Joy in the Morning
by Michael R. Burch

for my grandparents George Edwin Hurt and Christine Ena Hurt

There will be joy in the morning
now this long twilight is over
and their separation has ended.
For fourteen years, he had not seen her
whom he first befriended,
then courted and married.
Let there be joy, and no mourning,
for now in his arms she is carried
over a threshold vastly sweeter.
He never lost her; she only tarried
until he was able to meet her.

Keywords/Tags: George Edwin Hurt Christine Ena Spouse reunited heaven joy together forever

George Lammings' Definition ...  
Inspired ... THIS INSCRIPTION ...  

Which Delves Into Descriptions ...  
of SLIME Within Our Vision ... !!!  

HUMAN Slime ... BELIEVE That's Right ... !!!  
They DON'T Turn GREEN But Most Are MEAN ...  
Just Like The HULK ... When He Gets ANGRY ... !!!  
  
SMASHING Lives Because They're ... "Sly" ...  
And Are QUICK To Comply With Those Who LIE ... !!!  
  
So Do They Have The Right To Do What They Like ... ?!?  
I DON'T ThinK So And THAT's ... NO JOKE ... !!!!!  
  
UNLIKE The Hulk These People ... " skulk " ...  
Because Their Bite AIN'T Worth A ***** ... !!!!!!  
  
They're DIFFERENT Types ... !?!  
DIFFERENT In Ways That AREN'T So Nice ... !!!  
  
Some Are WIVES ... DON'T Be SURPRISED ... !!!  
There's As Many of Them As There Are GUYS ...  
Who Could Be DEFINED As ... " HUMAN SLIME " ... !!!!!  
  
The Types Whose RISE Is Down With CRIME ... !!!  
Crimes A PLENTY Cos' They're EVER READY ...
To Yup ..... KNOCK Steady ..... !!!!  
  
UNTIL The LOAD Becomes .... uNStEady .... !!!!!!!!!  
Cos' They're The First To GO When Things Get HEAVY ... !!!!!!  
  
TAKING The Strain Is NOT Their Game ... !!!  
They Leave That To Those Who They've Left BROKE ... !!!!!!!!!!!  
  
So MANY Quotes Are NOT ... " A Joke " ... !!!  
  
That PROVE That SLIME Are Suitably PRIMED ...  
To USE Their Swerve To AVOID The ........................ BURN ...... !!!!!!!  
of Moves They USE That ... FILL UP Urns ... !!!!!  
  
Some ARE Lawyers ...  
SOME ... Employers ...  
  
Some ENJOY ... TOUCHING Young Boys ... !!!!!  
  
SEE What I Mean ... SLIME AIN'T Clean ... !!!!!  
And Some AREN'T Seen ... Because Their SHEEN ...  
In COMPANY Sometimes SEEMS To Be SWEETER Than Sweet ... !!!
  
How Can That Be When SLIMEY Peeps' ...  
Are FULL of GREED And SHATTER Dreams ... !!!  
  
Dreams of ... " LOVE " ...  
  
Don't Get TIE UP With One of THEM ...  
Because THAT For SURE Will Bring PROBLEMS ... !!!!!  
  
I've Met SO MANY Whose Vibe IS ... SMELLY ... !!!!!  
WITHOUT ............................................... " Perfume " ... !!!!!  
In FACT Their STENCH Tends To ... EMPTY Rooms ... !!!  
  
UNLESS They're THOSE Who NOW ... " HOST Shows "  ... !?!  
They Are PRO's Who've GOT ... NO SHOW ... !!!  
But To THESE Guys .... Street ****** Are SLIME ... !?!  
  
THAT DON'T Seem Right ... ?!?  
The WHORISH Types I've Met In Life ...  
Sometimes Wear SUITS And CORPORATE Ties ... !!!  
  
The Types of Guys And Girls Whose Style's ...  
DEFINE The Class Who Like To LICK *** To Get On TOP ... !!!  
  
But Here's The Prob' ... They're From A CROP ...  
Who DON'T Seem To Know When They Should ... STOP ... !!!!  
  
STOP And GO..............................................  
  
Go Back Home And Be ... " ALONE " ...  
And REMOVE THAT SLIME From Being ON THEIR BONES ... !!!  
  
How Many Times Have You Sat And KNOWN ...  
That You Were In The Presence of ... One of Their CLONES ... !?!?!  
  
POLITICAL Zones Tend To HAVE THOSE ... !!!  
As DO SCHOOLS ... DON'T Get It Confused ... !!!  
TOO MANY School Teachers Seem To Be FALSE Leaders ... !!!  
QUICK To ABUSE ... INNOCENCE In Youth ... !!!!!  
And QUICK To REFUSE ... FACING Issues ...  
ESPECIALLY When They're Part of THEM ... !!!!!  
  
SLIMEY Sprees That Seem To FUEL Their Need ... !?!  
To FILL Their Pockets ... Like Plugs Do Sockets ... !!!  
  
NEAT And ... "SNUG" ...  
Like ... " Sprockets and Chains " ...  
  
The Kind of Stuff ...  
That Makes Todays' ... " SLAVES " ... !!!!!!  
  
SLAVES To ... " The System " ...  
That SLIME Seems To ... " LIVE IN " ...  
  
GOVERNMENT Homes Where WICKEDNESS Roams ...............
WITHOUT GOOD Soap To CLEAN The Dopes ... !!!!!  
Who AREN'T SO Slow ... When It Comes To Making Hay ... !!!!!  

While The Rest Dismay .....
At The DISARRAY They've Caused Today ... !!!!!  
  
It's A LEGACY That's Now INCREASED ...  
Because of SLIME That's NOW Like GREASE ... !!!!!  
In The Cogs of The Wheel That MANY Now Feel ...  
Has Been DESIGNED To ... ROB And STEAL ...  
From The Peeps' Who Are NOW In NEED ...  
Because of GREED And GOVERNMENT Thieves ... !!!!!  
  
I'll End This Piece With Word Like THESE ...  
  
It's EASY To See THESE SLIMEY Creeps ...  
But How MUCH Mr. Slime Resides IN ... " THEE " ... ?!?  
  
Resides IN ME And YES ... IN YOU ... ?!?  
When WE ALLOW THESE SLIMEY Crews ...  
To KEEP On Doing ... What They Do ... !?!  
  
We NEED To RECOGNISE OUR PART In The CRIMES ...  
of THOSE ... " Lamming Describes " ...  
  
As BEING ...  
  
... " Mr. Slime " ...

Why so inquisitive little guy?
You threw your own feces at Miley Cyrus.
Ate a whole bar of soap.
Even carried Ebola virus.

While nosing around you got
zapped by a high voltage fence.
Stole a bunch of bananas from the dollar store.
But got probation cause it was your first offense.

You once smoked a pack of cigarettes
with Salvador Dali.
Then twice stated he spoke English
like a dumb tamale.

You ran your rental car off a cliff
in Malibu just for kicks.
Bought a case of Gorilla glue just to sniff.

Hanging out with Maury Povich
you copped a feel on Connie Chung.
Spent a complete summer strung out
in North Korea with Kim Jong-un.

You got caught peeking through the hole
in the wall of the girls' locker room.
Pleaded no contest when
the monkey business hit the courtroom.
Then told all in your sorted
memoirs, nom de plume.

You're a lazy obstinate chimp
who's too curious for his own good.
I'd say a future trip to the vet to get neutered
is a sure likelihood.

A wry no-sir-opoulos:
Saint George Papadopoulos.
Support from the populace
Enhances the obvious;
To frame him seems frivolous
The plot grows ridiculous
The slander more bellicose
Delusions wax grandiose.
Fake News tried to topple us
With George Stephanopoulos.

The disease is spreading
No one  will be immune
The bacterial strain
No cure
Relationships are infected
people are sharing the virus
In their beds
In their homes
In the streets
It's communicable
The dyeing are unaware
The infection
Technology grows
you can't bury the dead
The graveyards are full
The disease spreads
one to another
Society needs no cure
unlike the diseases before
Death is not painful
However,slow.

I feel ugly when I can’t find the words to say
I left tomorrow for yesterday
It’s the pain and the strain that I smoke
Feelings get away
not one on my sleeve
With the wind, I blew away
any chance of us today
got thrown away
when I got sick
I wish you would hear these words
*** you were the first and last thing I lost
to what cost I blew you away
A sunset paints the day
But the moon can only reflect
that light in your eyes
herion brown
I could stare for days
but you don’t want me around
******* for not needing me
your seed in me still grows
and it shows
Broken lost confused
hearing voices, torture, torment pain
I wish I could go back to when I was sane
Nightmares too ugly to say
Thank god those passed
I did it, i survived, i got away
I don’t know how long it’ll last
I feel like death is ******* calling me
so I look at the past
It’’s my favorite past time
Let me tell you for the last time
i needed you
like I need air to breathe
Live on and be happy without me
I know that’s how it works
I hope your happy
I just want you to be happy
and when I die young
don’t cry or mourn
keep your eye on the light
and shine bright, breathe freely

Goblins, gremlins ghosts and more
Tricksters and treaters candy allure
Parties, parades, dances galore
Masks, costumes,  
gowns to adore.
Whatever you do,
don't open the door.
Happy Halloween

I'm lost in the heap of the unfound.
Tossed away, as an old garment.
Within me, there's an untold story.
While I lived and listened to you
Never surrendering my own misfortunes.
Castaway in some box, or clutter.
Never being told.
My silence grows.
In time, I will not be remembered.
Just an old story.
Another tale.
Once vibrant and compassionate.
Heart strong and mighty.
Now frail to another.
Just another lost manuscript never to be read.
Thrown away.
A journal of a  lifetime.
George Maris

If Boy George cosplayed
as Greek youth Adonis, we
would call him Boy Gored