"departments" poems
For our Echoing Little Red Riding Hoods
Lagging behind in the Opposition Departments
Lets help you out by offering some buzzwords
For your important assignments even though they've
been floated around forever,
But we understand you need some help catching up
So memorize these basic premises
And please enrich your lives and utilise your valuable time
by raking your little brains to create poems with them
Lets begin with ITALIAN , don't forget RAINBOW, LIES
is also in, add RESPECT, throw in RUDENESS, factor in
LITTLE GIRL, remember ANGEL, write about TRUST, that
much overuse term, throw in BLACK - that's quite a
popular one. Also PINK is quite up the scale, as well as HEART-
Broken ( as if ) and pleeeezee make a big fuss on LONELINESS
That's a big seller. APPLE and SERPENT did appear now and
again so trigger them as you like.
How about BETRAYAL, LOYALTY, FAKE FRIENDS and that
famous one, FOUR or is it THREE, what about BONES,
Lets not forget SKELETON or even ANOREXIC, let also
remember SCREAM, that was a scream..hahah see what
I did there! Remember GREY that has a bit of colour and
what about BUCK or even DOOR-MAT that was a wipe-off
or SUBMISSIVE another popular one.
Hmmm...what about HAIR CUT or TOMBOY or DIGITAL
those are quite good or WOODGREEN or HULL or DOG
that reared its head...woof....woof...hahahah or CEREAL,
beats me what that's about or even MONEY..though that
never was an issue, how about GOLD-DIGGER just for
drama or 50/50 which has been mentioned. Hey! don't forget
RED, what to do without that pinking away.
So please Little Hoods, students of the Opposition Department
keep with the programme and work on these pointers
crack your little brains and write poems like crazy little ants
Your contribution is valuable cause persistent is the Key.
Keep up with your assignment and forget all other things
Oppose, oppose, oppose, work those little brains!
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
One is seemingly more impressed
by the less endowed or blessed
when somewhat incapacitated
and borderline inebriated;
the monstrous unconscious
disregards the likelihood
of fathomless undergarments
in other dubious departments.
Disregard the random blotches
or the involuntary discharges
instead revel in model tonsils
and almond shaped parcels
the comets of multi-notches
like a strange attraction
for disheveled carpets.
The blossoms of toxins
a libation ensemble
almost near horizontal
each movement a bent nozzle
like a prehistoric Narwhal
dancing like a jackhammer
with the elegance of a cement mixer
a broken leaking fissure
seeping vapid glamour
and indecipherable grammar.
The paraphrased clichés
and communiques of praise
like lost prophets put on display
caught in the ricochet of overplay
making an exit with the grace
of a stumbling ballet
down a poorly-lit
nightclub passageway.
Ultimately this can only lead to
the face-plant moment-of-tomorrow
the flooded memory of the-night-before
feeling utterly spent
hungover and hollow
with ill conceived consent.
The: Oh. My. God!
The: ***** is still here,
what do I say?
Hoping inexorably
they would just get up
and silently fade away.
Beer Goggles:
remember to drink sensibly,
or run the risk of
nasty STD's
or unwanted pregnancy
or breathless infidelity
or reckless insincerity
or if you're really lucky,
just another
session in therapy.
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 9:17 AM UTC
Formerly known as the Departments of: State, Treasury, Justice, Interior, Agriculture, Commerce, Labor, Defense, Health and Human Services, Housing and Urban Development, Transportation, Energy, Education, Veterans Affairs, and last but certainly not least, Homeland Security.
Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 4:21 AM UTC
all of
America’s
gubmint hatin
yahoos, pining
to get their
country back,
should grab
yer rifles, stock
up on ammo
and giddy up
down to Texas
to join the
secessionists
headin out
of the Union
Rick Perry
promises to
keep his promise
to close all the
gubmint departments
he can't remember
the names of
Ron Paul will
finally be liberated
from the tyranny
of his federal
paycheck and
can return to
his district to
practice medicine
unencumbered
by the acceptance
of medicare
payments
Ted Cruz will
move to coronate
his Cuban born
daddy as Viceroy
for life of the
western hemispheres
newest banana
republic
the last act of
of the Compartment
of Education will be
to turn every
public school
into a Holy Ghostin
Jehovah meetin
house
Judicial magistrates
will criminalize
poor people
or just make
them slaves
and all prisons
will be turned
into profit driven
plantations,
overseen by
the local
Sheriffs who
will be paid
time and a
half and 15%
of all profits
unfortunately
the Cowboy’s
will lose it’s
moniker as
America’s Team
if rattlesnake
booted
Jerry Jones
can’t make a
deal to turn
his stadium
into a sovereign
independent
territory as a
protectorate
of the USA
To assure
national purity
Texans will
build a Jericho
style wall to
define the boundaries
of their heavenly
kingdom and outlaw
all trumpet playing
within earshot
of their perturbed
borders
The Eyes of
Texas as the
state anthem
will need to
be reworded
The final stanza
will be changed
to "Until Gabriel
blows his nose"
keepin the ungodly
out and the chosen
people safely
insulated within
the shining
Lone Star State
will rise again
as a solitary
confederacy
of dunces
Music Selection:
The Eyes of Texas
Oakland
11/18/13
jbm
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
He has this nervous tick.
When a person is lying he will open his mouth.
Sometimes his jaw will hit the floor.
Sometimes words will come out.
And sometimes there are consequences,
if not only a sore jaw.
He is an affable man.
Many would say he's a good sport
and in good nature, even though he's not
athletic and has severe allergies.
Handshakes are important to him.
And he understands the appeal of a thumbs-up.
Hugs are reserved for holidays,
and tears were only had at funerals.
Sunglasses optional, but the only pair
he owns he keeps
in the jacket of his black suit.
Any man that has a tendency to speak too freely,
or too much, will have to learn to talk their way out of a potentially harmful situation.
The "Gift of Gab"did not die with the smock.
It evolved with the suit.
It became five words said in three.
It is in relation to political correctness.
It's knowing that government is not ********
but many representatives are mentally challenged.
He tries to stay ahead of his mannerisms.
Raised eyebrow.
Twitching eye.
Clenched teeth.
But some things cannot be hid.
Like the vein in his forehead.
And of course his verbal diarrhea.
But he would rather expell insight
and opinion rather than hold
it in only to force it out later in privacy.
People involved in Fine Art are shot on site.
Possession of a canvas brings a life sentence.
The art departments are born from advertising.
False pretense is considered flexible.
When the program used is for the sole purpose
of manipulation you aren't expected to become angry. Government turns the clocks back, stretching time and truth,
with knowledge of a man who has done
the same, and was considered a master.
Metaphysics and a mustache,
he changed the world with a canvas,
and with an open mouth he expelled truth
and injustice to a contemporary audience.
He applied his paint with a poetic eye.
Soon he learned that you don't need
to start a fire to melt a clock.
All you need is a brush,
and sometimes a barren tree.
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
Standing here on the edge of this LOFTY CLIFF, Simply Admiring the "HANDY-WORK" of GOD... I was Listening to the Hundreds of Thoughts "DANCING" thru my mind, sort of like a Scroll, so I could "BACK-TRACK" and consider for "REVIEW" that which had passed . AND..with tears in my eyes as I thought of all those in NEED,,.... Why not create a NEW-KIND OF COMPANY,,"made-up" OF *all kinds of skills ! ! SO MY *MIND INVISIONED A COMPANY , that needed *people with the following **SKILLS = ( #1)= A person needed with melodies Racing thru his MIND ,so that couldn't help but "NAUTCH" from office to office.... (#2)= A person who wakes "MOOING" AND knows how to use "Neats-Foot-Oil" ... (#3)= A person to screen all Previous "POLITICIANS" for their "NAVVIES" *skills.... (#4)= A person with the ability to teach "LAPIDITY" to others, so we could "CUT-DOWN" on use of copy machine... (#5)= A person to be Director of our Company "PLAY" { party}. Titled "RETURN OF CONE-HEADS" and make sure the "OBCONIC" attraction is in a "FULL-POWER" Position.... These first FIVE ,the company is in "NEED-OF" pronto ! !_____ My thoughts ,were now directed to the "NON-STOP" ringing of the *APPLICANTS SEEKING JOBS PHONES" ____WOW..... I'd Better HURRY back to the "CLIFF-EDGE" .. There Must be THOUSANDS Seeking to Get these jobs! ! "GOSH"--I BETTER COME -UP with some NEW-DEPARTMENTS --- ( let me know if *Y O U * have any Ideas for *NEW-KIND of Jobs! "I CAN GET BY WITH A "LITTLE" HELP FROM MY FRIENDS" ___DO YOU?___HAVE OPENING TIME FOR FRIENDS ???
Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 3:58 AM UTC
Just what do we know about
Ward Churchill?
That radical agitator,
That Colorado college professor
Most famous for calling
Twin Tower 9/11 dead technocrats
Little Eichmanns.
Noteworthy is the fact that
The United States Supreme Court
Denied certiorari,
Passed on hearing his claim of
Unlawful discharge.
Unlawful discharge?
Sounds felonious and vile:
Like pus laced with *****
A criminal secretion, like mucus
Smuggled past Customs:
Vaginal contraband.
Sorry, Ward.
We just don’t give a ****
Your fake Indian pedigree,
Your bogus Vietnam fairytales,
Your phony combat record,
Your forward ops recon
Way out in ******* Cambodia,
Fall flat like Buffalo turds.
You’ve been slick, Ward.
Hired originally to fill
Some gratuitous affirmative action quota,
Denied tenure in two legitimate departments,
You create some ******** academic discipline
For campus freaks & geeks.
Self-appointed Department Chairman,
A fraudulent college professor from the start,
Once tenured, a courageous warrior for free speech.
Describing Native American history as genocide.
Summing up American history as Holocaust denial.
Professor Churchill was all of these things,
And less.
But using the Holocaust metaphor
To anchor one’s fakakta politics?
That was the proverbial last straw,
The camel buster, if you will.
Especially since most of the
Stockbrokers & market analysts
Crushed in the rubble were Jewish.
Hava Nagila, Babaloo!
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:45 PM UTC
No Values
just statues of accountants who could never learn to count
and mounted on the spikes,where business is displayed and laid out for the world to see in naked abject poverty
are chief executives and heads of lesser known departments who never meant to cook the books
but fell for fortune and her looks and took that chance to spread their wings
and now the wind that whistles sings
and passes through their empty eyes ,and flapping flesh drips off dry bones of arms that never meant to harm.
No charmed lives left in Holborn or in Chancery lane,where solicitors were in on the game of taking risks
and risks they took
another spike and one more hook for the fallen wig,who still seems regal but not as big as what he thought legal.
They bought but never owned the sky or stole it from the smaller fry who swam around the edges and the shadows in society
and we,
the ripped off,stripped off,sing dirges to their loss but me,I couldn't give a toss
let them burn and turn slowly on the spit
we'll roast and toast them,
let them boast then of fancy women,fancy cars and fancy meals in fancy bars.
These czars have gone the way of old
where bold men.bad men always fold in two
and the wind blew tears that fell to splash on piles of once extorted cash and though accountants cannot count
judges learn to mount the steps and put their heads in hangman's ropes and any hopes they entertain of clemency go down the drain along with
any gains they ever made.
Those who laid beside the wide boys of this world and opened eyes into another where they couldn't even bother to see just who they hurt
have lost their shirts,ripped off their backs,attacked by those that they attacked and now the axe is on the other foot where once a boot was kicked into my ****
so good luck you *****
I hope your bodies fall to bits
and you end up burning in the pits
alongside the others that have sinned
in the end
no one wins
the voodoo dolls of life are stuck with pins
and the devil grins and hums his tune.
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 1:29 AM UTC
Customer service you say
I look at things a different way
Especially after spending half my day
Trying to get things resolved
Testing my patience and nerves
Been on hold for God only knows how long
Trying to stay strong
Please hold your call is important you first said that 5 hours ago
I hate being bounced around to different departments and then put on hold again
I am not a bouncy ball
I am wondering if I could talk to a guy named Paul instead of people who's names I gave up trying to pronounce 2 hours ago
You say to make a selection, but there is not a valid choice listed
If I press sales, will I get a person to talk to then?
If they think they can sell me something my call might be important then, especially if they get a commission
If I have to take much more of this, do I have permission to Scream
I feel like I'm stuck in a bad dream
My patience is getting thinner and my hair too
I pulled some out while I bit my tongue
I did not want to say things I might later regret
I want to say one thing if I may speak my mind
I gave your customer service a new name
It is Customer Disservice
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 11:04 PM UTC
He's beautiful.
I watched him look out the window for me
Not knowing I was right behind him
I was nervous to be right beside him
But he wanted me there
Maybe forever
He scooped me from the ground for no reason
Besides that he missed me
And every time I laughed to replace my blushing
My heart would melt just because of how cute his baby face was when he'd poke those succulent lips out and drop his head into my chest and put his arms around me just to say
He missed me even if it was only 6 days
I watched him reject any and all plans with his friends as they watched him cuddle me
And I could only laugh because for the first time I was the reason someone wasn't going anywhere
For the first time I could confidently say
He's not going anywhere
He's fine right here with me
Hours passed and with each minute my attraction grew because he respected my prescience
Ignoring all those calls, neglecting literally hundreds of texts
I wanted him because he snored on my chest with his arm around my stomach so I couldn't move
While I felt all the moves with his twitches that nightmares bring
I wanted him because when his friend says "she's about to leave" he responded "she ain't going no where"
And I wasn't, but I did want to feel him, show him how much I appreciated the feeling of being wanted
I got so comfortable I fell asleep, and I awoke to the sight of his beauty as he stepped out the shower and it was the best way to wake up
Built like a statue I said
So finely shaped in all departments
So strong that he controlled my movements
A masterpiece, he's beautiful.
Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 5:53 PM UTC
idiosyncratic motions define circular thoughts and notions
grasped ideals let go in the oceans of confusion
scrambled morse code messages spelled out in brail
depict battlefields and hospital wards
sanctuaries for chaos, chapels for the wicked.
devils hidden beneath PR departments and counsels.
Put into place to distort and misplace,
the bane of clarity, cancer to the soul.
More should and could be made of this
Alas aesthetics argue and compel us to believe
lost in external endeavors, spiraling into catatonic outbursts.
Has this become the norm? We've been conditioned to accept.
The body of a man, running on the fumes of better days.
Left with nothing but ideals looking forth to better ways.
We've succumb to society and its rule.
The leader points his fingers, declares them wrong
and we play the fool, drinking from the puddles of congressional drool.
Wrapped around their fingers, yarn to their spool, we've let them mold
and take rule. Sold our souls, made way to power tools and flashy jewels.
It's the gift of "freedom", buy and consume. Don't worry about this,
they'll handle the rest.
Feb 15, 2010
Feb 15, 2010 at 11:55 AM UTC
Yes, it sure does look that way
When it takes 35 years
to capture 50 criminals
in a land
that claims to be FREE
FREE?
Free of what?
Not criminals
There are 50 crime
families on Garibaldi
Avenue in Lodi, New Jersey alone
Please officer
Oh, that's right
One of those crime families
is not like the other
One of those crime families
Rules the cops
and pretends to rule
everyone else
With bullying
And tormenting
And torturing
And acts in violation
of the Geneva Convention
Oh, but we are not at war with crime
Hey it's a free country
You want to practice crime
People have a right to be
Criminal
It's a free country
Okay
But, why can't it be
A crime family free
Country
Is ****** arson, strong arm assaults, blackmail, grand theft, etc... so glamorous
that a (free?) country
needs them
or even needs to
glorify them in
Movies and Television
Do we need
criminally run Hospitals
criminally controlled courthouses
criminally managed police departments?
I've spoken with
several government
Leaders on this matter
and they all agree
that they will promise
to look into this
as soon as they
can figure out
the economy
I walked down Garibaldi
Ave in Lodi the other
day
The crime families there
are doing quite well
But
They ain't talkin'
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 10:11 AM UTC
On October 17, 2006, President Bush signed into law, the John Warner Defense Authorization Act. The law allows the President to declare a “public emergency” at his own discretion, and place federal troops anywhere throughout the United States. Under this law, the President also now has the authority to federalize National Guard troops without the consent of Governors, in order to restore “public order.” The President can now deploy federal troops to U.S. cities, at will, which eliminates the 1878 Posse Comitatus Act.
This means the president holding office will control everything, including the arrest of whomever he deems threatening. All communications are controlled, all media is controlled and now the president controls DHS, the military and police.
All the joint training we are seeing between the military and police leading up to Jade Helm, it's a qualification, the police and sheriff departments are being qualified for federalization. Personnel have to be qualified first, before they can participate in joint operations (signed off). This is how the system works.
Also, the other reason for this is for tracking and supply. The government uses specific forms that are entered into the logistics and supply system. If everyone is federalized, the system runs smoothly, because everyone is government document/program number approved and recognized by the same system, not an off shoot agency that require more work to track and less benefits when supplying personnel and units.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 7:03 PM UTC
you're
crying
and as you walk
down the dimly
lit glass hallway
the faces on the walls
wave
in your breeze
of sadness and
iron oxide tears.
every surface in
your mind is
covered
in a thick layer of
concrete dust
and you wonder
how long before
your nose
takes a dive
sneezing
too often
to breathe.
there is clay
everywhere
and you can't see
the cracks
between your
knuckles
under the
thick layer of
thought.
as far as art
departments go
you're not feeling
so creative
painted or
charcoal
it doesn't matter
when there is more
brown paper offered
to you every
time you believe
you've failed.
would you believe me
if i told you that a
newspaper and a pair
of old blue eyes
reminded me
and maybe you too
that there is somebody
out there
who actually
cares.
press that
thumbtack
into the wall
slowly
pin down
everything
you've tried to
forget
and avoid
stabbing your
finger into
the perforated
abused and
continually
rotated
corkboard.
you're not
wirebound
anymore
i promise
only your
entwined metalic
thoughts.
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
Good God didn't like
media's portrayal
of godly affairs.
even the mix up
in gender embarrassed.
sending a rejoinder
by way of retribution
would be viewed
as barbaric at this times.
that will ensure
a media hullabaloo,
quite avoidable, it was decided.
so, a gentle curse
was finally promulgated,
news on godly affairs
immediately got distorted
to the side of God,
with out the notice
of eagle eyed editors.
to edit a long story short,
this "editor's curse"
spread to other
media departments as well.
special correspondents
were specially bend
to distort their stuff, at will.
diplomatic scribes
used their skill utmost to
pitch one country against the other.
by and by distortions became
an unwritten rule, nay
a birth right of media tribe,
who could be fiercer than a pack of wolves,
not only on a full moon night
but on' any moon day' too!
Now it can be told,
this is how distortion of news or views
according to the whim of some
came about.
"Oh! God"!
OOO
Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 10:31 PM UTC
they've taken over the shop
they're running central command
should you be acquiescing at their feet
to you they'll stretch out a friendly hand
those who aren't in the fold
the ones on the outer
shall never be given an entry
for only the top liners
shall obtain a front door key
it's plain
it's simple
it's a management decision
who will be in
either
the inclusion
or
exclusion
departments
of
the
store
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 6:23 PM UTC
Oh, there's not a country that don't have open racism.
It's breed in many regions and societies.
Except some confronts it.
Aware of reprisal to come.
While others embraces it.
Until they exposed on video or audio by some.
One race seem to be mastered of stupidity.
Cause they surrounded by various fools that let it floats around them.
Notice, how quick they speaks out when that bigot is busted?
Oh, its in politics.
It's in within many businesses.
And breed within multiple police departments.
From the top until the bottom.
Open racism, stands out like cancer.
It spreads quickly and faster than lightning.
Until its met by thunder of someone.
Then notice all the pleasantry toward the racist.
They not a bad person.
Many misunderstood their views.
Yes, support for a fool.
Then many, are we?
Scriptures, contains them too.
And many ministers doesn't address this truth..
Afraid certain members might leave.
But never play to a disease.
Not if you're preaching love in Jesus name.
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
can anybody see
poetry in paperwork?
(You can?
You work for the Tax Department,
don't you?)
Well, I can't see
beauty or poetry in paperwork
especially that which has accumulated;
but I'd better pretend
to see beauty in the paperwork
or many departments here
will rear an ugly face each at me
so beauty, O Paper Beauty,
no, not you multi-dimensional origami
but piles of paperwork,
here I come...Bury me.
Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 3:05 AM UTC
*and Cinderella danced to the music box seduction & pursuit song from the Hellraiser soundtrack.*
no one really speaks about the aesthetic element
of darwinism, this strange godforsaken
we-ain't-got-no-fur-but-Chernobyl-happened
conundrum d'uh... people never care for
aesthetic darwinism, as long as you appear
able bodied: you might as well be a romanian
donkey on a building site with the anglos
trying to save money on crane hire...
oh yes, the respectable english dudes
that got me reading hazlitt - i'm backing
Britex! and you know why? i'd love to see
Brits on a building site! i really would!
i'd love to see them sweat like cow dung
on a donkey's head... rear those ******* in!
modern Britain was built on the sweat of
eastern Europe... exit! send the Romanians home!
bring in the Salvation State Civilians to sweat
it out! oh... but they won't! they won't!
hardly a crown among a 1000 men and they're
all second class colonising ******** colonising
their home turf! romanians are donkeys!
that's what they say, takes two to shift a tonne or
two of stones while saving on using a crane!
where's an Impaler when you need one?
the richest country in Europe making cutbacks,
what a paradoxical crescendo! you'd think
they'd be better at athletic sports having saved up
on construction work muscle... but no... oh no...
they're ******* anaemic in both departments!
shrivelling muscle athletes.
VOTE BRITEX! VOTE BRITEX! SEND BRITS
TO CONSTRUCTION SITES LIKE
****** SENDING JEWS TO THE GAS CHAMBERS!
VOTE BRITEX! VOTE BRITEX! I WANT TO SEE
THESE ******* SWEAT.
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 8:49 PM UTC
Profligate pundits and
Philandering plutocrats
Promulgating pusillanimous
Pandering polecats
Put partially putrescent
Punks and pettifoggers
Past pitifully puny pollsters
Pushing the party politics
Of petrified pashas.
Disgusting demagogues
Dealing delayed death
Deeming democracy dying
Deny diplomacy daily
Deftly develop departments
Defending discrimination
Dividing deities from devils
Draining dedicated duties
With disgusting dictatorship.
Sorrowfully sublimated
Citizens of society slide
Swiftly and sequentially into
Sibilant session of silliness
In which similes scintillate
Signifying sensitivities
Of separate sensibilities
Subtly smiting the senseless.
Sauce for the stunningly stupid,
Champagne for the saboteurs.
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 7:02 PM UTC
hagley
i remember back in 06 i worked in a warehouse
it was for a store that sold varied things
there were varied staff there in several departments
we had a boss who was a real hag and she ruled us
like adolf ****** ruled occupied europe
iron fist and no carrot
so you can imagine what i thought
as i got to know her ways
i eventually left as did a dozen other staff
leaving the store with a skeleton crew
head office did an investigation into this
it was due to the manager who was a real *****
she was both my manager and area manager
so if i had a problem and reported her
it was the bizarre situation of reporting her to herself!
a surreal investigation into herself
i wonder where she is now my old manager
still giving her staff absolute hell?
i've never met a hag like her...
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 7:09 PM UTC
Went out last night my cousin had a few drinks which led to me being the DD. It was fun staying sober makes me realize how far I've come. Im not perfect and being sober doesn't make me, I'm just saying how I do my best to not fall into bad habits.
It was suppose to be a bowlingarty most of the time it was in the bar. I enjoyed the karokie it was fun to watch and enjoyed my the crowd better than being the center of attention.
Woke up late but its okay working a late shift today. Im ready been working other departments it will be a nice change to be back in my area. Works great things could be handled better but in time things will work them self out.
I like going out but being more responsible I'm focused and nothing seems prepared but once my attention is else where It seems like I missed something.
Things are well met a girl she's cool but I'm overthinking asking too many questions instead of going with the flow. I'm not looking to hurt anyone or get hurt. I stopped dating but haven't found anyone who's worth the fight I'm so use to exes or girls picking a fight. I'd argue but found its better to walk away especially if you know that you haven't done anything wrong.
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 12:44 PM UTC
There is no senseful way to destroy a life.
To do it is senseless, ignorant, hateful and selfish.
Whether or not it is human or any other species.
Chicken,cow, pig, camel, turkey etc.
To dismember and sever it's parts piece-by-piece is cruel.
Dead or Alive, disrespectful, sick, wrong & unjust.
No political laws for it would never make it right or accepted.
That should protect their well-being lives & how they're treated.
Living creatures are all holy vessels in my eyes.
Their souls are priceless.
Their lives are not worthless as a society believes.
Each one deserves a full and happy life.
The cow & pigs tongue should not be severed and sold in grocery store meat departments.
Their bodies should stop being butchered for carnivore consumption.
Society is ignorant, greedy and two complant.
Just as sheep, all followers no leaders.
Butchers, poachers, & meat eaters should all be treated as a defenseless animal that is tortured and killed in the same exact way to justify their deaths.
With the deaths of their killers.
Endangered species are bred for slaughter
the animals should all be considered holy and valuable, priceless, pure, innocent, & defenseless.
Death ends life.
Life is a gift deserved by every being born in this world or any other.
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 3:34 PM UTC
A is for anything to end this suffering
B is for broken, breaking like my fragile state
C is for careful, cautious of these eggshells
D is for disaster, destruction of what we had
E is for empty, emotionless cries in the night
F is for false, fake like the lies we tell ourselves
G is for grief, grieving not over the dead but mistakes
H is for horrible, hatred the purest of black
I is for insanity, insomnia plaguing my sleep
J is for jaded, just lacking in many emotional departments
K is for knavish, kiddish behaviour I exemplify
L is for lost, losing faith, happiness and you
M is for mistakes, monster at heart and in action
N is for nonsensical, never-ending
O is for officious, obnoxious demeanour and persona
P is for pathetic, powerless to make the right moves
Q is for quitter, quick to leave and walk away
R is for resentment, relationships aren't for men like me
T is for turmoil, turbulence beneath the wings of trouble
U is for understatement, underestimating
V is for violent, vindictive almost as if by nature
W is for wishful, waiting for something new
X is for xenodochial, but never to those who matter most
Y is for youthful, yokelish and distasteful to be around
Z is for zany, pertaining to the cause of most problems
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 8:49 PM UTC
One legged Anne
stormed across the lawn
on her crutches
and threw herself down
into a white chair
and tossed
her crutches aside
and said
**** the missing leg
the other children
put hands over
their ears
or hurried away
to a safer distance
or went play
on the swing
or slide across the way
you sat opposite
your mouth open
and your eyes
studying her face
her mouth still uttering
expletives frightening birds
in nearby trees
what’s a matter?
you asked
her words
still vibrating
in your ears
your brain trying to sort them
into correct departments
but failing
pain
she said
******* pain
in the leg
that isn’t there
I see
you said
watching her face
go from pale pink
to bright red
I doubt it
she said
and what
does Sister Paul say to me?
you are sharing
in the agony of Christ she said
you have been chosen
to share in his pains
you spotted dribble
escape her lips
her blue skirt
had ridden up
revealing a glimpse
of naked stump
where her leg had been
I’ve enough
of my own pain
Anne said
let him share his pain
with others who might welcome it
she exclaimed
muttering more expletives
sending a butterfly
in a different direction
some say a pain shared
is a pain halved
you uttered
noticing how the stump
had been neatly sewn
leaving only
the smallest scar
had your eyeful?
she said
want to see more
of my stump?
and she yanked her skirt upward
revealing
her navy-blue underwear
there
she said
there have a good nose
why does it still hurt?
you asked
looking away
watching your sister
on the climbing frame
with the girl with burn scars
nerve endings
Anne muttered
or some such nonsense
so they say
you turned around
as she pulled down
her skirt
and stared you out
and you noticed
how beautiful
her eyes were
set in that angry face
like angel’s eyes
set in features
of one fallen from grace.
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 2:54 AM UTC