//                   \

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***





••

hush !

Not a word now

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images

Reality

We come we hide we go to war together

( we really need a second chance I think )

••

She was a great girl ( my girl )

my god !      She was

•
•<>•
•

We are always here but we don't like it

We'd rather come & go
& be sneaky about it

( wouldn't you (?) )

••

Yeah

True love

I see the idea in a lot of poems

' TRUE LOVE "


I ain't read nobody knows nothin
About it !

Which is very weird indeed !

••

Hush

Not a word now

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cool breeze

Carries images of lovers

&
Visions of true love


We met on the hill
It was summer

It was good to be there

••

Babies !

We grow strong !

( we prepare for the war )

)()(

                                                       BLACK LIVES MATTER

)()(

Amid the flagrant incivility

••

Black *******
White *******

On the colorful possible poems !

//

On the cool breeze drifting


Every kid deserves a home


x

.





She liked to wear loose blouses so
Her
******* might be seen

•

She used to laugh aloud with the
Boys
About it

///

She was very curious but
She wasn't a fool


••

If you really liked her you respected that

)(

I remember her

She wrote across my life

From ages eleven to 17

•

I liked the way she uncovered her *******

I liked the way she covered them again

She was might fine !

•

The lone wolf was gliding across the snow

He was going to join  his pack

Such awesome footsteps !

Knowing where he was going

And knowing why


One act of utmost courage

And decency

//

Her WHOLE life !

//

            All her lovers dance to the peace song

                                  ( In the temple before dawn  )

We gather

And stay

•

All is well

It happened

And was known

//

We love

And

All the children

Have a home

..

.


                            ( & the Night had come  )

""

& your kid sister

Just got herself a job at the

RISING SUN


( down in New Orleans )


)(

& papa  was glad cause he wanted the money

)(


( yeah

I was there )


At the crime scene

At the countless crime scenes


( I'm always there )

•

We do what we do

For right or wrong

Good or bad

"


Yeah

We say what we want

And who gets hurt

Gets hurt

And our song is sung

And we remain

Just as always

Afraid of change

))

Love

IS

Not to be afraid of change



X

..





                                         ( she's gone BOO HOO ! )


::)) ((::

In memory of all the great poets who

Lost their Mojo when they decided to

Write the typical love /****  poems for the sake of popularity !

:::

YE TRAITORS !

HATERS OF HUMANITY !

BLASPHEMERS OF LOVE !


///


The peasant stumbles from the door

The prophet sees the death ahead

The poet stares at **** and ****

And Souls are sold for 2 cents ( no more ! )

••

( How can you love a poet  when even their love poems are filled with hate ? )


Most of our

" poets- of -lament - for - lost - love "

Seem like possevive jerks sitting at home *******

INK all over their gnarled hands !

UGLY UGLY UGLY


What is a poem ?

:::

But then

What is a

CANDIDATE FOR PREZ OF USA ?

//

Same **** !

()

So

You all out their

MY FRIENDS AND ALLIES !



have a nice day !




)(

.





                                              Oh my mother please (!)

//


Indians

Come and go

( eh , cowboy ? )

""

YES !
WHO IN THE WORLD
KNOWS
ANYTHING
?


)(


By the wishing well

We peered into the abyss

We saw the real world

••

Here it is !

••

Don't know what happened to the poor thing

But here it is !



Mangled in infancy

But comin on strong !

Eatin them apples

Learning

Right from Wrong



X

.




Oh she knew me then



Me


Then



""

Was a special morning

Eyes across the valley

Tomorrow would be a beginning

Of a brand new song


""

                                            ( she lives !       She lives ! )

--


Come to me dear brother

Dear sister

&

Dear stranger

//

Ain't it time to get it together

And to just go Home
Again ?


X