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the ruder the president
the smaller the nation

the open pursuit of flagrant violations
of international regulations
inevitably results
in not so splendid isolation

making america so small again
that it is afraid of a few thousand refugees
and asylumseekers hoping for jobs
and a life unthreatened by crime and politics
The Napkin Poet Oct 2017
A series of poems
Scribbled quickly on resturant napkins
In between tables
On a slow Wednesday evening

The resturant is supposed to monitor paper usage
But poetry
Does not abide by regulations

She snuck the tissues behind the register
Inked them up while sitting on a high chair
Hidden from her section
Lost in a world of napkin poetry
We are not motivated
by a sacred concept
of moral regulations;
the heart’s context
of pleasing The Lord,
presses us… forward.
His Love covers sin
and senses of awkward-
ness that afflict us.

Before Him, we come
to offer our praise,
heartfelt thanksgiving
and lives to essay
a lifestyle of Faith.
As His adopted Children,
we’re to mature, grow
and rise above the din
of this World’s noise.
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Author notes

Inspired by:
1 Tim 3:15-16

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.
Atul Oct 2015
Fact: Bananas have more trade regulations than AK-47s.

Something healthy must be having such ridiculous regulations,
But not the Kalashnikov as it won't be good for trade relations.
But hey, even she dubs me as her loving exclusive AK-47,
'Coz my name is Atul Kaushal - the letters are 4 and 7!
I shoot poetry and spilled is love instead of blood.
My HP Poem #910
©Atul Kaushal
Yes, we have been discharged from The Law,
but we’re not freed from our responsibility;
as Children of Almighty ***, we acknowledge
the duties of our spiritual accountability.

We’re to be obedient to the Spirit’s prompts
and not blindly to a codicil of written rules;
the framework of Godly principles assists us,
when circumstances of Life suddenly turn cruel.

The underlying difference is when perspective
changes from a ***** to one of His servants;
with a proper mindset and divine viewpoint,
we become… the embodiment of His new covenant.

Are we just disregarding the old regulations
or are we redefining them by Love’s Salvation?
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Author Notes

Inspired by:
Rom 7:6

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.
BLACK MOON May 2015
I'm sitting in my office with wild imaginations
I sit on my chair and roll..

I hold my pen to write wild imaginations
but the pen don't touch the pad..

The thoughts run wild no less than a mad scientist
I wish I can go live crazy

but world with rules and regulations
close my feelings in my boots..

wild imaginations.. wild imaginations.. the wild imaginations are coming through
Don't dare to hold me.. don't dare to mold me 'caus I will blast out loud

I am gonna work on my wild stuff
but I  need to start

Start is not a problem, 'caus it has already started
but the problem is to finish the work..

I'm sitting in my office with wild imaginations
I m sitting on my chair and to work

but the work is not interesting 'caus the thoughts are wild
people will never understand my world...

— The End —