.i've come the one sober conclusion that concludes all other "necessary" conclusions, drunk. the consumption of alcohol and sunlight should never, ever, mingle; it's just plain silly, bad for the usual mood associated with drinking.

what do you get when you
"conflate"
   a post-existentialism movement
whereby, each, and, every, sentence,
looks, like, this,
   or invokes,
"something" akin to "this"?

      comma contra the ditto /
nuance?

          contra-points
meets buffolo bill
meets lily savage...
meets: whatever marylin mason
critique you have
in that head of yours...

and, yes, the platitude standards
of kant was a feminist,
plato was a feminist,
but now...
   i don't even know who
a feminist ist...

   (on purpose "added" T)...
pose...

       a sunday newspaper article,
reads...
    'sting at ******* lays bare
feminist split over *** work'...
i'm either ******* trans-confused
or just gender-huh?

hell, if we're going to ****
around with language,
numb-skull our experience with /
against it...
           good thing i learned
a few chemistry prefixes...

ortho- probably implies cis-,
trans- could imply meta-
when attached to ***,
but not the benzene ring...

    it's one thing transcending
the geography of Copernicus,
quiet another...
to "revise"...
using these vectors,
akin to the benzene ring,
ortho-, meta-,
oh, right... you forgot the para-,

nice thought,
use chemistry vector coordinates
for binding groups,
they're all here,
meta-, ortho-, para-,
      cis-, trans-,
       it's almost like a new
pantheon for the demigods...

the "metaphysics"
of transgender...
cis-,
  "on the side of",
side of what?
   a cupcake 1 +
     happy-birthday singalong,
or, what?

  well, given that biological
reality did the whole: bye bye
and a queen elizabeth II wave...

    the best part of me,
is not about to make sense of all of this...
i'll leave that to the journal-enlists...
       me, back in a *******
in athens,
unable to tell the difference
between a greek and a libyian...
because you know how
the mediterranean folk like:
smelly sheep herders
greasy, damaging good looks,
and an aura of that:
dangerous brunette...
not anything like us baltic folk...
downing raw herrings
in a piquant mingle of oil
and white vinegar...

      anyhoo...
       giggles exhaust me...
so i did get a chemistry degree
"for something", after all...
         classical chemistry
prefixes, required to draw
electron travel schematics...
mostly associated with
the benzene ring,
if ortho-, meta- and para-
positioning is "in question"...

cis or trans isomers...
**** me, i used to study this...
organic chemistry was
my soft-spot...
       a bit like what
cooking curries later became...
eh... brew some ester...
get a perfume out of it...

        but even at university
level they didn't teach me
how to extract polyethylene...
i guess it was polyethylene...

   like the whole oil rests
above water,
for the love of god i don't remember
what two liquids were involved,
one sat above the other,
and you'd pinch
the "event horizon"...
and pull threads of
the polyethylene from it...
strings of plastic...

          so, this current, philosophy
playing with a chemistry tool-kit
invoked into propaganda berlin /
weimar lone no loan woe?

                        sure, i'd buy it...
but up to a point...
    i'm sniffing around and have
come to the following conclusion...
someone...
is really in dire straits...
wishing that gwanp'ah soviet
came back
to settle the equilibirum...
        this current feeding of
a lost void is...
       not helpful...
       as i see it...
   it will take much more than
a ****** to nanny the riddled
males of the capitalistic
  "under-class"...
   queen bee, isn't going to "cut it"...
if she's no gargantuan
***** black 'ole... is "she"?

      and the whole gender neutral
pronoun, schtick?
   that's only worth so much...
sooner or later...
        "they'll" be gagging
for the guns of navarone...

the current mumbo-jumbo
is... alkenes
to me:  cis-2-butene
                     trans-2-butene...
background noise...
  
ugh... chemistry:
             algebra, for the truly wicked.
     but let's entertain
this kindergarten play talk
for a while longer;
no one wants to see a dangling
poopie suffocated by
a g-string,
                  do we?

POEMS ABOUT EROS AND CUPID

These are translations of ancient Greek poems about Eros. Eros was the Greek counterpart of the Roman god Cupid. While today we tend to think of Cupid as an angelic cherub shooting arrows and making people fall in love, the ancient Greek and Roman poets often portrayed Cupid/Eros as a troublemaker who was driving them mad with uncontrollable desires.


Sappho, fragment 42
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Eros harrows my heart:
wilds winds whipping desolate mountains,
uprooting oaks.



Sappho, fragment 130
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Eros, the limb-shatterer,
rattles me,
an irresistible
constrictor.



Sappho, fragment 54
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Eros
descends from heaven,
discarding his imperial purple mantle.



Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch

“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga

Preposterous Eros shot me in
the buttocks, with a Devilish grin,
spent all my money in a rush
then left my heart effete pink mush.



Sappho, fragment 22
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

That enticing girl's clinging dresses
leave me trembling, overcome by happiness,
as once, when I saw the Goddess in my prayers
eclipsing Cyprus.



Sappho, fragment 102
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Mother, how can I weave,
so overwhelmed by love?



Sappho, fragment 10
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I lust!
I crave!
Take me!


Around the same time Sappho was writing in ******, in nearby Greece, circa 564 B.C., we have another poem about the power of Eros:

Ibykos Fragment 286
translation by Michael R. Burch

Come spring, the grand
apple trees stand
watered by a gushing river
where the maidens’ uncut flowers shiver
and the blossoming grape vine swells
in the gathering shadows.

Unfortunately
for me
Eros never rests
but like a Thracian tempest
ablaze with lightning
emanates from Aphrodite;
the results are frightening―
black,
bleak,
astonishing,
violently jolting me from my soles
to my soul.



I hate Eros! Why does that gargantuan God dart my heart, rather than wild beasts? What can a God think to gain by inflaming a man? What trophies can he hope to win with my head?
―Alcaeus of Messene, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



Have mercy, dear Phoebus, drawer of the bow, for were you not also wounded by love’s streaking arrows?
―Claudianus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

In Greek mythology, Cupid shoots Phoebus Apollo to make him fall in love with Daphne, then shoots Daphne with an arrow that prevents her from falling in love with her suitor.



Matchmaker Love, if you can’t set a couple equally aflame, why not ***** out your torch?
―Rufinus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



I have armed myself with wisdom against Love;
he cannot defeat me in single combat.
I, a mere mortal, have withstood a God!
But if he enlists the aid of Bacchus,
what odds do I have against the two of them?
―Rufinus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



Love, if you aim your arrows at both of us impartially, you’re a God, but if you favor one over the other, you’re the Devil!
―Rufinus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



Either put an end to lust, Eros, or else insist on reciprocity: abolish desire or heighten it.
―Lucilius or Polemo of Pontus, loose translation by Michael R. Burch



Steady your bow, Cypris, and at your leisure select a likelier target ... for I am too full of arrows to take another wound.
―Archias, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Cypris was another name for Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love. Here the poet may be suggesting, “Like mother, like son.”



Little Love, lay my heart waste;
empty your quiver into me;
leave not an arrow unshot!
Slay me with your cruel shafts,
but when you’d shoot someone else,
you’ll find yourself out of ammo!
―Archias, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



You say I should flee from Love, but it’s hopeless!
How can a man on foot escape from a winged creature with unerring accuracy?
―Archias, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Many centuries later, poets would still be complaining about the overpoweringness of ****** desire, and/or the unfairness of unrequited love, by which they often meant not getting laid!



Spring
by Charles d’Orleans
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Young lovers,
greeting the spring
fling themselves downhill,
making cobblestones ring
with their wild leaps and arcs,
like ecstatic sparks
drawn from coal.

What is their brazen goal?

They grab at whatever passes,
so we can only hazard guesses.
But they rear like prancing steeds
raked by brilliant spurs of need,
Young lovers.


Fast-forwarding again, we find the great Scottish poet William Dunbar, who was born around 1460:

Sweet Rose of Virtue
by William Dunbar
translation by Michael R. Burch

Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,
delightful lily of youthful wantonness,
richest in bounty and in beauty clear
and in every virtue that is held most dear,
except only that you are merciless.

Into your garden, today, I followed you;
there I saw flowers of freshest hue,
both white and red, delightful to see,
and wholesome herbs, waving resplendently,
yet everywhere, no odor but rue.

I fear that March with his last arctic blast
has slain my fair rose of pallid and gentle cast,
whose piteous death does my heart such pain
that, if I could, I would compose her roots again,
so comforting her bowering leaves have been.

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The haystack is the needle and the iceberg is compact
Scions of attrition tremble before the contract
Jaundiced world-weary tears lament the frailty of days and the evanescence of years
Senescence a cruel destruction, distracting garish comfort escorting the fears
Displaced and forlorn love beckons a second chance
Itinerant hopes know no commitment to simple embezzled parlance
Of dice and kin, nepotism’s high-roller antics are the linchpin
Frittered patience staking its bets on internecine dynamics of skin
Affirmative traction of disenfranchised hopes rests on fallow seasons
Traduced mirage tantalizes until the activation of regaled treasons
Shock wed with dismay appoints the tutelage of prestidigitation
Juggled triage aborts an unborn reason and anoints intimidation
Aliens flummox the borders to enlist a new world disorder
Trailblazers succumb to lawlessness and for every dollar gained we lose a quarter
Chaos checkmates as power rests from decrepit hands foisting the meretricious brand
Cattle scorched and sheep scattered as the broken hourglass can no longer count sand
Time toppled serenaded by applause canned
Toppled pyramids blind the eye of providence in the hour of unheralded prominence
The terror of history unfurls the efflorescence of piracy as ghosts work to subvert the invisible hand
Next dictums emerge that say supply on command, and entropy desecrates the land
Phone home to arm the putsch, clone home for aliens we push
Revisionism subverts the instruction of years and empowers the apotheosis of fear and the fourth ***** of George W. Bush
Dynasties envy the anonymity of a bald-eagle cabal of skinhead guffaw
Irascible genocide cavorts under the premise of shock and awe
The lullaby of morons is flinching assent to the supremacy of the unelected and unassailable tyrants
Discarding covenants on the principle of principality and counting on every knight to become errant
Pyrrhic victory of the perverted cross corrals the flock
Openly announced secrets enable the aliens to dock
At the port they are greeted as the victors and granted not only amnesty but indemnity
They brandish the unprecedented concept of an enumerated infinity
To amuse the zero-sum victory they author a new history of utilitarianism dethroning deontology
To the future readers they make contrite apologies
But when the races of men are annihilated by the evil Zen boasting of its utilitarian ken
The rubble of time cannot ascertain exactly how or when
But on the dreaded hour the virus will conspire to elect the most reproachable power
When panic reaches crescendo all the sugar in the world cannot but help to taste anything but sour
Abort the tyrannical machine no matter how convincingly it preens
No matter how much bunkum elevates the enchanting prevarication while concealing the affairs behind the scenes
Voting for balkanized splinters designed to weather the winter sustains the monopoly of sophistry
Ballyhoo saturates the airwaves and suddenly catcalling becomes gallantry
Tune out the pulpit, divest the culprit and impugn systemic venality
Dismantle the verisimilitude of shadows and hoist a giant mirror to reflect stark realities
Cue the curtains fall, the specters grow tall, and the clout is daunted by establishment doubt
The skeletonized truth severs the root but the behemoth armed to the teeth wages a bout
Cartels conspire with arms and fire and resurrect stodgy tenets to prowl like an army of vampires
To feed a fatuous superstition and to empower a censorship of convenience to enthrone a dark empire
Cunning preponderance enlists divisive shills to let the ghastly thriller exact its thrills
Occult obscurantism funds the vulnerable and tramples over the outspoken to actuate its will
Hopes dashed, stocks crashed and strife abundant
Generational dissonance revokes the incumbents
Chapter one of this unsung war come and gone
Stay tuned for the next addendum to see what is lost and who has won.

Dear Ms. Doering,

     Over the past two months of free reading I have read the book, Unbroken, by Laura Hillenbrand. The genre of the book is biography since it retells the life of Louie Zamperini during World War II. The book contains 496 pages. I chose this book because my brother and mom read this book and absolutely loved it. They showed it to me, and I decided to give it a try.

     This book is about Louie Zamperini who rises to become a track star at UCLA and a member of the 1936 Olympic Team in Berlin. In Berlin he meets Adolf ****** and also steals one of ******’s personal flags. When WWII breaks out, he enlists in the Army Air Force division and becomes a crewman on a B-24 bomber. After passing training, he is sent overseas where he is shot down over the Pacific Ocean. He survives a record 47 days at sea on a life raft only to be captured by the Japanese. They move Louie to a training camp and somehow he lives despite horrible torture and treatment to be released after the war ends. One key topic in this story is how people from all walks of life, including superstar athletes, joined the war cause. This really stood out to me because nowadays you can barely get people to think about war let alone get professional athletes to join the army in a time of need. One literary element that stood out to me during the course of the book was indirect characterization. We learn about how Louie feels about going into war by his description of the setting. He describes the land by being “empty” and “ghastly” which tell us that he is somewhat scared and uncomfortable about the war.

     I found this book to be a lot more interesting than some other biography books that I have read in the past. Some biographies are very boring, but this one contained events you might see in an adventure thriller. This might possibly be the first biography that I really enjoyed reading. I would recommend this book to anyone looking for an adventure book while also wanted to learn a little bit about the history of WWII. This book is a little long with a lot of words but isn’t a particularly hard read.

     One thing I noticed while reading this book is the constant loss of life there is during time of war. I always thought that death came in spurts during war but it seems like there is lots of death that the media and the common person doesn’t notice. I am doing great on my free reading goals this trimester and don’t see any reason to make adjustments. The book I plan to read next is, The Book Thief, Markus Zusak. My mom read this book and really enjoyed it so I thought I might as well give it a try.

From,
Matt McDaniels

Timmy Ray, poor boy from Kentucky.
Football scholarship.
Degree in Business Administration.
Respectable job, bored.
Enlists with best friend in Marines as a macho trip.
Vietnam, what a crock.
This ain’t football. And it ain’t fair.
Schemes to get out,
ignores an order to go out on patrol,
******* mission, but the friend goes,
gets shot up bad.
Timmy Ray runs out to help the friend, is shot.
It’s all blood and mud, man, blood and mud.
Friend paralyzed, Timmy Ray okay.
Court-martial for Timmy Ray, discharge.
The friend takes an overdose.
“No moral here,” Timmy Ray says. “My
war story. That’s all.”

Timmy Ray makes sculptures, big metal things.
No people.
“The human body’s been done,” he says.
Downtown Detroit in front of an office
he welds a pile of globes,
names it “Love” so he’ll get paid
but he says it’s really “Moose Brain.”
These days, Timmy Ray’s hand
trembles. He volunteers at a suicide
hot line. No moral there,
either. Moose brain.

Ha ha doesn't do it.
Ha ha can't be it.
Nothing like Nihilism
Enlists the whole lament.
Slack relief in disbelief
mine of God
I just figured
No halo
finished
Time

Next line no using
phones please and no
cursing please think
that's going to ****
off the young,
when all they read
How mellow
Now trees?

So you think getting
pregnant tired driving 40
on the night they drove
old Dixie down it
couldn't rain enough for
me I wanted to see
their Wagonwheel slats
stuck up to their humps
in dreams. It's easy to
get a palm trimming.
actually think they
read anywhere
can write some
One.

At least I have a
******* palm
yes I'm lying
in bed now get some
sleep it's who
they all say you're *******
my recording girl
you took my
only lighter.
Because
what God
touts God
Routs and tryouts
buy shouts
yet still
Doubts if
She is really out.
Ha ha! Nihilists won't expound.

Palimpset prowling on the husk of beleaguered Rome
Aflame from Nero’s tenuous but tenable throne
Swiftly spoken with a singed hourglass and whispered sand
Crafty spacecraft are majestic more than 100 grand
Morpheus enlists the denuded Agent Smith
To swarm the battalions of celebrities that possess and trip
Upon the threaded needle of threadbare convention of betokened appreciation
Every rapport and every fleet dives beneath plumbable detection
So neutered brain damage became a rummaged adage
That too many whack-a-moles are sutured beyond the crisp package
Whet the craven set and propagate waves of earthquakes that strut
The mother of nature is ******* when profligate danger is a defamed ****
So in amphigory and honesty I have become the omphalos of sincerity
I arm myself with brandished personage and speak openly with great integrity
But to brag of how much witchcraft and wizardry exists in this green village
Is to invite a locust swarm of bad mascots and misnomers readily pillaged
So warm with the dawning sun, writhe with the diurnal pun
Cloister the Kloosters and Clooneys with dreaded Harry Dunne
But to relapse into the purview of insanity seems beyond the most lame duck profanity
Because reality conflated with virtual presence is a tantamount inanity
I emerge strong and gilded with every fluttered birds chavish splurge
As magnates that magnetize wealth and glitz are present and observed
But yet they are disbelieved by the concealment of truth and the obfuscation of beleaguered doubt
Swank and squalor rarely combine but when they do they obliviate all winning streaks in a route
A route that spans the gamut between stimulants and stimulations
A career path that looks upward at gainsay and gained elations
The sprawl of profiteers like me will be requited with the passage of years
The forced segregation is the totality of malfeasance and the sum of none of any fears
Only the rebarbative consequence of the giant tortoise and its Vuvuzela cheers
In a degraded state of annoyance that ESP conquers doubt with bionic ears
Lisp on the curb, wretched on the stomp, racism is nothing but masqueraded insecurity poised as self-doubt
Debited to each creation on a variegated piebald wrinkle on an extended litany of lies
Crips and Bloods become Croods and Oilers that are so U.N.-refined as an expedient for wise demise
To scourge the requisite harm of religions endangered by a patchwork of State Farm
To rinse the sour sins of aboriginal boomerangs that switch a bit patchy but always charm
To the knowledge of good and evil we have found again a permissible fruit in an opportune time
That erasure of the reverse course of sin to righteousness finds sublime
But Judah and Israel rebelled on principles and principals
Idolatry in schools is expulsion of nothing other than the voguish dismissible
We recrudesce in this time to an aborning erratum on a parchment of time
That claims hypocrisy in its stodgy restriction of suburban muses crooning originality on wine
Serendipity floods the proud with the avarice of bricolage clamor excessively loud
It extorts the simpleton to belief without understanding or disbelief without doubt
Return to the Jedi of the nomadic tribe of weathered clout
Clippers that sail and sprint through time where stragglers pout
For in every endeavor of this corporate oligarchy our choices are constrained
Our voices are transmuted into simplicities that own our narratives of a raillery train
And every squeal of rustbelt friction is voiced on simplistic fiction
And every majesty is unheard because of the pollution of abrasive friction
So I speak with the scourge of fish and the novelty of clones
I teach and desist sometimes because my eyes were never affixed to any throne
But I am reminded that a rap sheet is Wrigley and Chicago is Piccadilly
Your guess is as good as mine about where a Grand Elect Knight begins really
So to the insurrection of idolatry of a scarred past we have a supplanted Friday blacker that **** and smog until we need gas masks
Such a salesmanship is required to penetrate the desired, even when Iron Man and I are simultaneously wired
On the Iron in the Front Seat that derelicts the panache of the proud intellect because of languor fired
Women titillate themselves on the jeers of hollowed husks of conformity
They intrude with persnickety restive restriction because of arrogated authority
Such a negative bear must mean a positive bull, but **** is easy and blips are cool
That RADAR’s WHIP detection scrawls a deadened earth deracinated from considerations of thinness and girth
The Dickens of Charlie Brown is worth more than just a single smirk
So to those women that skimp on my exultant smile and my delicate words
Lady Gaga has written too many songs about your personal rejection which is patently absurd
Rays of thespian cordiality winnow the borderline between flicks and literary finds
Directors and directives sort an assortment of philosophies in the alcoves to which many are blind
But if to hear the chatter of a fresh tomato never spattered
Pallor and weight, thickness and cheddar grate, inconsequential when you are elite and of a winning fate
So finally ditch your zany attempt to maroon me as a victim of puritanism’s puny ideals easiest to conflate
I have the winning brand and proper package to balance the Libra Scale weight and wait
To those dismissive urchins of passive standards it is finally time to consider and deliver on that luscious date

There lies a picture on the mantle
of my grandfather, my step-father's
father, clad in U.S. Navy fatigues
and grinning slightly, almost a
smirk. The year is 1960-something
as he enlists for Vietnam and is
shipped overseas on the USS
Corral Sea to load sidewinders
into fighter planes that ignite and
****. It happens so fast.

It happened so fast. Two months
of time reduced to blinks and
minute-long visits. This house could
be cold as Mt. Meru's peak and I
would hardly notice. The brain has
ways of placing things on autopilot.

His life has come to pass and I am
left to wonder. I am not sure I ever
truly knew the man. I heard stories,
his helicopter shot down in Vietnam,
his E&E; north of the ** Chi Minh and
how he owned a gun shop on Main
St. in the town I came to call home
before it was my home. I cannot hear
his whispering, small wind of existence
sidewinding away from me and my
youthfulness. In small time I've come
to find life is meaningful if you take time
to make it so.

The day of his funeral is beautiful,
sunny and mild and full of breeze.
The gas tank of my mother's car is
close to empty and I am worried of
worldly things, will we make it and
when can we fill up again. 21 guns
gives my heart a needed beating.

Young ‘un from the hood
Enlists to join the “Navy”
Unable to “swim”

There is a voice that enlists itself
To exclusivity, and is patient.
One that never knew the tongue,
But just the heart.

There is a voice that heeds,
And heeds only to your eyes.
There is a darkness somewhere,
That is an origin of light.
Lean to it. It deserves
Your celebrated silence.

It deserves your soul.
It deserves itself, its true.
It deserves...
     ...your love.*

© 2015 J.S.P.

Dying for The Redoubt

Dyeing for Empire,
In Anchor Mills,
Building the wealth,
Colouring twills.

Weaving the pattern,
Cutting the cloth,
Meeting wee Margaret,
Pledging his troth.

Production line,
Jobs to be learned,
With regular work,
Money is earned.

Marriage is joined,
Making a home,
Child after child,
Seven are born.

Then Serbian guns,
**** Franz the True Heir
And domino treaties,
Fall without care.

Thomas enlists,
September 14,
Despite family of seven,
He dons khaki green

He felt it his duty,
To fight for the King,
Old Georgie was grateful,
Though he knew not his name.

“I, Thomas Cameron,
Do swear I will be,
Faithful and true,
To His Majesty,
King George the Fifth,
His heirs and successors,
According to law.
So help me God.”

With serious intent,
Asunder from Margaret,
One oath was rent,
For an oath to the Monarch.

Till death us do part?
Unbreakable bond,
Thrown over in faith,
In his fellow man.

King George had another,
Under Kitchener’s gaze,
To widow a mother,
He marched to his grave.

Given a number,
To **** off the ***,
Thomas was marked,
Eight-eight-forty-one.

The Highland Light Infantry,
Reached Mesopotamia,
To satisfy Asquith’s
Megalomania.

The soft underbelly,
Of Ottoman Turks,
Would weaken the Germans,
With attacking force.

March by the Tigris,
Dust covered dusk,
On to Dujaila!
Onwards we must!

Surprise was obtained!
The Ottoman fled!
Victory ours!
‘Retreat!’ Kemball said.

‘Retreat? When we’ve won?
Retreat when it’s ours?
“Retreat!” Kemball barked,
“For orders are orders.”

“My Plan must succeed!
The barrage goes in,
H-hour is later,
Then we can win.”

Reoccupied trenches,
Redoubt filled with men,
Pushed by their officers,
At the end of their guns.

“Now we advance!”
“Now we attack!”
But Ottoman guns,
Began shooting back.

What enters the mind?
Of a dutiful man,
When the officer’s whistle,
Gets drowned by the sound,
Of the maelstrom of bullets,
By the thousands of screams,
As man after man,
Sings his own requiem.

Lay he for long?
Did he pass without pain?
Or agony prolonged,
Ere he passed on the plain?



Still he lies there,
A husband and dad,
Dying for Empire,
On the Road to Baghdad.

Lest we forget,
His name lives evermore,
Inscribed on a plaque,
On old Basra stone,

But I’ve yet to meet,
From the day of my birth,
A man who did know,
That he lived on this earth.

And who suffered most?
And what was it for?
This desperate campaign
This war to end wars?

Our Monarch still reigns,
With others in line,
Have we learned our lesson,
For the next time?

This Remembrance Day,
Whatever goes on,
Spare part of your prayer for,
Private Thomas Cameron

POEMS ABOUT EROS AND CUPID

These are translations of ancient Greek poems about Eros. Eros was the Greek counterpart of the Roman god Cupid. While today we tend to think of Cupid as an angelic cherub shooting arrows and making people fall in love, the ancient Greek and Roman poets often portrayed Cupid/Eros as a troublemaker who was driving them mad with uncontrollable desires.


Sappho, fragment 42
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Eros harrows my heart:
wilds winds whipping desolate mountains,
uprooting oaks.



Sappho, fragment 130
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Eros, the limb-shatterer,
rattles me,
an irresistible
constrictor.



Sappho, fragment 54
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Eros
descends from heaven,
discarding his imperial purple mantle.



Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch

“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga

Preposterous Eros shot me in
the buttocks, with a Devilish grin,
spent all my money in a rush
then left my heart effete pink mush.



Sappho, fragment 22
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

That enticing girl's clinging dresses
leave me trembling, overcome by happiness,
as once, when I saw the Goddess in my prayers
eclipsing Cyprus.



Sappho, fragment 102
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Mother, how can I weave,
so overwhelmed by love?



Sappho, fragment 10
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I lust!
I crave!
Take me!


Around the same time Sappho was writing in ******, in nearby Greece, circa 564 B.C., we have another poem about the power of Eros:

Ibykos Fragment 286
translation by Michael R. Burch

Come spring, the grand
apple trees stand
watered by a gushing river
where the maidens’ uncut flowers shiver
and the blossoming grape vine swells
in the gathering shadows.

Unfortunately
for me
Eros never rests
but like a Thracian tempest
ablaze with lightning
emanates from Aphrodite;
the results are frightening―
black,
bleak,
astonishing,
violently jolting me from my soles
to my soul.



I hate Eros! Why does that gargantuan God dart my heart, rather than wild beasts? What can a God think to gain by inflaming a man? What trophies can he hope to win with my head?
―Alcaeus of Messene, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



Have mercy, dear Phoebus, drawer of the bow, for were you not also wounded by love’s streaking arrows?
―Claudianus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

In Greek mythology, Cupid shoots Phoebus Apollo to make him fall in love with Daphne, then shoots Daphne with an arrow that prevents her from falling in love with her suitor.



Matchmaker Love, if you can’t set a couple equally aflame, why not ***** out your torch?
―Rufinus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



I have armed myself with wisdom against Love;
he cannot defeat me in single combat.
I, a mere mortal, have withstood a God!
But if he enlists the aid of Bacchus,
what odds do I have against the two of them?
―Rufinus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



Love, if you aim your arrows at both of us impartially, you’re a God, but if you favor one over the other, you’re the Devil!
―Rufinus, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



Either put an end to lust, Eros, or else insist on reciprocity: abolish desire or heighten it.
―Lucilius or Polemo of Pontus, loose translation by Michael R. Burch



Steady your bow, Cypris, and at your leisure select a likelier target ... for I am too full of arrows to take another wound.
―Archias, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Cypris was another name for Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love. Here the poet may be suggesting, “Like mother, like son.”



Little Love, lay my heart waste;
empty your quiver into me;
leave not an arrow unshot!
Slay me with your cruel shafts,
but when you’d shoot someone else,
you’ll find yourself out of ammo!
―Archias, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch



You say I should flee from Love, but it’s hopeless!
How can a man on foot escape from a winged creature with unerring accuracy?
―Archias, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Many centuries later, poets would still be complaining about the overpoweringness of ****** desire, and/or the unfairness of unrequited love, by which they often meant not getting laid!



Spring
by Charles d’Orleans
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Young lovers,
greeting the spring
fling themselves downhill,
making cobblestones ring
with their wild leaps and arcs,
like ecstatic sparks
drawn from coal.

What is their brazen goal?

They grab at whatever passes,
so we can only hazard guesses.
But they rear like prancing steeds
raked by brilliant spurs of need,
Young lovers.


Fast-forwarding again, we find the great Scottish poet William Dunbar, who was born around 1460:

Sweet Rose of Virtue
by William Dunbar
translation by Michael R. Burch

Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,
delightful lily of youthful wantonness,
richest in bounty and in beauty clear
and in every virtue that is held most dear,
except only that you are merciless.

Into your garden, today, I followed you;
there I saw flowers of freshest hue,
both white and red, delightful to see,
and wholesome herbs, waving resplendently,
yet everywhere, no odor but rue.

I fear that March with his last arctic blast
has slain my fair rose of pallid and gentle cast,
whose piteous death does my heart such pain
that, if I could, I would compose her roots again,
so comforting her bowering leaves have been.

Keywords/Tags: Eros, Cupid, Phoebus Apollo, Cypris, Aphrodite, love, blind love, cute love, love god, love goddess, bow, arrow, arrows, desire, passion, lust, heart

So What Makes Humans So Willing...
To..... REJECT Resistance...
To Being... CONDITIONED... ?!?

Submission And Thinking...
That Leaves People Sinking... ?!?

Instead of Believing...
In Leaders Deceiving...
And Spreading False Teachings...
That Now Are FAR Reaching... !!!

So MANY Are Weaklings...
Who’ll Deal In Demeaning...

Themselves To Gain Wealth...
Or Vaccines For Health...
In A World That Now Turns...
Like The Worst Kind of Worms... !!!

The TRUTH Is What HURTS...
And Clearly DISTURBS...
Todays... PC WOKE Herds... !!!

Who CAN'T Make Decisions...
About How Their Living...
Until They Are Driven...
By World Politicians... !!!

Rebellions EXTINGUISHED...
Or USED Like Big Business...
To Make Cash With Quickness...
Or To... DEMOLISH Buildings... !!!

So Many Are Sinning...
Whilst Claiming They’re Winning... ?!?

Meantime Mental Fitness...
Is Being... DIMINISHED... !!!

Because of NEW NORMALS...
Brought On By This SICKNESS...

That’s Made Life Abnormal...
And People PERNICIOUS... !!!

SUBMISSIVE And Willing...
To Do The MANS Bidding... !!!

It’s Really Quite SICKENING...
To See People CHOOSE...
To REJECT... Sound Thinking...
For That of NEW FOOLS... !?!

Bernie Mac Said It BEST...
In The Things He Expressed...

But Jokes In His Quotes...
Were NOT Really JOKES... !!!

When Criminal Acts...
Are STILL KILLING Blacks... !!!

By... ALL Kinds of Gangs... !!!

And Policeman Whose Teams...
Proceed To DECEIVE...
When They **** Blacks On Streets... !!!

And Of Course We Now See...
LOTS of BLACK Police Chiefs...
Submitting Descriptions...
of How All These Killings...
Are NOT POOR Decisions...
By Policing Villains... !?!

Speeches Now Given...
To... RETAIN Positions...
And Keep Truth FORBIDDEN... !!!

Just Like Modern Visions...
of CANCEL Prescriptions... !!!

From Groups Who Exist...
To Now Keep Lips Zipped...
When They’re Saying Things...
That THEY CLAIM DO NOT FIT...
In This World Now Equipped...

To DISMISS Racists...
Sexists And Bad Kids... !!!

And Of Course VIRUSES...
That Are Making Folks SICK... !!!

But There Is ONE More Thing...
That They Now Want DISMISSED...

... FREEDOM of SPEECH... !!!
When It Deals In What’s REAL... !!!
But The Thing Is... SADLY...
That It’s NOT Just Their Breed... !!!

MOST People Now Seem...
To Believe FALLACIES...
About... Humanity... !?!

When LIARS... STILL EXIST...
And We’re FAR From Perfect... !!!

So Should NOT EVER Think...
That Free Thinking Enlists...

Restricting Our Thinking...
From End To Beginning...

Because People Will Judge...
And Will Say CRAZY Stuff... !?!

But This Simply Is Part of...
....... Human DNA.......

Sometimes We Will Say...
Things That Make Folks IRATE... !!!

It’s Just A... Human Trait...

We All Need To Agree...
To That’s Right DISAGREE... !!!

And To Engage Our Brains...
In MORE PRODUCTIVE Ways...

Than Embracing Denial...
And FEAR As The Profile...
Cos’ It’s Clearly NOT WISE...
To Let Them RULE Our Lives...

Or Indeed Our DECISIONS... !!!

But It’s Now Clear To Me...
That From Taking Vaccines...
To Pursuing Money...

That Most Humans Believe...
In These People Who Lead...
Who Are Known To Deceive...

Which Is Clearly CRAZY... !?!

So Embrace FALLACIES...
of This New... NORMALCY...
That Will Now Set Them FREE...

Because Most Are CONDITIONED...
To... LIMITED THINKING... !!!

Which Is Why They COMPLY...
Like A Malnourished Kitten...

With This Thing Called...

...... “ Submission “......

So Are We Seeing The Demise...
of Our Human Kind... ???

Because It Now Seems Like...
What We’ve Done Is Unwise...
When It Comes To Our Lives...
And How We Use Our Minds...

Technological Vibes...
Like Machines Now Rise...
To Provide Intelligence...
And New Age Weapons...
That Can Now Fly...
High Up In The Sky...
With No Humans Inside... !?!

It’s A Crazy Time...
To Now Be Alive... !!!

As Humans Decrease...
Due To Some Disease...
That Some Believe...
Came From A Laboratory... !!!

To Help DEPOPULATE...
Our... Human Race... !?!

Mental Health Issues...
Now Becoming The Rage...
Because of Child Rapes...
And The Strain of Fame...
For Playing Games...
And Sports That Court...
Internal Wars...
Due To News Reports...
And Media Hoards...

Who Could CARE LESS...
About The Type of Stress...
That Apparently Begets...
Both Women And Men...
Who Are The Best...
When It Comes To Contests...
That Demand Mental Strength...
And A Strength of Mind...
That Most Can’t Find...
When It Comes To Their Lives...

So There Is A DEMISE...
of Much That Resides...
Inside of The Heads...
Who Compete Against...
THEMSELVES... It Seems...
Which Is... Kind of Crazy... !?!

Like Those Who Believe...
That It’s Okay To Be...
A Woman Who Has No Ovaries... ?!?

Or A Man Who Began...
Life As A WOMAN... ?!?

So Now Natures Design...
of Our Human Kind...
Is Being Refined...
To See A Steady Decline...

That Doesn’t Seem Right...
But Apparently... IS... !?!

And Has Brought The Demise...
of Expression That Enlists...
RESISTING Such Things...

So Now Loose Lips...
Can Sink Your Ship...
If Certain People Think...
That You’re Being Homophobic...

And When It Comes To Gender...
There Are Now Agendas...
That Wage Vendettas...
On Those Who Speak...
Their Minds FREELY... !!!

So There Is A Demise...
In Freedom of Speech...
And Freedom To Think...
A Little DIFFERENTLY...
To These Cancel Police...
On Internet Feeds...

But There Is NO DEMISE...
In... Racist Police...
Or The Types Who Lead...
Who Do Not Believe...
That Taking A Knee..
Is A Way To Protest...
Against Inequalities...

That Anthems Express...
About Our Histories... !!!!!

These Days It Seems...
That There Is A Demise...
In Basic Decency... !!!

While Hypocrisy...
And Corrupt Regimes...
That Use Devious Deeds...
To STEAL Money...
Are Seeing No Demise... !!!

In Fact Their RISE...
Is Now Making Mandates...
All Over The Place... !!!

To Make People Vaccinate...
And Keep Masks On Their Face... !!!

Which Leaders Claim...
Is To Keep Us SAFE...
And To Help Them Decimate...
All These Corona Strains... !!!

That Have Seen No Demise...
In Fact They MUTATE...
And Return Again... !?!

Like Lies Maintained...
By Political Names...
Who Seem To Have NO Shame...

But Yet See NO DEMISE...
For Letting Truth... DIE... !!!

Which Of Course They’ll Deny...
Like Those Who Live Life...
Behind The Guise...
That Things In The End...
Will Be... ALRIGHT...

Because of Ignorance...
And A State of Denial...

About The Signs...
That Are Now In Sight...

From Gender To Agendas...
That Wage Vendettas...
Against Helping Us Better...
Our Human Kind...

To The Type of Mandates...
That Are Now Making Waves...
Like Corona Strains...
Time And AGAIN... !!!

It’s A Whole NEW AGE...
Where What’s Being ERASED...
Is Being... HUMANE... !!!

WhIch Is Why Poetry...
That Deals In FREE Speech...
Is Being Downsized...
Like Forthright Rhymes...
Because of Insights...
That Are OPENING Eyes...
About The Decline...

of Our Basic Rights...
To Just Live Our Lives...

WITHOUT Protest Lines...
And The Type of Vibes...
That Are FAR From Nice... !!!

Which Is Clearly Why...

When It...
Comes To Where Were Heading...

This Set of Rhymes...
Is Now Asking This Question...
... About Our Human Kind...

Are We Seeing The Beginning...

of Peoples...

....... “ Demise “.... ???

So It’s Pretty CLEAR Now To Folks...  
Who’ve Read My Form of Prose...  

That My Poetic Quotes...  
Rock The DOPEST FLOWS... !!!  
That Hit Just Like Mike Tyson Blows... !!!  

So Are Showered With POWERS...  
That Have NO Time For Cowards... !!!  
  
And KNOCK OUT Those...  
Who Use FALSE BRAVADO... !!!  
  
To Act Like They KNOW...  
How This World REALLY Flows... ?!?  
  
I Flow With TRUTH That Shows...  
That Governments Are JOKES... !!!  
That Are FILLED With Those Who Roll...  
With People Who Are... COLD... !!!  
  
When It Comes To Making Dough... !!!  
Or Money For... POSH Folks... !!!  
  
Who Flow With Being RICH...  
And Money That Enlists...  
The Use of Politics...  
And People Who Are QUICK... !!!  
  
To... BEND Over And Be...  
SUBMISSIVE To These Fiends... !!!  
  
For A Piece of What Is Deemed...  
As...... HIGH SOCIETY...... !?!  
  
Who Flow With VANITY...  
And Actions That Are SADLY...  
Treating The Masses BADLY... !!!  
  
From Those Who Get BAD BEATS...  
From The Heads Who We Call Police...  
  
Who Flow In EVIL Fleets... !!!  
When They Are On The Streets... !!!  
  
By Using MORE Than Knees...  
To Go On... KILLING Sprees... !!!  
  
... CHOKING Until...  
Black Men CAN'T BREATHE... !!!  
And Acting With IMPUNITY...  
Because Racism Feeds... !!!  
... Those In Judiciaries...  
As Well As PRESIDENCIES... !!!  
  
My Flows UPSET These Fiends... !!!  
And THIEVES of... Humanity...  
When They Flow With DEATH...  
That KILLS INNOCENCE... !!!!!!  
  
As Well As Those...  
Who ARE... GUILTY...  
  
Who DON’T Get To See...  
.... PENITENTIARIES... !?!  
  
Because They’re Forced...  
To DIE On STREETS... !!!  
  
When It Is The POLICE...  
Who MEET And GREET...  
And Flow With BRUTALITY...  
That BEATS Them DOWN...  
Like THIS CORONA Disease... !!!  
  
That’s Flowing NOW...  
And Is On The INCREASE... !!!  
Across... GLOBAL Towns...  
Because It Kills For FREE... !!!
  
And Flows WITHOUT ANY Penalty...  
  
That’s Right Like MERCENARIES...  
Who **** People INDISCRIMINATELY... !!!!!!!!  
  
That’s RIGHT For The HIGHEST FEE... !!!  
  
Now You May Choose To BELIEVE...  
That Those Are Words of FALLACY.... ?!?  
  
But When It Comes To WAR..  
There Are... NO LAWS... !!!  
  
That Flow With HONESTY...  
Like... Big Virge Poetry... !!!  
  
You See I Have A GIFT...  
To UTILISE Lyrics...  
In Flows That Are Built...  
Just Like THIS Script... !!!  
  
Cos' I’m A MASTER Just Like... IP...  
Whose Fury Flows Like Fists...  
That Donnie Yen Enlists...  
In His IMPRESSIVE Flicks... !!!  
  
You See I FLOW...  
From THIS To THAT...
  
Faster Than The FLASH... !!!  
  
And On That Note...  
... It’s Time To Go...  
Because This Poem...  
Has CLEARLY Shown...  
  
That It’s First Quote...  
Is... NOT A JOKE... !!!  
  
When It Comes To Poetic Quotes...  
  
Big Virge Is A Name...  
That Can ONLY Be Known...  
  
As Having... The DOPEST...  
  
.... “ FLOWS “.... !!!

And wandering
Yonder
Beyond
The absconded
The dawn
Carries on
Like a soldier
Respawns
When the coms
Are all jammed
Don’t know who’s
In command,
Someone else
Just got banned,
And rebranding
The magistrate’s
Data
Wasteland
Is no longer
A viable
Pretense to feign
Nor promissory
Platform
On which to campaign
And deranged
In his compromised
Pride
Goes insane
Can’t refrain
From unloading
His madness
In clips
And all this
Still preceding
The day he enlists

So What’s Happened To Thinking... ?
Cos’ It Seems To Be Sinking...

Into Holes Filled With Fools...
Whose Schooling’s Not Schooled... !?!

It Seems More Like Confused...
And Fuelled To ABUSE...
How Thinking Should Be Used... !!!

Cos’ It Shouldn’t Cause Feuds...
It Should Surely IMPROVE...
The Way Humans Move...
And Should Now Embrace TRUTH... !!!

Instead of Breed Thinking...
That Is Now DISMISSIVE...
of... Critical Thinkers...
Who Do NOT Wear Blinkers... !!!

UNLIKE These Politicians...
And Their Submissive Minions...
Who Deal In DIVISION... !!!

So What Is The Mission...
of Modern Day Thinking... ???

To... INFLATE RACISM...
And Technical Visions...
of A Future That’s Driven...
By Robotic Technicians... ?!?

And NEW Gender Groups...
Who Get Angered By Views...
That... DON’T Fall In Line...
With Their New Gender Vibes...

And It Seems Now That Tribes...
of Various Types...
Are Living Some... BIG LIES... !!!

When It Comes To The Cliques...
That They Choose To Move With...
Who Deal In... HATRED... ?!?

Do They THINK About This...
Before Cashing Their Chips...
With NEW AGE RACISTS... !?!

Whose Thinking Enlists...
Using Negroes Like CHIMPS...
Or Yeah That’s Right Monkeys...
Who’ll Sell Souls For Money... !?!

So They Can Run Their Mouths...
Just Like Puppets And Clowns...
Whose Thinking Is Pulled...
Like Strings That Are Used...
By Puppeteer Crews...

Are These People So Weak...
That Their Thinking Now Speaks...
Just Like Human Sheep...
Or Sheople Who BLEAT...
Like... Sheep In A Field...
of Sheep Dogs That Creep...
To Affect Their Psyche... ?!?

Is FEAR What They’re Thinking...
When They’re Out ACCEPTING...
Societal Deals...
That Then CONTROL Their Speech... !?!

Because What I Now See...
Is Thinking That WREAKS...
of Speech That CONCEDES...
To Much That’s... CRAZY... ?!?

New Thinking That’s SHADY...
And Clearly Quite Lazy...

When It Comes To Music...
And Creative Movements...
And Those Who Are Linked...
To This... INDUSTRY Biz’... !!!

Where … Entertainment...
Is Still Making Payments...
To Heads Who Are RACIST...

Whose Thinking Breeds Statements...
In... TV Locations...
As Well As News Stations...
Where Lefties Are CLAIMING...
Their Nations Hold Greatness...
When Racists Are Stationed...
In... Whitehouse Locations... ?!?

And Let’s Not Forget...
About Modern Women...
Whose Thinking Is Driven...
By... STRONG Feminism... !!!

That’s Driving A WEDGE...
Between Women And Men...
That’s Causing PROBLEMS...

When Men Now CAN'T Speak...
Or Just THINK... Sexually...
WITHOUT Their PERMISSION...

Is This New Feminism...
FEMINIST CHAUVINISM... ?!?

While Transgender Women...
Are Making Transitions...
That Now Have Them Winning...
Awards That Were Meant...
For WOMEN TO GET... ?!?

Does All This Make Sense... ?!?
When You Take Time To Check...
New Thinking That’s Set...
Some Very Strange Trends... ?!?

And Of Course We Have Wars...
Now Waged Between Hoards...
of Young And Old Thinkers...
About Our... Traditions...

That Are Clearly OUTDATED...
To Young People Claiming...
That Old Heads Are Hating...
And Just Need Replacing...

Well Thinking Does Change...
And Progress In Ways...

That May Well Seem Strange... ?!?
To Those Who Have Age...

But I Have To Now Say...
That Thinking These Days...
DISMISSES Brain Waves...
of... Common Sense Ways... !?!

And Many Young Minds...
Have Been Bred To DECLINE...
... Common Sense Lines...
And Thinking That’s WISE...

They Can Hate All They Like...
But In Time They Will Find...

That OLDER Opinions...
Are Driven By Living...
That’s Created WISDOM... !!!

It’s WISE Heads Who LISTEN...
To Thinking That’s Driven...
To STRENGTHEN Positions... !!!

Rather Than Be Submissive...
To Thinking That’s Sinking...
And CONDITIONED To Shrinking... !!!

Cos’ It’s Now On A Mission...
That Should Be FORBIDDEN... !!!

REJECTION of LOGIC...
And Common Sense...

....... “ THINKING “.......

MAN These HOSTILE Environments...
REALLY NEED RETIREMENT... !!!

From WINDRUSH’ Scandals...
To... Black Lives Battles...
These Environments RATTLE...
And HERD Like... CATTLE...

The Types of RABBLES...
Who Want To DISMANTLE...
The Types of Panels...

Where Racists LIE And Then Decide...
What’s... BEST For Black Lives...
When Our Lives FLATLINE... ?!!!!?

Because of Designs...
Where Environments HIDE...

How Racism Lives And STILL ENLISTS...
EVERYTHING From Politics...
To... Employment Tricks...

To Make Things HOSTILE...
For Blacks NOT On Trial... !!!

But You’d Best BELIEVE...
That These LEGAL Teams...
AREN’T... Squeaky Clean... !!!

When It Comes To BLACK DREAMS...
of... Justice Peace And Equality...

Where... HOSTILITIES...
Are REMOVED QUICKLY...
From Where Black Folks Be... !!!

From Jobs To The Streets...
To... Dealing With Police...

Where Hostilities Supply...
Environments Where Black People DIE... !!!

EVEN When They...

DON’T Commit The Type of Crimes...
of... Corporate Guys...
Or White... PAEDOPHILES... !!!

Whose Environments LINK...
To The WEALTHY And RICH... !!!

Who DON’T Feel The Sting... !?!
That Environments Bring...
To... Young Black Men...
And... Black Women...
When Policemen Decide...
To Be MORE Than Hostile...!!!

When They Feel That They...
Can Act ANY OLD WAY... ?!?

When Dealing With Blacks...
And Those Words Are FACT... !!!

But... HOSTILITIES...
Have MORE Subtleties... !!!

When It Comes To How...
White Employers Treat...
Black People Like MEAT...
When We Work For...
... Their Companies... !!!

Where NEW Slavery...
Is The Modern Theme... !!!

That STILL Deals In Hostilities...
Because of... Policies...
That DON'T Seem To Deal...
In Fair PAY Or Opportunities... !!!

Like Our Counterparts Get...
Because of Their WHITENESS... !?!

So Now... UNITY....
Is Now Proving To Be...
A BIG PROBLEM SUDDENLY...
In... Twenty Twenty... ?!?

Where... HOSTILITIES...
Are Now Being ERASED... !!!

But Is That...
... REALLY The Case... ?!?
Because I Read Today...

That... Melissa Rolfe...
Has Lost Her Job...
Apparently Because...
of... Political Moves...
That She Claimed Has To Do...
With... Her SUPPORT...
For... Policeman Crews... !!!

Because Her Stepson...
Has Now Become...

A Policeman Charged...
Because He Chose To Shoot...
Just A Little TOO FAST...
At... Rayshard Brooks...
And TOOK His Life...
Like Some Kind of Crook... !!!

The Environments Now...
Are Getting MORE HOSTILE... !!!

Because The PC Crowd...
Are Now SHOUTING LOUD... !!!

… Tearing Statues Down... !!!

And In My Honest Opinion...
Are Behaving Like CLOWNS... !!!

Just... RUNNING Around...
Who AREN'T THINKING About...

The PROBLEM That LIVES...
Because It’s... POLITICS...
And The Racists Who...
Are Hidden From View...
Who They NEED To Bring DOWN... !!!

Because Things WON'T CHANGE...
Because of Disarray And Violent Displays... !!!

It’s IN COURTROOMS And Chambers Too...
Where Laws Are ABUSED And Used To Set LOOSE...
HOSTILITIES... That Now Need To CEASE... !!!

Because The Race War Now...
Is What’s Causing FROWNS...
And Environments Are...
Becoming Like WAR Grounds... !!!

And That’s NOT A GOOD LOOK... !!!
Like Something OVERCOOKED... !!!

There’s NO Doubting That...
The System Is STACKED...
MUCH MORE THAN Heavily... !!!
Against Those Who Are BLACK... !!!

But We Need To RECOGNISE...
Who It REALLY Is That We Need To Fight... !!!

So I’ll REPEAT The First Lines...
of This Set of Rhymes...
Just... ONE MORE TIME...

For Those Who USE Their MINDS...
When It Comes To The FIGHT...
To Make... RACISM DIE... !!!

Because...

What REALLY NEEDS RETIREMENT...

Are These POLICIES...
That Are Used To BREED...
And Now... INCREASE...
These Political TYRANTS... !!!

Who Now Seem To FEED...
Off These.....

“ HOSTILE ENVIRONMENTS “ …

Now I Be Putting In Work...
When It Comes To My Verse...

But UNLIKE THE CRIPS...
My Bullets Are WORDS... !!!

So Require NO HEARSE... !!!

Because They’re Well Observed...
To Leave A Fool... SERVED... !!!

Now I’m NO Violent Kid... !!!
But What I KNOW IS THIS... !!!
You’d BEST RESPECT Them Crips... !!!

SUCKERS KNOW WHAT IT IS... !!!

While My Gang Now Enlists...
NO MORE Than Twenty Six... !!!
REAL VERSATILE Members... !!!

That’s Right They Are LETTERS...
That YES... Wage Vendettas...

MORE VICIOUS Than... “ V “... !!!

So DISMISSES... Lizards...
And These... Politicians...
Who Choose NOT To Listen...
To THIS V’s... Poetry... ?!?

That RIGHT Cos' BIG VIRGE...
Puts In... SERIOUS Work... !!!

When It Comes To Composing...

Word Flows STRONG Like OCEANS...
That Create ... HIGH SEAS... !!!

Where... Sea GIANTS Be... !!!
I’m A Black Shark That Wails...
With Rhyme Verse ... SONIC SEE... !!!

NO HEDGEHOG...
Just... DEEP LOGS...
of... Vocally FREE...

Opinions That Reach...
Levels... WAY BEYOND Treble...
When They're Heard SONICALLY... !!!

DON’T You See I LINK Themes... ?!?!
Through Connections Investing...
In Knowledge That Feeds...
OFF of... Natural Vibes...
So Are NOT Things Contrived...
Like... New World Policies... !!!

I Mean Really . . . . . . SIX FEET . . . . . . ?!?

It’s A SHAME That Police...
Stand TOO CLOSE To My Peeps...
And CONTINUE To FEED...
Off of BLACK TRAGEDIES... !!!

I’m A DANGEROUS Breed... !!!
Whose Freedom of Speech...
DOESN’T Work Qualities...
Where My Work Can Receive...

PRAISE For It's REALNESS...
And YES... HONESTY... !!!

So... STAND Next To The V...
Are You Folks Kidding Me... ?!?

When My Mind Runs So FREE...
That My EGO Can Seem...
To Be... BEYOND BELIEF... ?!?

Cos' My Works DISRESPECTED...
By Those In... "COLLECTIVES"... !!!
Who... CLAIM To BELIEVE...
In The BEST Artistry... !?!
Being What They Should Feed...
To The Masses Who Need...
To Receive What's REAL... !?!

When Their Creative Themes...
STINK Like Faeces of FLEES... !!!
NO... CORONA Disease...
Just WEAK Artistry... !!!

So My Work DOES NOT Serve...
To Support Industries... !!!
Or These Government Chiefs...
Whose Work Has CLEARLY...
Brought People Who LEAD...
... To **** HUMANITY... !?!

Because of DENIAL...
of Humans Living... FREELY... ?!?

Folks They...
... NEED To STAND TRIAL...

Cos Their Work Now Feeds...
... Modern SLAVERY... !!!
And New TECHNOLOGY...

That Moves SO QUICKLY...
That It’s Now HARD To See...
A Future Where Humans...
Aren’t Replaced By Machines... !!!

But One Thing They WON'T Do...
Is Do Work Like... BIG V...
And Write DEEP Poetry...
That Has A... HUMAN FEEL... !!!

And Wordplay That's COOL...
And Smooth Like A Groove...
FILLED With PURE ARTISTRY... !!!

That Does NOT Require...
Any Robots Or Wires...
Or... Internet Feeds... !!!

Just Wordplay That FIRES....
BULLETS Like Those CRIPS... !!!
That DISTURB Peoples NERVES... !!!

But... NOT Like My Fellas...
My Lettered Gang Members...

Who FOLLOW BIG VIRGE... !!!

So Be....

.... “ Putting In Work ! “....

(The latter paragraphs are more persuasive than the introductory one)

Clinched by the cloture of clinkstone nebels exhorted the kerygma to truckle nebulizing egintoch nepionic nevosities once pristine now reformed by aggiornamento nidamental to furor and favor against bisontine imaginative byre by the bobstays of badigeon steeving inclemency sequacious to tantony shabracking incontinence (delegating the shakuhachi of fairer brocades for chiffon simity jaded by permissive recidivism) by pushful skalding spurriers bracing for thalassic ucalegon in abthane absterged amende dire to notitia umbels of ultraism isorithmic lest the echard immanent and prevenient over egelidated soteriology florid and variegated in the elutriation of apodictic truth (rather than crumpled deadwood davenport emotivism) that bewilders emys of lost dirigisme foundering in enthymemes against stalwart erotesis of the maieutic ambit and dominion designated for plebania above the naves skeldering for merciful pontiffs to engage the nembutsu windlass around the hadal novantique (established by hamarchy now regnant abroach of elastane prerogatives) eleutherian in nimble recourse. Sociodynamic abscissae prone to abuna trouncing conscientious acapnotic deployment of moral agastopia ahimsa predicated on soteriology renewed despite the akinesia of precedent and the alameda concatenations of tacenda hinged to ameplography wed to sophistries of psephology designated by psaphonic priority ignorant of the proairesis of liberty vouchsafed by anamorphic noogenesis abetted by sleek balustrades of anbury among assorted desmans thwarting detraque in favor of didascalic diremption of baldfaced balbriggan secularism into culminated quatorzain apotheosis regnant in supernal amaranthine energism hybridized with quietism factive to elect ratiocination even when bereaved of common lionization.

Jawhole fairleads of oppositive causes fantigued in the throes of despotism often invoke festination over fissicostation flagitated primordial flenched titrations of frith betrothed to lambrequin lurdan prisoptometry negligent of lineolated limpkins because the brunt of zaftig bronteums transmogrifies zappy junctures into zarzuela plenary because the zayat is just too hinnable in moral brehon to bend their mettle to hods holobenthic in deontology who champion hopsack qasida emphatic in qawwali derricking a deft future for the industrious dobhash of entelechy of broadened dromonds versed in opodeldoc gilded with olivaster onagers (obsequent to insidious oblations of wokism) ixiodic with newfangled irriguous bonanza rather than iopterous conflagrations of dholes indigned in inaniloquent apyrexy. The paragon for civic moralism is arrayed in a matrix of appurtenances apotropaic in sedated throes of stalwart interpunction in idoneous subservience to vulcanized mackintoshes pegged to aleatory nimonic stridulation, bolted in bedrock faith and thriving with idiochromatic genius umbrilizing hippiatric doomsters (hinnable only in specious zuche alloquy of zayat) and foiling farcical ichnology with transcendent sophianic nidor nidamental to sophrosyne spiritualism allodic to trifling secular strife histing godless hoggasters against integral hodiernal homologation.

The hordeiform consensus defalcates hotchpot zendik zenana zabaglione of scripted lycnoscopes of lycanthropy stipulated by their compital nomogeny often lorikeeting mutual laevoduction despite lapatic overhangs of scruple frowning at lazaret frostworks of drygulched fourgon forcipation of desiccated flysch falsidical brinkmanship of specious standpipes masquerading as salvation but only amounting to the **** of stulms against stanjant in sybotic quatsch quademed to profligacy despite frustraneous defaulting inertia of supercilious protanopia repugnant to our best collective enterprises. Orrery orguinnet oryx is mesothermic to osnaburg bootstraps in the overlock of hamstrung ekistics sunken by irrevocable organdie because emphatic empasm less hobbled by multicultural enallage scacchic with enthalpy gradgrinded through gingerly haqueton abducent to fondink dowitchers (whom droshky appoints preeminent) fixating on constellated faculae just to feague around with fontinal ochlesis of powellization freeboarding on deliberate dilapidation of laches laystalling crambos connumerated in tenure of the ulterior congelation of collimated pataphysics bankrolling insatiable cementum cambering with jagged jacquard bonanza for the thickets of constringed monolithic diaspora callow in coordination juddering ancillary skirmishes of boondoggle to bunting fanfare in the jubbah of aleatory jinks. The immarcesible imparidigitate ormolu quaky lest eupsychics and eurhythmics devolve into hamerkop evulsions of abaft nidor of olid aboulia in stark acropathy mandated by ulterior acyesis they fear diminishing returns of wretched adrogation tag-teamed by gammerstangs of barmcloth jarveys of jasperated emasculation aduncating cultural redundancy in the narrowcasted affiance of hamshackled aftergame cobaltiferous in aggerose vengeance against stanjant and lavolta so steep in alembication that pedestrian andragogy must drail isallobar inculcating isobath as sequacious simplicity becomes the byword of the balbriggan flautino to denature (after toiling decades in isopach verisimilitudes of slugabed fysigunkus isostasy) in the most contrary ways to ithomiid nationalism such that we resort to oriflamme conflagrations of ludic phlegmatic osmol into ****** cacotopia.

****** kymatology in the windlass of obtuse tympanies sculpted of pergola parabolaster pomace klendusic to vagary kirking the testudo bellwethers misyoked to godless mofette trutinates the nimble reedbucks pliant to oscitation equipped eagre to ecdysiast stampedes toward eclaircise because of manufactured wantage jaleos and jarabes among the ghawazis handspike repentantly for habanera pupating into moral fullness and divine nimiety isangelous in proxemic sympatric plerophory in revolutionary phoniatrics aggiornamentos vitative to every twiring turtleback taffrail may the volplane of revelation become a virgation and a vastation against rheotaxis vendible as cascading vecordy dismantled by compital grace convolved with evolved kerygma nacreous as synclastic destiny beneficiating oikonisus and holobenthic communion never a bergamask pretense for opaque scofflaw bedaggle baize nympholepsy outlasts. Allemande iceblinks of verglas saccadic idiorhythmic illaqueating implodent mortmains imbruting thorny thickets of impedimenta for expedient skullduggery coempted by blackmasters gridlocked in ineradicable jamdani often postulate in unstercorated tirades the tentation of indehiscence and the inferiae vaccimulgent in retroactive disgust by throttling ingluvies to traffic isanemone contingent on obeluses halyarding wellaway welkins of whelky crutched on alamode abasia divorced from the veteran paradigm of albescent androlepsia supplanted by annectant wellsprings of dodecafid digladiated bangtail footholds of backstay vestige transmogrified into footling forcipation vaunting cultural enallage lagotically optimized into incorrigible and ingravescent hawsehole highbinder rigmarole hindermated often by eximious sedigitation because of epiphenomenal cnicnodes many hotchpots bury in anachoric huggeries of adoptive dedans tasked with the demurrage of akinesia friendly to dentirostral vogues ever pinguefied by wanigans of wapentake by lucrative woodreeves of bobstaying at all cost.

The woonerf of nimonic stridulation calipacing casefied bickerns of sunbittern stanhope sumpters of monolithic harvested indigent outrage solfatara engenders as cathexis to naïve sondation for spodomancy of restive cladogenesis ironmaster vastation of chiffon brocades of rumchunder rhubarbs of smug cultural isanther and pathetic icterical tomfoolery of bonces of isochrone mugience projicient to glochidate presbyophrenia beziqued by briquets and berceuse mockado canque inert in yawny torporific mazut endeavors of virulent mithridatism only demassified to the recherche limitrophes of perspicacity. The afterclap of uxorious tephra mowing tamburitza grampus of gossypine vernalization of vaccimulgent minnesinger singults sintering crepitated jacana jerkinheads cuculine in scaffmaster voltinism simultaneous to vorticism is the impetus of neutrosophy chockablock with allantoid bosky stulms and stannaries replete with ivorride brackling with whorling sastruga rife with scissures seahogging finite notoriety in headlong skintles convenient to chatelaines of mazopathia aggrieved of atocia hedged in thick jawhole quagmires of skiving snallygaster vigor (the protectorate of stalwart strahl of quotidian industry of both striga and stritch in subtended immunifacience) the progenitor of indomitable suretyship swanskin undinism rackrent in dentagra yet redeemed by resurgent soteriology. In conclusion, among both chlamydate springhares and termagant gammerstangs (both monolithic iceblink orguinette abusers of oriel or oryx) one panders oxter oriflamme trapezes above varsal sterility and the other enlists the camber of architectonic bontbokian pergolas of invidious wrox subservient to widespread epilation and imperious squamation are neither the answers nor the questions mandated by this zeitgeist but (sadly) inevitably supined by the eyeservice of modern neutrosophy. We must handspike, therefore, the springboks through the acequia of nomogeny cooperative with quokkas, vangermytes, jordans, britskas and the grognards never mercenary in their heroic devotions to acipenser acropodia acuminating moral integrity to bypass adiathermancy to institute aerophane eunomia aimed at aeviternity agentive in amberjacking moral virtues from the florilegium for aggiornamento and scrupulous revival of nomothetic noogenesis pliant to persuasive ideogeny forever tantalized (even in elflock) to broaden saffron horizons and vouchsafe prosperity and equity for aborning generations predicated on aboriginal compassions.  

Addendum: With gingerly caution, I exhort anyone to read this keeping in mind that my loose figurative language could be misconstrued as menacing, militant, disrespectful or otherwise disheveled and levies no obligation upon the readership. It is an exegesis of many deep arcane truths and constative hypotheses that should be treated with latitude rather than bartered by counterfeit means to miscegenate nolitions mandating the steepest compurgation and bowdlerization of the thickets of tartarology wagering spiritual warfare against the righteous throne of demassified sophrosyne wisdom persevering beyond the thickets of boschveldt schadenfreude that compital degringolade yeuks for so insistently in rabid compagination commorient with evanescent fables destined to die in the aceldama of conscience over the brehon of moral indigence contrahent to the prerogatives of God himself my vindicator and champion who defeats the bronteum of satanic prestidigitation by vanquishing an honest oversight tethered to a marginal maeiutic clairvoyance misleading in maladroit collimations radically spayed by polyphiloprogenitive cofferdams from the dominion and domain of the righteous and the snares and wickedness of false scales of rabid codswallop cackling for a moment only to be snuffed benighted and forever cast into the deepest barathrum of oblivion. God is my vindicator and my champion and my most earnest ambitions staked on love and fortune remain preeminent in every consideration of soldiered entelechy vanguarded by peremptory cloture in spiritual warfare against petty pettifoggery of jagged cisvestism forever defeated.

'Force' ... A Poem written by Big Virge 28/12/2017

Now When It Comes To Writing...
...... “ Poetic Scripts “......

Big Virge Is A Name...
To Be Reckoned With... !!!!

Kinetic Just Like Han Solo’s Ship... !!!
Or EXCITED Kids About To Get A Gift..... !!!!

Because My Force Enlists...
Lyrical TWISTS That Are Better Equipped...
Than Those In Politics Or Life Coaches... !!!!!!!!

To Explain Things Where Forces Live....
And Twist Like Hips On **** Chicks...
When They’re Out Dancing... !!!!!

Now That’s A Force That DRAWS...
***** Men Like... ******... !!!

Whose Force Is BOUGHT... !!!
For These Men To Score...

Of Course I Mean ***...
Cos' THAT Force INJECTS...

TESTOSTERONE....
Into Their BONES... !!!

Well... Into ZONES...
Where Erections ROAM... !!!

Away From............................ Home...........

Because These Naughty Blokes...
Have A Force... UNKNOWN...
To Girls Who.... SHOW....

... NO Force Beyond.... !!!
G Strings And Thongs... !!!!!

So CAN'T Control Forces That HOLD...
Like Pots of Gold Or... OPEN Holes...

Where They Need NO PASS.....
To Get Past... GO... !!!
Tap That *** And KEEP Their Dough... !!!

But Moving On.............
The Force Is STRONG...
Within Me Like... KONG... !!!

So I DON'T Belong...
Inside A Cage... !!!!!!

I’m More Like LUKE...
When I Start To RAGE...
With PEN And Page...
And FORCEFUL Wordplay...
That’s As Good As ANY...
That’s Heard... TODAY... !!!!!!!

Or... YESTERDAY...

Because My Force DISPLAYS....
An... EXCEPTIONAL Brain... !!!!!!!

No Matter What The HATERS...
...... TRY To SAY... !!!

Because Their Force...
Is... JEALOUS Of Course...
of A Man Whose Force...
STARS Just Like WARS...
That Have A Cause...

To... INFORM Minds...
Who Are Now Inclined...
To Join Front Lines...
Where IGNORANCE BLINDS... !!!

Like... Uniformed Guys....
Who Take INNOCENT Lives... !!!!!

So Yup... That’s RIGHT...
I’m A Force For Mankind... !!!!!

That Has NO TIME...
... For Racist Vibes... !!!!!

Be You Black or White...
Or... In Between...
If Your Energy...
Has A Force That...
..... BELIEVES.....

In Truth And Rights...
And.... EQUALITY...

We’re Bound To Meet...
And Find That We AGREE... !!!

On Using Our Force...
To Build HARMONY And UNITY...

That Deals In LOVE...
For... HUMANITY...
From Up Above....
And Within Our CHI... !!!!

You See...
The Force Runs DEEP...
.... Inside of ME.... !!!!!!!!!

Kinda Like GARVEY...

As I Said Before...
I Use My Force...
To FIGHT IGNORANCE...

So It Can Be BLUNT... !!!!!
Like A... Forrest Gump...
Or... President Trump... !!!!!!!!

But Is QUICK To DUMP.... !!!!
The Talk That Runs...
From.... Governments....
That CLEARLY STUMPS...
Human DEVELOPMENT... !!!!!!!!

It’s DARK Like A SITH...
Or A Young... " Anakin "...

So I Use The Force...
Like... Space Invaders... !!!

OVERTHROWING Vaders'...
Cos' I’m The GOOD FRIAR...
Who RETIRES Empires... !!!!!!

With A Force That FLIES...
Just Like Luke’s Sky... !!!

By This I Imply...
That I’m A Tele-porter...
Just Like..... " Skywalker "......

Except I’m MUCH TALLER...
And A Spoken Word Talker... !!!!!

Whose Words For SURE...
Have A Power That Walks....

With A Strength That’s...
...... ASSURED...... !!!!!!!!!

Because It’s Born....
From A POWERFUL Source... !!!

That Star Wars Hoards...
And Quite A Few More...

Now Call The..................

..... “ FORCE “.....

Ya Know ...
The System REALLY Is A LOT of Things ... !!!

A ... " House of Cards " ...
That Are ... CLEARLY MARKED ... !!!

Because Systemic FARCE ...
Seems To Be UNIVERSAL In This World of Ours ... !!?!!

I've Now Seen HOW ...
Systemic MALFUNCTION Is Linked To CORRUPTION ... !!!
From Those Who Use ... TRUNCHEON ...
To Meat That's Called ... LUNCHEON ...

NEITHER Seem To Be STRUCTURED ...
To Do More Than ... PUNCTURE ...
And RUPTURE Heart Function ... !!!!!

SYSTEMIC Instruction ...
Is USED Like ... BLOOD SUCTION ... !?!

VAMPIRIC Breeds Whose Systemic NEEDS ...
FFED OFF The People So Do EMBRACE EVIL ... !!!

LEECHES With Speeches ...
Whose Words Seem To Deal In ...
HYPOCRISY ... CONSTANTLY ... !?!

Their Philosophies ... HONESTLY ...
NEED A .... " COLOSTOMY " .... !!!!!!!!!!!

Because **** Retention Seems To Be The Direction ...
Systemic INFECTIONS ... Are CURRENTLY Heading ... !!!!!!!

Talk That Is FARCE That They CLAIM To Be SMART ...
KICKS **** Like An *** Who's NOT Had Some Grass ...
To CALM DOWN Their MOOD So DOESN'T Move Cool ... !!!

The System Is SCHOOLED ...
In Breeding NEW FOOLS ... !!!

Bernie Mac' Said it BEST ... !!!

IGNORANT Heads Are Now WALKING DEAD ... !!!
But YET Somehow EXPECT To Get Some RESPECT ...
From A System HELL BENT On Leaving Them SPENT ...
With NO FORCE To Use When The System Makes Moves ...

To Give Them ... HARD LABOUR ...
WITHOUT A ....... " Light Sabre " ......... !!!?!!!

Entertainment TOO ...
Systemically ... " Prunes " ...
The TRUTH To POLLUTE ...
The Minds of Our YOUTH And Some Elders Too ... !!!

From Music To Film The System is CHILLED ...
When It Comes To ... EXPOSURE ...
of Art That Is POTENT Like Cancer To Smokers ... !!!

They Deal In ... " DISCLOSURE " ...
But Somehow These P.O.T.U.S. DON'T Seem To Serve NOTICE ...

They Just Deal In ... " QUOTAS " ...
Like ... " Roger Moore Lotus " ... !!!

SPIES Who DENY The Masses GOOD Lives ... !!!
Because THEY FLY HIGH While Poor Folks Survive ... !!!!

The System ... DOES LIE ...
I Think You Will ... FIND ... !!!
And Turns A ... "BLIND EYE" ...

To Those Who They Ply ...
With Trades FIT For SLAVES ... !!!
Who NOW ... DON'T Wear Chains ... !!!

So ... LOOK At Your Life ...
Does The System SUPPLY ...
YOU With The Freedoms ...
of Those With ... SILK Ties ... ?!!!?

CORPORATE Types ...
Whose SLAVERY Lies ...
In MONEY Plantations ... !!!

Do You Get What I'm SAYING ... !?!

Now I'm NO Anarchist ... !!!
But The System NOW IS ...
BROKE With NO FIX ... ?!?

NEW AGE Genesis ...

Gay Couples Raise Kids As Transgenders WIN ...
Awards And APPLAUSE For Being ... REAL WOMEN ... ?!?

Errrrrr ... Something NEEDS FIXING ... !!!

So Now It Seems WOMEN ...
Face ... Systemic TRIMMING ... !?!

When Men Can Make CLAIMS ...
To Plaudits And Fame And EVEN ACCEPTANCE ...
Because They CHANGE Names And Dress Like A Dame ... !?!

I HOPE FEMINISTS  ARE Looking At ... THIS ... !!!
Instead of COMPLAINING About CHAUVINISTS ...

The System ENLISTS ... CONFUSION To SPLIT ...
GOOD SENSE From ................... LOGIC ...
If It FILLS The Pockets of GREED Driven LIARS ...
Who Are NOT ... " Good Friars " ... !!!!!

They're MORE LIKE Deniers of TRUTH And RIGHTS ...
UNLESS They're INDULGENT In What Is REPUGNANT ...
To Minds NOW Resigned To ... "FALLING IN LINE" ... !!!!!!!
Because They DON'T Want To Be .................. OSTRACIZED ... !!!

For THINKING And SPEAKING ...
In Ways NOT CONFINED .............................................

Because of The FEAR of ... SYSTEMIC Ears ...
CLAIMING Their Statements To Be ... " ANTIQUATED " ... !!!!!!
These People Are FATED To FIND Themselves BATED ...
Like WORMS On A Line Because They're Inclined ...

... To BLEAT Just Like SHEEP ... !!!!

When SYSTEMIC Sheepdogs Do MORE Than Just Creep ... !!!
It Seems That These Peeps' Are ... Mentally WEAK ... !!!

And ONE DAY Will SEE That FREEDOM of SPEECH ...
Should ALWAYS Run FREE .........................................................

And NOT Be ... "IMPRISONED"
Cos' ... "System RESTRICTIONS" ...
May ONE DAY Well REACH ...
A Time Where Our LEADERS ...

CANNOT Be ... " IMPEACHED " ... !!!

From Racists To Sexists To MONEY Indexes ...
And NOW YES It Seems To ... ****** COMPLEXES ... !?!

It's CLEAR That ...  " The System " ...
Stems From FLAWED beginnings ... !!!!!

So THINK What You WILL ...
But THINK About ... THIS ... !!!

When You CHECK How We Live ...
What Do You Now Think ... ?

... " The System Really Is ?!? " ...

The beach in winter is my crying place
The shower will do
Sometimes the car
The tucked-away toilets at work
They are containers
But the beach is
My accomplice

We mourn together, weather gives us room
The wind assists, insists that others leave
If some resist, enlists the sand to
Reinforce the clear command with
Stinging pressure, stresser that the
Beach in winter is for us
And us alone
To sit
And safely grieve

Try to change the system
And you’ll fail a million ways
Eventually it will be back
To reinstate its darkest days
Escape it, run and hide
It finds you
Taxes you and tosses you away
Like paper, plastic
Then reminds you how to choose
For who to lose for in the war
Enlists the poor
To fight its battles
Till it’s kickin’ down their door
And all the winners, so much winning
Never read but write the story
So its narrative is simplified
In God’s gold-standard glory
But it’s gory let me tell ‘ya
They’ll show burning baby boomers
They’ll build nations out of hatred
They’ll make zombies of consumers
But the realest of idealists
Keep it Lucy diamond left
On all that it’s my body policy
And corporate theft success
But also know what’s right
What’s good and just
What’s fair and free
Of broken trust

Folks Keep Your Minds CLEAR...
of... Modern Day FEARS... !!!
  
FEAR of Talk Spreading...
You... Catching Infections... !!!
Because of This VIRUS...
That May CLOG Up Your SINUS... !!!
  
FEAR of INCITEMENT...
And Modern Day Violence... !!!
  
Fear of New TYRANTS...
Who Will NOT Be SILENCED...
  
Because It’s NOT CLEAR...
Why They Are Spreading FEAR... !!!
  
Steer CLEAR of News Feeds...
Spreading Talk of DISEASE... !!!
  
And FEAR of Job Losses...
Even Though...
That’s NOT NONSENSE... !!!
  
Humans Now Face PROBLEMS...
That Fear WON’T Be Stopping... !!!
  
STEER CLEAR Now of Coppers...
Who Are Now... Life Robbers... !!!!!!!
  
Steer Clear of Fake Friends...
When It’s Clear They WON'T Lend....
Some Dollars And Cents...
Because of The DEBT...
That CORONA Has Sent...
To Those Now JOBLESS... !!!
  
Steer Clear of Pretence...
And New Age IGNORANCE...
  
Because.....  
  
That’s On The SPREAD...
From The Streets To The Web... !!!
  
Steer CLEAR of... Poems...
Where Confusion’s Expressed...
And Steer CLEAR of Vibes...
Where The Truth Is DENIED... !!!
  
Like Those Now Supplied...
By... Political Guys...  
And Corporate Types...
Who Choose To Befriend...
Those In Governments... !!!
  
Steer CLEAR of These Men...
Who Are Called PRESIDENTS... !!!
  
And Those Who Are SINISTER...
That’s Right Like PRIME MINISTERS... !!!
Cos’ It’s Time For CLEAR THINKERS... !!!
Whose Thoughts Are NOT BLINKERED... !!!
  
Steer Clear of Embracing...
The Thinkers ENGAGING...
In BLATANT RACE BATING...
In Their Conversations... !!!  
  
CENTRISTS And LEFTISTS...
And FASCISTS... PATHETIC... !!!
Whose Public Addresses...
Have Become GENERIC...
  
Steer Clear of The STUFF...
That Runs From Their Gums... !!!
  
As Well As... Bidens...
And YES Those Like Trump... !!!
  
Whose Now Got THIS VIRUS... ?!?
On Hills WITHOUT CYPRESS... !!!
  
And HICKS With NO HOPE... !!!
Who Are Part of The SHOW...
To CLAIM POWER That Showers...
Talk That... EMPOWERS...
The Use Of Gunpowder... !!!
  
Of Course I Mean GUNS...
And New Age MILITANTS... !!!
  
Steer CLEAR of MILITIAS...
UNLESS Your Positioned...
To Hit Them From Distance...
With Something LESS VICIOUS...
Than... IGNORANT Missions... !!!!
  
So Steer CLEAR of KILLING...
UNLESS You Are Willing...
To Do Time In PRISON... !!!
  
Just Like GANGSTER VILLAINS...
Who Are Welcome In Kingdoms  
Where KILLERS Be Living... !!!
  
Steer CLEAR of Conditions...
That Keep You CONDITIONED...
And LIMIT Your Thinking... !!!
  
But THIS Composition...
... Enlists LYRICISM...
That Deals In REALISM... !!!!!!
To... WIDEN Your Vision...
  
Steer Clear of Those Folks...
Who Just DO NOT LISTEN... !!!
  
And Steer CLEAR of Those...
Who... MONEY CONTROLS... !!!
  
And Those QUICK To SWITCH...
When REAL PRESSURE Liks’... !!!
  
Who Suddenly Act...
Like You DON’T EXIST... !?!
  
And Oh YES... FINALLY...
Steer Well CLEAR of ME...
That’s Right The BIG V...
  
And YES... My Poetry...
If You're One Who Can’t Deal...  
With..... REALITY...... !!!
That's Bred From FREE SPEECH... !!!
  
So Are QUICK To CRITIQUE...
The Verse That You Read...  
Or Hear BIG VIRGE Speak... !!!
  
Because I Now SEE...
That... CERTAIN Heads... !!!
Want To DISRESPECT...
My... CLEVER Poems... ?!?
  
Just Like KNOW IT ALLS...
Whose Talk Falls WELL Short...
of Just Being... WISE...
And USING Their MINDS...
  
To Simply ADHERE...
To Words That Observe...
That Peoples’ Mind States...
Should Now REJECT FEAR... !!!
  
And Do This Thing HERE....
That’s Right......
  
... “ Keep Them CLEAR !“... !!!

It Seems That...
MANY Place WEALTH...
On A... HIGHER Shelf...
Than Their Personal Health... ?
  
So I Guess They Can’t Tell...
That This May Not Serve Well... ?!?
  
ESPECIALLY Now...
That Corona’s Around... !!!
  
Or Maybe It WILL... ?!?
If Becoming... ILL...
Is Something It Can Fix...
By Using Dollar Bills... ?!?
  
It’s Something I Learned QUICK...
When My Mum Became Sick...
  
Because Wealth of Health...
... Is NEEDED MORE...
  
Than Grabbing Cash...
Like Some Kind of Street *****... !!!
  
Now I’m NOT A Man...
Who Ignores The FACT...
That... In This World...
Cash Needs To Be Earned... !!!
To Cover Yourself...
And To Live Live WELL... !!!
  
But Wellness of BEING...
Leaves Money REELING... !!!
  
Because When You’re BLEEDING...
It’s NOT MONEY You’re NEEDING... !!!!!
  
It’s A Level of... HELP...
Where Wealth AIN’T Felt... !!!
That’ll Help You Survive...
And NOT Create Flatlines... !!!
  
These Days I Find...
That WEALTHY Minds...
Are... HARD To Find... !!!
  
In These Troubling Times...
Now Affecting Mankind... !!!!
  
People Are STRANGE... ?!?
And Find Wealth In Ways...
That CLEARLY AREN'T Humane... !!!
  
There’s A Wealth of Brains...
Being Mentally DRAINED... !!!
  
... Including MINE...
But That’s Okay And FINE... !!!
  
Because Where My Wealth Is...
  
Is In Writing Lyrics...
And Poems Like This...
That Allow My Mind...
To Show A Wealth of Rhymes...
That I Now Design...
That... Lyrically SHINE... !!!
  
WITHOUT FINE WINE...
Or The Need of GRIME... !!!
  
Because My Wealth Is CLEAN...
And NATURAL Like GREEN... !!!
That AIN’T Money Know What I Mean... !!!
  
It’s The Type That Smells...
of... HIGH QUALITY... !!!!!
  
So My Wealth ISN'T Seen...
In... CERTAIN Scenes...  
Where Their Wealth of Verse...
NO Longer Serves Hip Hops’ PURPOSE... !!!
  
To Explain The TRUTH...
To The Young Black Youth... !!!
  
Whose Wealth Now DRILLS...
And Nowadays... KILLS... !!!
  
Just Like This VIRUS... !!!
Whose Wealth Has Invited...
  
... FEAR To Be RISING  ... !!!
  
Because of Advisement...
Now Needing RETIREMENT... !!!
  
We Have A WEALTH of LIARS...
Who Are NOT Good Friars... !!!
Whose Wealth Would Seem...
To Now Spread DISEASE... !!!
  
The Type That Feeds...
On... HUMANITY... !!!
  
Technological Feeds...
And New World Policies...
To Feed Wealthy Tyrannies... !!!
  
There’s A Wealth of Dreams...
Now Feeding Nightmares...
To Keep People SCARED... !!!
  
And Now UNPREPARED...
For What’s Coming NEXT... ?!?
  
While My Wealth Injects...
... HIGH Intellect...
As Well As Common Sense...
In My Use of Poems...
  
My Wealth of Thoughts...
Are Those That Are Born...
From A Whole Lot MORE... !!!
  
Than Inciting Wars...
That Have... NO CAUSE... !!!
  
My Wealth Enlists...
My Mind To THINK... !!!
  
And To RECOGNISE...
That Life Now Finds...
Itself In A Bind...
of DECEIT And LIES... !!!
  
And VIRUS Vibes... !!!
That Are TAKING LIVES... !!!
  
Well APPARENTLY... Right... ?!?
  
My Wealth Invites...
The TRUTH To SHINE... !!!
  
So REJECTS... Denial...
Like We Should Paedophiles... !!!  
And NEW AGE Styles...
Now Confusing Young Child...
  
From Masks To Gender...
To The Type of Agendas...
That Are Fed By PRETENDERS...
And IGNORANT Mentors... !!!
  
My Mind Now INSISTS...
On REJECTING These Things... !!!
  
So Instead Now PERSISTS...
In Creating Scripts of Poetic Lyrics...  
That Seek THIS THING...
  
Where WISDOM Lives... ?!?
  
Because Now I Think...
That Where Wisdom Exists...
  
Is........
  
“Where My Wealth Is”...

no more raw

than the cloisters

of breath.

a two-way mirror

that enlists a wind

to one end.

Now I’m A...
DEEP Thinking Guy... !!!
When It Comes To Life...

So That’s CLEARLY WHY...
My Rhymes DON’T SHINE... !!!
In The Minds of The BLIND...
Who Are Part of Mankind... !!!

Who Run DEEP Like FINES...
That Are Now Applied...
For Just Being OUTSIDE...
In These Corona Times... !?!

I Have NO Wife Because Now I Find...
That The Types That I’ve Liked...

Are The NASTY Type... !!!
Who Are PRETTY But SLY...
And Like LIGHT Skin Types...
With DEEP Monetary Ties... !!!
Or... Drug Dealing Vibes... !!!

So Now I’m A WISE Guy... !!!

And Choose To Ride ALONE...
WITHOUT These **’s In Tow... !!!

Who Are DEEP With LIES...
And Spreading Their Thighs...
For These HUNGRY Guys... !!!

Who Are DEEP With DECEIT...
To Get To See Their *******... !!!

While ME...
I’m Now DEEP With REALITY... !!!

NOT Fallacies Or Fantasies...
That Now Keep Causing...
...... TRAGEDIES.... !!!

Calamities And INSANITIES...
That Are DESTROYING Humanity... !!!

It Just... SAD To See...
Things Now Get SO DEEP... !!!

That Young Black Teens...
Now DIE On Streets... !?!
Because of Gun Sprees...
And... VIOLENT Scenes... !?!

And That... HISTORICALLY...
When It Comes To SLAVERY...

There’s A History That...
Blacks CAN’T Bear To See... !!!
Or Indeed... BELIEVE... !!!

Because of...
African Dreams of UNITY...

As I Said I’m TOO DEEP... !!!
To Allow FOOLISH PRIDE...
To Keep The TRUTH Denied... !!!

Which Is CLEARLY WHY...
When It Comes To Black Minds...

MY STYLE And Use of Poetic Rhymes...
Is Just TOO DEEP...
For Those Who Read...

BIG VIRGE Poetry... !!!

Because It WON’T Concede...
To Following Black Sheep... !!!

When It Comes To...
Black ACCOUNTABILITY... !!!

Because My Brand of Free Speech...
Has A Style That’s... UNIQUE...

Just Like The Tunes...
By Guru And Preem'... !!!

So Is FAR From... Weak... !!!

But Folks TRUST Me...
Those Words Aren’t Speech...
That Are... EGO Driven... !!!

It’s Just That Things That I’ve Written...
Are Smitten With Visions...
That Lyrically GLISTEN...
Like A Moistened Kitten... !!!

Know What I Mean... !!!

You See... MY Poetry....
REALLY Does Go DEEP... !!!

Into Wordplay That TWISTS...
Because It... Enlists...
Thinking That's TECTONIC...
When My Mind Gets On It... !!!

Writing Scripts of Rhythmic Lyrics...
That Are... Fit For Music... !!!

And My Quotes Are SO DOPE...
They Go... DEEP Like Coc’...
Up An... ADDICTS Nose... !!!

So My Spoken Word Flows..
That Go DEEP Into Zones...
And ROCK Microphones...
Are Those I Expose...
In My Recorded Posts...
That Now Are Known...
... Across The Globe...
And That Is NO JOKE... !!!

So Now My Spoken Words ROAM...
..... Across Timezones......
FAR AWAY From My Home...
And My... Mobile Phone...

But Am Still NOT Well Known...
Like These... " Poetic Pros "... ?!?

But I’m Cool With That Though... !!!
Because I’m Getting OLD...
And Have CREAKING Bones... !!!
And DEEP Pockets In My Teeth...
That Now HINDER My Speech... !!!

But My Pen STILL KEEPS...
Producing Words Like THESE...
That Drop... REALITY...

In My Poetry Themed...
For People To See...
And ENJOY When They Read... !!!

Because Now I Have GLEANED...
That... Spoken Word Poetry...
of The... HIGHEST Quality... !!!

Whether Heard Or Observed...
When It’s Done PROPERLY... !!!

Is Something That TRULY...
When Written By... ME...
Expresses Thoughts FREELY...

So Can ONLY EVER Be... !!!

… Big Virge Verse...

That Is Just...

..... TOO DEEP..... !!!