Valued clients, we have listened
and have taken on-board
your concerns
regarding the political correctness
of this our store.
Thus we are now a Gun-Free Zone,
and are confident that the notices
on our front doors will dissuade law breakers,
will make us much less vulnerable
from attacks by gun totting maniacs.
Please do bring the kids.
I dreamt I awoke in a 1939 Buick -
the way it seeped into the 40’s
without the running boards.
I wondered
how could tommy gun wielding
gangsters appear historically relevant
without running boards.
Then I thought, what the hell
I’m in a 39 Buick
so every tommy-gun totting thug
better watch out,
running boards or not.
This is a very cool car,
just ask Humphrey Bogart
he had a 38 special
and he knew how to use it.
Tell him I understood
his choice of car
when you get to where he is.
Comey and Martha Stuart Sentence
Comey had created Martha Stuart sentence;
She would need to serve for her repentance;
Mentioned flowers,
Better than ours;
Harshly affected her supporters and tenants.
Jim Horn
Missing Other Poets
So where have you been?
Write more poems again,
Be enjoyed;
Never annoyed;
Will read while in my den.
Jim Horn
Trump to be President he was claiming;
Do whatever he wants has been aiming;
Allegiance oath;
Love me both;
Those around him hopes to be taming.
Jim Horn
Trump is like a true trumpeter swan;
Big mouth to dusk beginning at dawn;
Floundering fuddy duddy,
And body really crudy;
We will be glad when he is finally gone.
Jim Horn
None of Your Bees Wax
Wrote poem for Andrea and it am devoting;
With her brain writes poems while boating;
As her titles increase,
Wax none of your bees;
Duffle bag full of poems was seen totting.
Jim Horn
This is for my 5,555th poem I will be writing
for her. Have less than 50 to go.
The lazily flowing breeze
The swaying of the trees
Sun peeping out of the clouds
Birds unsure if they should sing aloud
Little puppies cozying up to mummy
Finding warmth in her emaciated tummy
New buds trying hard to blossom
To spread their fragrance in nature's bosom
A crowd of bag totting humanoids
Trudging along in a life with happiness devoid
No hearts beating nor pulses throb
Just empty gazes like a zombie mob
I snuggle next to the sleeping pups
And the mother, at me, she looks up
And gathers me into her with a mother's grace
She has a cold nose but warmth in her embrace
Bright lights alley fights murdering friends over dubs.
Hefty price nothing nice too many has been.
Gun totting ninjas sewer rat room.
Attitudes bigger than the new york skyline.
Everything based on a timeline.
Petty cash used for hash.
Women bashing, tongue lashing.
Unwritten rules, city life blues.
Lipstick stains, menstrual pains.
If we break these chains our freedom we'll gain.
People claim their real yet are called downtown to cut a deal.
How can you look in the mirror each day knowing your taking someone’s freedom
Away?
Hearts smothered in malice, hands cold as ice.
With knives being thrown around we're sure to end up six feet under ground.
The truth lies between silence
wisdom, knowledge, and deception
it lies between politicians and big business men
supreme court judges and prosecutors
who be doing the sentencing
and the ones who know are too
afraid to come forward because fear is
what they be living in, and why I fight to expose
the truth the ones who fight to keep it hidden
be collecting big checks and
counting their dividends
The Truth lies between stupidity and ignorance
a lot of niggas talk that gangsta, gang banging
trappin, gun totting, killa life
they tell me to get it how I live so I'm livin Christ-Like
the truth lies between family ties and
business partners, peace makers, risk takers
the ones that wanna see someone do good
and the people that we call haters
it lies between savoring the moment
and those who are
outspoken, heartbroken, they say stop snitching
or your loved ones gettin a death certificate notice
the truth lies between me and them friends and enemies
trusting in man and puttin faith in the one who was
and who will always be with me
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