Wheer 'asta bean saw long and mea liggin' 'ere aloan?
Noorse? thoort nowt o' a noorse: whoy, Doctor's abean an' agoan;
Says that I moant 'a naw moor aale; but I beant a fool;
*** ma my aale, fur I beant a-gawin' to break my rule.

Doctors, they knaws nowt, fur a says what 's nawways true;
Naw soort o' koind o' use to saay the things that a do.
I 've 'ed my point o' aale ivry noight sin' I bean 'ere.
An' I 've 'ed my quart ivry market-noight for foorty year.

Parson 's a bean loikewoise, an' a sittin' ere o' my bed.
"The amoighty 's a taakin o' you to 'isen, my friend," a said,
An' a towd ma my sins, an' s toithe were due, an' I gied it in hond;
I done moy duty boy 'um, as I 'a done boy the lond.

Larn'd a ma' bea. I reckons I 'annot sa mooch to larn.
But a cast oop, thot a did, 'bout Bessy Marris's barne.
Thaw a knaws I hallus voated wi' Squoire an' choorch an' staate,
An' i' the woost o' toimes I wur niver agin the raate.

An' I hallus coom'd to 's choorch afoor moy Sally wur dead,
An' 'eard 'um a bummin' awaay loike a buzzard-clock ower me 'ead,
An' I niver knaw'd whot a mean'd but a thowt a 'ad summut to saay.
An' I thowt a said what a owt to 'a said, an' I coom'd awaay.

Bessy Marris's barne! tha knaws she laaid it to mea.
'Siver, I kep 'um, I kep 'um, my lass, tha mun understond;
I done moy duty boy 'um, as I 'a done boy the lond.

But Parson a cooms an' a goas, an' a says it easy an' freea:
"The amoighty 's taakin o' you to 'issen, my friend," says 'ea.
I weant saay men be loiars, thaw summun said it in 'aaste;
But 'e reads wonn sarmin a weeak, an' I 'a stubb'd Thurnaby waaste.

D' ya moind the waaste, my lass? naw, naw, tha was not born then;
Theer wur a boggle in it, I often 'eard 'um mysen;
Moast loike a butter-bump, fur I 'eard 'um about an' about,
But I stubb'd 'um oop wi' the lot, an' raaved an' rembled 'um out.

Keaper's it wur; fo' they fun 'um theer a-laaid of is' faace
Down i' the woild 'enemies afoor I coom'd to the plaace.
Noaks or Thimbleby--toaner 'ed shot 'um as dead as a naail.
Noaks wur 'ang'd for it opp at 'soize--but *** ma my aale.
Dubbut loook at the waaaste; theer warn't not feead for a cow;
Nowt at all but bracken an' fuzz, an' loook at it now--
Warn't worth nowt a haacre, an' now theer 's lots o' feead,
Fourscoor yows upon it, an' some on it down i' seead.

Nobbut a bit on it 's left, an' I mean'd to 'a stubb'd it at fall,
Done it ta-year I mean'd, an' runn'd plow thruff it an' all,
If godamoighty an' parson 'ud nobbut let ma aloan,--
Mea, wi haate hoonderd haacre o' Squoire's, an' lond o' my oan.

Do godamoighty knaw what a's doing a-taakin' o' mea?
I beant wonn as saws 'ere a bean an yonder a pea;
An' Squoire 'ull be sa mad an' all--a' dear, a' dear!
And I 'a managed for Squoire coom Michaelmas thutty year.

A mowt 'a taaen owd Joanes, as 'ant not a 'aapoth o' sense,
Or a mowt a' taaen young Robins--a niver mended a fence:
But godamoighty a moost taake mea an' taake ma now,
Wi' aaf the cows to cauve an' Thurnaby hoalms to plow!

Loook 'ow quoloty smoiles when they seeas ma a passin' boy,
Says to thessen, naw doubt, "What a man a bea sewer-loy!"
Fur they knaws what I bean to Squoire sin' fust a coom'd to the 'All;
I done moy duty by Squoire an' I done moy duty boy hall.

Squoire 's i' Lunnon, an' summun I reckons 'ull 'a to wroite,
For whoa 's to howd the lond ater mea that muddles ma quoit;
Sartin-sewer I bea, thot a weant niver give it to Joanes,
Naw, nor a moant to Robins--a niver rembles the stoans.

But summun 'ull come ater mea mayhap wi' 'is kittle o' steam
Huzzin' an' maazin' the blessed fealds wi' the Divil's oan team.
Sin' I mun doy I mun doy, thaw loife they says is sweet,
But sin' I mun doy I mun doy, for I couldn abear to see it.

What atta stannin' theer fur, an' doesn bring me the aale?
Doctor 's a 'toattler, lass, an a's hallus i' the owd taale;
I weant break rules fur Doctor, a knaws naw moor nor a floy;
*** ma my aale, I tell tha, an' if I mun doy I mun doy.

Dosn't thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaay?
Proputty, proputty, proputty--that's what I 'ears 'em saay.
Proputty, proputty, proputty--Sam, thou's an *** for thy paains:
Theer's moor sense i' one o' 'is legs, nor in all thy braains.

Woa--theer's a craw to pluck wi' tha, Sam; yon 's parson's 'ouse--
Dosn't thou knaw that a man mun be eather a man or a mouse?
Time to think on it then; for thou'll be twenty to weeak.
Proputty, proputty--woa then, woa--let ma 'ear mysen speak.

Me an' thy ******, Sammy, 'as been a'talkin' o' thee;
Thou's bean talkin' to ******, an' she bean a tellin' it me.
Thou'll not marry for munny--thou's sweet upo' parson's lass--
Noa--thou 'll marry for luvv--an' we boath of us thinks tha an ***.

Seea'd her todaay goa by--Saaint's-daay--they was ringing the bells.
She's a beauty, thou thinks--an' soa is scoors o' gells,
Them as 'as munny an' all--wot's a beauty?--the flower as blaws.
But proputty, proputty sticks, an' proputty, proputty graws.

Do'ant be stunt; taake time. I knaws what maakes tha sa mad.
Warn't I craazed fur the lasses mysen when I wur a lad?
But I knaw'd a Quaaker feller as often 'as towd ma this:
"Doant thou marry for munny, but goa wheer munny is!"

An' I went wheer munny war; an' thy ****** coom to 'and,
Wi' lots o' munny laaid by, an' a nicetish bit o' land.
Maaybe she warn't a beauty--I niver giv it a thowt--
But warn't she as good to cuddle an' kiss as a lass as 'ant nowt?

Parson's lass 'ant nowt, an' she weant 'a nowt when 'e 's dead,
Mun be a guvness, lad, or summut, and addle her bread.
Why? for 'e 's nobbut a curate, an' weant niver get hissen clear,
An' 'e maade the bed as 'e ligs on afoor 'e coom'd to the shere.

An' thin 'e coom'd to the parish wi' lots o' Varsity debt,
Stook to his taail thy did, an' 'e 'ant got shut on 'em yet.
An' 'e ligs on 'is back i' the grip, wi' noan to lend 'im a shuvv,
Woorse nor a far-welter'd yowe: fur, Sammy, 'e married for luvv.

Luvv? what's luvv? thou can luvv thy lass an' 'er munny too,
Maakin' 'em goa togither, as they've good right to do.
Couldn I luvv thy ****** by cause 'o 'er munny laaid by?
Naay--fur I luvv'd 'er a vast sight moor fur it: reason why.

Ay, an' thy ****** says thou wants to marry the lass,
Cooms of a gentleman burn: an' we boath on us thinks tha an ***.
Woa then, proputty, wiltha?--an *** as near as mays nowt--
Woa then, wiltha? dangtha!--the bees is as fell as owt.

Break me a bit o' the esh for his 'ead, lad, out o' the fence!
Gentleman burn! what's gentleman burn? is it shillins an' pence?
Proputty, proputty's ivrything 'ere, an', Sammy, I'm blest
If it isn't the saame oop yonder, fur them as 'as it 's the best.

Tis'n them as 'as munny as breaks into 'ouses an' steals,
Them as 'as coats to their backs an' taakes their regular meals,
Noa, but it 's them as niver knaws wheer a meal's to be 'ad.
Taake my word for it Sammy, the poor in a loomp is bad.

Them or thir feythers, tha sees, mun 'a bean a laazy lot,
Fur work mun 'a gone to the gittin' whiniver munny was got.
Feyther 'ad ammost nowt; leastways 'is munny was 'id.
But 'e tued an' moil'd issen dead, an' 'e died a good un, 'e did.

Loook thou theer wheer Wrigglesby beck cooms out by the 'ill!
Feyther run oop to the farm, an' I runs oop to the mill;
An' I 'll run oop to the brig, an' that thou 'll live to see;
And if thou marries a good un I 'll leave the land to thee.

Thim's my noations, Sammy, wheerby I means to stick;
But if thou marries a bad un, I 'll leave the land to ****.--
Coom oop, proputty, proputty--that's what I 'ears 'im saay--
Proputty, proputty, proputty--canter an' canter awaay.

Look behind you at what you have already accomplished.
Look up aand believe that the sky will clear.
Look down to make sure you are on the right path.
Look ahead and claim victory over every obstacle!

When we walk
We shouldn't look back
The past will hurt us..

Oh God how this sweater hangs on me
Its my mothers
Just like my lips

And these bruises on my eyes?
They sting from the hours
looking at your face

My hands still shake
every hour
second
of the day

theyre cold
frozen
stuck in this hesitant state of urges to do but lack of execution

like i lack the execution to kiss you
when you lean in to whisper
whatever it is you say

I cant even eat
because my mind is too
wrapped on everything else

like how i need to write in my book
or loook at colleges
or join a club

but i just sit there
just sit there overwhelmed
hard to breathe

i still havent even looked at my report card
i made A's & B's
i know because i can go to the pizza party

but i cant eat pizza
because im thinking of everything
every god ****** trivial thing

and im so stressed
so overwhelmed
and that trip to Germany

I want to go so bad
but we cant afford the $3000 dollars i need.
$3000 dollars that could go towards college

******* college
i want to go but no here
not locallly in Tennessee

i want to leave Tennessee
I want to be anywhere else
nothing happens here

not in **** **** no where
Columbia Tennessee
Forget us town USA

loook heaaaaar asonna di vortikai la nuncta

Prayer, I have imagined is learned in practice,
alone, in a sense,
institutionally twisted
into missionary positions, mentally assented to,
as proper - to allow novices
the easily entreated task of
messenger that once belonged to angels,
back in Jacob's rock pillow dream days,
children were not seen going up and down
some other worldly escalator of answers
answered sooner than time
allows
too fast to breathe -
we've selah,
for moments of too
much old truth to process…
- trust the data, run the numbers … use pi
- go full circle
and the king called for his prognosticators
and magicians
all wise in the ways of infinity, a pre-post-usurious
required-mental state involved in de-evolving
suspended use of knowing -from the fruit,
the writing on the wall any fool can read…
------- 2021 admin, fine tuned prayer
-------- revisited, as in a day of visitation
{weren't we just saying that mankind of the
surviving only kind, the kind the prophets
spoke of, those who endure, to the end,
the champions, my friend…
}
we freely eat
the fallen fruit,
not low hanging,
fallen, to the ground ala Newton's apple,
because
gravity was a good idea.

- but not the first one. I the state of ego-being,
- in a word, was. In this realm you share,
- unwittingly, admitted ly, you stumbled into my
- private prayer time, I confess…
- {nosigint} real time is meaningless here…

a bubble, not a bang, burp not the other,
spirit that walks on wind and oceans of opinions,
mere whatifery left to heirs joint with Jesus,
the god who said, as a man,
I am the way - as mentioned in China sometime back,
I am the truth - as Platonic as Socrates, pointed as Euclid,
I am the life - look around, take a free breath of fresh heirloom
oxygen and nitrogen and pollen and leaven and dust
star stuff, if Sagan had that part right ---
we share a bubble of breathable air,
how is that not fair?...
the idea in which we live
and breathe and have our habits solidified,
with a glance
at sort  of attention magnet, mygawd-I can't
loook away,
--- there is a spirit of random usity making fools
find time to listen
-- did you just repeat the lie? look away, dixieland…

dixie, is that some shortening bread, fry-bread
word that once meant something other than
slaves and they who own them and them
that was never owned again, yeah,
it was not a place to rear free
thinkers who could read, dixieland back when
great gramp mack he read, go west
where a boy with a gun could feed a family,
So,
that we,
they went t' Texas, which was dixiecratic,
more and more, as Comanche land went up for sale,
while we waited for rain,
'til the rabbits and rattlers were memories
of better days.

In those days, we sang, but mostly for the kids.
Yes, yes, we shall
gather
at the river that flows by the throne of o' god

-- then a rushing mighty wind blew the land
into the sky and carried it away.

Leaving us, as but dust of what once we imagined
we was, free.
Owed no man, but t' love 'im, knew that true that
makes its knowers free, like
right from the tree,
y'know.

Did you think this another game, this is still
your only chance at today.
Your move…

so that we,
they keptamovin' all the way to
Nuva'tukya'ovi
high ground, well watered, good for bees.

All that, eventually led to me, and you reading
straight from the tree life flows through, in the
knowing the difference true holds
age of earth,
the exercise in godliness.
Where waiting is patience in practical terms.
It's in the book. Do the exercise. Angel says read,
you read everything, till he says quit.
It's a genuine joy juice release valve, when we say, amen.

Loook, lets get down to brash bralws
Somebody call Saul
Who's the ventriloquist controlling the porcelain doll
Isn't it supposed to be the peoplz?
Allz I can hear is feel good poetry aimed to please the vastest majority
**** trigger who do you think you're talking to ?
Have you taking stalk of what you do?
I might look all white
But on the outside im red
and on the inside im blue
Inundated and confused from an uneducated yet poignant
point  of view
I'm color blind so I can see
There ain't no pedigree without fleas
quadraphonic stereo type
Save you energy for whats important
You cant lable me
One !
is what we should be!
but
we
Are all caught up
Like lambs to the slaughter
Arent we?
I mean really people
I'm no rocket surgeon
so go on double check me Giggle it through
Your search engine.
Whats this I see ?
"We the people"
FRIENDS ,FAMILY ,COUNTRYMEN!
         LISTEN
       Social distancing
Is the beginning
Of the end
Of we
Cause we
Now we look at each other Indifferently
As if
Every one except me
Is a threat
All we see is people are different
Well isn't that what we've taught ?
And learned not to be a follower
Isn't it a shame
We all want to be a little
Different
And yet we cant see
That makes us all the same
Fucken-A
The most obvious
Tactical move ever played
I hear this phrase
At least once a day
"Divide and Conquer"
Cupid better grow
Some bawlz
Make us all
Fall
In love
With each other !
And do it with a quickness
Break down these fences
Unite fight as
PATRIOTS
!!!!!
This is our country
Trust me
Sadly,
If we
Dont
Soon it wont be
All the oceans of blood
And the pain caused
To drain it came from
Hero's and ******'s
Who gave thier lives
For you and me
So you wanna sit by
Do nothing say sorry
Y'all it was all in vain
Id rather take the Mark
Do what they want
Me to do
I like the thought
of bein
Bought and sold
As  a commodity
........
M
Naw.        
Not me  
Fool
You gots **** twisted
tired òf all these stupid walls i always crash into
First off if you wanna plead youre cause to sway me
Sorry that aint what this is baby,unless were ultra identical
And you too have
old and sole
whos ethical and moral codes are way more than uncomfortable in this overfull deplorable melting *** of volitale over egotistcal feel good liberals
That feel its a neccecity to subjigate me with prpaganda paste their ideology to my face force me on to what ever floats thier boat change my name to linda lovelace and shove as much as they can down my throat like a handfull of rusty jacks
Double down with a ****** ,roofie,and a zantax
Is it an unamusing anecdote or  poisonous antidote
 Lets make this clear there real adenda is chaseing ,swaying jerrymandering ,understanding ,over analising padding ,creating ,catering ,and solicitating and ultimately controlling the vote
Ayite ?
Hope you brought a lunch that wont offend me ,,,..............cause if you don't it might
Wait  let me pre apologize  
Please look into my eyes
I see a splinter
Do you see a mote?
Im just clearing my throat ,this aint a debate have a seat while i take off my coat.

Tonight I had to make two coffins
Okie so listen to this ...
Mathew left ... The Virgo ...yea but he blames me for all the problems we made.
And Nathan came back ... The Capricorn .... Yea I know and he only wanna be firends.
But Mr. Cap called Mr. Virgo and Mr. Cancer is in the middle looking on the outside like...
How do they both not like me ?
Then I thought and I was being honest dude like ... Yeah I did do that yeah I did make those mistakes but I stayed loyal to both ... Wait huh ? Ohhh.. yeah I get you hold on im  getting ahead of  my self .

I was with mr.virgo I been knowing him since he was 16 but we went out when he was 20 because he called me saying am I okay? And I was like why is he calling and yada yada yada now this is where Mr. Cap comes in.
I was with him *** Virgo never told me we were together until I lived with him ..... Yea! Right .... Oki Oki but here is the kicker.
Me and Virgo haven't been together for 3 months cause we fought alot.... But out of no where we are done . But he text me saying **** u and **** him I'm like WHOOOOO???
AND GUESS WHO IT IS ?
**** ASSS MR.CAPRICORN
SOOOO I text Virgo like I'm not him idk why he tryin to find me... Noooooooo that made him more mad at me and anything that we had was now shattered beyond prepare
And Im not going to lie I loved Mr Capricorn *** he kept coming back in the relationship being a gnetlemen but it was toxic .... FAST FORWARD TO FINISH THIS.
NOW
both are mad at me Virgo said I don't care what u say u want him and u ****** me over. But my poem brothers & sisters Im telling I loved him with the last of everything i told cap to move back I'm in something.

Now that I'm out cap wants to be firends but wait wait wait ....you were just trying to get back together and now that I'm like okay what are we doing he hugs me u comes a hour away for me and now he says I just wnana be firends !!?¿?????? *** IS HAPPENING TO MY LIFE .
Soooo I had to block both and truth be told I want mr Virgo back but i don't break him more and wen I loook at the Capricorn I want him to just pick a side if u gunna love me love me only but ....now .... U think I'm over them I'm just now gstting over it yet who got tears in there eyes ? Not me I just wish I was a better lover .... You know ....I .... Need help someoem to talk me .... Someone... Idk who to talk to but why did I have to block them like ....

That warm feeling I get when you touch me.
I feel protected.
My heart is in a better place.
My dreams loook bigger now, cos you're in it!
Dreams do come true.
It's not gonna be easy but if my words and my love calms you down then we'll settle issues with ice cream on our bodies. I'll hold you tight, treat you right, I'll love you till there's no more me.

your shadow wasn't seen only
loook in the deeps
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