wars 100% with China … and leave
the burden of the debt for the
American taxpayer to pay.
meanwhile, you take the billions
(maybe trillions) of dollars profit
that you make on defense contracts,
etc … and put it in your pockets.
i’ve only been in the business world
for about 25 years but i know.
(forgetting the moral and ethical
implications) as we say
here in the south:
‘that dog dont hunt! ‘
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strong women…
eyes that drink darkness.hands that weave starsfrom thoughts fine as silk.lips swollen with storm,tongues that crack icecaps.the lioness roars,and monkeys shudder.volcanoes erupting,storms tear off the roof.soul emanatesfrom fresh cut trees.hair sweeping the pillows,nails digging into infinity.and the soft gentle touch,that restores sight,and walks on water…the scent of creation,the hunger that rocks!
urine stained sheets
gnarled old handsand kerosene feetcheck comes once a monthonly lasts for a few daysa bony old catand cracked windowpanesend of time, end of daysonly the strong will survivecall it justice, the American waycall it the great liecast off, used up, and spentthrown to the sideexcess baggage, human garbagealready dead, waiting to die…baby crying and coldroaches…
we have spent centuries
and making sacrificesto our own fears!afraid of death,and so afraid to live,we race maddened to the flame.trying to conceivean ideal, afraidto see, to touch,the reality before us!god looks alot likethe people we’re bombing,smells like the homeless manin the alley,weeps with the hungryinto an empty bowl!you want to touch the sacred?touch the stranger,the orphaned child,the addict…
capitalism…
of the working poor,both here, andaround the world…till these backs are broken!now these backs have faces,and the faces have names.we can no longer allowthe few to own the many…the time of economic slaveryis over! it is finished!dignity, respect,and equality….these are the stepson the road to tomorrow,a tomorrow based andfounded on freedom!
Darkness and light, wrong and right
paper and smoke, churn and strokeprayers drip like sweat, slavery and debtWhite trash fires, unholy liarstruth falls off the edge, desire walks the ledgepolitical drugs, who picks the judgehammers of fear, moments lost to yearsGraves open and close, nuclear roseblack shadows turn, pages crumple and burnlightning or gunfire, stakes higher and higherdeath clock chimes, wind…
we cannot be delivered from,
one cannot be healed of the disease,he does not acknowledge having…we cannot escape the graspof our mortal feeding egos…until we break the glass,and see the sky beyond,and taste it for ourselves.the primitive man discovering fire,the first living beings that movedfrom sea to land…the mountains the day after,the waters divided,the snail, the spider, the moss covered…
Nor do you know who you are?
Wouldn’t you be better off claiming to have amnesia?
That will give the people who think they know you,
A reason to continue to ignore you…
And you will have a reason not to care!
Think about it!
At least you will commit to do something constructive.
And no one will notice how good you are at it!
You wont have to worry about impressing anyone.
Test me…
I’ll let you know if it works!
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To feel not done,
With more to accomplish,And much more to pursue.Hoping what one did,Has represented one’s best.But no one really knows that better.No one but the one…Who critiques oneself,Harsher than the rest.To satisfy in submission undenied,A mission with a goal to complete.No socializing comes to one…That one who with self competes.And to understand this,No one can.No one…Than the…
If I can not say I love you,
Because I do.Without offending.Or sending a message,I did not intend.Because what I feel…Is not being comprehended?Too much of it I give and send?Then I need to take my love somewhere else.Since I am certainly not going to leave it…With anyone who can not recognize,Or believe what my love is?I am not playing let’s make a…
Think of my words as a salad.
And sometimes it’s not wanted,Or thought to be valid.I offer a taste of variety.I don’t expect everything sampled,To have everyone leave pleased!I’m a gourmet of sorts one might say.Not a specialist of one dish…But a cook of assortments on display.If something is nibbled,And the bite is not right…That is the way I feel,With my changing…
I can appreciate and understand
Something is extremely flattering about that!However…You having fantasies about me,With someone else…AND I am available?Somehow I don’t find that amusingFlattering OR forgivable!That’s why I want a divorce.For you to say I am not understanding…Is more ridiculous than you can imagine!Of course I said I was flattered!Just because you were ‘just’ next door,Enjoying our neighbor’s new…
Houses built on stilts,
Folks believing their stubbornness…Will be ignored by nature when nature shifts.Earthquakes and volcano blasts,Are soon to join hurricane and tornado winds.No one is here to conquer Mother Nature.She has been speaking.And no one has listened.People in tears and fleeing with items they collect.Praying to God they are not victims next.But a truth about who we…
If you are on the outside…
However…If you ‘are’ on the inside,‘Who’ and ‘what’ are you looking out for?Even those there with you,Are trying to figure that out for themselves!Since they all believed…They had been sheltered!
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Or that time, when we first met,
As Time stopped, the world did too
And existing from that moment,
There was you and only you.
How you filled my empty life,
With the dreams of ‘it’s just right’
How I’ve loved you ever since,
How you saved me from despair,
Knowing, love for life was there.
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I am not one to be enamored
Poetically written,But when it happensAnd I’m poetically smittenWith feelings that are written,Forever in my heart,That poem staysAnd each time I read it,In heavenly rapture,My heart sways.A sort of love-story,Like when someone prays.
We live on a volcano
Nothing remains stable,Trying to anticipate,Always has been rough.
Luminous Love,
If found,Never let it go,The only true pathTo happiness,That Anyone,Shall ever know.
What a poem can express,
With just a few words,A whole lifetime of feelingsYou can scan,Lifetime, feelings, wordsPaper, pen, blend,From beginning to end.
Gone are the caresses
Now I must content myselfWith virtual love,Difficult to doWhen all you’ve ever lived forIs, ‘I love you’.Difficult to face each morning,Without a vital yearningDifficult to faceThat song, without music,When you’re alone.
It’s unbelievable,
Mean and lean, just with words,No props,And at the same time,Visualize, create feelings,Touch a nerve,Never was the reader better served!
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We question,
Leading to discovery,
To think is to Be,
What?
What are We?
That’s also a Mystery!
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Before there were friars,
Who can you believe, today?Communications are meantTo purposely deceive,And torment.Bombarded by false news,Invaded by trivia,Society falls,And decency stallsAs we all dance our wayInto oblivion,And spend maybe, another trillionAs we waste away,In just another useless day.
Devils as presidents?
Or just having a nightmare,In History’s bed?PSIf you take the D off Devil,What does it say?Evil,That’s absolutely right!
What do we want?
Something owned, something lent?Just some Magic that’s for rent?Always searching, searching, searching,While Life passes as hearsay,By the time you turn around,Everything has gone away!
Poems,
Be repressed,That must beExteriorized,Put at rest,Yet expressed,With loving passion,In writings that are,Your sincerest,Your very best.
You were mine
As you deserved to be loved,There was this charisma about you,That inspired more than love.I never told you this,For fear that you would laughAnd leave me standing thereLike a passenger without a fare,Who had missed the bus.You never did feel the same way,So we drifted far apartWhere the land is dry,And the sea is grey,And…
To like is not to love
You do not like your enemyWhom you will never loveNo matter what is taughtNor what people will try to sayPlease, lets not be hypocritesAnd pretend, we love ‘everyone’All the time, and every single day.