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Kathmandu
a quaint, romantic name,
had wanted to go there now it is a dream.
Nepal, this small mountain country
often used a golf ball between big countries
for purely selfish reasons.
Thousands of people killed and classical
palaces are reduced dust covering
mountain tops
as a fog of sadness  
Cry my lovely I can only offer you friendship.
But for the tourists who evacuated on
Himalayas’ sacred top.
Filling valleys with empty cans of beef
and toilet paper flapping in the wind,
I have little empathy
rich tourists that had to bestride and befoul
a holy mountain.
The world today is as it's always been, filled with greed, death and war.
I sadly reflect that it get's worse and worse and through my heart it tore.
Soon everything must come to an end and so must the pain, blood, and gore.
I hope someday Christ will come and take away the pain the earth cannot stand anymore.
People are greedy and vile and I weep when I see them befoul the earth, stop it! I implore.
Alas! With a heavy heart I realize they will not, but ignore.
Brent Kincaid Dec 2015
The children of today befoul
Their grandparents with disrespect
And nurture their own children
With television shows and neglect.
They don’t teach children to be kind
And fail to teach them not to cheat.
So they grow up morally blind
Expecting to be paid to be sweet.

These kids were raised defectively
That hits it on the nose.
When you treat them so neglectfully
That’s just the way it goes.
They grow thinking they can get
Everything they desire.
And when they fail to get their way
They set the place on fire.

Now we have generations of them
Like hogs on the living room couch
Shoving their faces greedily
Like they’re a royal grouch.
They ***** if they think someone
Is getting more than they do.
But ask them to vote differently
And they whine they don’t want to.

They never notice that they dress
Like they did as in their teens.
Football jersies, shoes untied
Baseball caps and old jeans.
They say the same old crap
They used to say, not much new
About girls, and the car they drive
And what they’d like to do.

These kids were raised defectively
That hits it on the nose.
When you treat them so neglectfully
That’s just the way it goes.
They grow thinking they can have
A life of nothing but fun.
And when they fail to get their way
They go and get a gun.

Ask them names of those people
Got elected to represent.
Most of them barely know
The name of the President.
They don’t vote, they don’t go
Even so far as the local PTA.
This is the American voter
The kind we put up with today.

These kids were raised defectively
That hits it on the nose.
When you treat them so neglectfully
That’s just the way it goes.
They grow thinking they can get
What other people own.
It’s like these losers found a way
To live in the Twilight Zone
Alyssa Rose Dec 2014
Tainted havoc ensue
from our imminent destruction.

We befoul each other's affinity
with the ruin of our past lives.

Together we spoil, destroy, and infect the air that devours us.

Coexisting is not an option
between

You,

Me,

and

Sympathy.
12.18.14. 2:26PM.
Lin Cava Jun 2016
Theodore Roosevelt –

Teddy ceased to walk this earth, benefactor to his beloved Nation, valiant in his service to his country, his family and the family of Americans, on January 6, 1919.

During his remarkable life he never wavered in his support of America – these United States, and Americans.  Were it not for Teddy, there would be no National Preserves or parks.

He had much to say.  So sage was his insight that it retains universal relevance to this day.

Sadly, we have no modern day Teddy to set things right; there is so much to address, and so little time to meet the challenges.  I fear we have adopted a timidness of heart that would be a foul countenance for this President to see.

What follows are some of his words.  See if you do not agree that they remain relevant words of wisdom, to this day.  Teddy is gone for 96 years.  How I would love to see another like him at the helm.



“Any man who tries to excite class hatred, sectional hate, hate of creeds, any kind of hatred in our community, though he may affect to do it in the interest of the class he is addressing, is in the long run with absolute certainly that class's own worst enemy.”



“Behind the ostensible government sits enthroned an invisible government owing no allegiance and acknowledging no responsibility to the people. To destroy this invisible government, to befoul the unholy alliance between corrupt business and corrupt politics is the first task of the statesmanship of today.”

“Our government, National and State, must be freed from the sinister influence or control of special interests. Exactly as the special interests of cotton and slavery threatened our political integrity before the Civil War, so now the great special business interests too often control and corrupt the men and methods of government for their own profit. We must drive the special interests out of politics.”

We should insist that if the immigrant who comes here does in good faith become an American and assimilates himself to us he shall be treated on an exact equality with every one else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed or birth-place or origin.  But this is predicated upon the man's becoming in very fact an American and nothing but an American. If he tries to keep segregated with men of his own origin and separated from the rest of America, then he isn't doing his part as an American. There can be no divided allegiance here. . . We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language, for we intend to see that the crucible turns our people out as Americans, of American nationality, and not as dwellers in a polyglot boarding-house; and we have room for but one soul loyalty, and that is loyalty to the American people.

-Theodore Roosevelt - January 3, 1919 - Publicly read on January 5, 1919

Roosevelt passed the next day, January 6, 1919



“Every immigrant who comes here should be required within five years to learn English or leave the country.”



And, wouldn’t this apply to the keystone pipeline? –

“Here is your country. Cherish these natural wonders, cherish the natural resources, cherish the history and romance as a sacred heritage, for your children and your children's children. Do not let selfish men or greedy interests skin your country of its beauty, its riches or its romance.”

“Leave it as it is. The ages have been at work on it and man can only mar it.”

*

“In foreign affairs we must make up our minds that, whether we wish it or not, we are a great people and must play a great part in the world. It is not open to us to choose whether we will play that great part or not. We have to play it. All we can decide is whether we shall play it well or ill.”

“In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American... There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American. We have room for but one flag, and that is the American flag… We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language... and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people.”

“In this country we have no place for hyphenated Americans.”

Presidential thoughts and on leadership…

"Patriotism means to stand by the country. It does not mean to stand by the president or any other public official, save exactly to the degree in which he himself stands by the country. It is patriotic to support him insofar as he efficiently serves the country. It is unpatriotic not to oppose him to the exact extent that by inefficiency or otherwise he fails in his duty to stand by the country. In either event, it is unpatriotic not to tell the truth, whether about the president or anyone else.”

“People ask the difference between a leader and a boss ... The leader works in the open, and the boss in covert. The leader leads, and the boss drives.”

“The best executive is the one who has sense enough to pick good men to do what he wants done, and self-restraint to keep from meddling with them while they do it.”

“The things that will destroy America are prosperity at any price, peace at any price, safety first instead of duty first and love of soft living and the get-rich-quick theory of life.”

Yes, he had a lot to say.  Not everyone can agree on everything.  But, I am sure that Teddy would have rather a person support their position, firm in the knowledge of the situation, when not in agreement, than go along meekly, unwilling to effect change.
Our Politicians, by and large, have become what our founders intended that they NEVER become - De-facto Royalty.  They are our nations royals, holding themselves above those they are purported to represent.
The are so much so above us that they exempt themselves from laws of the land that we must abide.  They refuse to represent the people in seeking solutions for the good of the country and obscure that with making ovations to "be inclusive" of special interests.  What is good for one, is good for all - no longer matters, as our representatives have taken the power we gave them and twisted it.
Far to few to make the difference, those who would not conduct themselves as if a class above the People are unable to overcome.
I grew up on Long Island, not far from Teddy's house.  My son and grandsons call it just that - Teddy's house.  They have visited, played and learned there.  Though I was born long after he left this world, Theodore Roosevelt touched my life - in fact, all of our lives.  Strange that I should so miss someone I never knew.
Redshift Oct 2013
there are things in this world that aren't ******* fair
like children who believe they have ADD
and avoid dealing with what they really have.
like mothers who tell their children lies
about fathers
like children who adopt monsters that don't belong to them
personas that they try on like sparkly ballet flats
writing poems about being abused
and having ADD
and a ****** life
some children are wrong.
and i only know because i am their sister
children learn to tell lies
it's not their fault
i must remember not to blame them
but it is hard
there are people in this world who were truly abused
and you, sisters
befoul their anguish
with your wolf-cries.
i will never know how many times i must say this
but you weren't ******* abused
and you don't have ADD
and your mother is a ******* liar
i love you both
but i cannot listen
any more.
brandon nagley May 2015
Truth,
Men stop selling thy empresses to magazines and cheap sell outs!!
Truth,
Women , stop giving in to buyouts where thy men make you cheap dieouts and slaves to them!!!
Truth,
Men stop putting grenades in young lads hands, where thou bury your dead in thy sand,
Only waiting for thine next war!!!!
Truth!!
Kings and queens find your amour', not with currency you have collected!!!
Truth,
Both love each other not as objects but as one unprotected!!!!
Truth,
Men,  stop thy iccusion of thine own brothers, for respect one another, they are thou, and thou are they!
Truth,
Mothers, waddle/thine children,
Don't grieve for today!!
Truth,  
Fathers, show thine daughters makeup does not make beauty,
Nor can any fashion bring her rubies, for she's that ruby herself!!!
Truth,
Sibling lend thy hand, make voice with thy stand, If one screams will thou help?
Truth,
Leaders, do not befoul thy archaic province, make thine sons and daughters queens and kings of all challice,
Let them grow in purest reverance!!!!!
Truth, men stop thine own lusting, for doth not thou have a wife?
Truth,
Women don't thou to?
Truth,
Babies grow up to hear thine folks, for your skin by them was cloaked, Didst thou not know obeying is the greatest commandment?
Truth,
Boyfriends,husbands and men treat thy dame as if there's no more, call her your mi amour', not thy slave to fix your menu, and clean thine own dish!!
Truth,
Dreamers dream , and poor ones wish,
For one day you shall rulleth hand and fist to thy rich!!!!

TRUTH!!!!!
In nights most darkest hours
when all the worlds asleep
I leave my shadowed stage
and gently start to weep

I cleanse my soul with saline drops
to befoul it yet again
in front of atlas and his wait
the world and all its men

my mask grows painful
a burden in my chest
fake a life I never knew
removed, and I forget the rest

And sheltered in the alleyways
in the scourge of all man kind
there I felt your touch
as your hand slipped into mine

the prince of the sun
then span his golden wings
and took me from my misery
and all those other things

and now in midnight hours
I lay bundled in your arms
after you threw away my mask
and kissed away my qualms

and now I shine the brightest stars
and I play the play for you
you became my audience
the only bliss I knew
jeffrey robin Aug 2015
we come


To your town

(Hungry)

!    ?    !

.~~


I mean :

...We know what we are being trained to do ...

to gun them down !

;:

( all them hungry kids )

///

THATS OUR WORLD YOU KNOW  
THE ONE THAT WE ARE CERTAINLY
TOO POWERLESS TO CHANGE
WE SAY CONSTANTLY

KNOWING WE ARE FULL
OF ****

BUT WE SAY IT ANYWAY BECAUSE WE ARE SCARED

))

By the fires and campfire

Creating false stories to become false memories
To become a false religion about a false god

We sit and watch pure and total DOOM encircle the whole planet

and polute the whole universe

And befoul the very heart of the creation

And we accept it all so passively

But crying all the while

))

Me

I think we should all probably reconsider what should  be our

Plans  for a tomorrow

That is today seen as a begger limping in

With an an absolutely confused

Look on his face

!!!!

I really feel it's the HOUR

When the true and natural unity of

WE THE PEOPLE

assert the simple truth of love

And our unique sovereignty

As the PROTECTORS OF THE UNIVERSE

and the GUARDIANS OF ALL CHILDREN

instead on being the ones

Standing here before them

As they stagger

From the orphanages

And approach

The rich man's horde

::

Standing there

Ready to gun them down
mark soltero Sep 2020
degrade me because you love me
infect me with your cancer
befoul my integrity
because i’ll do anything for attention
disillusioned with my charming grip
you lie awake
thinking of ways to let me down easy
you won’t be getting rid of me
because it’s me
im the malignancy
Shubham OM Sinha Sep 2017
A street is a sight to behold!
At first glance, you may disagree.
For, it seems so cacophonous and befoul,
One may prefer to flee.
But once you beat ignorance,
Then you begin to see,
That the sight that just seemed awful!
Is now filling you with sheer glee.

The noise starts to fade,
And a certain music ascends,
And all the traffic starts dancing
To the beats of some indiscernible band!
And while you are being awestruck
By this momentous encounter,
If you pause, you’ll again, realize
that the grandeur of this show
Is greater than what you see.
For it is “The grand show of the street”
And every denizen of or visitor to
The city has been a part of it.
Every one of them, including you.

It starts in the morning,
With performances from
Chirpy children, sonant hawkers,
The devotees, the walkers
And the other morning birds.
Then slowly the vehicles enter
Adding their own tunes and rhythm.
The show reaches its first peak, just before noon
Then it steady descends but just does not goes numb.

Then as the evening approaches,
The music again rises,
The dance intensifies.
And the glamour of lights, adds
To the splendor of the show
And then slowly the music descends to null,
And the city takes a bow.

But the show does not end here,
For, it never does.
As the lights go dim
And the night departs,
The street is ready
For the next part.

One can be a critique,
and complain,
That street is a sad place,
Full of pain and disdain.
Or one may become an admirer
Of the everlasting spree
And enjoy this pure bliss,
That being a part of this show is.
see more at www.lifeversery.com
jeffrey robin Jul 2013
If you'd stop

Feeling

So god ****** sorry

For yourself

You'd have nothin to
Feel sorry about
--
And your suffering

(Which is totally imaginary
Anyway)

Would cease

But -- then what?
--
You'd be free to act responsibly

Which is what you fear
---

So you "suffer" loudly

And become ugly
--

And befoul the world

With dead love

And it's agony
jeffrey robin Dec 2014
))((        ))((

0--------  x  -------0

  O          O
u


lightning !!!!!!
                                                          ( the storm )

The night bleeds life thru tiny cracks and crevices
Leaking thru tenemented  slum cities
Into the white world



We watch the bankers play the money game

Stating with fake numbers who shall rule and enslave

//             //

We are merely rats somehow

We are hardly even mere spectators anymore

//::::://

Johnny at the bar with Mary the ***** !



Even love  gotta be paid for !

/////

The rancid stench of decay

Poisoned attitudes befoul the very air
We try to breathe

And war like talk mars the remnants
Of our sensibilities



I love you / she said



I know what you mean

//////

The brittle fragile day / still

We gotta start all over again

••

From out the ashes !

Escape the ugly garden !

On the journey
Ameba to man !

///////

Get down !!!!!!



Life

Seeping thru the cracks and crevices of
Broken down bodies in the tenemented
Slum cities

Of the white world .......... We

Come to see the senseless   Sensitivity
We bare

And we dare thusly to come awake

On a new day in a new world
Nisha Fatima Jan 2019
The dispiriting prison bar is now your frontier,
What left your character drowned in blood,
The environment draws you with fear,
Your living corpse plunge to the befoul scud.

The critics, the juries, virtually invisible enemies,
You need to hear their loathe in the darkness,
Around all these hopeless entities,
It's a woeful depiction of inferno.

They got knives of deception and treachery,
As you turn your back, they stab, you kneel,
Wish you die in a blink, yet torture gradually,
You have entirely deviated the vocation to heal.

Victims learn from mistakes,
You never did,
They will hurt you again for all sakes,
But then you realize you're stuck amid.
Astra Zenneth Nov 2016
I looked at what I'd done so far. I didn't know how to finish my drawing and, frankly, after observation, I didn't want to. Of course, I would finish it though. Oh yes, I would befoul my already horrid drawing. Instead of completing the line I was on currently, I drew upwards and scribbled through the entire thing. By this time, I was highly disappointed and annoyed. Yet again have I failed to create decent artwork. So now here I sit, mumbling incomplete thoughts and glaring at my ruined paper. I took it upon myself to tear up the retched thing and throw it away.
2014
jeffrey robin Apr 2015
(  )
/\
/ \
•••••
                                                      she­ said
•••••

Ain't scared a life
Ain't scared a ***
Ain't scared a death

Just scared is all

////

scared a LOVE

////

scared a the scars of LONLINESS

////

after the WATERFALL

the RIVER still goes on and on

////

( what's really going on is that we get afraid

of the Reality that being in the COMMUNITY

of MAN implies

As CHILDHOOD fades and RESPONSIBILITY

impinges itself upon us )

••

so we just stay BROKEN by CHILDHOOD SEXUALITY

for as long as we can

////

Let us sing and dance in the rain

On the beach / LO ! / the dawn  

//

We looked each other EYE to EYE

and all the games were over

////

( Though memories of

LYNCHED ***** BOYS

still befoul the air of AMERICA )

•   •

The HOUSE OF CARDS is fallen down

Only the HOUSE OF THE HEART remains

•  •

the goddess of JUSTICE

has a SWORD in her hand

///

The BREATH of the TYRANT  really stinks

This we know

For we dwell in the bowels of TYRANNY

//

In a while all shall be shown

//

All our fears shall fade

"""

We were all together all the time !
A mountainous town

Lalitpur is a charming town among high mountains
the air is pure; no need to take a shower every day.
I was going there but, in Rome, I lost my passport
had to drive home to get a new one, which took
time and losing money.
Nepal is a small country often used as a tennis ball
by bigger countries in the region, for conflicts
killing thousands and condensing palaces to dust
covering mountains into a clock of sadness
Cry my lovely, I can only offer my understanding
when tourists evacuate on your sacred top
filling valleys with empty tunny tins, condoms and
the toilet papers flapping in the wind.
For tourists falling off cliffs, I only offer contempt
tourists that bestride and befoul a holy mountain.
Mateuš Conrad Nov 2017
and when god revealed himself,
they either were ignorant,
or they slept,
for the one that found and slept
bound dreaming meaningless
was found to be neither
father or redeemer,
               but prior to being asleep,
and upon waking, were
nowhere to be found,
however puritanical they found
themselves to be, ******, befoul
the sanctity of son unto mother,
daughter unto father,
    brother unto sister,
and sister unto cousin...
                              the secret you
keep: i'll ensure death forget,
so that you may take them unto
the grave, whether forgiven is a question
that's merely answered with:
should anyone remember:
i will ensure they will, forget!
      i will cause in you a mode
of memory that will be replaced
by amnesia, for i will not:
sacrifice my purity to be worth
comment of your
audacious transgressions!
filthy serfdom even among the
conglomerate of aristocracy!
                 i perchance the innonece
of sleep above audacity
of those immersed in the revelation...
the living live by chance,
the dead, gamble with chance...
only once upon death does
life reveal itself...
               and upon death
being revealing in life,
            does death bow,
in a revealing guise,
                  the lesser king,
and more a martyr...
                      no last but the lost
breath incubating itself in body...
a labyrinth of heart and the
otherwise inaccessible fault of the mind
imagining: res obretio -
the thing entangled -
              in the extension of psyche
bound to a deity....
              lost, labour, amassing in
the most frivolous...
                             can a sensibility be
managed, to recover from such a nuaced
phrase of language-d choice-d?
                 i better dip into marketing
a better suit of, disguise.
We must be hoodwinked & lured into demeaning one another through the dogmatic strictures of animalism/animalitarianism ("atheism") in order: to deny Spiritualism; to wage total war; to value animal life above human life; to commit clinician-assisted ****** by aborticide; to befoul the water with fluoride and pediatric serums with mercury; to becloud the air with aluminum oxide via military tanker jets; to burn tumorous growths with x-rays; to subject our hearts to allopathic diagnostics namely radioactive dyes & Adrenalin-based stress tests; to venerate amoral men.
A clump of hair covers my toilet because my eyebrows are gone, &
I'm viewed as a terminal-cancer-therapy-sufferin' ****-*** & pawn
We had it all: sour dough, the ***** to live as pin worms in Chinese
ports, like animalcules slithering over rotten Papa John's **** warts
We got it down: the sour dough ***** to squirm like worms in a ***
port, like germs that befoul Papa John's A.I.D.S. blood by the quart
My emotional attachment to you made my spotty, hairy ***** large
like a double-***** steamer converted to a big Albanian river barge
I say, ***-*** with the prime minister of Norway made Al Gore gay
& I relay that Al F. Gore lives for tragedy to be of an off-world way

Next non-Tuesday's sucky event: ******* on Ivory soap's chromium or toxified/toxificated cadmium-white sodium crystals.
Bob B May 20
When growing up, I never had
The feeling that I was a finicky *****,
And even though it wasn't a custom
For us to parade around in the ****,

My easygoing Midwestern parents
Never felt that it would befoul
Our minds if after bathing they
Returned to their bedroom wrapped in a towel.

I learned, however, that some people were
In many respects less modest than others.
For instance, my friend's mother's behavior
Was very different from my mother's.

We'd be playing--my friend and I--
When all of a sudden his mom would prance
Into his room not wearing a thing,
Almost as though she was doing a dance.

It was…different, but not for me
A reason for laughing, fleeing, or fainting.
I was used to seeing scores
Of nudes in many a Renaissance painting.

Unfazed, my friend and I continued
To do whatever we were playing
As though we had merely witnessed his mom
Vacuuming, baking pies, or crocheting.

We humans are the only mammals
That stifle our belches, excuse our farts,
And feel that it's very necessary
To cover up our private parts--

Unless you are a nudist, of course.
That, we know, is a different matter.
So, birthday suit or covered body?
I think I will stick with the latter.

I have been to **** beaches
Both in the States and overseas.
Instead of feeling liberated,
I felt a little bit ill at ease.

I do not find ******
Offensive at all, so please take note:
If that's your thing, then be my guest
And do whatever floats your boat.

If "clothes make the man," as the saying goes,
****** levels the playing field.
But I feel more relaxed if certain
Body parts remain concealed.

-by Bob B (5-20-24)
We must be hoodwinked & lured into demeaning one another through the dogmatic strictures of animalism/animalitarianism ("atheism") in order: to deny Spiritualism; to wage total war; to value animal life above human life; to commit clinician-assisted ****** by aborticide; to befoul the water with fluoride and pediatric serums with mercury; to becloud the air with aluminum oxide via military tanker jets; to burn tumorous growths with x-rays; to subject our hearts to allopathic diagnostics namely radioactive dyes & Adrenalin-based stress tests; to venerate amoral men.

— The End —