trump is a dumb dork;
Who always likes playing around with pork;
Us over barrel,
And part feral;
More loser followers, he seemed to uncork.
Jim Horn
It’s true some people follow Judaism
and some are followers of Buddhism.
Well I’m no Buddhist
but a devout Dudeist
which makes me a dude of Dudeism!
Written: January 2005
They guarded the tomb with their swords and lances so trim;
no intruders or followers would be allowed nearby
they excuted Pilate's order to have a vigilant eye;
they had seen miracles being performed and feared Him.
Neither a follower or leader be,
middle of the flock looks alright to me.
Leaders draw noses in ass,
followers spread bull and gas.
Both make money on their endorsed crime sprees!
*For the follower or leader contest.
I sit still, blankly looking into the screen
Forever crippled by the TV
Imagination, killed by people
the lovers, the followers, the religion
Suicide is a game
and its hunting season
So, I say "**** it"
Why not?
Million dollar fireworks light up
the eastern sky
leaving red tracers between broken homes
and marking the rank of ordered followers
blackened by the smoke of oil money
smoldering
and a dream deferred
in the cradle of life
Where are all those followers now~
Deep inside those freedom walls
And how those in war so falls~
Dabbing the foreheads, off sweats so ahh!!
Soldiers
Call...
3/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©
My muse is stuck on a rhyme
Not a lyric or stanza around
I need a tone and a pitch to be found
Harmony went out of town
Who is online doesn’t know
Someone took free verse
My followers have all left
My spell check doesn't work
My Muse is Cooked
Their once was a bastard born in a manger;
Hundreds of years later all of Europe would
Believe him a savior.
Even though his words were loving and sweet,
His followers trampled, and killed non-believers
At their feet.
Oh, what a silly world we live in.
Form:
We've had fun in areas being out of our league.
As you rise to scale, you will get an intrigue.
And discover if we're the epitome of flounders.
We've learned that deride is akin to followers.
written: November 09, 2021
When God passed out brains he must have missed them,
These followers in two party system.
If they vote a nay or aye
It's just to block the other guy.
As candidates we should black list them.
For Caroline's Follower or Leader contest 2nd place