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Blacks are THE racist of hater's
elders groom Next Gen race baiter's
Failing historic cities oppressed blacks' "lead"
DC Mayor Bowers a joke indeed

Referring to Caucasians as 'Cracker's' OK
victim Mayor Adams 'rolls that way'
Black and White comprehension not alike
others rightly communicate more civil like

Blacks don't accidently mock or incite
Stacey's leaked maskless photos utter spite
Imbecile Rep. Waters proposes racial strife
obvious who ensures chaos remains rife

Injecting 'Race card' majority justly detest
aim disrupting quality life for rest
could being born black explain rebellion
skin pigmentation doesn't define a hellion

Human Constitution 'live and let live'
to that pledge the civilized give
Equality irrelevant when it's who's killing
savages must cease innocent blood spilling

To finally just let Life
move on & flower ...
For to peg my happiness
with finding someone right
is really not wholly
within my power ...

So many variables out there,
known & unknown...
that my quest for Love's happiness
been just about so difficult
to have & own ...

I am but one ... and just human...
More passing years
I slowly gain ...
And yet I determinedly will it,
that life be & remain
productive and meaningful ...
To still , somehow,
gather as many memories,
happy and beautiful ...
So I can write
my remaining chapters
with pages that warmly glow ...
from all the unforgettable
good experiences
I would have been blessed to know ...

And that is my own leap of faith ...
To shed the sadness
behind the loneliness
that me bathes ...
By living with renewed purpose ...
By instead letting Love
find its own way to me
in due course ...
By ceasing to pine for something
that seemingly keeps out of reach
and then leaves me wanting ...

For however my life takes shape,
I feel an obligation
I cannot escape ...
A duty to myself ,
to live it as best I can ,
with meaning & substance....
That is my plan ...

But at the end of the day,
I have to admit and say ...
I'll always recognize & appreciate the power of Love
to transform
one's life & own person ....
To make it glow
with those twinkling stars
for all the right reasons ...
To have someone to laugh with
and not just by myself smile ...
To be with me ...
life's joys to celebrate ,
and not just alone
to enjoy the while ...

The romantic ingrained in me
will always keep some wish alive
that "he" exists
somewhere out there
for me to someday see ...
And that maybe
there will come that time
when "I" , once more,
will become a "We" ...

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

Jack had a wife and son who he loved very much
He got a job at the Overlook Hotel to maintain it from November thru April
He loved the hedge maze and learned how to escaped from it
He also always dressed for the weather as it got below zero quite often there
He was visited by mean and evil ghosts who wanted him to kill his family
He resisted temptation and invited d*ck over for some good home cooking
The evil spirits just gave up and went away
A good time was had by all
He still works this seasonal job to this day
The End

I,m going around in circles in my mind
Reminiscing, I found is blocking the bad
and reliving the fun.
Did i do that? Oh yes i did.
I was so young without fear nor cares.
But time goes forward and taught me
life is not always fair.
Now my circle is nearly complete
I leap over all the bad
to the child i was.
Re-living the dares, yes
a bit of drunkenness too.
I rock in my chair with tears, but of laughter
at the daring reckless girl i was.
I am going back there for sure.
Happy laughing, reckless, no fear.
What a way to start and now end
Opening the door and reliving those times again

Getting ever so close to the edge of darkness
I see it with great starkness

My beloved calls to me as she walks out from the foamy sea
Her beauty is beyond measure and truly a treasure

Surrounded but very much alone nothing but, painted faces molded like stone
I see the emptiness of my soul and the depth of black water waiting to drown me in a very deep hole

Many will tell me I dug myself into such a place
Hence, I am but, my own disgrace
Oh they say there is always a choice its just a matter which voice I am willing to hear that will wipe away my fear

The edge of darkness is just too strong and there is no ideal truth or pretty song that will make things right or wrong its where I belong

Pretending for just one more day of hope but, finding it still too hard to cope whats just one more shot of dope?

Oh how it feels to escape the pain I dont care what it does to my brain all that matters is for a moment to break the chain

The edge of darkness is near I can actually embrace it and have no fears I cant even recognize my tears all I hear is the ringing in my ear

Soon it will be over I will be on other side there is no more reason to hide
To those who know or knew me I say goodbye. I will fade away and be just a vapor of empty thoughts that once took space but, had no face

The darkness is near its coming upon a black shadow ever so clear. The knight upon a mare he rides upon a cloud as death is his shroud
He comes to take me to a place I have never been
All l see is a frightened little boy sitting alone among his broken little toys and a box full of his sins

Yet, who is his judge but, the fool he sees through the looking glass feeling like a stupid a** yet, he knows he is easily replaced by 100 other would be suitors for a bride to sit on their grace

The knight upon his mare rides through the darkness of his soul as he blindly rides to his demise as the shroud of darkness covers his eyes

He journeys through the dead of night high upon a hill to his delight. The valley below is full of shadows and sounds of cries and moans that shake the stones

Oft in the distance there shines a light ever so bright. There stands his beloved as she calls unto him come and take my hand that I may guide you to the light.

Walk away from the world you know and step into where you belong where silver streams flow
and pretty flowers all in a row await to feed your soul

On the other side of the edge of darkness rests the light of love and beauty with all its mystery.
If want you want out of the darkness step into the light and see all your cares and burdens wash away in the hope of a new day

The choice is yours silly old fool. You can ride upon your mare to the edge of time and space and still be lost in your disgrace or change the path your on before its too late

Dont let this world around you decide your fate old boy make a stand to stop playing the fool
Stop wasting your life on silly damsels who have no heart who play you like a tool

Your Knightmare is half finished and you still have time to create a dream if you believe

I was walking down a hall

There was carpet wall to wall ...


It was rather dark and dim

I was feeling uneasy and grim ...


The hall was long like a maze

It became darker; air like haze ...


Round the corner came a shadow of a trace

A figure of a man who shot me in the face ...

Can you not walk?
Can you not talk?

Why did this happen to you?
So, so very sad - but true.

Can you not eat?
Can you not stand on your feet?

No. You cannot. I'm sorry to say ...
Horrible things turn out this way.

Must I tell you
How to love me

Listen and I will
To the utmost degree

Passion so very
Deep and intense

Love me until
Nothing makes sense

Mind focused on
What we need

I am a garden
Plant your seed

Ah, the skin ...
Kiss my chin.

Fingers on my spine ...
Love, so divine.

See, my eyes ...
There will be no disguise.

Linger on my breast ...
Surely, you jest.

Ah, you know ...
Fire is below.

Yet you tempt, you tease ...
Release me, won't you please.