The area where the coffee scent fills the air
Where the homeless see the well off and just stare
Everyone has their heads down into their phones
Beautiful buildings and waterfalls running off stones
The people are too educated to be nice and polite
Front desk security is called if something isn't right
Plenty of places to choose from to fill their hunger
People on the move are bumping into one another
Everyone seem to have the same serious expression
Leaving you with that strictly business impression
Businesses lunches, Brief cases, and due dates
Demanding bosses and paperwork that can't wait
It's a fast pace world and it must be hard to keep up
The metropolitan area is not a place to interrupt
There I stand before you,
And then serve you,
With all my efforts and joy,
Which you do enjoy.
But my works are erased from the pages of history,
Could you tell me the reason for this behavior filled with mystery?
I might not be a CEO or a manager,
But I too am a human with emotions such as joy, grief and anger.
You might fear them but not me,
You will respect them but take my services for free,
Do respect the common,
To get the title of a Wonderful Human.
IRON MAIDEN - A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH:
The Legacy [Gers / Harris]
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Tell my family
I am not coming back
I am sent off to war
I signed up for this
I am trained to fight
I fight nobody
Tell them truth
I am well off among
The dead and the dying
I can’t be maimed
I can’t be idle
I am trained to die
Tell them, I prayed
To give y’ll strength
To bear my loss
For I am sent to war
To bear the cross of
Someone’s ego and lies
Tell my mother
Birth is cheap
Death is cheaper
Son of soil, they call me
I fight for soil, yet
I yearn for peace
Tell my brother
Fear not death
I die for other, just like the other
Tell my sister
Not to pray for me
But to pray for peace
Let peace be bought
Not by blood, not by money
But by His Divine Grace
I have never seen her naked
I have only seen her happy
I have never seen her sad
I have seen her hurt
I know not of the troubles she saw and conquer
Her strength enlightens the secret valley
Her garden is well off
She built walls of strong if it wasn’t her then her being built a boat
Ashleigh Ngoqo
I never go to the doctors much at all.
My new primary inherited me when
my prior doctor left last fall.
I made the appointment because I was sick
and feared I'd been bitten by a Lyme's tick.
When I asked the new doctor to order a
Western Blot, the most accurate test,
this is what I got.
"I've been practicing medicine for thirty years,"
his volume increased as it burned my ears.
"Your blood pressure is high", obvious to see,
and then he proceeded to lecture me...
"Your vessels have narrowed, probably full of plaque.
Your going have a stroke or a heart attack".
This doctor must have thought me deaf or may be just
dense. I got a good dose of his arrogance.
I don't remember asking for a prescription for mean but
he was definitely the angriest doctor I've ever seen.
Well, off to see my cardiologist.
His bed side manner is the best.
Just to say I'm well off my way, crossing the difference of options, I've never really connected, as I say they just repeat the same old words that's just reviewed of other minds, craved to be noticed, only that it's not you are showing but the same as the mouths of many, to only be expected by the fake who can never take the hint of reality, in soft words are taken to a different form of peace but just of their judgement makes you feel gutted, yet you wasn't really expressing your true mind, those of their thoughts, I will say have a good look yourself in the mirror before you ever open that shallow mind, in the end your shallowing in your own mind and showing to true colours of the twisted mind that doesn't understand of the true image of their own minds and so the words or mouths from many, aren't really the thoughts they truly think, only to repeat it to please people who genuinely don't give a flying , So ignore and stay proud of thyself in life..."
-Ds-
Feed the stomach that is crying
Whether human or animal or bird
Hunger is a dangerous feeling
As happiness will be totally lost
Whatever you take, give a share
In case you are damn well off
Please spend some money dear
To give those needy souls kindly
Buy bread, ground nuts, or anything
That may solve one's deep hunger
And fill the stomach giving comfort
This act does Heavenly reservation
Better to set aside a small portion
To be given before taking food stuff
This will give colossal satisfaction
About oneself in one's mind surely
Provide and see the true mirth
Nothing can match this enjoyment
Stomach alone will say "enough"
Will you try dear after reading this?
1/20/23
Continually facing struggles
Remaining puzzled
Going too hard straining muscles
Punks always out making trouble
Many in labs out to clone, attempts at creating doubles
So many shell-shocked
Others being fools while well off
Too many people quick to tell lots
They either say truth or sell crock
Had to change this
Less of the same
It took an occasional lane switch
Problems incoming, I took on and faced quick
Regardless if you understand the main gist
A lot of phenomenon and this world can't explain it
Don't be an ignoramus
It's not conspiracy or about getting famous
Why do continual acts occur that are heinous
Times were very far from the greatest
I was headed towards the grave if
I didn't get wiser and become one of the bravest
It's been difficult on a daily basis
I need to jump into a lake
Take a break
Gosh dangit
A heart of gold or soul cold like polar ice
To this day, so much is overhyped
And overpriced
Just not the same as prototypes
On top of that we got all these socialites
It never has been so polite
When it came to voting rights
From banished to a desert
To well off, caressed
Tropic; splenderous.
Either side of a tree shade.
Summer's. One confessed
As ubiquitous!
A lady’s dilemma
Her mind and body are restless
she is in her late-middle-age
a difficult time for a woman.
Her long relationship with a well-off man
has made her economically safe
but she is bored
thinks there has to be some more
before she loses her looks
and disappears into elderliness.
She has grown up with children
they don´t need her as much as before.
A part of her also likes to be settled
married and have a home of her own
She is also worried about her legacy
be sure her children
have something to remember her by.
There is something hectic about her
like time is running out
She might seek solace from her turmoil
in another man’s arms.
She is in a dangerous time of life
I hope she chooses the right path.
You never meant anything to me anyway.
If I twist my wrist and thrust it down,
I flick my hips and slip away.
If I smash my forearm into your grill,
this is how I get my thrill.
You never meant anything to me anyway.
I am just a player, playing for fun.
But when I begin to play for money,
I flick my hips and slip away.
Sometimes, brutality and reality collide.
Brothers and players stand side by side.
You never meant anything to me anyway.
Well-off fans and super-rich owners,
to the players, are nothing but donors.
I flick my hips and slip away.
The players always give their all,
but always are expendable.
You never meant anything to me anyway.
I flick my hips and slip away.
When did Frankenstein start to drink tea,
I thought only cups of blood were drunk at his party.
Who would accept his invitation, only Ghouls and Ghosts
Or perhaps some politicians might understand him the most.
Chinese people, I've heard like the colour red,
Did Covid 19 start in China? is that why so many of us are dead.
Frankenstein is evil, kills so he can survive.
It gives him power over folk who are alive.
He is a blood-sucking mad monster who doesn't make friends,
He uses his prey and abuses them, then bites them in the end,
The guests who accept his invitation are a motley lot
Most would be well off and should be content, but they are not.
Much of what is on offer to eat at the party has gone sour
The only appetizer wanted was POWER, POWER, POWER.
The Landlord Regime
They’re sick of the homeless they say the city’s gone to pot
But let’s look at the statistics and let’s see want we have got
We’ve got landlords and slumlords charging an arm and a leg
And then they wonder why people all over are forced to beg
They want to see references with a down payment for heat
Where does one get that when they're coming off the street
You need to have a credit check if you want to live here
We'll throw in a police record check just to make it clear
We only want the tenants who are well off and employed
And the undesirable jobless folk we’ll just strive to avoid
So how is a person who's on a fixed income meant to deal
When expectations from landlords are clearly so unreal
That day I was in a call with school friends
They told me of the psycho cat’s demise.
Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sand beach.
Everytime someone keeps foot on it
They told they had lost all hopes and crushed their
Sabbatical dreams after quarantine.
I am forced to buy cheap wine said one friend
I ensure nobody knows about it
The label I hide on the wine bottle.
Things were bad and worsening day by day
That was the last straw to break camels back
Why can't people be positive, happy
All of them were well off with no problem
Life is so short and unpredictable
is it not stupidity to be sad?
Date: 10/15/2020
Written For
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Kim Rodrigues
Though I may be well-spoken,
And I may be well-read,
And I may be well-dressed,
Because I may be well-bred,
I may have good intentions,
And I may be well-loved,
And I may be well-off,
And be well-thought-of,
But until living for Jesus
Has become my life’s goal
I'll never know in my heart
That all's well with my soul
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