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 May 2015 JAM
jeffrey robin
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 May 2015 JAM
jeffrey robin
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everything
                                                spoken
MEANS SOMETHING ELSE

••

When we say we are looking for --------our own true love

This really means we we don't give a **** about
Social Justice

( like the _ Jesus is MY .... PERSONAL Lord .... Version of goodness ! )

Like the

" poetry is the venting of MY .... PERSONAL feelings concerning
My infantile love affair with myself "

Business we view here daily





The raft floats down the long river

( The ***** and the boy )

--- You and I ---

Whichever one we are

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The truth is we all are slaves

Living so lovelessly

///

Seeking escape

""""

In the mirror

What is seen  ?

//

The body is beauty that sheaths the soul

//

We know

That we are here to heal the world

I'd love to have you here with me
 May 2015 JAM
jeffrey robin
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( and after all we done for them ! )

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Bad bad ***** !

Murders himself in police van

Just to get poor police officers in trouble !

They who protect us from these very same bad negroes

Who complain and say

That slavery wasn't good for them !



Bad bad negroes !

We provide nice prisons for them to live in

And plenty of lovers there too

nice food

And little solitary rooms

In which to meditate

( such special security )

But bad negroes !

Only can think of suicide

By murdering themselves by the policeman's gun

Who must protect themselves by killing them

Bad negroes !

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So all YE children

Be at peace

The economy is booming and all our wars

Are being won

Just watch your Telly and have loads

Of fun

On your infinite computer screen

And if out side you hear loud screams

It's just bad negroes rioting

Against their blessed life in chains

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The whole world is a slave camp

In a police state

Which is god's plan

For Human Fate !
 May 2015 JAM
wordvango
higher!!!! more
   in tune: more cognizant:
helpful,

instead of burying my head
   let me:
help an old lady,

feed a stray kitten,
     instead of grey
matter:  stacking in me.

self absorbed: get off
     my throne: say,
what might I do for you?

Can I wash your dishes?
        take out your garbage?
Buy you groceries.

Teach you two plus two?
           equals us and
the future.

Or assist a dog *******
              starving hungry,
with giving a bone?

Where is my happiness?
            is it in wobbly drunkenness?
I am asking,

All these questions;
      of me:
not of you.
 Apr 2015 JAM
Jacqueline
you won't understand the way my veins shake
I can try, but it never ends

you won't understand why I can't trust my mother
listen, but my words won't flow

they won't understand the way my mind separates from my soul
because don't you realize?

I don't understand it either
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