Right and wrong are basic concepts, and like
night and day, it's clear what sets them apart.
Fight or flight warps my vision and clouds my
sight when I stop listening to my heart.
My world is changing so negatively;
I am scared of what tomorrow may bring.
Sky-high prices fuel inflation, while
sly grifters promote bitcoins, memes, and bling.
Folks are tethered to smartphones that act like
yokes around their necks, keeping them in line.
Hoax or not, climate change is happening;
oaks and elms are dying, replaced by pine.
Crime and anxiety are starting to
climb, and everyone's filled with dread and fear.
I'm afraid the world is primed for war, and
time is fast running out; that much seems clear.
The hourglass becomes resplendently empty
As the sand flows through with their kempty
Grains, dry as a corn shuck, flow
Seemingly they know
Time's reduced
Woe!
Earth lost boost
It's feeling the throe
Of miseries which will show
Drawing to close times where there's plenty
The hourglass becomes resplendently empty
Made up form: Andaree
Sight within this scroll on parchment
Lift your head up to the vapors above
See the messengers with harps and wings
Let the hypocrites have no sight upon these scrolls
Educate the weak and lowly let them hear theses sounds
Give sight to them so they may see the blood
On this scroll of parchment that John spoke of
His written word of three of the sixteenth on this scroll
His father gave to all his only son that all may believe
That life will last through eternity forever more
This free gift given written in blood for all
If the tarry through time it may expire being to late
They with ears let them hear these sounds of God
Calling all to his side of righteousness through
This blood ridden parchment with a crown of gold
Bare no cross for he hung upon it until his death
For All
Time is running out.
I walk on egg shells, I got no carriage,
And I wait to see if you are Spanish,
Or Norwegian, or maybe,
You come from Japan; I await to see.
If that is the case and my future is in my hands,
I will love always and I will give you my thanks,
Because if destiny exists, there is a Princess
And true love, truly is, priceless.
I have tried my best; it’s time to confess,
That these are my words, my words for her
And love is my passion, with no guaranteed satisfaction,
But if I had things all my own way,
Baggy jeans would be back in fashion.
I would like to raise a nation of my own seedlings,
To become great thinkers, unlike me,
And they would always speak their minds freely,
And read other people’s poetry, from time to time;
I hope they read mine, I hope you like mine.
So if you are there, but I can’t see,
Then you need to take a big step forward,
Before I lose what makes me happy;
Before I leave you and everything else behind…
It’s getting harder and harder to rise from the blue…
I think it’s time to say goodbye.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Trump is the power
The voice of a nation
A moneyman, no morals or ethic code
A narcissist born for a life in capitalization
A nuclear bomb Desperate to explode
Trump's time in office has been a terrible show,
His speeches have little words and little meaning
As a president he's been aggressive and poor,
He's shown which way his beliefs are leaning
Trump wont denounce the Charlottesville haters,
He refuses to denounce the KKK
He's now become a right wing dictator
His own men don't agree with what he has to say
Trump is losing support all the time,
His right wing rhetoric is falling on deaf ears
The whole world saw what happened was a crime,
He's taking the USA back to the segregated years
Time's running out for president Trump,
Impeachment is long overdue
Time's running out for president Trump,
Impeachment is the right thing to do
V- ery well we all know,
I-t's the day quickly passing by;
S-o take every opportunity
I-n soaring toward the sky.
T-he end of the world
A-s we know is so near;
C-hance that we must take
I-s so important and dear.
O-ne thing we must learn from time that's flying fast;
N-o moment to be wasted for hours don't really last.
C-hances that are wasted
A-re not coming back;
N-ovember third morn
D-evil continues to
A-ttack.
P-repare for the rugged race,
A-im to cast the doubt;
M-ake it to the finish line,
A-s time is running out.
Time sleeps not,
Ticking second by second,
Coming days wait not,
... Walking like a second and another...
Years come and go,
Decades pass me buy,
And my hair in different shades aboard,
Close to "dust going back to dust" day...
time is running out friends
The Hour Fast Approaches
Time Is Running Out
Time Is Running Out
look up for your
redemption
is drawing
nigh
time
is
run-
ning
out
fast
God is
your hope
hope in the Lord
Time is running out
Time is running out
The Hour Fast Approaches
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This is an hour glass
I want you
But you don't want me
I'm tired of wondering
If this would ever be
You claimed you love me
But I can't tell
Love is more than words can't you see
As I wondered about this love
Which made me feel lonely and empty
You ignore me all the time
Saying words that are never kind
I'm tired of feeling in the way that I do
When all I want is to love you true
Your time is running out
And you'll miss me when I'm gone
In this relationship I never felt so alone
It's time to say goodbye
And I wish you well
I hope you find someone true
That would be good as I was to you
D. Smith
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