Must be so frustrating for a politician ever so
When and if they have ever to end up in court
But then they've made a rule all above the law
Being for polititions court is for them is nort

Can't for the life of the say yes or no in ay way
Ask the time of day ends up their lifes history
Babies vactinated with grammaphone needles
More excuses than any dog has on them fleas

Reliable as a wet piece of string towing a truck
Polititions religions the royals come out of eggs
Of same birds and same words all obsurd
All as useful as oldest days gone by wooden pegs

Andthen when retired millions in their pensions
Give it all a little while and wouldn't you know
They find a reason like camels all back in season
To turn up and for another great whack its so

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

I woner why that person shot her or him the other day
He must have been out of his very cotton pick'en mind
But then its so for all one could at the time know
The one shot might have had a  karioki you'll find

Some have these machines at home use it none stop
Can't hold a note to save their lives giving all the lot
Totally tone deaf most and  giving all they've got
Ever lived near one hell on earth brains in a knot

Like it or lump it one has no option but to hear
Its like living next to an asylum for every soul
Or in the old days off  people stretched on racks
For whatever reasons away back in days of old

It all started with karioki bars somewhere away
From all within hearing but then some with wealth
Decided to get one of their own bringing it home
And out the door peace of mind and often health

Should all be near a graveyards be good there too
But those in there might think their all in hell true
Nothing within the law anyone they can ever do
Like living next to mosks speakers all day through

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­terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018

Not the poetry I wish to write each day
But this is now not going to go away
As long as the insane run life their way
Weighting minds for awhile here to stay

Where is the natural contenting dawn
If today  was run by children the fawn
Lifes woe would go away thus to yawn
But children taught from being born

But from birth parents how they insist
The rest grow thus to live never kissed
Bad news world wide happiness missed
The joys of life almost a  dream wished

It never should be would be this way
If endless followers got a life today
And a world if ignorance to go away
Natures anger instead would play

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018

Who needs to take a rod anf hooks
When going fishing in the Philippine
One just needs a whopping great net
And be invisible as not to be seen

Angels simply everywhere around
And not of them have tiny little wings
But everyone of them so beautiful
The dreams they all create and brings

With smiles only here one can find
And not one of them are the very same
Creating sunshine every single day
And heavenly nights even if it rain

Enough to drive a real man almost daft
Regardless of all integrity and values high
He knows to well the difference yes or no
keeps his heart pumpung till the day he'll die

Just walking down the street better than
Anything a Dr can prescribe come what may
Filipino smiles un-replaceable priceless too
On any given lifes a gift kind of normal day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

After the earth had already been wiped clean
Five times before billions of years after  we came
Man way more interested in past than future
Once more a lost civilization man alone to blame

My own soul has told me if it all of what it knows
Once more to come we the longest time ago
And from a place still above his comprehention
He'll ask how was I back then suppose to know

Sadly badly it shall be once more be the same
Life a most precious gift we allow equals to rule
I've no doubt within my very mind woman will
Be the last remaining soul using a rock as a stool

Mans sexist racism egotisticle war loving attitudes
With half a brain he can look back this to see
But like achild bold he cannot be at all told
Cutting all just above ground and still up the tree

Families only wanting peace of mind to find
I fear not myself lived my life but children dying
Brain washed many all by religions politics
So many innocent heartbroken and crying

Nobody takes uncountable wealth with them
Not when comes the time oxygen is no more
And they'll blame their god from deep in sod
When they alone karma visits them for sure

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018

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