Short Highest Bidder Poems
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Tanka
Our democracy,
Bought by the highest bidder,
Is an empty word
We do not need elected crooks
We need a new Mandela
Tom’s Thoughts On Earthly Justice
Earthly Justice,
is sometimes money with a mask on.
While Lady Justice may be blind,
She is often a prostitute,
selling herself to the highest bidder.
Tom Wright
Today,
7-5-2016
Lady Justice removed her mask,
And with her finger, the scales were tipped.
She no longer remains apolitical,
But has become a harlot,
Willing to pitch herself to the highest bidder;
Tom
Feeling the sting of his acidic lips
Judas sold his story to the highest bidder
To save himself
One more time
Crushing the wings of the angel
He professed to love
For one more day in the land of Oz
Eternally searching for his soul
I want to gamble,
So let the highest bidder take my heart,
I won’t grumble,
As long as you treat me with a heart,
We might as well get ready to rumble,
If you take my recommendations to heart,
I’m sure we won’t tumble,
If that’s not the case we won’t hurt,
I really then want to gamble
Can’t resist the love I have
That comes from loving you
Promise me that - you’re true
Never to sell
To the highest bidder
Beautiful
Pointless
Painful
It’s so nerve racking
Promise me
Comfort me
Soothe me
Come and
Rape my
heart
Come and
Rape my
heart again
It’s the only way!!
searching for scraps of hope with upside down sight
truth pleasures the highest bidder
silent wolf, turn on that red light
they came for them and no one spoke
short lived realities swarming individually
collapsing into one; the one that broke
what pretty eyes you have, it is too late to go back
they all suffer, they burn
enslaved until silent black
Lost in the forever of magic
but
whenever you call them
they will be there.
Oberon sold us on
to the highest bidder
from the lowest realm,
I
suppose on celluloid
that's allowed
but no deal when
it's real
life.
Like the lamp I've been rubbed
snubbed
bought and abused
used
discarded
and magically
I'm still here
tarnished
but
still me.
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.
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She walks swaying hers hips
Propelled by the heeled shoes
Sound from the walk likened to a cat
Causing a stare, all eyes on her
Sisi Eko!! on the stage
Lipstick sticking like smudge
Eyelashes and makeup, rainbow
colours running riot.
Seduction art form, appearances
For the highest bidder.
Sisi Eko on the stage where she
Exhales the most.
Sisi Eko on the rampage holding
Sway.
(Written on the 9th of June, 2015)
Let’s be self-reliant much
So none can con one such
Let’s keep sharpening saw
Never mind if it’s an extra
Let’s sell brain and brawn bro
Only to the highest bidder lo..!
Dependence makes one low
Much loss never before so
Folks take one for granted
As if one is never wanted
The life becomes aimless
Slavery thus overwhelms
Harassment and humiliation
Embarrassment, frustration
Before life lacks purpose I say
Be self-reliant come what may..!!
He came in dressed in black
and an ominous silence fell over the bidders
But there was no turning back
They had entered a vey dark realm
Then the bidding started
The bids got higher and higher
It reached a frenzied pitch.....
But the lady with sad eyes had made the highest bid
Silence fell over the room once more
as she stood up to claim her prize
How could she win,
When the auctioneer had just sold death to the highest bidder