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  Nov 2015 Jabber Alexander
Jimmy Hegan
World is moving on , & Globe is vanishing on,
World is developing on , & Globe and Glacier's  is  decreasing on,
World researches and expriement & Globe  eats carbon and carbon,
Imagine what happen if we eat  excess of carbon in human body,
Then  think what happens about Globe who eat carbon each nano seconds
Imagine  human body  never tolerate excess of carbon ,
Then how Globe  tolerate excess of carbon,
It  dies every nano seconds and generates "GLOBAL WARMING" &
Gives dangerous  threats and warning to the World.
And we all are sufuring from Changing Environment Season's.
Who will compromise from  Ultra Carbon Technology,
Carbon  is eating Globe day by day &
Earth is becoming hot like a Volcano's Lava.
Jabber Alexander Nov 2015
ready to walk off the edges,
meet death like heath ledger
in a why so serious endeavor
no wonder a cyclone's furious forever
spit heat into ocean long ago
a sultan asunder
royal hurricane candy,
empty pantries,
a mother with a sweet tooth
weeps for her family.
a nauseating oder of mildew seeps
into good news
fancy
anger and regret
shared on set
get antsy,
hands up, waist deep
road a river.
Jabber Alexander Nov 2015
Oozing hot summer roads, I
crawl across to help others
get where they're going.

The Son's of Liberty
would be hella proud of me,
no eagles were harmed in this tar
and featherweight bout between
ground and pressure wait now,
tectonic water,
drowned in pleasure,
no *****, just essence of.

A girl broken up by her main mans
in Pangea grandeur.
          oceans shrivel into marshes,
warming up to global standards
          crows nibble in the darkness
with earthly manners, clamoring
casting slander on the dead,
        covering graves.

Hitting nails on the head
lawns get shred in both ways
speculation,
scalped naivete,
          roads paved
through heat delirium,
          post haste,
bringing blurred horizons
in the afternoon haze.
Jabber Alexander Oct 2015
I should stay away from politics
'cause all that ****'s got me sick.

I stay chillin' keeping a bat cave
warm and cozy, leaving bad frames exposed
post-mordem, frozen from
power shortages, outages,
we frolicked in the flowers for ages
til' makeshift memories became vacant
clouds loomed dark and great
you can forget about your late night date
where play time is over,
change your mind to sober:
We claim space-time shall remain rigid!

But its been the same ****
since the eighteenth century.
Still similar brainwaves
fold, crash, bending.
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