the snow keeps falling
like it doesn’t give a damn
about speeches or sirens,
about men in suits
shaking their fists at the sky.
somewhere in Minnesota
a bartender wipes down a counter
that’s already clean,
because it’s easier than watching the news
crawl across the screen like a wounded animal.
I talk about order,
I talk about force,
I talk about saving the country
with boots and badges
and a stack of laws thick as a brick.
but the streets still smell like coffee and diesel,
still carry the breath of tired workers
heading home with cold hands
and rent due tomorrow.
the presidents come and go,
the flags get waved,
the threats get sharpened like knives in a back, with
and the people keep standing in line
cigarettes and the cheap lines of hope.
history doesn’t knock.
it kicks the door in
and tells you it’s for your own good.
Preston Damsky speaks what he considers ‘his truth’ to power
That’s how he attained his ‘shining hour’
A law student at the University of Florida
He called to ‘abolish the Jews, by any means necessary’
A judge found Preston innocent, citing the First Amendment
as if it were one of the Ten Commandments
Though decent folks always thought that every man’s freedom stops
where another man’s begins...
Well, here I am tonight to speak my truth to Mr. Damsky:
Your ‘freedom’ is unearned, for you have threatened my life
And you will be a lawyer, perhaps a judge too, later in life
So, what will you do, you bigot, when I argue my case against you
gargoyle friendly
dark cathedral with arches
Victorian glass
attracts vampires
priest performs exorcism
adjoining graveyard
hair stands up on arms
eerie silence from this place
I feel threatened
Men feel threatened
Ben Ten and the women
Jealous down
Threatened abortion
May that never be our portion! But wait!
where goes all your dreams? like shooting stars, They beam, right before your eyes like in a film
cream de la cream- we all were once wannabes. expectations like the delivery of a 9months pregnancy,
hopes like ropes, ends like fences, means like pins. we all embark on the journey to the future like swiming through a croc-filled pool. the good news is that those dreams have not been aborted, they were just threathned
Half of clam shell sits deserted
Scene's purity threatened by storm
Gravitational force pulls sea
The storm that threatens to stay
Thunder rumbles strong and fierce
The clouds grew gray and heavy
Darkness swallows the skies
A storm is brewing
Thunder rumbles strong and fierce
Winds rush the land like angry waters
Violent winds battle gives way to grim howls
The storm threatens to stay
Thunder rumbles strong and fierce
Lightning makes it's presents known
Bold intimidating flashes collapse against darkened clouds
Masking it's true agenda in luminous colours
It's apparent a storm is brewing
As the storm rages there's a sudden shift in the atmosphere
Dark clouds dissipates giving way to the sun's beckoning light
A glimmer of hope is on the horizon
Negating any short comings that may invade my space
There you have it folk that's Diabetes in my body
When a free world is threatened,
Letting everyone awake to security:
As the future seem so hard to predict;
When a free world is made homeless,
Parting us to think one another’s hate, or
Getting us united for a better tomorrow:
When a free world is given a will to fear,
The lonely looks on;
Sticking to a hardest clique: to call a family.
Slaves to our instincts
Stay out of the rain and I will reward you with a cosy feeling
Soak up the sun and I will relax you
Deny me my fill and you will suffer comfort food cravings
Have sex or I will make you uncomfortably crave it
Pursue sex to ****** or I will not let you rest
Threaten your life and I will scare you
Cut or Burn yourself and I will make you suffer pain
Eat and drink or I will make you suffer hunger
Breathe or I will make you suffer suffocation
Socialize and integrate or I will make you suffer loneliness
Compete or I will empty you to worthlessness
Instincts torture us for what actions they want
Not complying with your instincts results in discomfort
Obey your instincts and they will comfort you
Ergonomic religion relieves suffering
An abusive relationship? Nope not me.See I have something called a threatened
love life. It started off sweet.Him wanting to take me to the ends of the earth. Gave
me Jewry,diamonds,car,anything you could imagine. So did I accept the gifts
from him.Nope I told him that I didn't want all that and that all I needed was him.
He still didn't get it all I wanted was him. A threatened love life was what I was
asking for. So what happened?Well I started to notice changes. Lies about
everything. Then I knew this love was falling apart. After I told him the love for him
was gone he went and found it else where. How did I solve it?Solve what. You
know the threatened love life situation. Easy I went to our....my garage grabbed a
hammer smashed out his lights,windows,and mirrors. Then made sure I gave
him some un fixable dents.Was that all. Not even close. Then I went and got all of
his things. Took them outside and set them up in flames.Waited till he got in and
when he arrived he knew what was happening. There was no way I could take
him no more. I turned him towards the door and told him to get the stepping. A
threatened love life no more I'm sure.
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