Obama pledged 'fundamentally changing' Nation
intently cracking her traditional foundation
First black to Chair Republic
nefarious corruption and failures historic
Eight years Superfly strutted around
almighty he was foolishly crowned
Barack's arrogance off the chart
he turned bullshitting into an art
Biden Presidency clearly not legitimate
theft of election indubitably deliberate
Stolen by Liberty crushing Globalist
Bioweapon release executed by terrorist
Soros and Gates demon elite
monster Fauci world should delete
Wars waged all about greed
sacrificing lives their inhumane creed
Human beings are evil incarnated
"Gift of life" vastly overrated
Aforementioned said with heavy heart
the wicked tear goodness apart
Since beginning ONE true calamity
that being existence of humanity
Beyond disheartening but sadly true
immeasurable evidence backs my view
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Posted: Mar 2022
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peacefully protesting
LBF
copyright 3/2/22
rearranged 6/23
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I once saw Bigfoot in the woods
He was carrying a tennis racket
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Posted: Mar 2022
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keep 'em brief, mental images
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For a time, you took him in
and loved him back to health ...
For a time, you did what you could
so that test his once broken wing ,
dare once more , he would ...
Sometimes it's the RIGHT thing to do
so he can try
to spread his wings
and once again into the wild he can fly ,
be the best man he can be
though every part of you
is mourning with this goodbye ...
Sometimes, it's the ONLY thing you can do,
even though to your eyes it brings tears ...
Hoping against hope,
amidst all your fears,
he will, some day, find his way back to you too ...
And you're left deeply wishing, eventually, he realizes
that, all this time,
his heart has, in truth,
already found its home in you ...
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Posted: Feb 2022
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Inspired by a song from the Philippines sung in my native Tagalog originally ...
https://youtu.be/LiTbbZua-F0 and one of the better English translation sung by an amateur Filipina ..
https://youtu.be/oPLbWtq4iqw Coming from a culture that embraces the sadness and tears of lost/failed love ... as much as the euphoric joy it can bring .... which is why such songs, no matter how sad... easily become immortally popular amongst us, no matter where in the world we may be ...
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There comes a time
when we don't get impressed
with the "butterflies in the stomach"
or the "fireworks" any longer ...
There comes that time when we look
for that feeling of deepening connection
growing stronger ...
The "sweeping off your feet" ,
wining and dining ... fail to make you feel complete ...
The good looks or flashy things
have long felt stale and quite obsolete ...
It's more the yearning
to truly connect intellectually, spiritually,
and emotionally ....
So conversations never falter
but flow fluidly like forest spring's water...
So the most trivial in life everyday ,
gives much more gladness
in every imaginable way ...
It's nothing to do anymore with any material thing ...
Instead, it's already about
that often elusive indescribable feeling
that only the right human connection can bring ...
Which in the end gives the affirmation,
that to arrive at true Love's destination ...
Simple is often the best
for that thing called human happiness
when we embark on the precarious quest ...
Where inspite of the hinders & frustration,
that put many of us to the gruelling test ,
With unwavering hope and perseverance,
their faith has come to be finally blessed ...
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Posted: Feb 2022
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The riverboat eased downstream Wallace resting
on sacks of fruit, he cursed his boots as his feet swelled.
Two laconic barefoot fishermen squinting in the evening light
ran lines into the opaque waters.
He could observe the jungle expanse from his post,
verdant and vined, primitive noises and life, it seemed neither friend nor foe.
At least he had met Atkins, who he trusted with jungle lore, and despite his
apparent predilection for opium, he knew Atkins had sway with the village elders, and could muster men to a cause. Tomorrow they would set out across the flats towards the hills, with rifles, supplies, water and quinine.
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Posted: Feb 2022
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still rolling
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Present mandate encourages demonizing White's
minority criticism violation of human right's
Endless propagandizing to validate victimhood
overplayed nonsense thwarts potential brotherhood
Blacks shamelessly preach unequal treatment
their actions in no way equivalent
Societies heightened anxiety minorities own
falsehoods shouted outta every microphone
Black leaders simply bury their head
silent about shooting each other dead
They obviously love fueling the flame
long ago mastered deflecting blame
Only blacks have endured victimization
their culture alone faces discrimination
Forget Uyghurs only black's matter
BLM newest spewing racist chatter
Stop promulgating such divisive nonsense
try grasping the collateral consequence
Let us ALL live free
if not 'America 1st' flee
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Posted: Feb 2022
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Just Saying...
Just Truth!
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Guns the perpetrators not criminal scum
to demented ideology, we'll never succumb
2nd Amendment liberal's thirst to negate
republics Constitution others yearn to eradicate
Reason behind confiscating our arms Nefarious
infantile arguments rarely less than hilarious
Guns shooting themself has certain appeal
pistol gangs annihilating street gang's ideal
Guns mostly irrelevant in unspeakable crimes
one people maliciously perpetuate olden times
Quit demonizing the poor innocent guns
in DC mendacity delivered in tons
Guns can't kill their handlers do
advocate intrepidly about what's actually true
Fear Not indoctrinated fools deemed 'Woke'
on unfounded bullshit they'll inevitably choke
'We The People' shan't relinquish protection
for America and her Patriots preservation
copyright 2/25/22
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Posted: Feb 2022
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Just Saying!
Just Truth!
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Before our paths crossed ,
our lives unfolded on their individual own ,
as we gathered experiences
both sweet and bitter ...
Eventually we met,
all the wiser but quite wearier ...
The chinks in our armor
a little more worse for wear ,
but not our self-worth nor capacity to love,
of which we are more deeply aware ...
But for me
that is the beauty and strength
of having the right person ...
To travel Life's journey with,
through all the years and every season ...
Then both can together recover, strengthen,
thrive ... and not merely survive ...
To make it easier and perhaps faster to heal,
to strengthen each other's resolve & will ...
So that , in the end,
your time ... my time ...
if only given the chance
and allowed to merge into one ...
With mutual resolve, faith, and perseverance ,
finding strength in indomitable coherence ,
Yours and mine will then become
a more fulfilling happier "our" time
never ever to crumble... never ever to be undone ...
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Posted: Feb 2022
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Midnight in the darkness
The large snow flakes fall
Illuminated only an instant
Passing by my window
Slowly growing in a pile
My eyes still longing sleep
Stare blankly into the yard
The white lines running
Follow down the length
Of the red barn boards
Silence of a winter night
Even the softest sounds
Are absorbed and muffled
By the soft cold feathers
Of the fresh fallen snow
Glowing in the gray mist
A hidden moon struggles
To keep in celestial flight
Giving an even duller light
And barely a tree a shadow
Midnight in the darkness
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Posted: Feb 2022
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Inspired by an awoken dream and view out my bedroom window looking over the meadow in late winter creating this dark mood.
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Dont care much for the story
which we all have heard before...
But ... ohhh the music videos
of the choice romantic scenes ,
leave me wanting for more ...
Just pulls at my heartstrings
till they almost break ...
For a romantic to the core like me,
such as a moth to a flame ,
myself giddy and warm they make ...
For even as it brings tears to my eyes almost ,
I can not steer my gaze away ,
( Well ... to a bearded Ryan Gosling how can I say "Nay" ?)
To soak it all in and gladfully obey,
nor turn off the songs being sung,
The heart just tingling, as if it were once more young ...
Like a bumblebee
I'm drawn to Love's sweetest fragrance ...
akin to nothing resembling
of manmade substance ...
Love's loss can inflict
the deepest pain and most lasting scars ...
But on the other hand,
its granted gift
feels deep inside as beholding the twinkling stars...
The warm glow of each treasured moment
filling your chest of unforgettable happy memoirs ...
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Posted: Feb 2022
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