TRUMP SMIRKS CARNEY WORKS
CARNEY WILL NOT DEAL WITH JERKS
AND TRUMP IT DOES IRKS
I thought it was easy to live
surely out of everything that
I've been through but
I was wrong again to trust
To trust the leaves falling in july
a long before autumn's arrived,
the trail left covered in dust
I was wrong again to trust
To trust the unsinkable ship of
the blue, majestic isn't it
but a pathetic fate it brought
drowning to the deep, now it rust
I was wrong again to trust
To trust the breeze that made me calm , in the midst of chaos it kept me warm but, my oh my —
All it was a storm in disguise; left me shattered and I lost
I was wrong again to trust
Now — this is where i often find myself
when i choose to trust freely;
at times it pulls me apart,
and what left isn't so lively..
Yet still, beneath the ache and doubt,
a quiet ember learns to stay—
not every trust is meant to bloom,
not every fall should crush me away.
For even scars can teach the heart
where to bend, and where to stand.
So I’ll walk on— wiser,
with softer hope and guarded sight;
to fall, to rise, to breathe again,
to live despite the fear and strive —
this fragile courage I now write,
this is an ode to life.
Riding the porcelain pony
the chemo hershey squirts
Not my favorite moments
but your inspiration for song
helps me get it along
and I come out laughing now
I am doing tea and toast for breakfast
a banana chaser oh how passe
I feel just like a toddler
right down to my sore hiney
Still I am laughing on the inside
and writing on with pride
for this too soon shall pass I know
And I love joking with you
and sure do miss you
a chat with you makes my days flow
So laugh for the comedian girl
she's going through something
but will triumph in the end
She standing up to cancer
cause that
and with that I tell you again
I love you see you soon
Standing up to cancer , Artimus (C) Susan Manley 11/1/2023 10:04AM
Country music, his influence.
Roses are red
violets are blue
Your mouth is rubber
My feelings are glue
Why must you hate
I haven't a clue
Your narcissistic
Negative mind
Affects us too
Every time
Soon you'll find
Yourself alone
But before I go
I've got one more poem
Sticks and stones
May break my bones
But your words really f****** hurt
Standing up for Minorities
A minority is black, not white.
A minority is she, not he.
A minority is alternative, not straight.
A minority is poor, not rich.
A minority is powerless, not powerful.
A minority is homeless, not housed.
A minority is addicted, not clean.
A minority is immigrant, not resident.
A minority is mother, not father.
A minority is sister, not brother.
A minority is unwanted pregnancy, not birth.
A minority is clean air, not pollution.
A minority is rising tides, not still waters.
A minority is extinction, not existence.
A minority is over-population, not subsistence.
These causes make no sense.
They have neither rhyme nor reason.
Expect not God's defense,
if you blast out curses and commit holy treason.
The unrighteous knew not God,
so they made laws for themselves.
They campaigned for justice,
and unwittingly chose hell.
"Get right with God," is topic "minority."
change your focus inward
and the topic of worlds will be dispelled.
by,
Martin Braun
6/11/2020
R-ising up from slumber
I-s good to the mind;
C-omplete hour of sleep
H-as made you feel fine.
E-arly rise from slumber
L-ets you have a fresh start;
L-ight ahead will shine,
E-vening chill will depart.
S-tanding up from bed
A-fter the sweet, sound sleep
N-ever lets you feel bad on a promise that you keep.
L-et the twentieth November
U-se the dream so deep
I-n waking you up from slumber,
S-tanding up from sleep.
Palm Sunday 2016_ I AM SWAYED
Dressed in white and black with wide smiling beams;
Oh! how I miss 2015, its palm and serenity_
2016! you see four corners of the colourful room
Childrens' ward is where thou shall be
Frowning at the challenges coming my way
Acceptance of ones life_is easy to say_
then peace shall come your way_
One year is not enough for acceptance to come
Fallen trunks, brown branches of Winstons' wrath
School building standing tall_seems lost
Even though activities going on
Centrifugal wind force waking up the soul
Which junction have I been blown?
Trudging the muddy road with stones
Tripping and falling, standing up seems to be far away
Even though carrying my cross used to be my motto_I AM SWAYED.
Palm Sundsay 2016
Songs of hope ring out this night
People gathered under street lamps
Naming those who have died
In United States led detention camps
We now hear how much they lied
Our bowed heads with many tears
Each drop a life separated inhumanly
Children left scared and facing many fears
What happened these last few years?
Was this hatred always simmering
Under the crust of apple pies
While singing about the land of the free
And you told us more of your lies?
Candles burning like a tempest angerly
The inhumanity so clear to see
Stand up to become a human forest
With the world we’re rising and crying
A shame filled unified chorus
Politicians finally shamed, replying?
America! Your ancestors fled the same
Unblock deaf ears to victims’ plight
People, don’t stop this much needed fight
First written 7-13-2019
I feel this poem is like a folk song from the 70's that helped get the word out to people about bad things that were happening...there are bad things happening today and we need to start getting vocal and telling people whats going on.
Entered 10-4-2019 in Your Best Rhyme contest
Love stands alone in a crowd of hate,
Hate all painted in red,
Hate sitting to perfect attention,
Believing whatever was said,
Believing the lies of hurt and spite,
Spreading the ache for a thrill,
But love stands defiant to this,
Love happily restarts the rebuild,
Creating a new from the torn up of old,
Washing off hurt with soap,
Creating healthy honest happy free,
Love builds a new sense of hope,
Love stands alone in the crowd,
Against hate, love’s always withstood,
The pain and lies hate had to throw,
Love has cleaned all with the good.
It's a requirement for us guys to stand up to pee
There's always a chance we'll pee on our knee
Sitting down like lady
Well at home maybe
Mighty awkward sitting on a urinal to me
© Jack Ellison 2015
She left the meeting in a fit of rage
So near to completing they rattled her cage
She decided to quit throwing in the towel
In refusing to admit she had run afoul
A few days before in a weak moment
She walked to the store the money was spent
But she wouldn't concede and just come clean
She denied the need and that was the last seen
Until a month had past when in through the door
Almost the last but back on the floor
Saying nothing that night and the week after too
Such a burdensome plight she wanted something new
But on the third week and at the very start
She stood up to speak and apologize in part
Saying I'm not perfect and sometimes I do fall
But it was my own self neglect that caused it all
So I was walking down the street
When I saw someone cheat
An old lady with no teeth
Out of her seat
So I though,' that ain't right,
Old ladies can't fight
I think this grown man might
Be stupid and spite'
So I go up to the man
I ask to shake his hand
He said he wouldn't stand
For the little old woman
So I rampaged and cussed about
With a scream and a shout
And there was no doubt
The man would move out
So I'm happy to say
The man got out the way
The old lady praised
Me for saving the day
So the moral of the story is
You live the way you live
And you'll be remembered if
You're kind and cool shiz
~Reecie
When people each have had enough of another individual's arrogance or whatever, it's time
for them to take a stand. And when it comes to these people wanting to say what;'s on his
and/or mind, then it's time for them to stand up for themselves. Everybody knows that it
beats not saying anything to one another and holding anything back. It seems that most
people are being tormented and/or bullied by others, especially when these people think
that they're way better than the rest or whatever, but they're not. That's why these
people shouldn't let the others bring them down just because they have money, cars, and/or
whatever. I'll remember that what these bad people did to the ones who are less fortunate
will happen to he others; one way or another. That's why some of us need to believe in
ourselves and stand up for ourselves, even if it will have taken us a somewhat long period
of time. Let's hope everybody gets the message.
The chasm between our political minds grows wider every day;
Verbal attacks on party rivals have become the accepted way.
How many more congressmen must be shot before this tactic is undone?
Citizens must demand a change in plan by standing up as one!
The “house divided” analogy is coming back into play;
Candidates want to win at all costs – too high a price for us to pay.
The damage done by negative campaigns ensures nobody really has won;
We must put a stop to this festering pot by standing up as one!
You don’t build yourself up by tearing your opponent down;
It shouldn’t be this way!
We don’t vote FOR a candidate; we vote AGAINST someone else;
That really is not okay.
To save ourselves and restore the pride of being an American,
Campaign reform must be reborn so we can all stand up as one!
I'll stand still till i
can't breathe; if you won't join me
then you better leave.
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