"countrys" poems
Hot latte, with some chocolate dust sprinkles on top. Man I will be frank, Americans got it to easy, to easy. That's the american way. To many American's now have it to easy, ******* off of government funds away from the one's who really need them. We got a ghetto every 5 or 10 miles. A suburb every few miles, a mansion 1 to every five burbs. We got It easy with groceries, a store we get food from! Dont need to grow food anymore really, everything is manmade poisoned and antibiotic shots in your chicken and beef. We have dudes who wanna buy women, or men that wanna buy men. Even men who wanna buy trannies ( transexuals) or dudes who buy woman who are really men. but what countrys not that way. We got all different creeds breeds all here. Doctor's you can pay 200 bucks for the illegal way to get scripts, prescriptions for the not knower's. We have mad alcoholics here like no tomorrow. And serious ****** and dope addicts, We have jocks, idiots, goths, strippers, musicians, the best actors in the world. Along with the best movies. We have the old western U.S. we have the east coast where oceans you can get from the south to the east to the west. We have hillbillies, rednecks, gangsters, wannabees, liars, thieves, killers, rapists, city boys, country girls, Mercedes Benz, old pickup ford, motorcycle gangs -baddest ever.. We have everything here to get you in jail, hell and heaven. We can make you sin. Or make you want to repent. Come to us. Come to the united states of america. Forgot a big thing! The soilders. We got the best marines army navy all soilders in the world here.we have the most weapons of any country in this weird place. We have soilders who lose their lives for things they think their fighting for when really its rich overshadow government money their fighting for. We got huge graves, big tombstombs. Mostly marked with men who died unrespected from world war 1 , 2 and possibly three sometime in our sunny future. Welcome to America. Heaven and hell in one slice.
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
You are still keeping heavy arms,
You did not stop explosive devastations,
The earth is clamings trials – not once,
Have troubled vital forces for whole nature,
United Nations orders been ignored,
Intrudes feeling free for invasions,
Increasing wars revising what agreed,
Incoming time inclining independence,
Indifference for all asleep,
Discourage poll possessions intentions,
Remaining backwards countrys in need,
Would left among nations in faceless,
Despite foggy announcements on stand,
Among the stars would shine the planet,
Don’t leave your children on the sand,
And face cold judgments for a wild,
Pretending for the future bright,
Its hard to watch hearts children crying,
Forgiveness doesn’t have a chance,
Missed way to all the human kind
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
I Was Once Lost. Just Seem Like I Couldn't Be Found. I Walked So Many Flights Of Stairs, Up And Down. Traveled Countrys, Citys, Long Roads, Going from Town To Town. Sea To Sea, Oceans And Mountains But Not Once Did I Think About Turning Around. The Search For Who I Was Went For Years. But A Striving Sensation In My Body Told Me I Was Near & Musical Instruments From A far I Could Hear. Finally I Arrived At A Place That Seemed Like The Edge Of The World, Where Many Magical Instruments Just Appeared. I Said To Myself "I'm Here !"
I Was Once Lost, But Myself I Found.
A Man With Infinite Ambition, A Man Of Sound.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
Let's not talk about the world today,
Switch off the news.
Ignore what other people say,
Just sit with me right here and stay,
To sing the blues.
Let's not talk about the world today,
It's tragic state.
Some countrys oh, so awful plight,
The people there who love to fight,
And love to hate
Let's not talk about the world today,
The way it be.
Don't listen to the news at ten,
Or the war reporters pen,
Just stay with me,
And let's not talk about the world...
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
Lisping along in the bravado nights
of banquet halls bursting with chandeliers
red carpets and butterfly maidens
serving delicacies of ordered neatness
tested in kitchens of manicured chefs
waiting in breathless expectation
of acceptance from a guest list
of the countrys best men and women
the chief gobbler looked at the lovely wife
of the chief guest
and gently slurped his birds nest soup
as the waitresses on wings flitted by
watching in delight
as his ******** showed clearly at the thoughts
raging in his bald head.
He wanted this woman?
and they all approved willingly
that someone must lose his head
to the heavyweights lust
and for the upkeep of the national pride
before he picked up his chopsticks
and gold embossed napkin
he flicked it twice
and the chief gobbler was whisked
behind a red bleeding curtain
and his wife was taken
on a candlewick bedspread
of green and gold
draped with the crescent moon
and scimitar.
ask no more questions
on where we are
or lose your tongue forever!
Author Notes
Despotic and dangerous.
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 2 months ago
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 3:25 AM UTC