Letter the world 6
Growing up we are taught that the definition to insanity is repeating the same action over and over again with the idea you will receive a different result. Yet every 2 or 4 years we vote for these "people" who lie to us just so they can pad their resume.
Thoughts on Ferguson
The cop who shot Michael Brown resigned because he thought it would calm the violence that has erupted out of this tragedy. He still hasn't been brought to trial. Seems cops can kill anyone they want because it's really about the state mattering more than the people.
blinded by an illusion
take the responsibility bombing naked people backto Stone Age the responsibility is mine to rebuild your home or hospital schools to show them I did not want to bomb you but I was scared of youtreat others differently and the way I treat myself I am
Night At The Movie Theater
I go to about two movies a month. I also have Netflix that I get about eight movies a month. I also watch movies from the library, and my own collection. My latest movies are Bad Grampa 0.5 and Little Fockers.
A Night at the Casino
The life of a gambling couple.
IED
I was reading an article in my latest National Geographic about the soldiers making masks as a part of their therapy and recovery from injuries to their brains from the shock waves created by these IEDs.
~Don't you know who I am~
Said that suit stood on shoes To lessen your fears To brighten your views. While a podium he rides Throwing words on the wind. Don't you know who I am Shoehold gripping the door As a flexible wall Moments him in check. Key to the city
T'was the Day After Christmas
This was inspired by the Twas the night before Christmas....... I changed the majority of thewords. Used a few from the original. Im not posting this to say its mine, so I dont know who to get permission from.....but hope you like this anyway.
The Shadow Of The Guillotine
How a violent invention became a useful tool in society. Written 30th November 2013.
I stand alone
I am not who you say I am. It's your vile evaluation. Another of your "cheer me" scams To endorse your own salvation. How many more cheers do you expect to win Before you're exposed, you crone? Enjoy your reign vein Queen. I choose to stand
Video Games
I have enjoyed my video games for a long time now. I'm not into the role playing games like Zelda, preferring easy to play games like Ms. Pacman and Qix.
Cold, Hard Realities
Sensory stimuli make us naturally react: Happiness, laugh, Jealousy, mad, Heartbreak, sad, Offensive, attack, Victory, glad. This is just a matter of fact. We know who our friends are: We know who we can tell almost anything. We know
good and bad
So many things can be good when their bad You have to be happy when you know you are sad I like to watch the very best whether its watching a fight or a bird in its nest There is so much bad In so much that's good Its in every man an
DARE
Just started reading a book on the ineffectiveness of most charities. As this is the time of year to give to charity, I found it very interesting on how the number of charities has grown since our founding with the pilgrims. They now number 1.4 million.
Veteran in waiting...
It is appreciated by most, if not all.. the flamboyant and sometimes contrived ... "Thanks" given to all of us that have worn the uniform. The greatest reward you could give us - Never again tolerate a Presidential administration or a
Poverty
Poverty is shackled human spirits burdened with ignorance with no relation to power or mission. Its mucky existence can be repeated from generation to generation with premission to be re-birthed. Carefully crafted adjustments in education and real
Something's Missing
They don't like old fashioned talk But since they no longer listen Things haven't gone so well Something's missing and it seems that no one can tell It's all about war And the weather isn't right Everybody's got to have more But holding le
Whispered Freedom
Emancipation was the key to the Promised Land, a sweeter, brighter, a more blissful life stretched out over time. The thoughts of freedom and freedoms came fearful like a powerful wave of sea water; a steadily crashing movement moving more away that
How Many Have to Die?
Bewildered as black people we stand between friends and foes, merging from different forms of slavery, but yet to be free; abandoned by the promise of forty acres and a mule to stake their lot. From the righteous ambition of this ill-fated notion we
making breakfast for the wolves
The maintenance man, at the request of a tenant cut branches from a tree outside her window so she could see the driveway.?? I thought what would happen if the tree did not turn c leaves because they could no longerolors in the fall because of too much cutting? Would we bargin an artist for his pallet to paint the colors on the leaves because they could no change themselves. There is no more snow for sleighs oly wet mud and mireand the sleighs are chewed up by the mud. Have we become so lax ss to give gall to a thirsting lam as they did the Lamb of God? Is there any hopthat we will care or will we become breakfast for the wolves??
Online madness...
I created this poem because I hear many saying this site is a lie or scam or chock full of liars,cheaters and the like and guess what? That pretty much describes ALL of our world and social structure since NO ONE will help or not much gets equated therein without mass involvement to accredit someone or something t to get it all handed to stopping the demise or degradation to filth and demoralization of our world,like Miley Cyrus and Lady Gaga and the like,online sex and "social sites" and not many even know what a church or GOD is for or about anymore and now all one see's is women that lay on their tails expecting males to hand it all over to them or make the first move so they blame them in the end when they walk away looking for more freebies or handouts or their version of right and wrong or expects...it's on every level now folks...and next it the babies and children being handed the keys and accounts and such...hell I just heard of a BABY being charged for murder in the east somewhere! What will it come to? Chaos and total destruction of all we know? Sounds about proper considering where we all came from as an Agrarian society. What WERE the pilgrims thinking when they walked away from THEIR "modern" world to come wrestle the Freedom and spirit away from the natives here and elsewhere? THINK about it now...how much longer can a world in ecological and economical distress go on this way? Yet so many shrug their shoulders and act like a doris day movie is where we're all at or existing of now...cement and steel and newer ways to destroy the ecology and our ties to nature? And no one even wonders anymore where it'll end up as global warming has become an actuality? VOLCANOS and Earthquakes and Tsunamis and unbreathable atomosphere is what! Mark my words it's coming like a freight train and the only mentioning resolve is being side tracked,two stepped and just doing his own thing now since the repuke-licans fuct that idea of resolve up...congress is retarded the way it "deals" with that and other issues now too! Goodbye cruel world...not much time left now for ANY resolve at all...good work worrying about your s*xual parts and supposed desires...soon you won't have to worry of that either! So go back to eternal sleep and dismiss...you deserve to be happy that way...now aren't you glad you have something else to b*tch about fellow hominid,for awhile...No wonder online dating is nightmare.
Just a daily routine
It's more of a rap for fun but it's a true story
Where are we now?
Just that stagnant feeling you get sometimes
A Fale Reality
rld continues its merry way On second thoughts it is not so merry Imprisoned in this Hologram so blithe All is in order or so it seems But the order is not our making Helpless in ignorance sleeeping Like lambs gamboling in spring We rejoice in
Life's Path
Basic poem that I wrote. Got a lot of good comments online so I thought I would post it. None of the categories fit...it is about life in general in my opinion.
CONTROL
With all the things the world has to offer, why is it, as we get older, we become softer? With all the inspirations one can muster, why does life become cluttered? As we try to be the best we can, with good intentions not everything goes to plan. Lif
Among the Battle Scene
Whether you make a dollar or a billion we are 100% human. Most wars are caused by greed, fear, or power yet thousands of lives are lost due to wars. Does anyone see spoils from a victory? Or do we sacrifice lives for something the public sees no benefits. Why is war the first option? Why are we not able to see things from the others point of view?
The Rose of York
The younger one.
What shall we do today?
What shall we do today if tomorrow does not come in it's usual way? Now that the line is drawn what shall our world be like come the dawn? The powers that be are toying with the future of a terrible atrocity which is about to unfold who know
Nightmare on Elm street, er, no... Part I
This happened to Madalena, a sweet friend of mine living in South Africa, just a few days ago…:- Madalena: Im off to Northen Cape to visit X___[her son], he works there. Two Saturdays ago something terrible happened. Z____[a friend of ours] and h
Nightmare on Elm street, er, no... Part II
Madalena: One bullet grazed his arm one went thru his chest side ways and out thru the side of his chest & thru his arm. P___[my name…] Im going to board soon so might not finish now… Me: ok, love you please let me know, I'M GLAD YOU'RE OK, MY LOV
The Question of Time
Migration drop the ashen cloak the closing stages, a time of yore, nestlings raring for the yellow dots rage. The roast folds the carbon diffusion release the form, a blade oil and stone shave the steel. Icy blanket of white death emotional he
just walk on by
Taken from expirence.
SOGAATH
Bad-bahtiye sogaath'an imrozey kawaar'aa kant braath'e keh beh bith duzhmin sadd duzhminey kaar'aa kant hoonaani drradey aamaach jonaani bazein jangal shaantul tahe sheehzaar'aa teerani tawar'aa kant BALACH nah meeraan ent BALACH selah band e
Self
Just a short rant about the world we live in and how I struggle to fit in.
No Alternatives
Its all a game.
The big theater
The grey curtain rising down… You had a choice… Be on stage, o background corner Would you use your opportunity to last? Have you ever thought such moment would come? Making memory Nothing to go back for, nothing to feel pain for All you ha
Edge-u-may-kay-shun?
Never quite sure where to put my stuff ...lol
Who Am I Kidding
saying it still
HERAKLION
I wrote it one day when I was angry at the tourist who come here and may or may not be blind to want is happening around them.
Forgotten Mom
My Son coming from leave from the Army for the first time. His Step Mom got the video surprise on Utube, I found out he was home on facebook like everybody else... I cried for days...
911 - The Sound of Chaos
To the Hero's who gave their lives that day...