Times Are Funny.
Sometimes You Try
The Stupidest Things
Just To See How
Stupid They Are!
Why Not?
Or Not.
That's Why?
I Don’t Know.
-Gray Squirrel
11-12-2025
Seeing what man has done
Never realizing the hated that was born
Brothers killing brothers
All for the stupidest of reasons
Is there any doubt why He turned His back
We should have seen it coming
Will He ever come back to us
There is very little chance of that
We lost that possibility a very long time ago
He has more important things to do
And we just don’t matter anymore
© Poem – IX/XIII/MMXXIV
LRET
When I was nine the Little Remco Red Spinning Wheel was out.
Every Saturday morning it was shown to be the best toy since Barbie.
My mother secretly ordered it for Christmas; my heart gave a shout.
I told every friend I was getting it – Lois, Patty, Stumpy, and Arbie.
Christmas, and there was no Little Remco Red Spinning Wheel for me.
Every girl child in America except my identical twin wanted it you see.
I was devastated, annoyed, upset, disappointed, and instantly sad.
Only one who did not notice was probably my Christmas-loving Dad.
No teacher was politically correct then, Mrs.Tot was certainly not.
We kids took turns standing beside our desk, telling everything we got.
Susie S. listed about sixty thousand things that day and then said.
The stupidest gift I got was a little Remco spinning wheel, Red.
My ears flushed, my face hot, I was jealous as I had ever been.
I knew not to even glance at Magill, my all-knowing identical twin.
My heart knew jealousy that day like I have never known again.
Thinking about Susie S. to this day makes my heart give an angry spin.
You can count on red-hearted me
to always speak
my stupidest questions.
May we never count
our years of silence
hiding our greenest answers
to questions never mutually voiced.
I gladly promise
to stick my brown foot
in your white privileged mouth.
May we walk together
reassured
our mouths are for healing
and our feet
support health care
compassionate wealth of feelings.
I scandalously vow
to hotly drill you
till you
can't walk merely straight.
May we always cherish
our warm passion
for sensually heated sacred spaces
mutually scorching
regenerative impassioned places.
I googled "Hell Is Where You" and got
Hell is where you are.
Hell is where you watch me burn.
Hell is where you find it.
Hell is where you make it.
Hell is where you want to be.
Hell is where you keep my heart.
Hell is where you're headed.
Hell is where you go when you die.
Hell is where you're supposed to be.
Hell is where you belong.
Hell is where you wind up.
Hell is where you don't want to be.
Hell is where you'd rather go anyway.
Hell is where you're sent for eating clams.
Hell is where you came from.
Hell is where you meet the person you could've been.
Hell is where you set celery on fire and shove it up your ass.
Hell is where you begin.
The stupidest one:
Hell is where you go to unite self-assertion and self-deception with its original source
My favorite:
Hell is where you hang your hat.
Life's Lesson Life's Hacks
Learning to see with your heart,
for once,
and see the things the eyes cannot?
Learning to listen with your heart,
as well,
you'll hear the things your own ears cannot tell.
Should you hear a broken-down man cry,
or a homeless woman,
she just stole some food, and you saw it?
Let me see with my heart,
oh Lord,
let me know to listen with my heart, too?
So, I can know to ripen with age,
spilling over with the pearls of wisdom,
I've learned throughout my days.
Life's lessons' are the best to learn,
sit down, relax,
and wait till your turn.
Remember the stupidest questions,
are the ones not asked?
So ask away, ask away, ask away, all.
I think I'm going to write some right,
with finishing touches, this prose still, I write?
Get up MacD, smashed it again, get up and work it old man
Them cows are swallowing all the apples down
Cuc-a-dudal-du, I’m da Roostar, pump it, louder, yeah
Mrs D, girls on fleek, cluckada clucking, their bountiful asses
Not pushing out eggs, I’ll tell the bae’s their busted
Cuc-a-dudal-du, I’m da Roostar, pump it, louder, yeah
Don’t get me started bout Bungey
Stupidest dog, digs holes, thinks he’s a rabbit
Cuc-a-dudal-du, I’m da Roostar, pump it, louder yeah
Oi!, don’t leave me hanging here at the window
I’m puffed up, moonwalking, strutting my stuff
Cuc-a-dudal-du, I’m da Roostar, pump it, louder, yeah
Morning Mr, Mrs Mac you were asleep, while I was bringing it
What's that?, racket? suns bit extra this morning, yeah it's well lit
Cuc-a-dudal-du, I’m da Roostar, pump it, louder, yeah
Ya going down the Orchard? see the Chicks crib?, yesss lets burn the roof
Hmmm, the local café might sell apple flavoured lattes
Cuc-a-dudal-du, I’m da Roostar, pump it, louder, yeah
Entered in the Personification contest
Placed 6th
The Rooster, written 14/07/2019
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
You were right; I can not live without you.
We would fight for the stupidest reasons
and every day felt like drinking poison.
You're gone, and I perceive how much we grew.
Sometimes, I often wonder how you knew
Did you know as time went on by seasons?
Everything you taught me was a lesson.
A lesson for my heart to take a clue
And now I'm thanking you from far away
For letting me realize every day
It felt like scary shadows chasing me
but then BOOM! My new love has set me free.
I thought nobody could ever replace
you, but she took my heart with her beauty.
Have you ever had a bad day,
You know one that starts out wrong,
And you wish it would end,
But it is just taking to damn long,
Well I had one just yesterday,
And as the day continued to drag,
I did the stupidest thing ever,
Had my mouth resembled an airbag,
I popped off and yelled at my love,
Takeing my dumb day out on her,
Then I seen the pain in her eyes,
Had no idea what was about to occur,
I felt like I was the dumbest person ever,
Still can't believe I put pain in her eye,
And now I fear I'm going to lose her,
Then ill just fade away and die,
I want her to know that I'm so sorry,
And it will never ever happen again,
Will she believe me one this one,
She will just have wait till my days end,
I will still be very much in love with her,
And I will devote the rest of my life,
Showing and proving to her that,
She will never have another day of strife!!
the stupidest things I ever heard We are no longer a Christian nation and we will never be at war
I’m truly sorry that I made you cry,
I only want to hear you laugh and sing.
For deep inside, a part of me would die,
should you ever regret your wedding ring.
I can't believe how bad I've treated you,
you are the only one I'll ever love.
And if one day you should say we are through,
I will damn my soul and curse God above.
I must be the stupidest man alive,
but I vow it won't always be this way.
And my only hope is love will survive
long enough; for me to prove what I say.
And if you forgive this old fool, my dear,
I promise; you'll not spill another tear.
(Sonnet)
8/31/2016
Synonyms and antonyms
You may easily be able form the rhymes
But that is not all about my poem
The inner feeling is what always drives
Sometimes laughing out loud
Sometimes making people laugh
Sometime crying for their pain
And sometimes taking their shoulders to cry
Sometimes making them fight for a noble cause
And so many times it bridges the gaps
Sometimes giving a way to the tears stuck in the heart
So many times bringing on their faces, sheer joy
Sometimes sharing the stupidest things they already know
And many times becoming the words for the feelings they never show
Sometimes I feel my poem is nothing but their life
Many times my poem is my way to guide them how should they go
I’m so, so proud
In such in awe
I with myself
That I won’t even try to find
Anyone around, who’d sugarcoat me any better,
Than I can - so I start;
Right of out famous children tale’s pages
(I hope you would later guess which one)...
“O, magic mirror, do tell me
And I want the unadulterated truth
‘Who is the ugliest, most useless
Stupidest and the most disdainful creature
Who ever walked this planet?’
Thee came reply, immediate
Without hesitation:
‘’You are the long lost king of fools,
There is no doubt
But on this earth
There are two thirds of men concurrently residing
Who are exactly, like yourself.”
I always say the stupidest thing
Like I can do that when I see the construction workers
doing their thing
What if God let me do that
And what am I going to do?
Like the time when I said "I can't hang the Christmas lights"
God had me hang them all around my house
all by myself
Just to prove I can do it
And the next year -when I said "I can't do it again"
He had me do it again
God is like that
He has a way to prove the opposite
Like when I said "I won't do my hair that way again - wet look"
He had me do it again
What is this, God?
Why do You have to do the opposite of what I say?
Why do You want to prove that I do not know
and have to rely on You?
And why oh why?
Whatever God
Anything I say
You are going to prove otherwise
Lol
Whatever
I can never appease You
Do it just right
It's a lost cause
So there leave it for now
You can do whatever
and say whatever
I just watch You
Because anything I say
You are going to say it anyway
Anything I do
You are going to do it anyway
So go on
Do it
Say it
I am on vacation
Don't catch me
I am taking a time out
'Cause anything I say
You are going to say it anyway
You get the message
Ciao!
A wall might be too high to jump,
With gates and dogs too at the front,
A wall might have sharpest of razors,
And doesn't stop stupidest of thieves.
You might have all reasons not to be,
In love with anyone, not even me,
You might have that filthy heart,
And speak not that that hurt.
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