Thieves Poems

Shadow thieves

Shadow thieves 

Pondering on the darkened times 
Peeling the strips of the phase 
Tugging on the masks 
of yesterday's face
as impunity crows 
unravelling the thickened years 

Thieves stealing and rewriting my work ON this website

To to dummy that has been stealing my work
I have my original work saved on an usb
Stop rewriting and changing titles on my work

They always blame things on hackers, but this is an inside jobs
the truth is the truth,
Its time for this old patriarchial system to die
these covens will be done away with!

Mistaken Identity

Some crooks are dumb as they come,
these thieves should get what they deserve
as they won't go so very far
now they're done taking a ride
in the stolen Police car...
with, 'To Protect & Serve
Dial 911,' printed on the side.

When the judge asked them, 'Why?'
and stressed, 'It's best if you confessed.'
The wiseguys both admitted,
while facing five to seven,
(have

Worldly Wise

If the world is going to hell in a handbasket,
'Who's holding the handle?'
is the real question, and I have to ask it.
Also, I wonder how well the world would function
if all corruption were removed at this junction.
Destroy despotism, no more nepotism,
do away with liars, fakers, thieves, heartbreakers,
abolish pundits, politicians, priests, on-the-takers.
If we eliminate crime, cigarettes,

Thieves of the Heart

One takes what does not belong 
In depths of darkness, moonlight night 
Daylight's ruins, breathless soul it feeds 
Our demeanor broken beneath the flesh 
Heart broken, emotion of evil devour 
Hurt tortures as if death appeared 
Stolen, denied life's promised ambition 
They rove, benign behind the face 
Thieves of the heart, robbed life's expectations 

Our

Sneaky Little Thieves

Those mice got hit twice, 
I could no longer be nice. 
To those sneaky little mice, 
Who keeps trying to steal my rice.

The False Conviction

It sits heavy, like an iron weight
that’s held in my gut too many years,
longer than the son of God trudged his days
through dust and spit and bitter wine.
and who am I to think I’m different?

I’ve carried it past innocence,
dragged it through beds, through bottles,
through empty rooms with broken clocks.
I knew the lie before it learned

The Merchant of Venice Has Gone Missing From My Classroom Shelf

Now, I suspect the economics teacher
But he suspects me and
The case goes on into the term
As we gently move 
From one story to another 

But I've got all the other plays, so they look good
Break time and lunch time 
Offer time for time to call witnesses 
Or suspects one by one 
They file in looking

Scammers

We've all had them
those phone calls, every day
trying to take your money
all of it, in any way

A lot lose their money
many just hang up
but what about those phoning?
do they really clean up?

What if that is all you had?
the only way to eat
would you go home at night
knowing you'd taken someone's heartbeat?

Could you do it every

Torch

At our illuminating service,
Whether at home or in the office, 
Many preferring to it handle,
For worships reserving their candle…

You lose old torch for new one find cash:
The joy while in a dark space Glorious flash!
For brightness I’d save for battery,
No need in darkness one jittery…

No torch ever sends packing the night,
Only to perimeters give light,
With

Comfort Affects Effort

I don’t deal in rushed quotes,
I’d sooner I kissed goats;
Pirates watch spare seen boats;
Claim Rock in water floats…

I’m tied to paradox:
My Pride-of-Barbados,
Sometimes my Forcados,
While my mind is its box…

Now, it’s about Comfort
And its shaper Effort:
Comfort can block Effort,
I mean: check fresh effort,
Jehovah now your Fort…

Good cause to watch comfort
Or you won’t make effort,
Long hours spend

Thieves and Liars

Thieves & Liars
Miracle Man
5/31/2022

By falsehoods and thievery,
some violate life’s role.
Thus becoming a person,
God didn’t intend them to be.
Making a quick and easy buck,
was the reason they stole.
It will usher them to a place,
that they don’t want to see.

The Russians Are Coming

The Russians Are Coming
The Russians are coming, tremble in fear
Hide your jewelry, washing machines, beer
But their army is weak, only fights the unarmed
We should take them out and all they’ve farmed

The Russians are coming, animals from the east
But they’re brains are deformed an insane beast
Morons with weapons what do you expect?
We allowed this, gave too

Hopeful Farmer and Uncaring Thieves

I’ve been working in farms
With muscular arms
Besides determined tractors
Chiseling out their contours.

They are never the days I play:
My Monday, Tuesday and Thursday,
My eyes fastened on The Soil;
The reason why passersby recoil …

My burnt energy I try to like;
On the soil every Single Strike,
All the seduced watchers in a maze,
My willpower A Shrouded Haze!

I shall keep

Petty Theft

Petty Theft

Abandoned on a dark and dusty shelf,
a part of her forsaken self,
not forgotten, but a misbegotten
treasure of a stolen Christmas elf.

. for public domain and petty thieves

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