Skunks,
Pity!
But hold on
Americans,
If you don’t
See the Truth,
Of the manipulation
So inept, by some
Don’t be surprised
If the worst
Is yet to come!
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You read, you think, you travel,
Meditation is a gavel,That towards peace,Can sometimes steer.
You broke it, People,
This is the US of A.,Not some European, gray,Has been Country,Get those Covered Wagons out!The pioneering spirit,Go reconquer, do not doubt,Fix It!We must get out,Of this impasse and shout,‘We are Americans,And we know what Work,And Liberty are All About’So, FIX IT,Now!
Some Poems
Miracles!No explanationThey just, AREAnd if anythingSurvives,They will,Being Eternity’sStars.
We are bombarded
Computerized,TelevisedMaterializedMarketed!And yet,If in thisCyber-InfernoWe findSomeone we likeAnd bond withIdealize,A littleWe will neverSee them,Face to faceOr even be awareThat, They and YouStill are a Persona,That belongsBelieve it or not,To something,Once upon a timeCalled,The human race.
This I must say,
But most PoetsAre very smartAnd that’s thatInsteadOf their head,They think withTheir heart.
Some
And,Some Don’tIt’s in the blood,The mind, the soulA great compulsionThat stands alone,StrangerThan anythingEver felt,Ever known.