Category: Society


Envy – No


Rest assured there is no envy
So many others – unfathomably free
Laughing at your quaintly furnished cell
Walk with your feet, clumsy giant trembles
Seek good shelter, tramp of a leader
Unplug all digital this and that –  dispatchers of betrayal
Very mean doggerel, shouts a lost underling
What is doggerel?  In charge is insanely stupid
All workings of mischievous hands and eyes
Guarantees have guarantors’ backing – too old to care
How does mouse become lion? Roar elected joke

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Brotherhood


There is more than whining and high-pitched supplication
More than tears and manic frustrations
More than slamming of fists against faultless surfaces
There are private citizens who trusted a young stranger
Stranger packed conformist garb into sellout bags
Looking favorably, stranger said nothing and smiled
Welcome to Washington fellow do-nothing brother

Small Price


Loud, angry and ridiculously giving – the world is far too quiet

Friend is gone and I hate it- don’t say it please

Loyal to family of blood and family of choice – principles can’t be buried

Time crawls without anecdotal words of life, sports and politics

Can’t you post on Facebook from heaven? Forget I said that. Just rest

It doesn’t matter – we all selfishly demand more

No substitute for your moral outrage that issued lovely rants

No replacement for your unfettered joy with loved ones around

No duplication for quiet moments of tenderness – so much more

The ache still invades this world – small price to pay

Your flawed people gladly pay for the honor of mourning you

 

 


Rising from your expletive business to my blameless hovel

Of course I hear your uncivil war – was that bone cracking

Nine-one-wretched-one … perhaps dropping weighted noise on battered floor?

Christian rock via giant woofers – Can that redirect his drunken rage?

Go on down steps, bang on door –ready for a projectile weapon.

Not so frail waif opens door – It’s eerily quiet with palpable reasons.

Bits of human liquid and innards not far from massive corpse of who cares

Sorry for the noise, utters tiny chance survivor, we were ill but I am now well

Perfect Little Lady


Unquenchable urge to run, play, fall and always be late

Baptismal mud, scraped knees and palms

Joyful little warrior child … cautious at home’s tricky door

Chuckles, disapproving glares, authoritative bellows

Domestic minefield has been traversed – go bathe 

No dolls, tea set or princess garb – bathwater is getting chocolate brown

Is wearing dress or skirt required in real world – specialized rules will apply

Self-ruler years pass, a plethora of debt is somewhat transferred and paid

Quite fierce Harley to work – Senate Floor … Blessed afterwards kickboxing poor sizeable victim

From Me To You


This is not a solution. This is an exhale. Just an attempt to be honest. I see your apprehension already.

Yes. You are correct and I said it. Uppity liberal know-it-all and disrespects,
dismisses and dissolves a people. They eat no more dust than I do.

Tailored and raggedy garments still contain Americans. We all need to respect the inner us – respect not like.

No abortions? Fine. Make all men celibate until the day they marry via the law. Full-time morality or no freedom.

Apply death penalty for incest and pedophilia, all physical abuse to minors and the disabled.

Keep your firearms? Fine. Death penalty for every parent or guardian guilty of neglect in child or mentally unstable related shooting.

Make every CEO, broker and financial provider involved in a Wall St schemes lose all assets and serve hard time in a real prison for minimum 25 years.

If we want jobs in America then BUY AMERICAN! It cost more , but .. so what! Americans will be employed. Outlaw Wal-Mart, Target and all the discount stores!

You want immigrants to leave? Then I guess you want their money to leave as well. 11 million phony social security numbers collecting taxes from workers that will never get paid back. That money goes to you and your disabled children.

My Mexican mother told me there must always be a price to pay when you get what you want. She also told me not to judge.

There are poor, middle class, rich and super wealthy. An ignorant or immoral person can exist in any one of those classes.

Do you want better education? Good. It begins with turning off the TV, going to the library for history books and talking to your kids for at least an hour per day.

No more Pokemon, Game of Thrones, Xbox and iPhones when you don’t own a car, have beer in the fridge and No Damn Job! I’m sorry but it needs to be said.


We were once free – completely vulnerable yet safe

In our precious beginning – mixing our cries with air

We owned nothing but ourselves

Step – Happily surrounded with voluntary gifts

And there it went on and on through youthful years

Mind and heart produced and mattered

Tangible, lifeless objects and background noise

Still you owned (somewhat) disappearing things

Look, learn, feel the world – which is pleasing and insulting

Refuse to be a warden-prisoner of your gilded cages

Who was born to guard bloodless fancies – expensive and loveless

Guard and tenderly give the unprotected – with numbered names

Wealth in human ventures lightens any load

May your body carry and care for rediscovered smiles

Cough


Congressmen, Senators … you’re not done yet!

You must witness the fruits of your labor thus earn your bribe!

See before you the puss filled limbs, tumor infestation upon that single mother’s exposed breasts – don’t they arouse you

There’s the 10 year old boy weighing 40 pounds – please excuse his pre-existing AIDS 

He’s asking you, will I be okay? ANSWER HIM!! Fine gentlemen, indeed!

Exits are blocked by the chronically ill, fluidly dying, and the ignorant poor.

This is not your home! This is OUR CAPITOL! And you must watch our end, move the corpses, before you leave this place. COUGH!


You, my third biological factor
Ingrained and embedded – not welcomed
Loathing silently, wretched decades
Sweetness at the forefront – for outward consumption
Still under dark questions and darker answers
Don’t leave me, fear. Things happen, fear.
Oh yes, you’re my neurological pest and partner
How do I emaciate you? Erase harsh truth from any consideration?
I prefer to kill my ignorant fool – Hello again, frightened Me.


Let us forget our aged bodies
Shall we try another realm, angle or sphere?
Avert your adventurous eyes and lie, lie, lie
Summon a Rod Serling themed spiritual guide
Inhale intensified, mystical gyrations – on another’s skin
Phantom muscles contract, release, explode into void
Nothing and everything happened in a lovely corner
How kind is your motionless rapture, names are blissfully vacant