TRUTH II
Truth... We deserve it! Added verse 7/26/17 Tweaked 9/12/17
The Honest Candidate
I get tired of all the lies candidates spew on their election campaigns. For once I thought what would they really say if they told the truth.
ten words my challenge ( the pitt)
Using these ten words only consruct your poem using only the ten words Monument ,resolute, conplusive, motionless,silent,creative absent,tireless, tainted Industrial
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.
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.
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
{Change}
I keep thinking how this world is moving and I see that nothing is static. What fashion is to-day, the next day it vanishes; every day there is something new.This concept kept me thinking and I wrote this poem for a "change"
Right to water
water,water every were but not a drop to drink Enda looked out the window and he did start to think He called up the gang and they started to hatch a plan a secret tax on water that what we will do and sure the residents of the country w
Why War Is Intentionally Ignored. (WWIII)
This was an early work of mine which was fueled from frustration of everyone's attitude and ignorance towards war and the results it has on the human race.
Condasending moments
It happened to me.
Broken roots
We can no longer Live in the land of our birth when what we need only exists within Foreign lands a little Peace for our kids we can no longer Live in the land of our birth where to Live in Peace is an illusion broke
Strangers
Do we pass by like strangers within a field that could connect us where empathy still trys to touch the blind where common sense hangs by a thread on a damaged bridge that spans the cracks between us
Polarized Wealth
Manipulating people's minds, contemplating this despised profiteering. Engineering people to believe the lies that flood their vision everyday, telling them that they should stay within the lines the rich define. But I refuse to live this
Some People
Just a message about some people we are who we are but others take it to a different level.
Your Horoscope
I was reading the horoscopes in the newspaper today. Usually I read just Leo, but today I read other ones too. They seem to all have good advice, no matter when you were born.
The Banker
------make sure you watch this video of this poem being recited on... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=peX4dBEF0Vg Alan Wilson Watts (6 January 1915 – 16 November 1973) was a British-born philosopher, writer, and speaker, best known as an interpreter and populariser of Eastern philosophy for a Western audience. Born in Chislehurst, England, he moved to the United States in 1938 and began Zen training in New York. Pursuing a career, he attended Seabury-Western Theological Seminary, where he received a master's degree in theology. Watts became an Episcopal priest in 1945, then left the ministry in 1950 and moved to California, where he joined the faculty of the American Academy of Asian Studies. © mw world poems
Haiku-6
FDA approved cat sniffs it runs away I'll have some more
Haiku-7
lives crossword answers that may anger why bother just say, baaaa and take a trim, like a man
What is
What is Human what does it mean to be what does it mean to feel someone in sorrow to feel the tears of a broken child inside your borders of lets pretend so what does it mean when you proudly announce that you are
Truth
When it is centralized and compartmentalized when it is chained behind closed doors when it is brutalized and stigmatized then their illusion has now become yours
The Wall
Trump opted out of the last Republican debate because FOX refused to pay him five million dollars and he can't stand the female host. I don't know if Bernie Sanders can beat Hillary, but I hope so.
Figment
If we say nothing and pretend we do not see would our conscious agree that we should persuade our morals to believe it was just a figment a broken piece of fear and pain draging her broken batterd body from the shadows of a
We the people
Maybe im simple but i dont understand why do we hide in the lands of twisted speach why do we hide from the words that will give us alittle freedom that will make us stand head held high when we see the light within the
Ballet box
The rich may lose alittle but they will still be rich the poor will lose nothing for they will still be poor but for you who call your self middle class it shall be you we will meet on the streets and in the parks with y
Safe
Do we not live in the ruins of past pious words do we not tread the polluted waters of today do we not try to keep afloat while we hide the fear of drowning out here looking for a place thats safe
The last of us
Does our journey through the pain and the torture the rivers of blood the sacrifices that we and our familys have endured down through the ages does it all end here has the silent war that our ancestors fought so hard to kee
Cry
for the sliant tears of breaking hearts written for the woman and children whos only wish is to be simply loved
Not fair
Angel why are you crying its not fair daddy whats not fair angel mum said i cant talk about my pretend friends problems she says im being ignorant its not fair but angel dont you want to grow up to be just like your mum i do daddy i d
Fire wall
Are you missing a firewall that line of defence that warns you of the psychological intent of the trogen that wants to be your friend
Colour
It is not the colour of the skin that you live in or even where you are born it is the colour of your thoughts that define your state of mind within a world where thoughts are becoming colour blind
Dressed
Does honesty and common sense still survive in the crevices and burrows in the concrete jungles where animals are dressed as human where it is the wolves who are kings and the lion is just a flea bitten scabby old cat
No Walls
I think Canadians got it pretty sweet.
Quotes
Just some random quotes I have heard and added to others.
CincoDeCryo
We have a coworker who left early today to enjoy a Cinco De Mayo festival in Darlington, Wisconsin
Questions
Just some random questions
THAT WAS THE LEAD STORY TODAY
My take on News stations, they are like vultures looking for a corpse
Halloween Decoration
I put up my Trump sign yesterday and didn't even have it in the ground when a neighbor asked why a liberal like me would support a man like Trump. I explained it was just a Halloween decoration and later I would be putting up some skeletons and a newspaper dummy around September 15.
Honest Donald
Just having some fun with the election. Only four days left of this entertainment.
Hate holds me
To bring the tone and collapse the conversion, Token of the corpse of the tongue, Crave my dagger as I rip you a new hole, As my thunder strikes the sun, Bigoted minds explore my temptress of hate, For those that I condemn and forsake, Br