I know by now there is no magic,
And that we’re all a bunch of dopes.
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House of HorrorsUniversity of scoundrelsFraudulent scanner.Dishonest as the day is long,They have not one honest boneIn their discourse or mannerThey know nothing of honestyOnly dishonor!So many people in the world,Why do the very worstGet to carry. the governing banner?But as the brilliant Tocqueville said,‘Each people has the government they deserve’So maybe we are not so…
Poetry was made for you,
Elevated to a scaleWhere there is no celebration,Of others, there’s no call,For they simply don’t exist,You have devoured their throne,Set aside their domination,You reign thru your Soul,Poetry Perfection, that is All.
So much in Poetry is Feelings,
But I’d rather express my feelings,Than with indifference be hit
There are no friends,
That live within a screen,A mouse, a finger points and texts,All feelings in betweenWhile twitter, tweets all you can say,Compressed and Guillotined.No friendly voice is ever heard,No longer words have sound,A message on a screen is all,You’ll ever find around
Beautiful Poetry,
As it ages, it becomes divine.
Concerned, good people of the World,
Fight poverty and ignoranceAnd vision turned, bad circumstanceThat bring on pain, dictator’s holdBe brave, be firm, be good, be bold.Fight evil men, the Misanthropes,Those that take us for constant dopesThat put the world in danger stillTo exercise their Evil will.And then, make sure you fight for Peace,For understanding and love’s leaseTry to eliminate all War,All…