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A SONG FOR OUR YOUTHS

Look, time is swiftly on a rail
Nation in disarray
Youths gone astray
Children like X-ray
Clothes of hope fray

Everyday sound of gunshots
Our sense accustomed to it
As time grow short
conflict didn't realize it
As youthful age get rot

Graduates in bountiful supply
Jobs hidden in their greedy ward
Kept for their unborn to ply
Jobs less than humans afterward
Guns and internet now bread misapply
Rotty bread pushed forward

Tomorrow is our turn for leadership marry
Indeed we need to worry
But no need for the hurry
Leave the rail and let's create a lorry
Else the nation be in a sorry

Β©Kporho Vwede Daniel
(General Ali Official)
'A song for our youths' by kporho Vwede Daniel is a poem that reminds youths about their sense of duty and wits towards our community
Quacks misapply mathematical strictures to conundrums esoterical,
as syndicated elixirs mask deficitical maladies that're problematical
My mother self-impregnated herself so that her children could be born into a world of desperate, father-free children. She didn't need a man to make her pregnant for some reason. The thought just occurred to me: "a little piano." I can play a little piano but not a big piano, because a big piano has more keys. Most arsonists moon-light as firemen. Alex Jones, just because C.N.N. is fake doesn't mean they're phony. As you know, WE MUST sacrifice our freedom to attain liberty. Die! Die dietitians in the chronology that I promote & prefer. Michael Moore is much thinner in person.
Β Β  My large teeth are missing and it's not because I'm clap ridden & T.B. afflicted, with these 2 illnesses coursing undetected or that I must pinpoint Argentina or Tina Louise's teeny-tiny toes. Let us misapply arithmetical structures till a riddle ephemeral grows.
Β Β  Being a woman, I'm an excellent candidate for a ****-job that's right for me. I'm more Oprah than Gayle, so 1 day, when my β€œhusband” came home from being a lesbian I decided to kiss β€œhim” on the lips. He, naturally, couldn't stand the blood-constricting **** strap so I gave him a million dollars from the winning lottery ticket that I stole from his uncle's neighbor. Don't stop kissing me because I'm a morbidly obese, alcoholical lesbian *****! I need mucho perverted marriage-equality understanding now! Let us recognize and protect L.P.G.A. rights.
Universe Poems Jun 2023
Sink in

Pause
Off load
Echoes of health that are warm not cold
Try it is a good plan that does not misapply
Relax
Yes the letters of literature are lux solis

Β© 2023 Carol Natasha Diviney
#poetry
My large teeth are missing and it's not because I'm clap ridden & T.B. afflicted, with these 2 illnesses coursing undetected or that I must pinpoint Argentina or Tina Louise's teeny-tiny toes. Let us misapply arithmetical structures till a riddle ephemeral grows.
⚑️ To PINPOINT ARGENTINA, let's misapply mathematical strictures (as human knowledge IS human math) to conundrums esoterical.

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