
the world isn't going crazy,
it is just allowing
the sausage making …to be out in the open .
Actually, there's not much wrong, with all they are doing, or what they continue to do ,,,and even what they once did.
Not when you consider,
an extruder machine have to be maintained, refilled and..
every once in awhile stripped bare,
wiped clean, …sterilized,
and then recognized as the problem.
When individuality becomes,
the latest fatality,
due to how no one emphasizes
those facts… that symbolizes
how long, deep and convoluted the backtrail has always been.
Centuries of movements
without forward progress,
does not allow
the disconnect …to effect… the traditionalist
or the tradition
And to be honest,
its easy to understand.
how some types of mammals
cannot see themselves - as clones.
They allow how
the maga hat
Is no different
than the color of tie
each partisan participant ..
chooses to buy…
...with any predominance of red ..
proclaimed to be…
Simply nothing more
than a coincidence…
Certainly not anything that represents
lack of individuality,
When conformation
is confused with confirmation
we will all suffer
due to…. so much time
being wasted
K seeking to prove
THAT…
people are different
than the color tie…
they choose to wear.
Yet ,to exist
without a single thought,
about the way they fought.
. to justify
the hat as just a fashion accessory,
or MAGA as a humanitarian outrigger
- dedicated...
to the transparency
that does not come from clarity.
It comes deliberately wrapped
in rapt confusion, denying facts,
as little more than
mass delusion
while all dissent is meant
to foster regrowth
,of what once had been
a stagnant, and dwindling roster.
History always tries to repeat,
making whole the incomplete
As maga hats are...
todays version,
of yesterdays cover sheets.
May 10
May 10, 2026 at 4:41 AM UTC
the world isn't going crazy,
it is just allowing
the sausage making …to be out in the open .
Actually, there's not much wrong, with all they are doing, or what they continue to do ,,,and even what they once did.
Not when you consider,
an extruder machine have to be maintained, refilled and..
every once in awhile stripped bare,
wiped clean, …sterilized,
and then recognized as the problem.
When individuality becomes,
the latest fatality,
due to how no one emphasizes
those facts… that symbolizes
how long, deep and convoluted the backtrail has always been.
Centuries of movements
without forward progress,
does not allow
the disconnect …to effect… the traditionalist
or the tradition
And to be honest,
its easy to understand.
how some types of mammals
cannot see themselves - as clones.
They allow how
the maga hat
Is no different
than the color of tie
each partisan participant ..
chooses to buy…
...with any predominance of red ..
proclaimed to be…
Simply nothing more
than a coincidence…
Certainly not anything that represents
lack of individuality,
When conformation
is confused with confirmation
we will all suffer
due to…. so much time
being wasted
K seeking to prove
THAT…
people are different
than the color tie…
they choose to wear.
Yet ,to exist
without a single thought,
about the way they fought.
. to justify
the hat as just a fashion accessory,
or MAGA as a humanitarian outrigger
- dedicated...
to the transparency
that does not come from clarity.
It comes deliberately wrapped
in rapt confusion, denying facts,
as little more than
mass delusion
while all dissent is meant
to foster regrowth
,of what once had been
a stagnant, and dwindling roster.
History always tries to repeat,
making whole the incomplete
As maga hats are...
todays version,
of yesterdays cover sheets.
May 10
May 10, 2026 at 4:40 AM UTC
The function of a compunction
is to create an injunction
self-made and righteously inflicted.
All born again and self - restricted
Brings pause to cause
beyond the flaws ...
...of man honed laws
and those unfortunately
too weak to rumble...who then begin
to tumble down
as if afflicted
Primed
to be indicted.
If that last words was read as a synonym of afflicted then maybe you too need to take two seconds to let them there have their way until they think their not indictable.
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 2:24 AM UTC
MagaMites
Have no regrets
When the evil gets
Everything that it deserves
Forget the future
It won't exist
You are on record
As supporting a criminal
And at a minimal
You will be exposed soon
For your ....well... for the sun at noon
When no shadow is present
And you stand naked and alone
Not even your false pride will you still own
Although I must say
To carry your loyalty all this way
Is to be admired,
even if its been cross wired
Since you agreed to stay loyal
And I can't imagine the toil
It now takes to drag all along
Making you weak ..not strong
He said you were so loyal ..so dedicated
Not to mention addelpated
That you would remain no matter what
And he got ...what I thought
Noone would ever agree to be
Accessory before during and after the fact
Of the cold - blooded heinous act
He said he could go out and do
On 5th avenue
But you did as I have abundantly said time after time
Getting you to cross over your own fault line
Redacting your own moral code
Paying forever now for something not owed
Did you agree to all the immortality since?
You must have.... you remain w/o recompense
For hoping he squeeks on along
Without any penalty for being wrong
While you carry so much more day after day
Willing to potentially( and actually )forever pay
Without anything good in return
In life sometimes you do
get what you earn
So go ahead and pretend no regret
For that bill you have yet to get
And I'm totally content to someday see what you spent
I've no need to be vile and say___ you
Because you've done a better job of that......than all of us together - could have ever hoped to do.
Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 1:43 AM UTC
I was an open book
until they made me disappear.
something inside like an earthquake shook
pulling me away from my atmostfear
Now I'm a symbolic sign.
a set of numbers and more in a closed file
I have to be more than just a single line
A walking metamorphosis agreeing to nothing except total denial
Any postmortem Resistance
Isn't really worth waiting for
seeking a symbol that I resemble
the ticking clocks hands fell to the floor
refusing to tell what the time is now
or how much more we possess
till we are marched into the human corral
Victims of conformity while under duress
what's the deal with all this preparation
cannot store up MRIs for the duration
heated by the glowing ashes once our nation
freedom used to assault freedom is
desecration
stumbling along and through by mechanination
worn down, worn out
.worn over and over and warned about
My reality's ability to remain speculation
As seen by the eye in the sky always looking around
Never be peace beyond the victory station
When ICE remains within the veins
chilling the blood
to quash liberation
When freedom takes Liberty to Injustice…
… prosecution wlll be all that remains
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 6:37 PM UTC
Inspirations are like shadows....and always return by KwF Keith w Fletcher Sept 6 2025
*** note *** diring a time when a lack of humanities light allowed uninspired shadows to hide in evil deeds false light.
EVIL HIDES FROM LIGHT
SHADOWS NEVER WILL !
.. Thats why? I often tell people That is not the things you create, The things you build The tree you plant in the backyard. the kids will swing on. The generations Is not the endowment you make or the company you build. It is not the artwork you produce or the story you write, nor Is it the music you make That plays on for generations That should be seen as your legacy? It's the things that you inspire ,through the next generation that creates a lasting memory, of who you were .
Even though forgotten, anonymous ( now or tomorrow ).or ,even hailed as a genius... all will fade to dust ,body , personality and living achievements.,.but just like DNA, a small drop of our existance carries on, and carries us forward.. and whether a teacher ,a preacher ,a barber or a cop. An architect , an operator or an innovator
anything one inspires into the ever growing history of another ,
and in turn.,
...they do the same
ppl and history will,.. always see you as
an eternal light , a flickering flame
and will know you
maybe not by name
by the shadows cast
by sunlight, electric... or flickering flame
those are the source
the living young
futures brighter light
dim as our existance
or bright ás a midday sun
we as 1 de mention able
shadow will forever dance
And we still exist beyond
any faded or dying light
to always return from darkness
as some inspired thought will do ....
...for light does not create us
nor can darkness push us away
for we exist within either
remaining eternal as time
once existing as light
inspiring shadows dance
then we faded into
that future to become part of the - not darkess-
just the lacking of light
And just like shadows
inspiration never disappears
it simply waits to be needed just out of sight
Sep 6, 2025
Sep 6, 2025 at 11:39 PM UTC
Hopelessness is the most damaging addiction in the universe
...it has no cure
,no interdiction
no laws against
or legal restriction.
No easy to see physical manifestations,
often no outward signs of causing self - limitations.
Those who hide it best
are often the ones....
...needing someones help the most,
but they can't ask others
to help carry the load ..,
while those who write it
in bright flashing neon on their face,,
go from stepping just fine
to having a limp
when they come into another person's view,
they spill their guts
like a shamed Samurai doing Hara Kiri suicide ,
and makes it twice as hard... to see
the signs of those in need...
...Those who are the best
at locking it deep inside...
....until that time
you hear yourself saying ...What!!
"wait ...WAIT! they did what?
When ...? Where?
*** I never ...saw ... any..."
Oh ...yes you di....yes WE did!
Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 8:01 PM UTC
ALONG WITH YOU INSTEAD! by Keith W Fletcher written on January 26th 2025.
If your world is turning circles
And the dizzier you get
don't try to stand in defiance
Of all those things you'll soon forget
The baggage that we come with
Doesn't dictate who We are
Unless you try to carry it forever
No matter how far…
…You want to go in that direction
You want to reach up and touch the star
Add it to your collection
Of Bright lights trapped in a jar
You can't turn a Grand illusion
Into a bygone memory
Without acknowledging the confusion
That surrounds you as far as you can see
Let It Go and slip from your hand
Dont look behind you and try to keep track
Of any footprints left in the sand
to help you find your way back
You won't need any signs to help you
To reach those lights ahead
Just leave your past in the rearview
And carry your future along with you…
…Along with you instead.
Jan 26, 2025
Jan 26, 2025 at 6:05 AM UTC

Keith W Fletcher Poems
PUBLIC EDIT
May 2019
Looking for a way ...
Looking for an more dignified
way to commit suicide
one that won't be so
much a mess
I can shoot myself
I might miss
and if I didn't it would still
Leave a mess and I guess
really isn't very dignified so ...
...I could leap out
in front of some moving car
but then again
I don't know who those people are
it may cause them to have a wreck
Either way What or how the heck
Could any of that be dignified
To ruin somebody else's life
would not ever be dignified
I guess I could take a lot of drugs overdose but who knows
I might just end up going out
and have a good time
To wake up the next day
find out that you were
the life of the party ...and that
everybody had a great time
Though i haven't a clue
What party where'" I went to...?"
No clue who Sent the message
I got 46 friend requests
And 17 new friends...OH no!
Thats not something you do
just before you want it all to end
Thats definitely undignifying
I guess I could leap off
Some tall building enjoy the ride all the way down unless of course you look and see down below something you couldn't know
A older lady getting out of the car
Or a nanny with a baby carriage you know youve gone way too far cant stop now and you know
cannot change your direction so..
NO!
...that's not a very good selection
And definitely not to be considered dignified
I guess I could go jump in the lake drown myself since I cannot swim not very well at least but ohhhhh
would be one easy way
but then again I can say I've seen
those people they finally dredge up
All bloated white and sickly green.. ...no way is that dignified
I guess I could try to hang myself but then again that might to lead to something else
if I didn't die I might just try
to figure out how to do it again
Because it was sort of ****** fun
Ive seen those people on tv news
Live or die that's not the one one
Found like that can't be dignified
I just about run out of ways
to think about how I could do it
I guess I really always knew
.....all along what was really true
there's nothing dignified
about suicide ever...unless maybe if you were to leap onto
a live grenade in order to save every one around you or if you
were to step in front of a bullet run out into traffic in order to push someone out of the way
I can say
it's true that in a sense
it would be suicidal
In its own way because you chose to do what you did
but any of those circumstances messy or not you died with pride and that will always be...
....dignified . But not suicide.
What follows is a poetic rant ..about something I would like to understand...
...but simply can't.
NO EXPLANATION.
by KwF. 60/22/2024
Sometimes I get lost
As is the cost ...
When entering
Into the disturbingly undisturbed
Placid waters of ...
...another person's mind
where i might find
a Deadpool of
stagnant growth
Within the water
And the shoreline both
Barren , and lifeless landscapes
As uninviting
As any closed loop
And just as disabling in it lack Of ability to escape
All of which ...
...I resist in any shape
It may appear
As unconditional acceptance or coersion by the tip of a spear...
So I saw no choice but to simply remove my voice
As in the poem herein attached
Is ...and will remain
Although the group
Where the poem was posted
And in which I remained for 4 short hours
Until the powers
That shouldn't be no
Decided to inquire
Of me ...what the words were meant to engender
And I fell far short
If any understanding ...
What's such a statement or question was demanding
so I picked up
my one and only poem ,the artwork that went with
and stepped away not to return because no poet it's going to
readily explain what they mean and take away
another's ability
to expand
or they wouldn't be a poet
so to that admin
I have to say
I simply walked ....away
with ease
Because what I am saying now
or in the poem is true
And you know it too .
Jun 22, 2024
Jun 22, 2024 at 4:04 PM UTC
There are those I suppose
who will forever fail to disclose
that the king is without his clothes
when everyone else surely knows
that he shows
what pales the light and assails the sight
endured to never a chance of being cured
from the deathnell dirge and primal scourge
as we wait the innocent child within to emerge
and purge us all our weak and wavering courage
how weak a mind have we to find ,within
this immense emptiness we occupy
such a lie as to accept innocence
as our saving grace when all within us are the empty places our clothes seek to hide for we have clothes without souls!
Apr 25, 2024
Apr 25, 2024 at 8:13 PM UTC