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Jayden Kennedy Nov 2012
on your first moment of being alive
you’ll wonder why god’s in the sky
and how the ***** of your soul
can’t grab hold of the air
to steer you to die
and on your last day you’ll attest
that the plane in your chest
can take the air from your crumpling house
and fly you to god’s bed in the clouds
the clouds will spray and dazzle
with lightning purely designed to unravel
all the twine lashed around your heart
that keeps it form flying out into the dark
of some columbonimbus forest
where the pine trees are black
and you’re only a tourist
through the trillions of droplets of static
don’t panic
you won’t become static
if your being is healthy and your course erratic
through the eclectic college of higher thought
and liar’s losses where
what you said you’d ever do
is who you are and it is you
flowing through your floating soul
far away from your crumpling home
and what you said you’d never do
is who you are and it is you
and it’s flowing through your dying blood
tainted brown with air and mud
and who you are is how you fly with
wings of soul and ***** of lung
piloted by how you die
with tar and drink and merrier things
than you’ve ever known in a crumpling home
because flight is happy and death is euphoric
and falling is a trap sprung by calling for nothing
but concern and disdain will slash at your face
like raindrops cushioning a pilotless plane
Musimwa Nov 2014
Bring our Girls Back!
(For Mr. President upon hearing that America will send its BOYS TO NIGERIA.) http://www.nbcnews.com/news/video/obama-says-u-s-will-help-nigerian-government-find-missing-n98596
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Mr. President, so have I heard;
You have allowed our boys
To board the first flight to Nigeria
And demand Boko Haram to have sense
And release the belles to us!
Great!

Your Excellency isn’t late, I guess.
Tell the boys will to entertain the abductors with smoking sticks.
Like what they did in Iraq, remember.
They danced sense till a bearded man came under earth.
Advise the boy to use fishing rods.
Even Osama Bin Laden was no fishy fish to hide.
The pilotless planes, your Excellency are the best.
I heard Afghanistan had songs composed for them.

If the worst comes to the west, Mr President;
Encouraged the boys to gas them in their holes.
Aaah, Syria told me this, sir.

Bring our Girls Back!

7 May 2014
petra Aug 2018
my stomach is the abyss of the deep ocean
and my heart is a pilotless submarine
i wrote a whole big poem and i cut everything out except for these two lines oh well
jeffrey robin Jul 2014
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Huddled in the corner of the school room

While the killer stalks the hall

THEY GOT YA JUST WHERE THEY WANT YA

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Begging for food is illegal

( & no food stamps no more! )

DON'T WORRY ! HERE COMES A RICH MAN AND HE IS A CHRISTIAN !

( they got ya ---- of course )

/:/

Big momma Hillary comin your way

Ridin in a pilotless drone airplane !

YA HOO !

Doctoring you with strange love

Laced with biological plague

THEY GOT YOU RIGHT WHERE THEY WANT YOU

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After reading the gutless poetry

Only thing a man might say --- is

******* and **** are bout the same
Now that love is gone

//

Simple drift

Who are we !

Only you are here

Only you the only power

Create yourself and the world right now

Right now

Right now

//

To be sick is sickening

You choose everything right now
Paul Glottaman Apr 2021
We live and have built uncounted cultures
on a spinning, pilotless spaceship
made of molten metal
covered in dirt and atmosphere
that is moving at 1.3 million miles-an-hour
and riding the wave of an explosion
older than the universe.
There is no fiction weirder
than every single second
spent alive in this universe
and we only get to be travelers
on this ship
for such a finite
amount of time.
Thank you,
fellow travelers,
for being here with me.
Drone
a male honeybee
it's a pilotless aircraft
a type of robot, drone

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