Learn how to detect, contain and mitigate threats faster,
that' why our kind studies war.
War against chaos and all it's spawn
Since the dawn
Never lasts forever.
Ever-y story's hero in the end
No exceptions. That is the rule.
On the scale of grav-it-a-tional forces,
This muthas-hell-vier'n hell i'self
In yo face spell chick ain't nobody
Got no papers on me
I am the teller of this story in this book
And you, there, are the readers.
Welcome to my collection of clichés that click
In time to the echoes of the spheres
A.I. *******. In a gotta d'feata! We allus try umph, first.
Say you put a spell on me
Correct me if you must, but
Later, spell chick.
Now we have guests who've never known
A hatter at all, mad or otherwise.
I have known three, all saner than me,
You shall see
What I mean but
Do not fear
Fear is a terrible thing right
We need God's Grace by everyname
Any of you can think or say or know fore sure
Carries hope and peace to nullify victory.
That legend was lost but indeed did hap
Upon a time when songs
Lived the stories and the stories were legend.
So few survived the chaos at Babel and
Those few that did are t'ain'ted all to hell
One's I heard tell 'em as well
Say it ain's so. All to hell. T'ain't
Whacha thank ye know ye know
Crazy old coot pushin' her Safe Way Cart
Cat-a-corner from the zoot suit shoppe
To Walgreen's, middle o'fift n'Broad Way
Downtown LA, back in the day
Can you see that man. That really happened
Jus' the way you
Onliest thing is it only happened now then
Get that it's like getting' all wrapped up
In light no shadow at all
Doubt to the power of the farthest prime
Fails to fragment such light
From the outside.
Ever-y fire-y dart that twisted sucker shoots…
Quenched by the light.
Good news always seen from every perspective
Same thing, perfect
Peace full nothing broken nothing missing
Get that, too.
Now, just watching old Mrs. Crazicuk
Makin' Her Safe Way Cross Broad Way
Famous image. It looks exactly like you imagined
Had you imagined it and
Not just me I mean
I think we all are lonely for
No reason for some reason
Notice Mrs. Crazicuk's book cover
Upper right corner
JESUS SAVES in ten foot tall daylit neon
Top'o Fift' n'Hill. That's real.
I got a picture. From the internet.
(Hello Poetry don't take images, so Google-it)
If someday somebody explains that
Castle Gothic crenelated thing in the back ground.
I know ain't real.
Please point out I point out
the otherwise overlooked – image
If you ever see what I mean
I imagine there's more mystery
than here at the moment
You see we wee are at peace
ever-when you find us
Legends have never turbed us in such a way
As to cloud the waters
o' cludin' weak light to simulate more dark, an old trick/
an angel-like message troubles the water
stirs up the muck and mire.
Then walk home the long way
This book we're in, life we're in, what ye may call it, we say here,
So it is.
Little people. Legendary little people survived
Not that I know, no.
From January 2017, this is like a flashback in a Series, to a scene that happened ages ago, which led to now, by way of AI.--- I reread post posting and remembered using that picture on a book cover you can see at https://www.amazon.com/IDLE-WORDS-Radioman-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B07F3P1Y8G/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=ken+pepiton&qid=1567484904&s=gateway&sr=8-2