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ScaryGary Jul 28
In the case of EMP, anything electrical will not work. Cars, phones, homes...guns will not fire. The worst part? Our nervous system and everything else in us depends on the signal from our brains, which is electric. Our immune systems won't work, and disease will take over fast, inside of those who don't believe in wellness. What's worse is that a lot of people will be doing very evil things, because our decisions count on those 10,000 signals per second. Please, clear your subconscious mind and know that your biology is your belief, and that our bodies can either manufacture illness, or keep you well. No disease or cancer are a match for billions of cells that are mini versions of you, and have their own systems like yours. Each cell is more powerful that a germ,but they have to be trained and know how to protect you without that signal. We are not born to be sick. I am living proof. Dr Khan said I'd die if I stopped taking my heart meds. It's been two years and I am in the best shape of my life.
I love you. I truly do. I wasn't in the poetry reading game because I saw myself judging too much, and plus I didn't want any outside influence in my writing. I am trying to get some small funding for this. I saw all of this in dreams and in person when I was young. Please clear your mind and stop believing in sickness. If you want to help others, please get with me and we will do it.
Alan S Bailey Jun 15
What does one grain of sand get you when you
Are missing a beach full of good times?
Maybe the thing to do would be to leave the
Plain social behaving life behind.
What lies
beyond the fog
of the deepest sleep
The void
Savor these hard times,
Cherish every drop,
For one day they'll be
far past and behind.

Joy is warm and sweet,
Anger burns the tongue,
Sadness makes its case,
Dressed in smoky char.

Let the others eat
portions meant for kings;
I am far too well
With the bits I find.
Life is a buffet. Waste not a scrap.
I S A A C May 15
all the wells are empty
the wars are lost
all the children cry
but we focus on our capital instead
homeless crowd the streets but we blissfully sleep
in our egyptian cotton sheets, in our bed of lies counting sheep
praying away all the evil eyes
welcome to the end times
Nylee Jan 17
In a matter of time
I've been losing my mind
the heat rises, and the ice melts

we've suffered enough
or was the last year, just a trailer
to what is to come more

escaping it ain't easy
it is driving me dizzy
thinking about it

Simply, there are no answers
To the times unknown
and the life that are gone

do we refuse to look up still
Or are we so used to the drill
this is no more surreal.
Andrew Dec 2021
Every night  
before I sleep
I close my eyes
and begin to weep

I lay there watching
the curtains sway
In a room
I painted black and grey

Will the morning
ever come
why do I hope
to see the sun
when tomorrow
I’ll be mad
feeling numb
ZACK GRAM Oct 2021
Rattah Tattah
Battah Bag had
Quick Lynch...

1 Trillion Ton
50 Million Trillion

Nuclear Tip Missile
Tank so Big Run-over ya crib

Take the guns? NAH!

corners sweepers
Government watching
Clock mocking
Hoes in line one a time..
Drop Em...

Cooper, Rupert, Doobie, Super, durp, Dean, Lean, Quavo, D, T, L, Wayne, Trigg, G Floyd, Stem, B.A., Cam, B, G, C, Mii, Cashish, Rah, Rob, Raheem, Jake, Rasheem, Black, Unc, Baby, Gettah, Guttah, Z, Pete, Reese, Raymond, Reggie, Will...

Ounce pound brick
Brick house pound
Cars ounce trash
Death Dismay
Hope, Prayer
Love an Trust
Faith in God
**** 1 God
Wrote a script
Paint a picture
A picture of...
Fortune, Fame, wealth and royalties
Pure loyalty

Rip off your nails...
Rip off your ears...
Rip out your teeth an tongue...
Cut off fingers toes 1by1...
Stomp your leg and arm bones,
Stab your ****...
Pour bleach on you with gas...
Choke you in an out of consciousness
You're future is tortured,
Mark My Words,
Don't Quote me ***...
Persephone Aug 2021
She came across him on a Sunday afternoon
Lying in a lawn chair with a margarita smile
He said hello in the form of a question
And from there the stories kept soaring
Three hours snapped by
Filled with 3am drunken breakfast burritos, society's marriage scam, two crashed SUV's, and his Denver style
Slipping to an end when the sun decided to sleep
Exchanging numbers was the end
For she did not hear from him again
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