Since the age of the dinosaur,
When all of Nature ruled supreme,
Then all was run by Gaia's Law,
And this new Earth was one blue dream,
Before the dawning of our age,
That heard the first tree-monkey scream,
Then whence from Evolution's page,
Stepped out the first bipedal ape,
To beat his chest in hairy rage,
And to yell with his mouth agape,
Then later on savanah plain,
Did he then make his great escape,
As there, now, does a trace remain,
Of his ancient hominid bones,
To lie there in the dust's refrain,
As the Creationist now groans,
To hear me tell of this stark truth,
His fantasy - he now bemoans,
Those fossil bones, in stone, are proof,
Of these long times, (now gone before),
When the cave's vaulted stony roof,
Girdled Man on its dusty floor,
The nascent Human newly mint,
From the long eons of his war,
For the first Eve, was hairy bint,
When so hairy was her glory,
And the first Adam did newly hint,
(Though, well, that's another story),
And so now, to, the Globe at large,
Came our Man all gruff and hoary,
Upon the World Stage, he did barge,
As the hair fell from his body,
The primal brain, it did enlarge,
He walked straight just like a rod - he,
Held up the Earth, like Atlas, now,
With a confidence not shoddy,
But this I say: - I do avow,
"What's become of Humanity?"
With each as greedy as a sow,
In this world's gross inanity,
Ship run aground on shallow shoals,
When all is but a vanity,
His burning of the oil and coals,
Does now heat this sickly planet,
As Earth, it, in the Cosmos rolls,
(Well, I doubt a god did plan it),
So this, his globe, he now must cool,
Or, to everything, say: "Damn it",
Well, yes, Mankind, has been a fool,
With his overpopulation,
And, this, I say, must be his rule:
STOP!, before there is damnation!
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Posted: Nov 2022
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Cast off on your saintly voyage you wretched sinner
Puff your chest so full of yourself what a disgusting winner
Can’t you please understand there’s really no right or wrong
What you define as inferior may be in my own way just as strong
The world is so full of hypocrites who cast their evil gaze
And expect as much from diplomats with such practiced craze
Be aware that most will just agree to let you rule so seldom
For in the end our votes will send you down the road to freedom
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Posted: Dec 2011
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Freedom is universal !!!!
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I hear your cries,I hear your plees I'm trying to help ,but no one seems to care. The help is it to late? Did I wait to long?
Is everyone so scared that they have no voice? What can I do to help you see that this is not the way? That if we keep quiet we will perish ,because we said nothing, did nothing. What will it take to convince all that we are the ants? Thats we out number them ,not they out number us. We are the ones if we stand united we can and will prevail. they cannot kill us all ,nor can they kill our rights. If we are alive we are obligated to be heard , to fight until we are gone, until we have drawn our last breathe. Don't be scared I will not stop till i'm gone from this world neither should you. I know we are scared but ,our numbers should bring you comfort. For if thirty million stand together noone can stop that. Stand with me and fight , for I'll fight for you.
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Posted: Feb 2013
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we are ants they are grass hoppers
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am like a prism
of many colors
when am down my world is black
darkness i see and i feel sad
the dark lonly days i feel no hope the gloom
i give out sad depressed feelings that linger like a cloud over me this is my black days
when am happy my color turns blue happy i am the light from my blue shines so bright like a weight lifted of my chest i feel so glade bright the blue feeling i have inside
happy to be alive wish all day where my blue days
some days i see red pain and anger i feel tormented by pain of bitterness this pain hurts my mind and body makes me moody
takes me to place inside my mind anger ifeel bitterness and sad
moody i becum am no fun to be around these days are no fun
bitterness i feel to the outside world
these red day lead to my days of gloom into the world of black am consumed
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Posted: Feb 2013
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Author: Unknown
Tis Mind Boggling!
Mine is not to reason why, mine is but to do or die!
Tis like seeing a sinking ship go under the water of a stormy sea.
Down goes marriage without a hope!
This is a dictionary question … Whether tis nobler to lose the centuries old premise of marriage, the dictionary says, marriage is a legal union of a man and a woman.
Or to take up a sea of troubles and change the dictionary’s significance and accept the new marriage revolution of the concept that marriage can also be between two individual men or between two individual woman whom can be married together under the eyes of the law.
Aye, there’s the rub forcing this upon the multitude, by lobbyists, government, power and money.
Whether tis nobler in the mind and the courts, to consummate this act by the minority, without the will of the majority.
Tis a shot-gun wedding by the Federal courts and the individual States. Does this man take this man or does this woman take this woman as their lawful spouse in the eyes of our new connived laws?
It use to be a man and woman in a mass of Holy or Civil matrimony was for the purpose of procreating children and family life … but what now?
Now to say the least, to promote such a radical change of centuries old tradition is mind boggling to the naive.
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Poem
Old Marriage style passing bye
Is the new fashion for you and I
Does man and woman’s marriage and their love stand a chance
Or do we live In a revolution of wanton hopeless romance
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Confused, I think I’d rather just live together! Lol
Tis not my place to judge!
The Multitude are on their own!
I have no opion,just an observation ...
Author
JimEee
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Times change!
I have no opion just an observation!
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No matter you're path you won't it to be stationary,
Surrounded by war without a place to call a sanctuary.
Gunfire and blood surround me on these once peaceful streets,
Where we hung out as we played beats with our feets.
They call me insane because I'm hoping for a peace,
Yet we have issues and wars seeping through the crease.
Our voices get mulled by the screams from all around,
Even as we have to bury the souls of the innocent into the ground
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
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?
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Time lost to thee
Ancient as the old oak tree
Fleeting as the bumble bee
Grasp for that little glee
The caged bird wishes to be free
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
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.
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Author: Unknown
Bury the blame in protocol,
Drown the shame in alcohol,
Bury the names you don't recall,
Drown the flames and bury us all.
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Posted: Feb 2013
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My fellow Americians I would like to speak
today on the school shootings
I think we should hxycklng and hughxcjjmvk
this situation more carefully..
Guns should be yzhvkjmkcbzggxjnjffccmmkc
or at least ckvmjxhxxcjcnc, and everybody
knows that a loaded gun might xkvkhxhmmvmm
and kill someone..
But! To be quite clear on this subject I HCJCVVxvgv
and hccddcvmjkfkvk jccj vkvvg cjvvkkmvvk mgvkbk
for the long term.
You, of course would say that I am full of shjfflbmmv
and bull mmmk.
We have a solution which is to talk this thing to death
until the next child gets shmmffkkktvv and ucmkkvhjpl.
I think I have made my case so get off my asshgbhvkkmk.
To be jcmgfcjkgvmkgmkkmmmik should show the world
how nuts we junogkkolkooblll are
Thank you-----
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Posted: Jan 2013
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When the chinese used fireworks for celebrations
They used a black powder called gunpowder, it has two
Practical uses for making harmess fireworks or creating
Explosions for rocket missiles during their wars, the same
Was also used for rifles and guns, they celebrated their
Chinese New Year with these exploading fireworks, but as
Time went on the gunpowder was used to make a huge
Explosion by a man called Guy Fawkes, he planned to blow
Up the British Houses of Parliament, his plan misfired and
He was caught along with his accomplices, and sent to jail.
England now celebrates this night as Guy Fawkes Night
It is on the 5th of November, and families get together
As they burn an effigy of Guy Fawkes on a bonfire.
They also have a large firework display during this event.
Yes gunpowder has many uses and it is used for good
Purposes as well as evil, it can be also used in Dynamite
An explosive which has been used in construction in
Various ways for good, or misused by theives to blow up
Bank vaults, but all these different variations of uses
The end result is that it nearly always goes off with a bang.
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
(January 2013) This is a little different from my usual poems as you will all find out when you read.... "Off With A Bang"
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