#pump
the blood rushes through the body, seeking natural reprieve
cascading world upon world, dawdling as it does please
until it's caught carelessly like loosened lightning in sea
a marvel in majestic malady, i witness; wait assuredly
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 12:32 AM UTC
i was brought up to
read books and play the
violin
i am from the heart of the
world you
know
a place among thieves
a place among business aspirations
a place among the pines
actually like a
postcard however
someday a clan of
gory
icy
determined
men came into town
men who took up
residence
between pines and a business park
buildings were built by the
men of the clan:
golden paint
giant offices
porsches
lambos
maybachs
gory
icy
determined
men had come into town
yelling in strange terms:
brate
hajde
jebi se
unexpected assassinations
executions of local mobsters
****** threats on judges
jebi se!
brate hajde
old methods
new turf
a war began
clan against mob
murderer against murderer
man against man
this place where i
lived
this place among
pines
turned into a war zone
year 2019
corners packed with hordes
willing to die
armed with
machetes
pump actions
rocket launchers
tanks
this place where i
lived
this place among
pines
turned into a war zone
year 2019
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 4:55 PM UTC
When everything seems to cease
When all doors seem to be shut
When the last ray of hope subsides
When the lights seem to fade
When the air becomes thick and foggy
When the sky above is gloomy
When we seem to fall down forever
When our energies reach rock-bottom
When even our kith and kin become strangers
When all movements come to a grinding halt
When the world around you start whirling fast
When your last breath becomes tough and heavy
….
When you start sinking down
Almost lifeless...
….
A lightning inside your head
A sudden deep breath
Jump up
and draw all your power
And swim against the current
in the dark waters
Far, far away
I can see a fade dash of light
You kick away the water
You ignore the unfriendly air
You forget the strangers dragging you
The faraway blade of light
Is now brighter
Pump up your hopes and courage
And charge forward
For ....
There is always a light
At the end of the tunnel
Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 12:40 AM UTC
My heart
feels like it ran
a marathon
while
I am
in my
s
e
a
t facing
y o u
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 2:32 AM UTC
though I yam Caucasian,
tis rightful to honor that most bitter
racist genocidal crime
nonetheless ovation qua
quintessential significant contribution
vis a vis that doth litter
many anonymous multitudinous peoples
many unknown dark skinned souls
bravely fought as non quitter
with melanin so **** sitter
this asthma feeble attempt
made to mind of literate
parent, guardian or sitter
adorn aye rhythmically twitter
to **** Sapiens with Negroid color
who, despite being human *******
managed to adorn
worthy contributions to society,
though an American (though not so proud)
and civilization since time immemorial
hence, I wanna pay poetic homage to persons born
akin to diversity exemplifying gamut
analogous to Indian corn
debased brutally and forlorn
and raised in cornucopia horn
of plenty with rare serf tenderness
whipped by wicked task masters
from the crack of morn,
aye cannot fathom why
a great proportion of humanity
must struggle on scraps of subsistence
viz with fifty plus shades of chocolate
vile shamefully opprobrious sworn
vengeance toward those
via heroic efforts escaped,
manacled, tortured, et cetera history
as slaves an existence
until...pacified family dislocated
sans rent asunder, ripped and torn.
Once a proud family akin to Brady
bunch, now brutally, nasty
and short lived poorly destitute
(case in point) like Haiti -
once a nation extant with cultural finery
insidiously ***** "Lady"
lacerated odiously robbing
unique peoples as owners didst slay
practically naked "Primates"
encaged like wild animals in zoos
culturally robbed while
abhorrently marched in ones and twos
shredded souls without shoes
(analogous to persecuted Jews)
of singular ambition to break shackles
though tightly fused
to life as they chose.
this just one example of many peoples
UNFAIRLY subjected
to subservience and exempt
from enjoying the fruits of their labor.
January twelfth two thousand and ten
(original date this communique writ then
kept wedged where in no wise bore visual witness
vis a vis near annihilation and destruction
of African, Haitian, South American, et cetera nations
whereby countless/ nameless individuals
e’en the strongest Herculean type men
crushed by humungous slabs of
building facades practically
demolishing every creation
since this island settled, which
indigenous tribes sought safety
in any geologic den
seeking solace and salvation
from wrath of nature
by paying obeisance via oblation
perhaps giving credence to clear water
in tandem with rooster and hen
that laid a golden egg, especially
as encroaching savages affected violation
particularly when Europeans
foisted forfeiture of land
with primitive implement like pen
no matter that travesty, trickery, mockery,
et cetera wrought humiliation
pleading invaders to forsake
such actions that rent asunder
culture beseeched god when
these brutish, nasty and (shortish) simians
to cease desecration
yet the peoples of this dominion rose
from the ashes like the phoenix like bird
no mattered genetic pool underwent
white washing from scouring influx
from western thumping proselytizers,
which alien beliefs hard to swallow like curd
basically bribery (with lustrous trinkets)
ah those coveted legal tender
upon emancipation proclamation cessation
to sell men, women and for x amount of bucks
akin to the soundcloud winged fowl clucks
foisted/ forced the unpleasant alternative
(wanton slaughter) to be clearly heard
yet within the very fiber of tropical
man grove persons patiently
lined up their ducks
and declared as one of the first
african american peoples
INDEPENDENCE to be the word
whence adulation, elation, inspiration
echoing across ramshackle greensward.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
*******
There once was a man named Trump
Whose hair looked like a clump
A little bit plump
Never caught looking like a frump
He lived in a home that was no dump
It didn’t even need a sump pump
For some he was a pain in the ****
Yet you would never call him a schlump
Some thought he was a grump
Others said he was no chump
He did like to make people jump
Causing people’s throat to have a lump
Rules didn’t apply to him, no need for an ump
Even when his business was in a slump
Like most he did have the odd bump
For everyone runs into a slump
While there were those that did want him to flump
So along the way he could see a thump
Still others did relay you were a mump
I say so long old friend, Mr. T. Trump
Trump (Ted) 1925-2005
Andreas Simic©
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses,
places, events and incidents are either the products of
the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or
actual events is purely coincidental.
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 10:55 AM UTC
You read and write about strength,
They say mountains show strength,
We speak of iron and metal!
But I believe my heart is the best example,
To burn, break, wound and die.
And still keep pumping blood,
No metal no iron no mountain ,
Has ever been through all that pain,
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
The fairy flew like a dried leaf,
Way beyond the red coral reef,
It flew unto its fairy mom.
The mom was unlike other fairies,
For it is red in colour & has horns,
It also has a pointed fairy tail..
For it is the Devil's own fairy agent!!!
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 11:47 PM UTC
So much depends
upon
A frail heart
beating
Against one
firm chest
Breaking its blood
machine.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC