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Yenson Jul 2021
Well pointless endeavours
are still endeavours after-all
especially if you have nothing better to do
Yenson Jul 2019
As all you WASP should know
in our manor of east London in Blighty
when a white crooked family infamous in the manor
burgles their neighbor who are hardworking and law-abiding
These family of thieves and burglars are the underdogs
and deserves all support to cover their crimes
Furthermore all should be done to discredit
and ruin these neighbors who are victims
We WASP know blacks have no right
to live decently and comfortably
so they should be persecuted
hounded, terrorized
slandered, hated
humiliated and
isolated, and
like we used
to do in the
Deep South
Please bear in mind we are the Superior race
and we are the only ones entitled to anything
Please remember, persistence is the key
    ( As you were, WASP brothers and sisters )
Master and servant are names as old as history, but given to those of far different condition; for a freeman makes himself a servant to another, by selling him, for a certain time, the service he undertakes to do, in exchange for wages he is to receive: and though this commonly puts him into the family of his master, and under the ordinary discipline thereof: yet it gives the master but a temporary power over him, and no greater than what is contained in the contract between them. But there is another sort of servants, which by a peculiar name we call slaves, who being captives taken in a just war, are by the right of nature subjected to the [387] absolute dominion and arbitrary power of their masters. These men having, as I say, forfeited their lives, and with it their liberties, and lost their estates; and being in the state of slavery, not capable of any property, cannot in that state be considered as any part of civil society; the chief end whereof is the preservation of property
Yenson Jul 2019
In a feather-fine alcove with muted hymns
a gentle brook rains water over Chrystal rocks
that sways a rippling  flow down to a place unseen
overhead a leafy veil in brilliant emerald canopy loomed
as incandescent rays of sunlight glimpse by in curious peeps
here I sit in favored repose and in deft homage I see the grace
for in a sojourn of a remembrance of past times and days endings
the voice of my soul in reverent hush uttered calmly unflinchingly
Do you know, you have never intentionally harmed a fellow being
neither, I say, have you done a bad deed to another or failed to assist
Do you know I fathom no ill will in you or see the darkness of hate
you smile readily in good disposition, a cheery warmth a light heart
pray do furnish me with a knowledge of where all this breezed from
I laughed quietly in repose as my mind traverse within searchingly
From you, I replied, all from you and the Creator that made you
I am grateful!
Yenson Jun 2020
And your penance
is to daily reach into your disturbia
knowing your mark of Cain beyond whitewash
and the force of truth rakes searing flames on your pains
as you rage nursing the stillbirths of your lame acquisitions
inward to outward your beings shuddering in bloodless vacuums
the rogue pack of miscreants chained to hollowing  madded chants
excluded from banquet of lights your tears ring in hollowed chimes
you will always weep after Olympians for courage and grace is never yours
In white sorrow your penance is to daily reach into your disturbia
Yenson Feb 2022
ploughing in semblance
languid in the malaise of hedonistic ignorance
and caressed by wilful delusions
our lepers at the gate
pour out musings of meanings in meaninglessness

whilst in plain sight
in broad daylight
in barefaced affronts
Chrystal clear to Chrystal shine  
in entrenched rigor mortis  to boot
where forth is the emotional connection that engages

when the subterfuge wheedles around throwing calling cards
and the thieves and vagabonds
their erstwhile pay-masters sit in balconies
orchestrating and conducting with reed batons
forever blowing bubbles in the ears of the lame

presenting lemmings the open drama
at the open theatre
and the hordes cheer heartily
as their chains are oiled and tightened
and they are ****** foolishly around

perchance we live in the kingdom of the blind
and like them joyless protagonists
carry vast empty allotments in our heads
whilst our minds are tutored at pubs and gaming halls
and we harbour base emotions
fashioned in the hives and the dives and dens
or the latrines of their mothers pop-up brothels
Yenson Oct 2020
Overwhelmed by his brilliance
in reluctant admiration and acceptance
they spat out their distasteful putdowns and criticisms
it all overwhelms as they are overwhelmed again and again
by their glaring inferiority
they boil and redden alarmingly
tepidly searching their negative backward minds
looking for disparages and and asinine discontinuance
from their pantries of ******* nonsenses and festering bullshite
to drown out their limitations
for the differences are unassailable
the genuine might of the refined and erudite mind
to the narrow infected musings of uncouth semi-illiterates
the social inadequate muzhiks on the defensive resorts to type
and hauls manure in words
Overwhelmed by the man and his brilliance
its the only recourse of the crude defeated outshone clots
tellingly the more stringent the condemnation from dull paysans
the higher the admiration of the esteemed man that touched their raw
and sensitive bleeding nerves
Yenson Oct 2020
Overwhelmed by his brilliance
in reluctant admiration and acceptance
they spat out their distasteful putdowns and criticisms
it all overwhelms as they are overwhelmed again and again
by their glaring inferiority
they boil and redden alarmingly
tepidly searching their negative backward minds
looking for disparages and and asinine discontinuance
from their pantries of ******* nonsenses and festering bullshite
to drown out their limitations
for the differences are unassailable
the genuine might of the refined and erudite mind
to the narrow infected musings of uncouth semi-illiterates
the social inadequate muzhiks on the defensive resorts to type
and hauls manure in words
Overwhelmed by the man and his brilliance
its the only recourse of the crude defeated outshone clots
tellingly the more stringent the condemnation from dull paysans
the higher the admiration of the esteemed man that touched their raw
and sensitive bleeding nerves
Yenson Oct 2019
In real time
in my real days
I always seek and find
the real realities of the real
and more often than not, they're cold and blunt
glaring and snarling it stares you in the face unflinching
vividly truthful and a hard taskmaster it lays it bare and real
take it or leave it, buy it or run its up to you for I'm always here

So in real time
and in real days
I stood my ground and faced it
show me all as the are I want to know
Reality yanked me in and laid it out bare
open your eyes it commanded and see me for real
this here ain't no bed of roses and we don't deal in lies
we see things for real ain't no dressing up or sugar coating here

Well in real time
and all ******* days
I became a disciple of reality
see all as they are and says all as it is
but I immediately realized in great surprise
that most out there don't do reality but worship delusions
foolhardy in tinted goggles they lie, hide, avoid, deny or reject
in staunch weaknesses they see what they want to see regardless

And in real world
in real dos and don'ts
nothing but nothing is as real shows
peoples, child, enemies, friends lovers, cats and dogs
meeting, living yet bending realities in each and which ways
thieves are heroes, deceivers are true lovers, liars popular sages
wrongs spun to rights, lights dimmed an reality messengers killed
and all in ankle chains and handcuffs see hear take and give as they see their realities..........
When your reality is distorted and your moral compass is confused, remember
One does not have to operate with great malice to do great harm. The absence of empathy and absence of understanding are sufficient (Charles M. Blow)
The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing. (Albert Einstein)
All tyranny needs to gain a foothold is for people of good conscience to remain silent (Thomas Jefferson)
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. (Martin Luther King Jr)
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere (Martin Luther King Jr)
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends (Martin Luther King Jr)
There are times when silence becomes an accomplice to injustice (Ayaan Hirsi Ali)
I chose to defend human rights because I cannot maintain my silence in the face of injustice (Chen Guangcheng)
The more you answer the injustice of others, the more you heal your own soul (Julia Post)
Yenson Nov 2021
Oh! the graced soiree of a gifted soul
a mind at one enlightened
calmed in positive radiance unsold
true knowledge unfrighten
above bitterness of the base and foul
or pangs of the forsaken
a life well made in light and honest toil
of honour unmistaken
far from envy and darkness on the boil
abodes of the weakened
who squirm in pain and languish to spoil
minds dull un-brighten
parading their miseries in reflective gambols
the venting of the sickened
madden by he that sees the unwise as fools
oh! the light of a man heightened
as the afflicted seethe gnash teeth and bawl
Yenson Jun 2022
There its emblazed
in Pantheon worthy Almanacs
that without fear or favour and in justly endeavours
alongside peers I girded my *****
and earned my laurels

Ask in The Bodleian
and the hallowed halls of scholars
have sat with scribes drinking from wells of learning
in well spent I burnt midnight oil
my gown et rolls earned

At the Trade Exchange
my worth and flair remunerated
from dawn I upped with the larks to make hay
held my own amongst equals
in service and toil

Need no reminding
of halcyon days at the Lyceum
of wine women and songs in work hard play hard
all done in sublime grace and style
keeping a wise head on

Cupid will testify
I have loved and been loved
met dusk and dawn in truly hot passions and kisses
touched hearts in honest emotions
with blissful memories till ever

Go to the voices of past
you will find no harm done by me
where and when I could I helped my fellow humans
in compassion in deeds I'll give
if they are happy I am too

I can stand before my God
eternally grateful and blessed
I claim no perfection but know I did best with what He gave
and if all is ruined and destroyed in evil fate
I know His Will be done
mortal actions never deceive the gods
Yenson Aug 2019
I am not a Benefactor
from the legacies of the warped insider-traders
who **** their onyx thumbs as the write with crayons
sharing their chewing gum from mouth to mouth in foaming spittle
the panto-villain has been fingered and the village idiots aroused
see them run around the stage with picture cards and Aide-mémoire
the pillocks of bring down rule and Baldricks ' I have a cunning plan'
why isn't the Guardian on stage when mindful knows Low scale only
not a mediocre buying into the opera of pedestrians' mundanities
the programming of the programmed air-heads in the deluded camp
where the fun is let see how many we can blind and control
I am not a Benefactor from the legacies of nonsensical damp squids
Yenson Aug 2021
Can't you do better than this
go search low and lowest
find the strongest poison go find Novichok
double concentrate and then add more
for what you have
is an ocean larger than the Atlantic
drop as much poison as you like
then add some more
for all your pollution is but a drip
that's diluted and rendered useless
never to take hold
or have any potency
to reach the depths or saturate the vastness
of the true purity of origins
but remember
in radioactive ways you carry poison
and have thus contaminated yourselves
and sooner or later in future nostalgias
you will reap the cancer
of your cancerous devilment
there are No Doubts about that
even a blind man knows day from night
gift-wrapped malicious intents are probably only unknown to the malicious giver all else can see it.
Yenson Oct 2018
What if they had a War and nobody came !
my sentiment all along

Actions so transparent and telegraphed a mile long
absurd anchoring, even more absurd triggering
so absurd as to be meaningless
the hotchpotch logic of simpletons on acid
The banal manifestations of the anodyne retards with advanced hysteria

Think unruly kids on Colombian marching powder
think advanced psychosis with total stage ten delusions
Watch mass hysteria contagion
Logic was never there, rationality bolted beating Usain Bolt
Inveterate liars and fantasists now control maddened throngs

Oh dear! they decided I am madly in love with acquaintance
neither I or poor acquaintance know this
But let not the truth get in the way of a soap opera by the insanes
After All meaningless triggers and Delusionary prompts
keep the sheeples busy in People's Power utopia

They are all having a war, nobody has told me about it
I don't understand their language yet they are very eloquent
Deep in their imagined Neuro-linguistic Programming or mental pygmies playing Pavlov Dog theory of the semi-illiterates  

I just realized why cancer is prevalent amongst them
They carry so much poison and emotional ******* in their beings
It pollutes and eat away at them internally, they get cancer!

Never have been interested in little minds and liars and thieves
Have little time for dumb people, the toxics and the sheeples
What makes cretins think I take anything of theirs to mind
what can I learn or gain from contemptibles
I don't feel inferior so why would I want to learn
how to slander and defame others to bring them down
'Slander is the GREAT LEVELLER voiced one of them
poor inadequate soul, poor pathetic degenerate

I look twenty years younger than my years, no wrinkles
Just slightly greying, mind as sharp as razor
Because I don't carry acidic *******, hate or foul nonsense
in my head,
Because my mind is full of worthy knowledge
because I am not an ignoramus with attitude
because I am not a shameless coward or an empty headed nonentity
Because I am not amongst the madding crowd
I am not an insignificant pointless HATER with cancer in waiting!

I am NOT a SHAMELESS RACIST white THIEF discrediting the
Victim I STOLE from
an OBNOXIOUS gang of SOCIALIST crazed subhumans cancerized
by jealousy and envy
Yenson Mar 2019
The record is stuck on a track titled Opposing
as the turntable whirled around and around
lyrics of unrequited love and a dying heart dozing
illusions of an Angel that glides in secret underground

The tune is of opening memories and *******
rubbing salt and pepper on raw scars and wounds
retelling a fantasy of woe they wish is depressing
leaving trails of green, pink and gold that hounds

But what is a world without make believe to cheer
do you tell the clouds they're trillions droplets of water
when it hangs so vividly in blue skies delightfully sheer
that a rainmaker knows the alchemy to be a blue plotter

What you think you see is merely going East to reach West
a journey where destination is reached before departure
romance never inclined as the genius sat a ****** test
vibes of past angels had shown this here not a true picture

Forewarned and forearmed the rest is merely theatre
good grace and humanity demands fair play and civility
walk on and present personably in this dramatic sphere
keep in mind an end game that holds fine mental agility

The record is stuck on a track titled Opposing
as the turntable whirled in and out around and around
know that omerta demands you have no heart exposing
in dark days your enemies will know where to take you down
Yenson Jun 2022
What good am I
if my mind sees through
the eyes of thieves and knaves
and my words
are fashioned from malice
so as to say
I lie with vagabonds and sleep
with flea dogs
these are my brothers
tell me do
What good am I

absit invidia
Yenson Jul 2019
If the mill laborers know what I know
about celestial being as known in jestful pun
these clowns of the roving feral s casting lore of dubious yarns
thinking imbecility resides in all as they resides in it
the assumptions of wishful vacuous to fester mind
if the opaque laborers know what I know
their aims redundant as always eggs would wear faces
and pointless endeavors will carry owned banners
the over thirty years jokers still blinded to the reverse
Hail the laborers at the mill, hail the jokers with witless tastes
they sabotaged lifts and all walked but nothing was gained
they huffed and puffed and blew themselves to absurdity
they planned and plotted only to see boredom engulfed the crowd
theirs is to do the foot-slog, ours is to laugh at the Wigan pier
what is idle rest, I laid my hay long ago and made my peace
If the mill laborers know what I know
they will see wasters working hard to make more waste
for theirs is to work and fret, fret and work
from birth till death to ghosts already pale from .....
Yenson Jul 2021
Another for your book
to make whatever from
breed to respect those above
who have earned respectability
by wisdom, deeds and behaviour
honoured and revered in grace & favour
and could easily call Solomon in judgements & words
learn from your elders and drink the wine of experience

So tell me what to gleam
from uncouth marauders and thugs
or the coerced sheep begging green pastures
will malicious degenerates spurt Zen enlightenments
or the brazen prodigals share knowledge sublime & worthy
is one guided by the pontifications and rants of mindless hicks
or the lame & jaundiced drama of primed morons in hammed roles
does sense not know or see maddened crowd stupefied on delusions

In noble worth worthy
is the mind a carafe to pour out
and refill with plonk from sour grapes merchants
perhaps a structured & refined minds can be wiped *****
so obvious narcissists can park their demented rubbles & wares
do we not laugh that the deranged Svengalis' altering personality
begin altering their own personalities or lacks thereof beforehand
do we not agree that if you want to make a change begin with yourselves
Yenson Oct 2021
Hood gangsters and loony thugs
stalking for pittance
chasing bravados of the lame brains
pedestrian warriors
of alleys dissecting solidarity of morsels
franchising anodyne flairs
dopes of all seasons and red beasts beasting
mental stalking per psyche
my mind a freeway for rogues and imbeciles
to marsh trundle and vandalise
dimwits see tarmac chevrons and sign posts
I know side trails
made by years of natures sweep and nurtured tends
yet hidden in plain sight
he who knows the guiles of the hunter also knows the ruses
of that in crosshair
the spiritless ghosts and their entourage of goons and miscreants
are nullified on hallow grounds
my spirit is always victorious as the spawns of Cain loose themselves
in mirages and quicksand
shambling tripping messing missing falling and failing over and over
the tragedy of criminals fools and simpletons
Yenson Jun 2022
Coke addled fixation
barren time overload
time to pick on noire

write scholastic diss
panacea for cancer

malignant fear visits
the troubled erudite
now a pale shadow

my pen my rush
another line of prose
another line on the table
its a daily habit

where's that bankcard
Yenson May 2022
Just keep on opening new accounts
says the Banker
we want you to work more for your
meagre contributions
Yenson Sep 2019
Where's my Italian Stallion.....
In the late night
the lady rose and asked
where is that wild buck new to the stable
Not there anymore the night air in waiting replied
then don't just stand there the lady said
Go fetch me me my faithful Italian stallion quick
for I must ride tonight and he is mine

Look at me can you not see
I have toiled in the greens  and tilled gardens
have fetched woods for seven sisters
and walked in hissy fit down the lane
my lips are sore and my fingers ache a times
so now go fetch me my Italian stallion and let me ride
he's mine and I can do as I please

That buck in hue of regal coal is wild and strong
an Arab king mare, big and mean, if ever there;s one
with flanks like rocks and a back straight and hard
oh! to ride him over the hills in wanton abandon delight
galloping up and down with my thighs gripping that smooth skin
Alas I fear I may do damage to my fair and tender laps
go fetch me my Italian stallion, my trained and gentle mare

Yes, he will do as told and he's always there
tells me only what I want to hear and never bite or nip
his mane I like and his neigh makes me laugh like a drain
he's not an Arabian mare and enjoys backing in and backing up
grease up the flanks and tell that Italian mare to come give it to me
that wild buck I fear will be too wild, that unbroken Arab Charger
cost too much and will take so much space I fear I may tear and die......
Yenson Sep 2022
Perhaps the poor ill-bred
get used to a repetitive life management style
despite and in spite of
maybe that explains why they poor and ill-bred
like a comfort blanket
losers grinding failures and praising persistence
as badge of good effort

So dear delinquents lets read that famed fable again
here we go

Driven by hunger, a fox tried to reach some grapes
hanging high on the vine but was unable to, although he
leaped with all his strength.
As he went away, the fox remarked 'Oh, you aren't even
ripe yet! I don't need any sour grapes.'

So delinquents the moral here is actually very clear
and simple

People who speak disparagingly of things that they cannot
attain would do well to apply this story to themselves

Now delinquents
imagine that same fox now deciding to camp under the vine
and every day he leaps with all his strength
and every day he misses the grapes
and every day he remakes 'Oh, you aren't even
ripe yet! I don't need any sour grapes.'

Some would see that fox as raving mad
some would say he is delusional while some will say
this is just plain straight forward stupidity

Now lets look at those poor and ill-bred people who like fox
do the same as fox does every day
venting cursing and  speaking disparagingly of a person that
they cannot compare with or ever match

to these poor and ill-bred hordes
some would say you'd be better deployed trying to improve
yourself and your lot
these pathetic wretches will answer in defiance
we are sowing doubts, we are undermining his confidence
we are haunting him, we are relentless
We are foxy and he is ****.....

And you wonder why some never make anything worthy
of themselves than repeat the patterns of their forebears.....
The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits.

There is no nonsense so gross that some society will not, at some time, make a doctrine of it and defend it with every weapon of communal stupidity.
Yenson Sep 23
Who is to confuse thou
is it the roundhead kapo crooner carping his master's tripe
is it the ragged beggar
floored in discord stringing prodigal's self lament in paradise
who dost can depress
is it the graduated traditional char-wallers still quivering to Raj
Is personality altered
by prime wastrels and lazy-bones who defer ripe opportunities
to merry in Ale houses
whinning about birthrights while a brown runs the high houses
of their absent fathers

Come see mass hyteria
tangled round disgraced under-achievers waving blame flags
In divergent delusions
they spout lies to cover lies and more lies to cover more lies
Flying monkeys follow
eating sour grapes from the pungent grapevines of illusions
Praise our Great Creator
He gives laughable patethic adversaries in blooming ignorance
In their sad insularity
Honour shaming, dignity shaming, virtue shaming is a thing
need we say more........
yo mamas!!  .......hahaha.....I mean, they're not princesses, not Royal in any way....hahaha
Perhaps, we should present our heads at the Tower, they will do a better job of doing our heads in, don't you thinks, mates!
Yenson Aug 2019
and they huffed and puffed
and sang sad songs
and it was all in their heads
for they are sad people
with sad things and sad lives
Yenson Jul 2020
But the fathers never left them a million pennies
only a million reasons to hate
they are now spending all their million hates
on themselves and others who have millions
they are generous that way
they believe in equal distribution of miseries
because their fathers never even left them nothing
Yenson Sep 2019
I play the oiks like a fiddle
know the tattles would tittle
as morons dying to display brotherhood
of hoods in simpletons grape-vine
morons orders younger maidens
in their foolishness to deter contact
where contact is not forthcoming
asinine do delusions to claim they are ruling
I play the morons like Clapton on BB Lucy
just to tease them like I don't know nofinks
and set the morons on another hither thither
give the grape-vine of commoners a twang
just to **** a snoop I don't give a flying ****
Yenson Nov 2019
When hate gives oxygen to publicity
you surprisingly realize
that obscurity is the killer
for obscurity is bland, unworthy, pedestrian, not notable
just another one in ten, fifty, six hundred,
just a ***, actually *** is very appropriate
wild, uncouth, mindless bellicose nothing itching to rumble and vent
that's the place the asinine bully originates
so sit back and dissect the nonentities bullies

obscure, insignificant...defo not please with their lives
Defo not a fulfilling rewarding work leaves no time
to mess around looking for attention or validation
Immature, not well read or intelligent...OBVIOUSLY!. intelligence
at least real intelligence offers confidence, balance, self assurance
Talent-less and unexceptional...OBVIOUSLY...creative talented people find better and right outlets  than trolling or venting or hating
Most likely ugly with no  personality...YES!...most bullies are exactly that, the fat ugly ******* at checkouts, the long nosed hag at the store the weedy fellows, the unkempt, yeah, mostly they are not visually nice in appearance
No strength of Character...OBVIOUSLY, bullies are alway weak, insecure, inadequate cowards.
Confident secure people in a good place emotionally would never dream of bullying
Juvenile mentality, feral, unsociable, dorkish...that almost a staple for bullies, just some no mark simpleton looking for attention, they think it booster them amongst others

Imagine the thoughts of all these hapless nonentities
making one the target of their neurosis or sad happenstance
actually taking the time and making the effort to troll and do ****
Man..that's some serious ****, can make a lesser person big-headed
I don't even write Fan letters to Artists I appreciate
( I should really write and praise Stormzy for his Charitable work )
much less sit and bother some other human with hate and bullying
that to me is as low as you can get.
If you're good I try to learn from you not Hate!
Its really sad to be insignificant, no mark, pathetic drones
worst still, appears the only distractions to their pained obscurities
is Bullying...and look what bullies are, little wonder they talk of going in vicious circles.....
Yenson Sep 2019
Poor Dovers
its a tough town where a ******
has a Rolls and wears Gucci and Fiarucci
and Dovers and mates are shoplifting aftershaves
brothers our lives are hard and where is our birthright
why do we suffer when darkies are smiling and drinking champagne
never mind momentum are on their way to wreck havoc and chaos
we'll paint the town red and make their lives hell for we own the land
No ****** ain't gonna live better than us, we and the devil will see to this
we will ru around like mad dogs
we will lie through out front teeth and then some more
we will hound and harass and bring down the fires of hell
we are Dovers and our empty fragile egos
cannot bear this
the rich Jews have monopolized the economy
the clever Asains are everywhere now even in charge of our Finances
the Blacks are making millions in football and Sports
and now this Darky thinks he's Royalty
No, no, no we can't take this suffering anymore
we are reduced to stealing to get by
we can't take this humiliation anymore
Arise comrades the revolution is here
satire about the entitled Nights that never does any work leaving the sun to do all the work. believe that you'll believe anything!
Yenson Aug 2018
What can the spawns of Ahriman say, that hasn't been said before
What can  Angra Mainyu linage do that hasn't been done
Children of Jahi the ***** fathered by The Opposer himself
When the Ghost of ghosts spawned his offsprings in Hades
Did he not promise them the world and declared it his
Did he not remove the dusts of damnation from them
And send them down to continue his dominion of fire

Once the second exalted but twisted from his arrogance
He faced down the Omnipotent Light and sought to usurp
From thence on banished in eternal shame he remains
The Ghost of Ghosts spawning his demons and ghouls
The pretenders without light or hues washed in satyr's milk
Disciples of extraction of the purity of the sinless inoncents

Henceforth they seek ******* over the joys of Creation
Killers that **** with all deeds and actions the Glories of Light
Ghosts who opened Pandora before Pandora came alive
Who plundered and ravaged as their master solely intended
To destroy all the Magnificence of the Omnipotent Creator
Who stands unequalled Pure and Mighty in His Golden Realm

Ghost of ghosts fights on earth with his spawns multiplying
Master of wickedness doling out false knowledge to ghosts
Covering them with false beauty and riches in ****** minds
Take your poisoned rewards and destroy to live like kings
For I make you children of destruction and ghosts without souls
Soon you will all come and burn forever in undying molten fire
Yenson May 2021
And we blitzed sophistication
with simplification
but only us notice the difference
in our sufferance
though not in the idiocies of our stupefaction
for simpletons do not consider selves introspections
and in our constant reality of discontents and marginalization
we can but find solace in our illusions fantasies and ripe delusions
with simple minds living simple lives we embrace our simplifications
Yenson Sep 13
when he said
'ah, that's a shame'
it was in the context that you can't
benefit from the clause that exempt those with two
definately not that's it a shame
not having any
Mark it. many do not have
and are not weeping or craving
Not all can have
same as not all are millionaires or Princes or Princesses
same as some are just plain dumb and some are erudite and smart
same as the discontents would find a snag in the most inoffensive thing or miscontrue issues because they are cerebrally challenged
So please don't throw your baby out
with the bathwater
even if the Witchhunter General needs the barest of evidence
remember all innocent look at any women
most of whom you wouldn't even touch with a barge-pole
is deem that you are ******* her with your eyes
and to have uttered innocently
'I remember you sat opposite me'
means you want to ravish any woman that stands opposite you
Yeah! I never imagined plebs could be so asinine
their subjective deductions borders on the
utterly ridiculous
but they are good at pro-creating though.....haha haha
It can't be easy being them
any wonder
they crave distractions.....
Yenson Oct 2019
The real lovers are entwine in blissful glows
birth in heady warmth and utopia hearts

Real happy people are soothe in contented calm
all is well within and joyous passion is never afar

Enlightened people rest in the arms of Nirvana
seeking and finding paths to enrich us and our world

Pious devoted people praise and plea to their God or Temples
fervently in spiritual glow and comforting grace to lift souls

The industrious toil at their tasks hoping successes gangs fruition
and honest endeavors rewards and offers betterment to enjoy

The carers and givers selflessly work and give in good grace
at home, at work, everywhere and anywhere to do and give for others

The genuine Creatives in artistic ambiance nurture society cultures
in Arts, in Music, in Writings and various pursuits to lift and sooth us

The Damaged, toxic and Psychopaths, these sad broken and diseased
look for other people to make broken, damaged and weak like them
Ill in body mind and soul they can only spread their pain and miseries
Its cruel to laugh at the pained and afflicted, who honestly spend time hallucinating and dreaming up negativity, lies, delusions and garbage. What sort of mind sees the creation of nonsensical ******* as a laudable achievement to be proud off. Its so laughable it never ceases to amuse.
Yenson Apr 2019
Too intelligent and matured
to be swayed or polluted
by the unsophisticated minds
used to the trivialities of their stations.

what person of note and decorum
conducts life in such limitations
values of the unsound juveniles
expectations of the crass and the backwards

oh, they do take themselves seriously
but unfortunately we are worlds different
and I was never able to learn their language
and avoided experiencing them at close quarters
quite honestly the narrow minded are always so so boring
values, life's view and perceptions all rather limited, you know!
Yenson Oct 2019
Where are the thoughtful s, the brilliants
those young Turks of mine times with tomes ablaze
the searing searches for wisdom in flights of discoveries
soaring into heightened ideas and dives in Philosophy pools
sparring with edifices of futures past and present yet to show

The magic of minds invigorated anew
knowledge incoming and endless forays in disciplines testings
midnight oils burning as brains are lit and wonders founds in old
new skills come in and in growth and understandings you dance
versatility you embrace in bloom of maturity and richness in minds

Talk Shakespeare and see Homer with Sartre
ratios and equations take on compounds and Periodic Tables
the ***** in biology makes ******* covers even more relate-able
Byron says it sweetly and Solzhenitsyn talks Gulag in Mein Kampf
one day in Imperialism while another in Totalitarianism all ideas

My kingdom for knowledge and the trained minds
oh such joy the vista of erudition and peace of understanding
the harvesting of a million lights to banish fears and shame duds
confidence of the unconfined thoughts and enamored teachers
the august seat in a world where diversity is undreaded  and calm

Thus never a war of minds or feigned stances
nothing akin to the posturing fakes and usurpers dim et vacant
or them charlatans lacking gainful foundations in pretentious airs
bovine bullies coated in ignorance manifesting idiocies a la pride
sham laughable buffoons strangling Art for art sake, dopes for free    

So look below and see the infertile minds in fallow  
 base and dank coarse and idle with the occasional sprouts
incapable in essence limited in orientations like a pack of jackals
ignorant and belligerent or puffed up in fear like a capon in anger
nothing enlightened, positive, constructive or gainful just angst
mired in the blame game with limited senses and ignorance raving
Yenson Apr 2020
The stars wait for the dusk to shine
because the sun claims the noon till set
in universal mandate as held in nature divine will
my life is not yours to ban as its destiny is tuned preset
you are heirs to scourges you lash soullessly in your pain
your hearts in reprimand as the ethereal Collector owns the offset
and your hollowed demised minds cake the absurdity of you in vain
   you your children's children harbors horrors from above with no let
Yenson Apr 2020
Everything you say
will be taken down and used against you
I say I comfort eat, they provided an array of cheap food
I stock for a rainy day
but methinks though
what raving red-blooded heterosexual male
would rather have food and grow a big belly
rather than the charms of a desirable woman
the only conclusion I can reach
Such a man is not interested in
that desirable lady
Ain't no Brain Surgeon needed
to work that out
Kapish or words to that effect
Yenson Dec 2020
What is there to doubt
when all I learnt from them
is that they are incapable of learning
and they are susceptible to suggestions
because they know nothing about real confidence
built on proven attributes and defining achievements
you see they are superficial people who live on blagging
insecure, empty and petrified cause a pinprick deflates them totally
they take their lives at the slightest stress cause they cant handle the slightest pressure
can you imagine butting heads with half-baked waffles that can speak that's about it......
Yenson Jul 2021
The politics of half-wit barrow boys
crawls into the kingdom of Thrones
selling rotten lies our blinded limpets
**** hungrily as they accuse others of greed

In shame they point murky fingers
as four of theirs point back at them
the lies of the ignorant is painted white
as revolution of the dumb rises on full stomachs

They steal and plunder and call us parasites
using your cheap labour they say you're Labour
but skim of the top while you drain the dregs
nihilism awaits you if you dare expose the truth

Our Kings are kings of wisdom and truth
holding courts not cutting ribbons or gilded on stamps
ours is to harvest and share not looting with style
fairness justice we hold not gutter politics to hide our shame
we speak to your face not stab you in the back and discredit you
Yenson Oct 2021
You're literally pouring gasoline on the fire!
Yenson Mar 2019
Good thing.......the TRUTH
                    put it in Gucci or some rags
               from the thrift stores
                             paint it any colour or batter
                it to kingdom come
                             TRUTH still sees itself as it is
                ONLY THE TRUTH,
                       unchanged, dignified, enduring

           That's why it frightens the bejesus out of some people
                  That's why they are agitated, weak and aggressive
                  That's why they are hateful, ignorant and mindless
           That's why they hide and can't operate openly in plain sight
Yenson Jul 2021
Countless damaged minds in unison
reigning their madness to topple
all failing and falling
in delusions and allusions
You hypocrite, first take the plank
out of your own eye,
and then you will see clearly
to remove the speck
from your brother's eye.
he is still standing
while you have fallen ages ago
Sumo wrestling was never for manky flat assed western cripples. hahaha...imagine a pack of  Chihuahua trying to up-end a lion,
maybe they should write dogs' poetry to the lion, it may just bore it to death, but somehow I think the lion will just laugh and wonder why his hors d'oeuvres are poets.
Yenson Apr 2021
delusional rule by delusional miscreants

fool ourselves to fool you

do not ask us who are the bigger fools

we do not know or care

we are too busy ordering our fish and chips

from Buckingham Palace

and instructing the Manager at Coutts to move

our millions to the Swiss accounts

tis said an English person's home is it's castle

so we are all rulers

so lets all meet 'art' the Black Prince down the *****

and celebrate in solidarity

come ye all in your diamonds tantrums and tiaras

and all your glad rags
based on an extract from a book by Mickie Takers titled Simpletons Ignorance, though now out of print its a riveting read.
Yenson Jan 2020
You cannot have the best
because you all know nothing compares
You know you do not possess qualities required
so like the fox and sour grapes you cast aspersions
Singing of the greatest love with Mr and Mrs Make-do
whilst both of you know its all just a matter of convenience
Just to be seen to have and be like all those other settlers around
make out like your lives are brilliant and you are living the dream
When in actual fact you hate your self and your sad poxy existence
You talk of friends, your great social lives partying and having fun
deep down you know the're all fake and you all just use each other
You are weak, insecure, fearful and under-confident but you hide it
and poke fun at others trying to get it in first before you're sussed
You have secrets that torments you so you invade others privacy
looking for dirt just to seek refuge from your fears and pains
You are neither bright or smart and you know it too well
But pretending is your game as you point fingers away
calling others names and trying to bring them down
You are yellow belly cowards hiding in sick shame
on Twitter and social media you rant and troll
You are talent-less and cannot be the best
at anything but bullying and picking
We know you and your game
You are Mr and Ms Nobody
Never can be the Best
you don't have
the qualities
it takes
Yenson May 2021 deprived
so needy of attention
and a nod of acknowledgement
and at the slightest hint of perceived notice
its a thumbs up from him or a thumbs up from her
the neglected ****** of social media live another day
Yenson Sep 2018
Listen to the slivering  paths of the Autumn breeze
The coming velvety skies drenched in ink reflecting silver stars
Wave goodbyes to the elusive flawed brown stone with pensive eyes
A heart will gasp years ahead for callousness past shown now in tears
Remember those golden sunsets for now woeful days are never azure
Watery eyes and wrinkled mask lament a time you could have shared
A King's ransom at your feet twined with an  honest heart assured

Hear the whisperings of the mockingbirds and muted cold choruses
Rainbow starlights betrays pots of gold hidden never to be found
Maidens dance retro and the harpist pluck for painters with brushes
By sunkissed shores blends of contrasts joyous in customary ponds
Smiles pure from honeyed caves same when as waxed spears plunges
Save me a place in the delights of Troy and tell Helen to send a sound
Bring me home to peace and love, rescue me from lions in golden cages

Yenson Jul 2020
The hunting beagles
should not be fed before a Hunt
lets keep them hungry for a day or two
to make them keen and sharper
the fox awaits
the fox knows this too....
Yenson Dec 2021
Done lots and lots of wonderful things
then you see the insignificant things
that others do
and you wonder
why can they not do wonderful things
then you realize
most cannot do wonderful things
they just cannot
they are confined to being mediocre
average Joes
follow the crowd and do your little bit
I cannot blame them for being haters
perhaps if I wasn't me
I'll be like them too
but somehow I just know I can't be like them
try as I can I can't fathom that mind-set
maybe that's why
I am wonderful and can do wonderful things
and definitely not
an insecure under confident sully hater
that's to me
is what nightmares are made off
I guess that explains their selves loathing
and the hate and projections they do
poor people
it really can never be easy being them
Yenson Aug 2019
I felt it, I felt it, yes, yes!
Look, see it went right up there
it was a big smooth shiny black dolphin
shiny with a dark gloss and pithy hard frame
wow, it was warm  and I was wet as it arrowed into the sea
I reached out and stroked it as it glided in, it felt hot and firm
I could feel its movement, if felt so big as it swam, leaving ripples
I moved to give it more room to swim and it seem to get even bigger
It was so exciting, I shouted, screamed, never seen a dolphin that big
yet as it swam, it was so tender and gentle, graceful and so rhythmic
one could feel its power, a certain vibe to a force so Pulsatingly good
and that dark glossy velvety smooth skin skimming in milky sprays
just made it so magical, making me think I know why dolphins smile
I felt it and it deeply touched me, I really felt it, there was connection
I will defo go swimming with that dolphin again and again and again
Yenson Sep 2021
Not navel gazing
not in a Zen mood
a sham of a man blinded
can never find Enlightenment
woke cowards hide with thieves
solidarity of blighty's puppets in opposition
give us again the government of Neville Chamberlain
we need appeasement to the **** rule for Zen peace in our time
Yenson Apr 2019
Intelligent, self-assured, confident and up-standing
good education, honest, hard working and charming
wise, matured, emotionally intelligent, suave and polite
balanced, wholesome, loving and caring......
an adequate man of all season
a man of impeccable character
what's not to hate, tell me

Show me another one like him
show me nobility at its best
show me a man that children ad animals take to instinctively
show me a smile and sense of fun that's so disarming
show me his attentiveness and riveting conversation
an adequate man of all season
a man of impeccable character
what's not to hate, tell me

oh, how we hate, hate, hate
talent-less and mediocre
inflicted and conflicted, moronic simpletons
cowardly, ignorant with no charm or grace
plain, ordinary, unimportant and insignificant
What's to love about such mediocrity, what's not to love about us.

inadequate s with little saving grace
characterless or dodgy petty criminals
asinine, imbecilic with programmed default minds
incapable and unthinking puppets
what's not to love about us, tell me, what's not to love about us

Any victims of bullying please I beg you, never ever let them intimidate you, they are the ones with the problem, they suffer more than you ever could, so please see that, no one who feels adequate and secure sets out to torment or hurt another, except they are  insane. Bullies are inadequate, pathetic, under-confident, jealous and envious people, talent-less losers who want to drag others down because they don't have qualities and talents you may have or have that puts you ahead. Claim your talents, stand tall and make then know they are the losers, not you and if they dare try to use violence, go straight to an adult or call helplines and seek help. NEVER BE AFRAID OF THEM, they are ***** who know they are ***** and want to make you a **** like them. Please NEVER fear them, never let them intimidate YOU.
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