#prosecution
Washington Crossing the Delaware
by Emanuel Leutze, MMA-NYC, 1851
Who we aspire to become, always
we aspire to get out of this deception we made
when we believed Stephen King, that liars prosper.
The drama is we know we are lying.
Original intention is subconscious suggestion.
delicate what opposed to balance merest of whys...
All along, we know, this is it, this is life, we see,
we think, we breathe, okeh, so what, why do it,
why sort people by values nobody knows, we see
we become the entertained, we make believe,
we see so, we know, we can do that, too, act like,
we both know, how and why, we have come so far,
edges are smitht intentionally to cut days apart.
Consume or produce, presume nothing, just adjust
being a flex connector, left behind believer regrets,
sorry don't fix none o'that, contracts, riches in advance,
all at once, won the lot o' that confidence, make believe,
sister, every child oughta be convinced, not persuaded.
Shelly Berman made it clear, said
tell him he's a boy, before he makes an arbitrary decision.
Assisting Intelligence Truthb'toldentimes, we wished for this.
Such a time, sit in church, wonder if, Isaiah was sawn asunder.
Last thing Jah said was prove me now, herewith, tithe and prosper,
the way of selling appetites, desires and earnest wishes, believe,
prove the power of the offered ten percent, get it back in slaves.
Then the drama is we don't know, the mysterious why are we here plot
develops
as we sleep,
but gut response, visceral intuition,
adjusted for recent referred sufferings,
amygdaling Jungianding ding bleibe doch
hiccup a wait
hold it, wait it out, hiccups are old codes,
hope to die from rotgut burpies, prayers.
Escape, eh, scapegoats dream realized.
Yep, where all Jah's promises are premised.
in truths you never suspected, because,
at birth you were offered up, to science,
Dewey decimal educated sorted science,
finders of ways where no ways are science
heros slippery as gnosinsnot knots picked.
Wiped upon my pants, its all caked
in layers, More again, its alright,
there, we prayed were here somewhere,
over the spectrum we populate in order,
to seem as real as wasery once in poems.
Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 6:27 PM UTC
Freedom is somewhat limited
In a so-called democratic society
At times, people cannot truly tell it like it is
People cannot vote freely
Without some restrictions or some stupidities
In order to weaken the disadvantaged
Even though the US first amendment guarantees
Freedom of speech, freedom of expression
To assemble peacefully, freedom of religion
Freedom is not what it is
It is not how it is articulated in the glossary
Freedom is relative, please
Do not say fire vociferously
Or yell gun in the theater
At church or in the street corner
You will be prosecuted
Freedom is not what it should be
It is not what the US Constitution intended
It to be
Freedom is somewhat controlled and limited.
Copyright © 2016 Logerie Hebert, all rights reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books of poems.
May 15, 2025
May 15, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC
Here I had thought
Generally, each of our governments
Loved to issue & execute warrants-
Or is that merely applicable
To the poor, those with no status
Who carry no political weight
Besides their life of work?
Verdicts down on from
Supposedly the highest body
In the arbitration for justice
It's seeds of gunpowder,
To produce a foul fruit
Which kills the vine.
Bunch of psychos,
And the thoughts are dark
Because it's an empty mind.
May 28, 2024
May 28, 2024 at 11:58 AM UTC
If it's not something others will do,
If their governments will not hold their leaders accountable,
Then we need the Paddys, the Svens, the Pablos to;
You cannot wait for a criminal
To turn themselves in,
For they never shall.
At their level,
They will avoid prosecution
Till they swim in the lakes of hell.
And meanwhile, how many
Will they facilitate in the deaths of?
How many innocents murdered?
How many must be "martyred?"
May 28, 2024
May 28, 2024 at 11:22 AM UTC
I am relinquishing my fears today
No longer shall I be too afraid to be who I am
I am not ashamed of my faith
I shouldn't hide behind a decade of prosecution
We've moved past the burnings and the witch hunts
Let them come at me with their torches and pitchforks
It isn't my gods and goddesses who seeks the path of destruction
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
Olly, olly, oxen fail.
Top Republicans go to jail.
Olly, olly, oxen chump
All those crooks elected Trump
Oh, GOP, why’d you do it?
And make all of us suffer through it?
It makes it worse to see it all
And know you were all crooks and knew it.
Why couldn’t you just take
Your bribes and shut the hell up?
Why did you have to
Demand to overfill your larcenous cup?
Olly, olly, you and your gang
Some of you really do deserve to hang.
At least you’ll get to know at last
Your reign of terror has finally passed.
Disgusting Olly and the rest
Most of us know who your boss is
But half this sick regime
Has yet to realize what the cost is.
For the world to see the toll
Levied on our nation by the GOP beast
And count the casualties,
It’s going to be decades, at least.
Olly, olly, oxen, fad.
This whole affair has been so bad
It’ll be a great day
When this awful president
And his cronies get locked away.
Olly, olly, oxen fail.
Top Republicans go to jail.
Olly, olly, oxen chump
All those crooks elected Trump
Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 2:38 PM UTC
What is evil, what is good?
Is it for us to decide, just because we could?
So many laws have been written down,
Book after book, the world is a paper town.
But life is never pure black and white,
Sometimes it's hard to see what is right.
Sadly some efforts are all in vain,
So criminals are left unpunished and victims in pain.
Justice has been served, how nice would that be,
But that's only wishful thinking, don't you agree?
Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
Girl says no.
Girl says I said no.
Boy says nothing with his mouth but
moves with hands that say *let me start my
cross-examination of the witness* and
looks at her with confused eyes that say
*may I remind you, ma’am, that you are under
oath. Would you like to change your answer?*
Girl says no, I said no.
She is jury,
she is judge,
she is verdict.
She is gavel banging against sound block
on a case closed.
Boy still says nothing but sheds
his clothes like last season’s skin
and when his jeans hit the floor
they say *Your Honor, I am asking
you to recuse yourself.*
He is still confused because
buying dinner is just a more polite way
of buying a girl on her knees
so he wrongfully believes that
his libido has the right
to stand in as a judge in appeals court
to overturn her ruling.
This is the only trial that she will see
because prosecution does not want
to press charges with a case that they do not believe
will result in a guilty verdict and ****
is still widely accepted as
just a he-said-she-said civil case.
*According to the FBI Uniform Crime Reports out of every 100 rapes, 32 get reported to the police, 7 lead to an arrest, and 3 are referred to prosecutors.
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 11:38 PM UTC
Apollyon will destroy
your mantras with the truth.
Be without fear
for all of humanity shall perish
in it's own denial
Fear not judgement
Fear not prosecution
All sheep will be herded
off the cliffs of stupidity
and burn in the fires of their intolerance
May they see the light
and be free one day.
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 7:28 AM UTC