They Call themselves friends , but then they deceive you.
Their hearts are merely full of evny and treacherousness.
They plot to exploit you and take advantage.
They are only friends for benefits.
They seek only friends with benfits.
The minute you cannot help or assist them, they leave or elope.
When you can offer them something they tag you the nicest friend.
The minute you are broke or broken you cannot see them of find them.
For you are now no use to them.
They forsake you just so.
They exibit not one iota of loyalty or sincerity or stickability.
they are soo devious it's not funny.
But Remember they are your friends.
Yea yet they are friends. Friends to the end. Only what end?
Yet noty all friends are like that, there are a few true true friends.
Uncondional, consumate, most genuine, not mimic.
Cherish them most kindly and warmly.
Categories:
treacherousness, 12th grade,
Form: Bio
Oh, why must I wear this uncomfortable mask,
when entering stores, or working at my desk?
Don't listen to erratic idiots or irrational fools:
think about your health, do the right thing always;
if death dealt with our reality so frightening and changeless:
whom do you think would win this race of treacherousness?
Death is not a benefactor of mercy kindling life with spoils,
it steals all we possess, all we hide leaving anguishing tears;
so take down all the white flags for an armistice not allowed,
who committed heinous acts will surrender to a myth so dowsed...
where other graves have been covered with damp and black dirt,
watch helpless mothers weep to seek a pity that diminishes all hurt!
Oh, why must I wear this uncomfortable mask
to please politicians who justify their mandate?
Let's not bump into the rageful mouths that reject this hard task,
they may lynch us, or even hurt us if police aren't watching us;
this is a dilemma for many not wearing it to claim all freedoms:
is there any freedom left, not obeying the Law that keeps us safe?
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Categories:
treacherousness, anger, anti bullying, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
What happens when rotten strange fruit…
Hanging from trees of auction block wood
Become stinking pieces of black flesh…
Dried blood putrefying in murderous streets…?
When crystallized tears of remorse…Laden and
Loaded with explosive grief…Flow down weary
Faces wrinkled by time’s trials, tribulations and
Treacherousness and neglect of freedom, justice
And equality, all become like inconsequential
Sunned raisins and festering sores…?
When visions of deferred dreams become blurred
Realities,
Fogged by the steam of volcanic anger…Pray tell…
What happens?
Pray tell…what happens? And then what?—Please,
Pray tell?!
Categories:
treacherousness, 12th grade, allegory, analogy,
Form: Prose Poetry
(Apropos of Hughes’s Proverbial Question)
What happens when rotten strange fruit…
Hanging from trees of auction block wood
Become stinking pieces of black flesh…dried blood
Putrefying in murderous streets…?
When crystallized tears of remorse…Laden and loaded
With explosive grief…flow down weary faces
Wrinkled by time’s trials, tribulations…treacherousness—
And neglect of freedom, justice and equality
All become like inconsequential sunned raisins and festering sores…?
When visions of deferred dreams become blurred realities—
Fogged by the steam of volcanic anger—Pray tell…What happens?
Pray tell…What happens? And then what?—Pray tell!
Categories:
treacherousness, allegory, black african american,
Form: Prose Poetry
Doppelganger
Treason
Creeping in total darkness,
No wait for any sunshine,
Day he betrayed my true love,
passion bled to death.
All yearnings laid to rest,
bliss was only a deceit,
Wreathed my soul, whipped unsaid words
of treacherousness.
Written Dec 7th, 2015
For contest by Alfred Vassallo
Categories:
treacherousness, betrayal,
Form: Dodoitsu
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Treacherousness near
Rocky shore shallow waters_
Lighthouse's guiding care
Contest:"What My Eyes See"
In honor of: Annalise Brigham
Categories:
treacherousness, nature, sea,
Form: Haiku