It was predicted ever so long ago
By one so few will ever understand
Born second of June back when
Never been wrong yet since sand

Many things he saw and wrote of
Many been and many yet to be
A soul with insight and of future
Since first birth of ocean and of sea

One thing he predicted being still
That 2018 year of earthquakes true
And this year is far from over yet
Preperation needed by all  through

We all living only on an earths crust
Way deeper below all hell is so alive
Time to think of all earthquakes course
If the human race is re this to survive

This planet thus unloved as it mostly is
And man playing god more so of late
With nature and karma working as one
Time man opened his mind re lifes last gate

terrence michaek sutton    
copyright  2018

If the moon could tell its stories
Of all that it over time has seen
If earth could only show its history
Of civilizations gone that have been

If the universe ran a full documentry
Of before the earth was actually born
If the sun told of many changes known
Of its endless sunsets its every dawn

If a place above human comprehention
Told of the many classes in earths school
Of life forms on earth its seen come and go
If this race has learned more than a fool

If the human race has learned anything
As each class in university life its passed
If it could provide the largest ever mirror
Reflecting simplest exams failed first and last

Of all time each time if humans learned at all
Would the human race not be as ignorant true
Would this entire race be any different today
Than it is today oh how I wish I knew

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018

Reasearch is done I'm told on T V of late
Why the middle of the Sun is hotter there
Than the surface of the Sun is they ask
And they are scientists beyond compare

Why do they think the earth hotter then
In the middle of the planet all hot air
Wasting endless money on their stupidity
Earth is suffering as if they even care

The human race all but lost it dying so
Like religions screaming about abortions
And every day thousands of children die
All religions politics scientists distortions

I should be a scientist too as I found out
If I throw dirt up in the air it comes down
And as well that water doesn't run up hills
If I dive under for an hour I will  drown

Knock it off go to hell improve our planet
Brain dead money wasters scientific fools
Take way more interest in our planet home
I get way more common sense from mules

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018

Money is a tool for us to use in life
Everything has reasons for a price
It has positives and negatives too
Not enough too much both not nice

Money parts friends gives oppnions to
Those with wealth it lies they know not
Seeing themselves as what they'll never be
Reality for them long gone tied in its knot

Losing values integrity principles honesty
Never can they simply go back anymore
Becoming their own as if god on earth
Common sense faded an unrealistic war

Money lies as does politics religions too
It all comes down to numbers in banks
As money has turned them into its slaves
Reality gone blind and money never thanks

Not ever feeling one day they'll die after all
Wealth it takes away peace of very mind
Yet they worship it even in their sleep
Money just a tool but can be so unkind

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

In a bar some country singers and I
After the gig was over done our bit
Enjoying a drink or two maybe a few
When a woman came how she spit

***  ***  thats all you guys think about
Laughing I then asked her for her hand
Shaking her hand I said see we had ***
She said your brains are all but sand

I said no we had *** skin touched skin
I'm fine and you look still ok it seems
Thats *** on most nights for most souls
Sleep on that hand and bless your dreams

Just then a I'm so beautiful model came
I said what I'd give to massage you tonight
She said oh no I know the likes of you friend
Its not to massage me you want its true

I said heres five hundred dollars keep it
If I unbuckle my leans at any given time
She said OK lets go I got your money here
Give me a massage thats better than divine

So off we went half way through the massage
I said this oil smells really not all that good
Have you got any after shave or perfume
And then it will smell lovely as it should

Getting down to top of her rear I added
The perfume into oil with a good glug
And it ran down into to you know where
And she spat the dummy out like a plug

Perfume in there really burns a bit so true
Get those jeans off right now she screamed
I said oh no I'll lose my money beautiful one
She threw the money at me just as I dreamed

After the night had gone as I knew it would
I got my money back and she by then was mine
I lay there in the coming dawn almost worn out
And restingg she wore a smile just short of divine

I fronted the guys with their prying eyes suprize
They were still there at a table drinking yet
Well how'd it go they wanted to then know
Look at me I said game match and set

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Long ago I got on the road
The world my back yard
Started traveling all over
Met many a poetic bard

Learned the ways of people
Writing of it all on the way
Have poems not on computer
Wrote sold songs sing lots today

Writer of book songs poetry too
Heaps still in boxes from back when
Seen many places met endless souls
Loved it all how I did back then

A traveler becomes a deciple of wisdom
But generations many have faded away
Even Jesus studied Bhudism in Kashmir
Was eighty five when he died there one day

Religious I found time wasters collectors
Of unknowing souls never dying on a cross
All comes down to wealth greed organized
No problems karma will be their loss

After all said and done all were just families
Those who were the captains of their soul
All much the same as all families were then
Since earliest days away back times of old

There was as if a unuversal language then
But since that time minds closed so tight
Soul slavery became a hundred years later
Writing bibles mans word not gods so right

I saw lands oceans seas mountains valleys
Ships made from straw camels horses too
Was so many ways to travel had they then
Country to country all under skies of blue

But now those times are over gone for good
As generations passed stories changed true
People all were just that people minds open
Greed and wealth lies written more than a few

We are all here to only learn oppasites choices
Like knowing right from wrong left and right
If you know them you don't need religions
A new born baby knows them day and night

If one cannot do a good turn one don't do bad
Treating others as you'd have them treat you
If it wasn't for a good samariton doing likewise
The story wouldn't be the one they call true

Simplicity I love that word its right up there
My insignificance in life my own invisability
One can't walk both side of a barbed wire fence
At the same time choices have to be made agree

I'm older than so many right now no regrets
Learned more than most would believe true
Almost finished this class schooling so be it
But old souls I adore each one of you

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Its been the way its been for simply years
Man responsible for everyones tears
Hes the man the one without fears
His debt to earth so deep in arrears

Now we have one more to as if save all
Without any idea of a coming fall
Its heartbreaking all his own call
Already shown life the door end of hall

To know look back far and our now
And the answer of future is mans sow
I'd give my life to be wrong this I vow
Its just a matter of time as it will allow

So many deciples follow them in a line
Earth could have been forever so divine
Religions and man playing god ever fine
Earth five times destroyed sixth unsublime

The meek will inherit earth words of man
Speaking for god as man works his plan
Wealth and greed his heart all demand
Soon once more earths fire burning sand

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terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018