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Yenson Jul 2019
its easier to create chaos and destroy excellence
than to learn and grow oneself to the standard seen
its easier to mouth off and be a stinking bully
than accept that we all have different talents
its easier to hide behind a screen mired in our inadequacies
than accept that we are so evidently lacking in so many ways
its easier to be envious and jealous of those that shine
than attempt to improve ourselves and thus obtain self worth
its definitely easier to push some aspirant down deviously
and than spout a tirade about them falling down so easily
and its absolutely easier to identify a louse and an *******
because of their insignificance and the contemptible ******* they write
Yenson Jul 2019
Its stuck in their heads like a finger in a ****-hole
pull it out and a torrent of water jets with stunning force
a wasteful cascade of the natural gift that feeds world-wide whole
water brains is fitting here for what is stuck in liquid brains is farce
its a 'silver-spoon' image created by knaves, spivs and errant proles
alas, its stuck in watered brains brewing stormy gales in places sparse
fantasized 'silver spoon' has driven dammed water-brains to sad tolls
no reasoning or logic assailed vituperate mob voicing fully till hoarse

War, war the tin coat armies rise in Tolpuddle marches
a 'silver spoon' resides in our dusty midst in shinning splendor
heads heaving with dank waters, muddy slosh they riled in batches
lords of Denim and dukes of tattered canvases go knocking at doors
join the revolt and do your bit for a silver spoon is to be put in latches
no rhyme nor reason to watered-senses as simple minds settle scores
in frenzied pain and fevered angst's they tarry, scurry and scratches
hate has been legitimized and freedom for racists to all roast and sour
pandemic madness in full throes, a made-up 'silver spoon' to dispatch
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Yenson Jul 2019
If Reality sat in the chambers
a Presiding judge with wig and gown
and Honesty and Sincerity were supporting members
the case would be heard and decisions made without a frown
they would consider the facts as it was in that month of November
their verdict straightforward hold we see no discord irresistibly sown
if  absence of 'mens rea' why not just apologize and douse out embers

So with reality presiding in the Courtroom
the matter before has dragged with no conclusion
plaintiff harbors no guilt, intentions were pure with no gloom
merely sought mutual agreement 'n believed we shared persuasion
my Lords, on my part all required met, there exist no reasons to fume
there rests my case, redress is neither here nor there I seek no evasion
Lords Honesty n Sincerity knows as you Reality sees truth has a room

In the verdict of Reality and supporting Lords
guilt would never be on my side and should not be seen
if the Defendant genuine and real, dare I say amendments easily forged
simple heartfelt relent, warm words as balm to soothe that fiery scene
where deceit n craven lives, positive nuances seem destined to dodge
in fear the sinner hides flinging blames and retorts to that not serene
my coast is clear let my truth be known, that my Lords is what I lodge
Yenson Jul 2019
"YOU MAY SHOOT ME WITH YOUR WORDS
YOU MAY CUT ME WITH YOUR EYES
YOU MAY **** ME WITH YOUR HATEFULNESS
BUT STILL LIKE AIR,
I'LL RISE"

I AM THE FEAR EVER PRESENT IN YOUR PAIN
THE QUESTION YOU FIND NO ANSWER TO
THE ROCK OF YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW
THE IRON FORCE THAT ENTERS
AND YOU TREMBLE
I AM THE ONE THAT MAKE YOU SING
Yenson Jul 2019
If its meant to bug
the bug must have died

If its meant to torment
the pain can't be found

If its meant to taunt
the imbeciles are not making sense

If its meant to degrade
the commodity reads 'non-degradable'

If its meant to ridicule
its become a case of 'from the ridiculous to the sublime'

If its meant to destabilize
the foundation is unshakable and holds firm

If its meant to remind
staged and artificial memories are null and void

If its meant to sow doubts and uncertainties
the seeds are edible parrot seeds and can't germinate

If its meant to confuse and haze
the teacher has a fool-proof dictionary

If its meant to overload thoughts and mind
kid's nursery rhymes are not meant for erudite considerations

If its meant to depress and demoralize
Actors know characterizations are discarded off-stage

So what have we got
Well, on the news today, it says more and more youths
having mental health issues without adequate treatment facilities
unfortunately the internet provides an outlet for dark expressions
Ah so what we have
are
dark and damaged minds
sad, frustrated, angry venting

the tosh, codswallop, frenzied sick crazed deluded outpouring
of the pathetic inadequate souls suffering....suffering desperately
looking for relief, anything to make them feel just a bit better!
Many trolls are trying to get a reaction because they are unhappy. It doesn’t excuse their behaviour, but it may help you to see that their comments are more about themselves than they are about you. Trolls used to be limited to fairy tales, but not anymore. Internet trolls are people who bully others online because they enjoy it. It might be because the troll is a young kid who thinks it’s “funny” to say mean things to people. It might be because that person is lonely and angry and wants to make others miserable.
Pity them. think how lonely and sad someone must be to do this kind of thing for fun.
Yenson Jul 2019
A new war-cry tumbles into the fray
a'other mantra berth from book of twisted creations
a sound-bite joins the show and walks the catwalk
dressed with injurious design and forget-me-not lilies
a morsel of tale for the morsel minds easily digested
twisted out of context fried and dusted nuggets
for the delectation of the chained and hungry minds
Here, a boy with five small barley loaves n two small fish
He did it, we can do better for ours is the age of digital
the dawn of machine politics, spin doctors and fake news
Now the multitudes are always hungry and its a fast paced globe
its dogs eat dogs and the sound-bites are steaming hot-dogs
Our Red Church of the Multiplication preaches sound-bites galore
mix and mash, twist and distort, smear and gloss, bake and serve
**** the Purist, **** the truth and feed the gilded to the masses
The shamed white Thieves raging at the righteous man that shamed them
A vendetta they say, you do not intimidated I say
Do your worst white thieves and their errand crowds
Do you worst for you too and gang know no Peace
Yenson Jul 2019
they say they can do heads in
whatever that means only them knows
they say they can alter personalities
i say i have already altered your personalities
made y'all obsessives I'm jumping in your minds
y'all think you've got snowflakes like ya'll
swing from rope, male suicide is the largest killer in ya land
they can't handle pressure, no spine mommy's boys
my mate, my mate its all about ganging up,
alone, they disintegrate and panic, they are made weak
they talk of love yet they're plastic superficiality
will do anything to belong, can't abide themselves
cause it's all empty air and bravado
all semblance no substance, they use money to buy love
money gone love disappears cause they keep nothing real
they are incapable of truth, snipers, back-biters  inveterate gossips
pretenders and actors always scared of realities and the truth
cannot deal face to face because they know not how to relate
follow the crowd, do as others do, we are all equals
EQUALS,  my ****,
what makes you think I am like you, spineless inadequates
unequipped, un-prepared indulgent saps of nanny county
We love our moms, yes she cooks, clean, tidy and even ***** you
And these are the ones that wanna do heads in, alter personalities
NO we are not all the same
you are dross
I am quality
AS you were, park lifers, go sup another pint...
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