“Let who is without sin,
throw da first stone.”
- dat Jesus Guy
Throughout history
Many eyes have seen
Their own two hands ...
Throw the first stone
Pull the trigger
Thrust the sword
Hang a wigger or Hitler wannabe
Push The button
Swing the axe
Flip the switch
Make Anthrax
Sign the order
Gas the chambers
Scalp a brother
Build the Bomb behind closed doors
Pull the lever, walk the plank
It’s either us or them has always been
and seems a thoughtless worthless endeavor
So, when does it start, the thinking clearly
Instead of just following orders
What changes the mind of madness,
Evil must be destroyed to free ourselves
Does it happen after the bombs drop?
The Book of Doom
Says there is room
For all of us in heaven
If not, there’s plenty room in hell
For everyone who just want to
Keep on following orders
Blindly, without questioning nothing.
A sure-fire way to create an Extinction event
is to just keep on following orders
Who needs asteroids
When all we need is a little love
And a lot of ignorance
In Between A Tweet Horn Haiku
In between a tweet
Is when we both first did meet;
Then me did delete.
Spontaneity
When a success want to be;
Best for you and me.
Establish panel,
When things we want to handle;
At both ends burnt candle.
Seemed like show and tell
Humpty dumpty and fool fell;
Neither will do well.
(Wishing well gone to hell.
Not working like Trump.)
Is a big wigger
Who on we should pull trigger
As lies get bigger.
Jim Horn
I dig for my flight,
into a zone that has colors and lights,
there there are no people,
just ways of life,
just like when thinking hard
is hard when you're high,
just to get by
you sing a song over the times,
wimpier than wine,
yes, but you know it'll be fine,
because you've got the shine-
in your teeth, and in your mind.
This time as I will be smarter-
this time I will see farther;
just like last time I needed to be hotter,
just like then again I could have hit the weed harder,
just like saviors don't come when you call farther,
its all about pride, and age, and relationships with fauna-
shimmering with snake honor,
simmering into the baker some cake art...
Like the women in lace with the whip on her,
when she's pissed you wouldn't put your stake on it!
Shiver and shake because you're life depends on it!
...sweaty and shaved is the place to remain,
rotten to the beats that pour like gravy,
weave in and out of the place maybe...?
Discover a safe and crack a case randomly...?
I don't know these things I just do my thing,
but if you really ask me what I think-
than you'll get my drink.
As long as we continue to see each other differently
based purely on a people's origin of birth ethnicity
there will never be any truly coexisting, peaceful, harmony
among our one and only worldwide surviving human specie.
Even so called respectable terms like black or white
evolve to be eventually derogatory such as "wigger" and "kite."
* The above isn't accurately derogatory *
* That would violate Poetry Soup's racism policy *
and speaking of "racism," I do believe
that "racism" should be redefined or eliminated from the dictionary
because it has been scientifically proved unequivocally
that race does not exist. We're all related genetically.
We're not like different species of cats like the tiger and lion
both separate unique cat species but with an obvious ancestor shared common.
There aren't any other branches extending from the human specie tree,
not since the Neanderthals went extinct. Now it's just all of you and me.