Aweeeesome free verse poetry...

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Trump

I make deals with dictators,
then try to steal elections days later,
cause I'm a ***** with a micro ****.

I'm not big on cooperation
with democrats and foreign nations
unless they say, “that I am great.”

I can't denounce white supremacists
or understand why it gets so many ******
when I say “they are fine people.”
implying by denying that
Nazis and proud boys aren't evil.

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 667

Once, I broke through,
into a world view
of stranger colors
and proportions;

A place
where a cold
winterhold
held up
with bright
white
blinding lights
searing
and impeding
occasionally blocked
what I was seeing.

Where yellow banners,
and other
strange standards
stand *****
then collapse
losing their
regal effect.

Where parades of green
shades shimmering,
sway to
their own
rhythm,
the art of
growing
and living.

Where purple flecks,
blue floating
bits of paper
dance and waver
in the wind.

I embrace
this strange place,
but in the end
will go out the same
way I came in.

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 665

Picture me now
in a black limousine
driving along and dancing to
the American dream.

You can come to
if that’s what you
want to do.

Life is an animated affair,
with all those important
people who hang around here,
businessmen and politicians
lawyers and lobbyist,
accountants and tacticians
who all work to improve
your social position.

Isn’t it such a grand parade,
of people who help you create
the perfect perception
of who other people are expecting
in the worst games of charades.

Stiff as a board because you have to be perfect
endless hours of ambition and you have to work it,
but there is no delaying getting those dividends,
no time for playing. Bills all need paying.

What’s the point of living in capitalism
if you are working till the end to win?

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 662

Say goodnight
to that psychopathic
narcistic guy.

You all used to say
you were about to make
America great.

So, say goodbye
to that uncouth
wanna cause
a violent coup
dipstick dude
who many of you
were following
through to
treason.

Must be a
hard pill to swallow
cause you haven’t taken
the medicine
of getting rid of him
and accepting
the election.

Such a bad *******
for the fool who
won’t move on
fast enough.
Instead, he is
getting everyone
riled up
and stealing money.

It’s not even funny,
how he hurt so many.
It’s a cold chilly January
as he tries to dismember
that capitol with his fans.
Then throws them
under the bus.

This is how he uses
and abuses his stooges,
just ask Mike Pence.

So, forth hence
say farewell
to the ne’er-do-well.
He might not be
going to hell,
but if we are lucky,
he will be going to jail.

#politics #trump #coup #violence #capitol #conman #election

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 661

A sickly-sweet sea of brown tea,
and soft caramel treats
were placed before me
in my candied dreams.

A dark pool
of oil slick
black goo
inched ever closer
smelling ever grosser,

As ninja turtles
hopped over hurdles,
and captian Kirk
acted like a ****,
in the final frontier
a spot where I thought
it would be clear
that we could be better.

My body was bruised
as browns spots oozed
blood and ****,
but someone chased me,
so I pushed softly
and walls became doors
to a restaurant I used to
work at. I was
actually late for my shift,
and I had already missed
my favorite college classes.

My car was invisible
as I drove in it,
and when I woke from
my nap of merely one minute
it was gone.

Senseless, I watched this
all from different angles.
If this was supposed
some sort of story
it was incoherent,
and I couldn’t rearrange it
into a workable plot.

Dreams are so weird.

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 660

I don’t want to write,
a flicker of candlelight
that dies before it ever
gets the chance to
burn bright.

Hands held high
I don’t want to see
Black Lives Matter protesters
stand up in time
to take tear gas
and nightsticks
to their soft backs.

I don’t want to hear
the heartbreaking sound
of a once proud man
brought down to his knees
as he sits in a hospital
and cries and pleas
for strangers to see
the cost of his
masklesss mistake.

I don’t want to realize
that a lot of friendly guys
that I have known
just go with the flow
and don’t care to know
about the horrors
that keep happening.

I don’t want bombs to fall,
grown adults to call
the cops when they know,
it could get a kid
shot, or
that rich people make a killing
padding the pockets
of the people making rockets.

Right now, I don’t want to
admit to all of you
my lists of things
I don’t want
keeps coming true.

Feb 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 657

I don’t know
if you need to
see through
what corrupt
people do,
when I got
super hot
x-ray eyes
that bypass
the disguises
that hide
sinister lies.

I would like
you to think
and reflect,
but I suspect
that if I am
very direct
you might
get a clue.

So, I will
write this
all out for you,
plain and simple.

Be kind
and gentle,
considerate,
and caring,
remember
this is the
one and only
Earth we are sharing.

Feb 2021

Graff1980

The Fighter

There is beauty and danger
in the body of a fighter,
not something of ****** desire,
but a physique and discipline to admire.

The martial artist moving fluidly
like a dancer of destruction,
finely tuned definition,
with deft and swift movements
made to disable opponents.

Self-defense,
aggressiveness,
barbaric chest beater
enemy defeater,
history maker.

The intellectual may scoff,
the poet and painter,
may laugh off,
but the dancer probably gets its,
cause she knows how to move
and not get hit.
She can see the spin in this
body that moves with
a similar flow.

I am in love
because
though I seek to exist
peacefully
there is a destructive artist
inside of me,
a caged beast
that I never let free.

A funhouse mirror man,
without a clear plan,
who adapts and improves,
takes hits and advances,
striking back in my own way

Jan 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 655

The revolution will not be televised,
unless it is being used to vilify,
or is being politicized
by those political guys
trying to score votes.
Any fair press will be silenced or brutalized
along with other protesters.
The leadership will be euthanized,
or demonized unless they can be
subdued quietly.

If you are under the illusion
that you can fight back physically
you must be mentally silly.
The cops got equipment
left over from the military
cause the war machine
wants to sell our government
the newest toys.

If our government has any say
they will find a way to lock away
anyone who might inspire change.
If you don’t believe me
just look and read
about Assata Shakur,
or Angela Y. Davis.

If you know or love anyone
who is out there trying to save us,
from the congressional and big business,
power hungry alliance
you better pray that they keep their defiance
just low key enough to slip the notice
of Law enforcement, or POTUS,
cause this country isn’t for us
and does not provide justice.
It is just a business that is made
to break and degrade
while the working class is enslaved.

#injustice #racism #corruption #revolution #congressional #politics

Jan 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 653

I was uncertain seeing
other human beings
with their feelings
moving fluidly,
seeming constantly at ease
while I was always overthinking these
intangible things.

Now I am learning,
this deep yearning
to understand
what other humans
take for granted
is a fool’s errand.

Most people are
sick and disgusting
gut busting
heart farting,
mind belching,
and squelching
any common senses.

They seldom think about,
are able to comprehend,
the thoughts and desires,
the sadness or elevation
of being so grandly inspired
that my heart aspires
to write love and understanding
into this cold reality.
Sadly, they are just reactionary.

Jan 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 652

Time isn't on our side.
The end of life
won't make it right,
just bring with it eternal night.

We will have to stand up and fight
against the wealthy man's delight;
If we ever hope to make all this world's wrongs
turn out right. If we ever hope to unwrite
the darkness and write a bright light
of hope for a better world than the one we know.

We cannot settle for the pacification
of our corporate owned and ran population.
This needs to be a nation of growth and education.
We need the doctors to run the show
not these asylum patients
posing as politicians,
or the lobbyists and big businessmen.

We need to envision a better mission
than winning by buying and getting
the next big thing, till we are more
consumer machine than human being.

Love and compassion can bring a spring,
as long as we learn how to not be duped
by these unscrupulous profit driven men
and women.

Jan 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 651

I have frequently had a
cold functional detachment
from the mindless moronic masses,

Those self-damaging idiots
walking around with
no introspection,
hurting other people while
trying to acquire status,
love, and material success.

I have been fuming
with a legitimate sense of high self-regard
and disdain for the so-called plain folks
with no desire to expand their understanding
or just be decent in general;

But what if I become the *****
who has to be fake nice all the time
just to manage my minor interactions with people?
Will I witness a slow disintegration of my ideal self,
that kind and attentive helpful healing artist,
that deep empathic intellectual, master of compassion?

How superior could I be if I subtract empathy
from my tired and frustrated being,
if I became the cog replacer in this
multinational machine, while sacrificing
my own inner honest decency?

Jan 2021

Graff1980

Untitled 650

His power was rooted in darkness,
but he constantly fought his thoughtless urges.
Being kind with tiny purchases,
opening doors, asking others
what they are searching for
in his poetic type pleas
that he typed out for strangers to read.

Perhaps it was his need
to be here, to plant seeds,
to breathe deep of this sweet air,
and speak loudly to be heard clear,
because it was his own obscurity he feared.

Sometimes he felt like a parody
or a pale reflection
of human emotion.
He couldn’t tell if in his expressions
he was just a mimicker those around,
or if these deep feelings were truly his?

His smile and gentleness
hid the gravity of violence
that he had lived in,
and most of the time he thought
the goodness he was giving
was in direct opposition
to the pain he once existed in
and his desire to never see
another human being
suffering.