Red ants scuttle across the sand,
each, his purpose known,
all aware of what they must do -
they don't need to be shown.
Black ants, likewise, know their duties,
according to their ranks,
all performing flawlessly -
you can take that to the bank.
Yet, the cards that passed through my hand,
colored black and red,
played themselves, most randomly -
and I've lost all I had.
I listened to Glenn Hughs sing a song
Released by Purple, Deep.
It was not the kind of song that would
Lull anyone to sleep.
It had a nice riff of the guitar.
You can take that to the bank -
About a lady who, for refreshment,
Our misery, she drank.
Next time I'm in a situation where
A woman like that I yearn,
I'd look the other way, but it's too late.
She lit me, and I can only burn.
If you or 1 wish to
live based on reality
Live in the real world you
awaken to every single morning
You then also sadly have to accept
these cold hard facts of life as well
As these few simple fundamental rule's
will see you right and do you no harm
in the long run
People ---- Cheat
In matter's of
Love & Sex
Peace & War
Sport & Art
Politics & Debating
Crime & Punishment
Weight & Age
News & Media
Religion & God
Life in general
&
Lest us not forget
The greatest cheat of all
Money , Money , Money
M-O-N-E-Y
And you can take that to the Bank
It's the cheater's No 1 choice
Not some of the time
But all of the time
Accepted as currency in every country
in the world
More so even than the almighty Do$$ar
So I suppose in summation maybe
what I am tring to say is this
Ignorance is Bliss
God Bless America
We have a little confusion in the good old U.S. of A.
A certain group of people, think this country is in decay.
Without the mighty Trump we’ll never make it through.
They no longer have any pride for the Red White and Blue.
They think that we are broken and their ego’s a little bruised.
I’ll try to clear this up, for those that are confused.
Our freedom is still intact, we all still have our guns.
We’re still the toughest in the world, we are our father’s sons.
We the people are in charge; this will never change.
We’re always locked and loaded and never out of range.
This land will never falter, we are one nation under God.
We will always be protected, by his staff and by his rod.
Never judge the people by the actions of a few.
The Eagle still flies, even when its black and blue.
Our bruises will fade away, we’ll never lose our rank.
God still blesses America; you can take that to the bank!
NOW LET ME TELL YOU A THING ARE TOO ABOUT ME. I AM A PROFESSIONAL POETRY WRITER FOR MORE 35 YEARS. GOD GAVE ME THE LEAD ABLE TO WRITE POETRY POEM MOST OF THEM IS ABOUT DEEP, PASSES LOVE.
ALSO I AM A WEBSITE BUILD JUST USING THE HTML TAGS THAT ALL I NEED TO BUILD A SITE.
IF YOU WOULD LIKE THE TAGS FOR THE HTML JUST EMAIL ME AT [email protected]
NOW HERE SOMETHING VERY SWEET AND LOVING FOR ALL WHO EMAIL ME FOR THE HTML TAGS TO BUILD A WEBSITE.
I WILL EMaIAIL YOU BACK WITH ONE OF MY BOOK FOR YOU FREE AND
YOU CAN TAKE THAT TO THE BANK
I TRULY LIVE MY WORD I STAND BEHIND MY WORD IT SI GOOD AS GOLD.
THIS IS JUST A PUBLIC THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL SO GOOD
AND AT LAST, IN LARGER NUMBERS, BEING UNDERSTOOD
I WRITE WHAT I FEEL AS YOU ALL DO
AND THAT'S WHY I THANK YOU
MY NUMBERS HAVE INCREASED EXPONENTIALLY
AND THIS HAPPENED SUDDENLY
THERE ARE SO MANY OTHER PEOPLE I WANT TO THANK
AND YOU CAN TAKE THAT TO THE BANK
BUT REMEMBER, WHATEVER YOU TAKE COULD END UP IN MY ACCOUNT
BECAUSE I'VE GOT A LEAGUE OF HURDLES TO MOUNT
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, KEEP READING ME IF YOU'D LIKE
I KNOW I'D LIKE IT
AND REMEMBER Y'ALL---BE COOL AND BE NO ONE'S PHOOL
THANKS AGAIN, VIA CON DIOS
P.S. THERE'S ONE LADY WHO I KNOW IS RESPONSIBLE FOR MY LARGER NUMBERS, SHE KNOWS WHO SHE IS BECAUSE I AM HER SHADOW....THANKS GIRL (EXCEPT I THINK THIS TALENTED WRITER ISN'T POSTING SO SHE PROBABLY WON'T EVEN READ THIS, BUT I WISH SHE COULD BECAUSE I OWE SO MUCH TO HER COMMENTS THAT SPUR MY POETRY AND CHALLENGE ME TO WRITE TO PLEASE ONLY HER, BECAUSE IF SHE DIGS IT, SO WILL A LOT OF PEOPLE..I BELIEVE THAT.....EVEN IF I'M TALKING TO A GHOST, THANKS GIRL ~f!~
So you value me as friend
But I see you’re having second thoughts again
Why can’t I be an exception
One that’s immune to your old perceptions
You’re trying to see something that isn’t there
But you already know that isn’t fair
For what you see before you is unlike any other
You’ve seen the outside, do you choose not to look further
Step closer and look into my soul
For what you see, isn’t a black hole
It is the purest kind of light
One that would keep you warm on the coldest of nights
To trust isn’t a must; it’s all up to you
Is to let me in really a sin
If so, I must go
What are you so afraid of…betrayal
Take a deep breathe….exhale
For I am a saint
And best believe you can take that to the bank
So what would it take to change your mind
For you to see my heart is kind
Will you take my hand and be my friend
Or have we come to a dead end
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