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My body lay torn in your arms as you agreed to take my heart,
I never knew a world so hurtful before you tore mine apart,
Tears of happiness and feelings of hope,
now just sit under my soul to you I was just a joke,
I gave you my happiness, my heart, and my soul,
You ripped it away from me, my faith you stole,
I lay here broken in pieces, confused and alone,
I feel nothing for you now like a heart of stone,
Bitter and tattered is my heart split in two,
I have moved on in my soul from you,
I shed the light for myself through and through,
I will never let myself fall for another now,
Until they prove to me they know how,
Know how to love me deeply and true,
My sorrows and sadness washed away from you!

Mohammed is looking nervous
He needs a place to hide
He stole a Bible from the motel
Where he drank and partied all night

It’s his first time in the States
His first time with a girl
His first taste of whiskey
His first time in the world

But Allah does not forgive
Says the Ayatollah
So Mohammed stops to ponder
With an ice cold Coca Cola

These people seem so happy
They even smile when they complain
But Islam says they’re evil
Surely freedom can’t be to blame

But my Imam won’t understand
And my parents will disown me
My brothers will turn their heads
While neighbors try to stone me

Mohammed grips his Bible
Eyes wide with fright
Makes a dash for the bathrooms
But turns left instead of right

A tatooed girl with a gun
Stops him in his tracks
She says, “Don’t cause any trouble now,
Just take a breath and relax..”

If you’re feeling confused
The Pope says that’s OK
Lady GaGa and Marilyn Manson
Say we’re all born that way

Nervous and embarrassed
He ducks into a stall
Where he finds his name and number
Written on the girls room wall

Aghast, he drops his Bible
Open and in plain view
That old familiar passage
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you….... :)

You came to me as a present in the midlle of the night
where everybody sleep in their blanket.
Was pain all over my leg.
Hurt.
O.. My dear
What kind of present are you?
Paracetamol
Ibuprofen
B12
B 1
B6
Neurotropic
Anything
for you
O.. My dear
My beloved Lower Back Pain




2019

Perhaps you saw me walking on the street with my head hanging down and you wondered why..perhaps you saw ne at my desk at work with my head hanging down and you wondered why..maybe you thought to yourself why such a beautiful lady is always looking down. If you only knew ...the beating last night was because I burnt his dinner...This morning it was because I forgot to iron his shirt. So next time you see me with my head hanging down..don't wonder . Speak to me words of encouargement and life..

OK,,,IM GONNA WRITE A POEM THAT DOES NOT RHYME,, I THINK ITS ABOUT TIME,
OOPS , DID I MAKE A MISTAKE,,,NOT SOMETHING I USUALLY MAKE,,SEEMS I CANT
WRITE NORMALLY,, OK,, LETS DO THIS FORMALLY,,GONNA BE NICE,,, I WANT CURRY
CHICKEN AND FRIED RICE,,TWO BAGS OF CHIPS AND A DONER,, ITS NOT ALL FOR
ME, I'M NOT A LONER,,CAN YOU ADD FRIED ONION RINGS,, I LOVE THOSE THINGS,
OH AND I WANT A STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE,,, CAN YOU HAVE IT READY IN TEN FOR
ME TO TAKE? OH FOR f*ck SAKE.

A moonlight hand beckons; invisible to the eye
Its wispy gnarled hand of mystic miasma stretches out to grasp
A leafy bough but but misses... the leaf swirls to the floor
As fairies dance amongst the collective gathering of the leaves
They parry and splash in the puddles, getting soaked, from
The incoming drops of rain that soldier down intending to break
Free from the oncoming onslaught of earthly tears that cause
Deverstation, humilitation and frustration to the occupants
Of the land, with foresight, Thor in his artful wisdom, brows raised watched as the heavens' opened, and Lightning strikes, venomously across the field, targeting the old oak tree
That the faeries love and bless magickally in honor of the the Deities, which have risen before thee, softly spoken in the hidden
Mysteries of Life and Death that have bowed to make ends meet
And to give answers to the questions that have arisen regardless
Of those that connect by the rhythmic beating heart of the Earth ??

Years ago,, not that long by the way,, if you walked into a shop with a mask you'd be arrested,
now,, you have to,,, you dare not cough or move to close,,you keep your distance,,you keep
away,, hmmm, 2 meteres is ok they say,, so you wash your hands, you hide your face,,or you cant
get into any place, now you need a passport,, by injection,,from our leaders direct direction,
so if you dont committe and bow your head, raise your arm,, well,,we'll all be dead,,vaccinate or
hibernate, follow the rules,, follow the fools,,there's no debate, do it now before its too late.

You are the apple of my eye
As the colours swirl around on the floor
Dancing, mingling, twirling around
Nobody needs to make a sound

Once Upon a Time this meant that and then they became them and they happily ever somebody named they came in and stole my happily ever after

I know the path where people like to fly and think of yesterday or the time they spent wondering why someone might stop and cause them to die when you can follow the line
that never lies

The trees that carry the information make it easy for thoughtless thinking, with the wine
and smoke

If you not distracted by reaching back for another poke