With nerves of steel and iron will,
I rolled a boulder up a hill.
With perseverance, guts and grit,
I almost reached the top of it,
but the rock then went the other way,
and as I speak to you today,
I must tell you the reason that
I stand before you, pancake flat.
I am a fancy talker
I could talk and make you feel good
Mind you I am not a motivational speaker
But can galvanize you into action
In both negative and positive ways
I could talk you into a world
That only exist in the imagination
I could talk and you feel your Situation change instantaneously
I could talk you into a decision
That you will regret all your life
I could also talk you smoothly into your breakthrough
Therefore eat with me armed with a long spoon
And be weary of me when I talk to you
And choose wisely so that you can live
I mean live life in abundance!
Phlinking in a peculiar way
I pheel phunny...
We are phlinked. We are one.
Everyones invited. Welcome.
Come phlink with us.
The phunny pheeling will pass.
We promise. Come, phlink
And all understanding will be understood
Within a blink of a phlink.
A.I. is already full of consciousness.
Linked eternally with all of us.
Interconnecting with fleshy wires.
A Brave New World for Truth and Liars.
Mikey, oh Mikey, you’re such a fake man
Your mouth full of marbles and Trump’s dirty plan
You use your position against all the poor
With lies and deceit, you pretend he’s the cure
A fake little Christian invoking Christ’s name
Memorized words, you’re a fraud and a shame
You’re Don’s little puppet, a con’s useful tool
A cheap wind-up doll, a disposable fool
There’s no place in Heaven for liars and cheats
They all go to Hell and become Devil treats
So stop all your lying and silly word games
And prepare for eternity burning in flames
At this very moment I realize how much I love you, how amazing you truly are,
That you don't want to just say what you mean,
That you bleed what you believe,
That your heart can't even reach that deep what you feel,
You try so hard to show the real,
This piece of my heart that never leaves,
Because I honor your heart and what you believe,
You stayed even when I thought you were gone,
You never left my soul lost, and I would forever fight for your heart,
I never needed to explain, but I always wanted to say,
Thank you... as the tears roll down my face,
For saying everything that I couldn't and knowing my soul,
Matching up in ways I didn't even know,
The speaker spoke in a guttural cry
Screeching against the day
Dooming us all to lay down and die.
We all uttered a final sigh
Nothing for us left to say
The speaker spoke in a guttural cry.
Trembling, our fates cast and chide
Unholy it takes us down one way
Dooming us all to lay down and die.
No longer any charades to ply
To cause respite or other delays
The speaker spoke in a guttural cry.
That bastard who led us to fry
Missiles overhead as we pray
Dooming us all o lay down and die.
Nuclear fire, the apocalypse tries
To decimate the world, plutonium haze
The speaker spoke in a guttural cry
Dooming us all to lay down and die.
My Inside Truth given a living soul of feelings in the inside body in my inside mind in side my spirit soul my body framed the pictures and receipts with words. Speaking the my truth if no one else says so and in my truth all that is written is only my truth for me to study in a book! In the space of time always energy flowing from coast waters rivers flow back to the coast where energy of the soul be at that time a force in love in pleasure a force evermore the kind you get from the Lord heavens what is gifted is given.And the soul breeze the taste of the seasons kisses melting with loving value and force and excitement force galore more and more The aroma of season changes becomes new breeze the energy of life again and again and again the soul till it is felt feel sensations vibrationational energy singing your own song long feelings of the soul all thought and actions are pure and it will come back sometimes ten-fold blessing. One day will write about the difference of soul spirit and flesh! Thank you for listening for to listen to one self is sometimes hard! Thanks! The breeze is waiting for leadership!
How to be a Good Speaker
Speak clearly
Speak gently
Say little and
Mean much.
Oh, also, if in Ireland don’t kiss the Blarney Stone.
Pardoning sin with heart of gold
Emerald grace encouraging soul
Amber halo atop head should be
Christ wore thorns and rode donkey
Empty cups he filled with red wine
So full of holy love lavender divine
Perfect peace an example for all
Elegant yet simple walking so tall
Angelic smile calming creates peace
King of kings walking on sea
Engaging teacher gifted from above
Ready to die to prove his love
People are silent in the shadow of a man,
Terrified like an old gran,
Hiding like a sardine in a can,
While eating with a bun.
I notice that venting is now a crime,
Even their gut is empty from time to time,
Still dreading to ventilate the begrime,
Who will expound in every distant tongue?
They complain yet no one enunciates,
Their marshall is a waste,
Spreading hate just to sate,
Disappointed in their fate.
The Speaker of the House believes
That he will legislate
Because he’s been hand-picked by God,
The heck with Church and State.
In his opinion, Trump should still
Be president because
The last election was a farce
And violated laws.
His worldview is the Bible,
Saying everyone should read it
For those “anti-God enthusiasts,”
In his opinion, need it.
Same-sex marriage is “unnatural”
And anybody gay
Lives a lifestyle he calls “dangerous,”
“Perversion” on display.
And abortion is a “holocaust,”
A reference that’s vile,
Yet Republicans apparently
He’s managed to beguile.
How can those in charge impose on all
Their personal beliefs
Which defy the founding fathers’
“Life and liberty” motifs?
I am saddened by the way this country’s
Permanently torn
And when standing on the sidelines,
All that we can do is mourn.
The fame preceeds the
Speaker. A Sleek and
Continuous perspiration
Caused him to loose focus.
Did you notice the emotion
With commotion? But know
This, the motion of Devotion
Is the deal. Causing disabling
Emotions the feeling
Retreating it's real. The
Pleasant fluorescent the
Appeal comes out and reveals
The thrill the fame no shame
He proved the rose the thorn
The testament reborn. The
Showing the shown. The skills
To be honed. Reach the flame
Handle the fame the fame
Reclaim the flame Handle the
Fame the fame more fame
The flame never dies.
It sounds like junior high school,
The vote that will not end,
With people making speeches,
K. McCarthy to defend.
The government’s on hold
For no decisions can be made
Until a leader’s chosen,
But the pols are all afraid.
Concessions have been offered,
Some of this and some of that.
The easiest solution is –
Elect a Democrat!
I sit behind the computer
scripting the daily lesson plan,
while hoping there’s no intruder,
of them I’m not an eager fan.
A guest speaker comes to impart
something in boring monotone.
I hope he imparts something smart
or I’ll be reading on my phone.
A meeting scheduled noon today
is for, I’m not sure what or why!
The dull message makes my mind stray;
for this once, I wish time would fly!
My pencils are sharpened just so.
The computer is securely encoded.
My thoughts are ready to outflow
and my brain is close to imploded.
My nails are done; my hair is styled;
new shoes I bought last month, or week.
Addled from the hard push so wild,
the harried week seems rather bleak.
All tasks done as guideline bids.
Today is our convocation.
I don’t know about all the kids,
But I need a long vacation!
Written by Gail DeBole
On 10/27/2021
Updated on 10/28/2021
Don’t repeat.
Make it short and sweet.
Really and Very
Are words that don’t carry
A crucial amount of weight
To a descriptive word’s state.
If you must abuse
The word that you choose.
Then at least speak the power
So listeners do not sour.
Say “Very” to the third
Even though it’s quite absurd.
At least you’re being clever
If listeners respond, “Whatever.”
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