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You look so happy
and even a bit yappy
You don't seen no sin
or where you've been
Carry no Tales
For what that entails
Smile with your Mate
and eat your cake
Pay your Taxes
Watch the news and relaxes
Miss the fact that the world is reacting
To the damage it has infacting
Global warming comes with no warning
You won't see it or wake up mourning
The end is somewhere
Could be but you don't care
I'm Jealous
Oblivious

From the day I was born as a baby to the present day
Growing up as a child I discovered various difficult tasks
Including learning the English language also maths and
Other subjects. Things became harder during my teen years
Pubity and love, I knew nothing about, high school I left when I
Was sixteen then looked for work it was not easy but managed
To handle it well. I played sport like Squash, ice skating,and
Others, money was hard when I received my first credit card
It was not long before it was a test of nerves using it as the debit
Was building up. Eventually getting married in the late 1970’s
We had two girls. Problems of raising them I realised, organising
The family was a big responsibility for us both, The children
Went to school, purchasing school clothing stretched the budget
As time went on the children grew up and eventually left home in
The 90’s, living in government housing helped us but other pressures
Crept in I was out of work, getting the dole while trying desperate
Finding work to no effect as later I retired living to survive in 2000.
Divorce followed and then the dreaded Diabetes which claimed
My left leg. 2018 I was in hospital recovering from my injury
Then physiotherapy training me with a prosthetic leg, all the pain and
Suffering, everything was almost normal, in 2022 in February my
Glucose level was very high, the Ambulance took me to hospital
Where I was later put in various nursing homes. It was very hard for me
To adjust to being enslaved in these homes, as I suffered traumatic
Experience beyond belief being starved regularly, I could not adapt
To these circumstances, this is were I am staying living with no hope
Of having no quality of life hardly seeing family members. A terrible
Epitaph for me victim of bad doctors, their medication and amputation
Which has robbed me of a normal life, I am sitting in my bed now
Writing this. My future is uncertain, nothing to look forward to
My life what’s left of it, when I sleep I think of things that I loved to do
My family, friends it makes me want to cry, Where do I go from here .?

John Ginesi (Author)
6/10/2022

The brain is the body’s power source for the mind
While used on a regular basis daily for either good or evil
It is never challenged when children are born to the
World, at that point it is looked upon God’s gift to
The parents. As time advances we discover the child’s
Full potential as the mind tends to decide whether the
Child has developed all that can be learnt by education
From schooling and the arts, sometimes the child becomes
A genius or may take a darker path of criminal activity.
This is were the mind enters this scenario. The child must
Realise by using the treasures of his mind the world will be
A better place for all. Choosing a career in medicine may be
One option healing the sick, another might become a teacher
Educating the next generation of children, all of this the mind
Will assist with inspiration and intelligence.
Then we have to view life as another child would envision.
The world could represent a different and eerie view of horror
Turning his back on society, may become a dictator as we have
Witnessed in our past centuries, using the mind to seek war
For personal profits, hurting families and friends, who knows
What damage will prevail. The outcome rests with our future
Families whether they choose a peaceful existence or war
Which no one will profit from. The treasure of the mind is there
To be used for the benefit of mankind, it must never be used
For man’s downfall.

John Ginesi (Author)
(c) 17/10/22

A thought for no rhyme or reason
Just maybe for this moment in the season

Lost in your eyes dreaming to hear your hungering sigh
With each gentle kiss
the taste of your tongue with a hiss

Your ever flowing stream of love
how it fits so snug like a glove
You cover me like a warm cozy blanket
It keeps me safe from the troubles of the world
Yet, I know I'm just lying to myself
in believing any word or thought
you convey for you have shown your ways just about every day.

Such beauty and charm to consider what's the harm?

Yet,one thing that keeps you near to my ear as I long to kiss your tears and trade them for love to dispel your fears

Your message is always clear and I heard it for many years
You are in very much pain and I know I drive you insane

Never have I seen such loyalty for such a fool like me I just don't understand what you see

Yet, is it only of your need until someone or something better comes along to make you crumble to your knees?

There is no rhyme or reason to the things you say or do and maybe that's why I am so crazy about you

In this world you are lucky to find one loyal friend to the bitter end

People and circumstances change like the wind and they love to play as long as the game is going their way

When you are down and out and lost in the fray you know who your friends are come that dark desolate day

Oh some may profess they were your friend but, only if you walk their way
In this arena many cry for someone to dance to their song
Even if they feel yours is wrong

Yet, one thing that leads to their dismay
They don't give the effort or time to what they believe it leads to a question who have they really decieved?

Ye shall know a tree by its fruit it bears hence, ye will know who really cares.

The brain is the body’s power source for the mind
While used on a regular basis daily for either good or evil
It is never challenged when children are born to the
World, at that point it is looked upon God’s gift to
The parents. As time advances we discover the child’s
Full potential as the mind tends to decide whether the
Child has developed all that can be learnt by education
From schooling and the arts, sometimes the child becomes
A genius or may take a darker path of criminal activity.
This is were the mind enters this scenario. The child must
Realise by using the treasures of his mind the world will be
A better place for all. Choosing a career in medicine may be
One option healing the sick, another might become a teacher
Educating the next generation of children, all of this the mind
Will assist with inspiration and intelligence.
Then we have to view life as another child would envision.
The world could represent a different and eerie view of horror
Turning his back on society, may become a dictator as we have
Witnessed in our past centuries, using the mind to seek war
For personal profits, hurting families and friends, who knows
What damage will prevail. The outcome rests with our future
Families whether they choose a peaceful existence or war
Which no one will profit from. The treasure of the mind is there
To be used for the benefit of mankind, it must never be used
For man’s downfall.

John Ginesi (Author)
(c) 17/10/22

we laughed, we fought, we made up
that's what we did and more
we learned many a things, did we not?
we discovered so much about this world

we drank our tears, we swallowed our pride
oh what a journey, we dug into the past
one glitz and it vanished, our focus got distracted
now we are separated, our friendship ended

but such is life, mysterious as the pyramids
we might have a little knowledge of what was and ifs
but the truth is, we're so weak and flawed
in our quest we'd never succeed

I am thinking, what a waste of my efforts and my hopes
if only words don't hurt, I'd be a glorious walk
tonight I might dream, it's all an illusion
might as well be for I am ready for the new morn

but what if....that's only a question

Wearing robes of crimson, orange and gold
Short or tall and age young or old
Every autumn dancing at the royal ball
Swirling and swaying to the cool wind of fall

Moving in time to the musical breeze
Coppertone and bronze sentries guard with ease
Fairies – pixies and angels flitting about
Flying here and there among the royal crowd

The event only lasts a brief time each year
It happens when winter is drawing near
Forest and field animals running all around
Gathering up droppings from their royal crowns

Dancing so hard that their robes fly all around
Sending crimson, orange and gold to the ground
Thus with no coat their limbs are now bare
Standing there proudly not seeming to care

New robes will arrive all pure and white
Floating down from above what a beautiful sight
Sunlight showing sparkling diamond tears
Ending the Royal Ball for another year

Slowly life leaves her
Not willingly
Fighting
For every breath

As she drops to the ground
The strand breaks
And the pearls cascade
Around her dead body

"The Quotes Garden"


[ XIV ]


To the bards

"Yee, bards! Draw out your quills with thirsty silver feathers
And fill this cup of loneliness! Let’s raise it to the heavens!
O, you, forever thriving hearts, like beggars peeled off leathers,
- In such a wilderness, your presence brings the lofty ravens!
How to not feel such lore, by noble paths of life, you mighty bards,
When all the earthly kings bow down their heraldry to taste
A glimpse of peace, from everlasting fragrance, in their yards,
As if their fame, or treasures, withers, for a silence’s waste!?..
Yee, bards! You seal my broken heart, with chants of golden harps,
To soothe this weeping, roaring beast who lurks into the darkness!
O, let me grieve along my dying muse, as nightingale enwraps
Such ravishing remembrance that I so ought to harness in my madness!
For nothing else, now matters – in such pursuit of happiness, to be
Alike a shadow in the mist, without a purpose – banished forever
From such a cruel word in which my fate resides; my love for thee,
Has split, within our shared grave; - and so I weep, I weep, I weep:
Yee, bards, take me along your path, for this silence I endeavour!.. "


©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

I was thinking as I was just walking
Through the bottom woods one day
Autumn sun rays were still angling
Through the enormous crimson canopy
So many bright Red and Scarlet
Mixing with many Orange and Yellow
Leaves dazzling falling all around me
Above me a passing flock of Canada geese
Noisily cackling formation in their large V
I watched in awe with such wonder pass
Now what lays before me as I make my way
Knowing it won’t be long now maybe a few more
Cold fronts and those wet cold showers
And in no time just like I snap my fingers
Seasons change and it becomes winter again