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Robin Carretti Jul 2018
That someone
Transcendental
But the scene got dangerous
Lady confidential
The Candle in
the wind of diamonds

Went International
A kiss all over
Continental

{A Scene}she play like
a *** phone
The Xylophone,
not a girl's best friend
Used as a weapon

The scenes crying your eyes
out being alone
Taught her many lessons

And those I phones will become old
The new science of acting is bold
Like the I-spy  you've been
Sherlocked
Pretty smile closed locked
Your earrings what big loop
He's draping the sheerness
The fairest of them all
escaping they need the
The darkness hitting those
stage lights
With your lover
Your body so lovely but
The scene changed to the

{Arsenic and lace}

never will he cover
Death becomes her

What happened to
your love scene
So-called part of your face
His words can devour
her footprints
The scene next required
dinner mints
Like tracking

The trance what a long trip
My taste bud acidy
Flying with lucidity
Meeting My Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

The scene was set up with one crack
To be naked no lines left out train track

The Prince looked away
Never to kiss her

But its I
In the scene, someone will bless her

The whole shebang act
Not some kind of
Seed planted
Whole wheat clean as a whistle
bagel
With your cute beagles
Watching your whole set
Like twins or double bet
What a set she has
Detective scenes of
Chocolate Bavarian cream
Vanilla sky the scene you had
was only perfect for
your dream
Doughnuts all cream
She slipped out of her
French crazy horse
burlesque
scene

The Nutcracker ballet
What meaning yearning
But waiting so long my steps
Got lost in his fire
The desire was higher than
Those outtakes and scenes
To do over again
Primetime someone
Will do the scene again
They skipped over
too many lines
Became the dark silhouette
The scene can be changeable
Channeling into someone
remarkable

We are not built up
to take instructions
We are the someone's
Walking the thin line
Or the thin man
Slim man scene
The restriction chair
Like the guillotine
was the fad
Getting scared and angry
Someone showed up mad
Was pitch black dark of the light
Flickers

Should a scene have teasing
No silly quite the drama so
theatrical they hired someone
Was she anyone well known
Like no artist over the website
He was teasing her hair I mean
That wet diving suit was
like the Rite
She got the look shopping
at Shoprite
"Like Loreal" but more surreal
What April fools commercial
Loosening his tie so political
Their discussion all
exceptions to the rule
Bullfight what kick
in the pants mule


She was born Nutty Professor of snickers*


The true believers and achievers
The passion within us
The colors come to ******
Like a scene
We know how to act when
we aren't acting
Like the punctuations
P...I...E...C...E...S
Those nooks and cranny
bits of pieces

Look at her nieces
they look guilty
When we are doing a scene
It's not necessarily about
being wealthy
Everything is
tangible you're on your own
Even if you're not well known
Like a movie extra
Extra read all about it
I am capable of acting anyway I can
Like my words are written
They can shine a stage to glisten
Let's take one scene but we need more you know what you're
getting into you have been reading all the scores. This is not a sweet thing smores what so you want if you were hired to be in a scene check this out I left a Actors seat
Got that green reverberatin'.
When to stop?
She comptinplatin' cause the train done left the station.
It's a indecation her imagination on incline.
It's the primetime in mankind she on a zipline.
The picture done popped out the frame.
She on a train called insane, that cant be tamed.
But she is still on her game.
She fly high with them aviators.
Cruising space with Darth Vader.
That green **** she saver
kieran conway Mar 2013
Thugs with Pens & Aerosol Cans

Thugs with Pens
Hell-bent; not on cultism
Just airing the other sentiments
That don’t make it to primetime

Thugs with pens
Not poking out eyes
Just venting spleen
Sick of the lies

Thugs with pens
Deserve to be heard
They don’t poison your brain
With stacks of *****

Thugs with pens
And aerosol cans
Can change your mind
In ******* time

Thugs with pens
Can make a dent
They don’t need to insert
Un-readable, un-interesting
Covert small print....

Thugs with pens
Don’t need no script writers
Or advisors nor signatories
Witnesses, nor dodgy men
With gold plated fountain pen nibs
To make amends
Or throw in no hidden clauses
That secretly **** your life blood

Thugs with pens
Don’t aim to pierce your skin
But make their mark
Deeper within

Thugs with pens
And aerosol cans
Completely uncensored
champions of free speech
The establishment want suppressed,
silenced, deleted; terminated.

Thugs with pens
And aerosol cans don’t
Schedule meetings
To fix the minutes
And schedule another meeting
And keep ‘minutes’
As square angled
And unproductive
As formal conversation

Thugs with pens
Aim venomous ink
At headless politicians
That squawks like chickens
Bending over
For the *******
Bank-beefing corporations,
Controlling the masses
With ***** little catchphrases
And mounds of munitions
And illegally enforced restrictions
On your movement and free expression


Honest men
Have nothing to fear
From Thugs with Pens & Aerosol Cans
These “thugs” seek asylum
From countries
Where the law’s
Not bought and bent
Thugs with pens & aerosol cans
Are made to wear monikers and masks

Thugs with pens
Don’t turn on its own
Neighbours and citizens
To perpetuate myths:
A ****** ******* lie…
A thing that never happened!
(That’s for all of you dumb wits
out there
Who believe most of the ****
That’s drip fed
Your sensation addicted minds
Most of the time,)
Time you started reading between the lines

In fact get a pen
Or an aerosol can
Write your own lines
Start broadcasting
Reclaim your space
Before you’re completely neoned
Into the shade
And corralled under the spell
Of a TV screen
Or an anger raising headline
That conducts the flow
Of the status quo

Load up your magazines
With ball point pens
And sharp edged writing nibs,
******* a belt of aerosol cans
Reclaim your right to free expression
In public spaces
Join the rag-tag army
Of intuitive
Self-knowing men

The End: is well begun,
George Orwell
Should never have written
That blueprint,
‘1984’
the disease of despair
gambling
suicide
hate
sadism

symptoms, not causes
of the brown blood
drained from swines'
pockets

gather up your coat
and your hat
for the primetime
event
inspired by Émile Durkheim

for peace in solidarity

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojleMU9rZ4k
Big Virge Sep 2016
"Order, Order !
We will have ORDER !!!
Order in the court !
or, the doors to this court
will be closed to cohorts !"

" Order "... is the call
within... our courts of law

Well here's...
Big Virges'... view...
of how these laws
will... Surely... be used...
and what... these laws...
will finally... Do... !!!

You see...

" Order's "...
being... " Summoned "...
in the... " Lords "...
and in... " The Commons "...

and... " The Cure "... to...
Current Problems ...
is seen as ... " Martial Law "... !!!

Police will now ... ENFORCE ...
without ... " Probable "... cause ... !!!

" Stops "... and ...
" Searches "...

upPED on ... Corners ...

What's their purpose ... ?
... " Public Order "...

But .....
Cameras on streets ... ?

CCTV ...... !?!

Isn't that meant to ...
" Keep The Peace "... ?!?

" OKAY, they're there
to make movies !
So, what's the deal ?
Can you paint the scene ? "

"Sir, move along please
your act's been seen,
our decision, you'll receive,
once you've been screened,
at the end of the week,
with your, Charge Sheet !
When it comes, answer truthfully,
because any deceit, may well
result in penalties, with no release,
especially if, we have to cheat
by using, yes, our editing team !"

You see ...
That's the ... " Trick "... !!!

So ... take these words ... " IN "...
and ... Read them ... CLOSELY ...
cos' these words ... Run DEEP ... !!!

Our lives ... BELIEVE ME ... !!!
are now on ... " Floppys' " ...
... Micro-Chips ...

and Drives named ... (C:)

So ...
What is humanity's ... destiny ... ???

Technology ....
Patrolling ... our streets ...

Armies ... of police ... !!!

Freedoms. .................................................... obsolete .... !!!!
for those ... wanting ... Peace ...

Sounds like a movie ...
I've seen of ... Armies' ... ???

" OH NO ... it's T3 !!! "

" ORDER is "... The Key ...

Restriction of ... Rights ...
to simply be ... FREE ... ?!?

NOT TO TAKE ...
Violence ... from our streets ... !!!!!

I'm YES ... A Supporter
of ... " Public Order "...

Let partying tribes ...
INDULGE in ... " Good Vibes "...

But .....
What kind of party ... ?
sees people ... Pull Knives ... !?!
or call for ... " Gunfights "... ?!?!?!?

But let's ...
NOT TELL ... " Lies "... !!!

Crime is ... on the rISE ... !!!

Crimes of ... ALL TYPES ... !!!
from ... Corporate Crimes ...
to young ... " Homicides "... !!!!

But .....
Ask yourself ... " WHY "... ?

Is it because ... ?
The young are now ..................................... Lost ....... ?!?

or ....
Could it be ... THIS ... ???

Highlighting ... Young Fights ...
as if .... EVERY NIGHT ...
Another kid ... DIES ... !!!

May simply ... "FIT IN"...
with Agendas ... Contrived ...
to simply ... Keep Minds ...
AFRAID ... and ... " DENIED "...
of living ... their lives ...
just like the ... " Rich Guys "...

" Directors "... who Earn ... ?
from ... " Fraudulent "... work ...

How many of them ?
will face ... " Stop and Search "... ?!?

Those in ... Governments ...
and ... " Corporate "... Hybrids ...
whose parties are ... "PRIVATE"... !!!!

with much ... " Nicer Climates "...

ENJOYING ... themselves... !!!
because of ... " Their Wealth "...
with women who ... " Sell "...
Their bodies like ... " SHELL "... !!!!
have done with ... " Oil Wells "... !!!!!

" Take Time ".....................................
Think it ... through..................................

But ....
Here's some more clues ....
as to why ... I Now Choose ...
to ... " Today "... take this view ...

Youth have died ... " Early "...
For YEARS ... on streets ...

But back then ... WEREN'T Worthy... ?!?
of ... PRIMETIME TV ...

But Now ... THEY ARE ... !?!

Terrorists .... are at Large ... !!!
is now the ... BENCHMARK ...

That's what's being ... " Used "...
to fill .... TV News ....

and ... " Sadly "... ABUSE ...
our LOST ..... WaYwArd ... youth ... !!!

Will .... " Eton "...
and ... " Harrow "...
REALLY SEE ... " Stop and Search "... ?!?!?

It seems ...
kind of ... " shallow :"...
to think ... They'll ... " Concur "...

Do ... " The Rich ...
have a ... THIRST ... ?
to walk with ... What HURTS ... !?!

Guns and Knives .....
amongst the ... " Rich Types "... ???

Why would they ... do that ... !?!
in ... " Daddy's New Pad "... !!!!!!

I guess what i'm saying ...
is ... " Stop and Search "... BLATANT ... !!!!!

is MOSTLY ... for blacks ... !!!!!!

"Well, blacks do the killing !
Which is shown now, to millions !
Everyday, all over the place !
So, answer that Virge !"

is what ...
" They "... will say ... !!!

Those who feed ... LIES ...
into minds and ... " Numb Brains "...

Those who ... DON'T THINK ...
BEYOND Links ... in the ... " Chain ".... !!!

The ... " New Order "... Preys ...
on ... Ignorant Strays ... !!!...

NOT those ... on streets ... !!!
but those who ... Compete ...
for a piece of ... " Their Cake "...

that has a ... FOUL TASTE ... !!!!!!

"ORDER ORDER !!!
We will have ORDER !!!"

" Must have ORDER ?
Man, just hold your corner ! "

Who exactly are ... " They "... ???
to treat people like ... " Game "... !?!

What makes you think ... ?
that they can train ...
the brain of a ... " Pig "...
to actually ... THINK...
and NOT behave ...
like some ... " Supremacist "... !!!
who's just ... Too **** ... QUICK ...
to suspect a kid ...
because of his ... Colour ... !!! ? !!!

" RACIST Mother F..... !!!!! "

"Order ... ORDER ...
You're out of order !!!"

" OUT OF Order ?!?
Are you a Coc' Snorter ?
I'm not a Big Baller,
or Gangsta' shot caller !
I'm just a straight talker
who's CRISP, just like Walkers',
when airing my views, about
Real Issues, that clearly confuse
and are used to abuse, our right to,
yes, choose, when and with whom,
we choose to make moves !

How would you like ?
to have THAT, done to you ?

My name AIN'T, Jack Horner !
Why should I be cornered ?
Searched and questioned
in the name of nonsense ! "

It's all a pretence,
to turn people against,
those they ... Don't Hate ... !!!

but ... each day ...
have to face,

from ... Council Estates ...
within the ... UK ...
to Projects ... They Blame ...
in the ... United States ...

These issues relate ...
and yes ... Correlate ... !!!

So .....
DON'T MAKE ... Mistakes ... !!!
and ... Mis-Read ... " The Game "...

What's happening ... There ...
is coming ... BEWARE ... !!! ...

Just think of it ... " This Way "...
George ... and ... Tony Blair ...........

They told you ... A WAR ...
was coming ... For SURE ... !!!!!

So ...
What'd you think ... NOW ... ?!?

Has ... THE WAR ...
Reached ... " Your Door "... ?!?

Or ...
Do you feel ... " Clowned "... ?

Or ...
Are you ... like me ... ?

A ... " Public "... ENEMY ... !!!

Who'll face men in ... " Gowns "...
because ... when I speak ...
I do so ... FREELY ... !!!! ...

and ... NO ...
WILL NOT ... Stand down ... !!!

" Order "...
is the call ...
as I said ... Before ... !!!

But ....
What is it ... for ... ???

for the ... " Weak "...
and the ... " Poor "...

NOT TO ... Fight anymore ... ?!?

or simply for ... " Borders "...
to keep them from ... " Hoarders "...
and ... " Midnight Marauders "... !!!!!!!

and TRUE LIFE ... Reporters ...
whose views they want ... "cornered"... !?!

because of ...
Their call ... to ... ENFORCE ...

.... " Public Order ".....

Listen Here :

https://soundcloud.com/user-16569179/public-order
My vision from some 8 years ago, of where we were headed, and sadly, much that I thought, has and sadly, continues to come to pass ..... These words are not those suitable for weak hearts, or those who like to play the well .... Y'all
know.

Listen Here : https://soundcloud.com/user-16569179/public-order
TheTeacher Oct 2012
Dear Mr. President

This is a letter from me to you.  There are many who are displeased with you....but I'm actually quite proud of you.

  You helped the automotive industry get back on track......even though you had the naysayers upon your back.

I feel many people put too much of the blame on you.....especially when there are other's involved.  You can't achieve success alone....you need a team. Just like Dr.King.... I know you also have a dream.

I recall your visit to my state and eventually my city.  You blessed my neighborhood with your presence.  I saw people of different ethnicities standing as one.  Everyone was smiling even the sun.

You bellowed words of inspiration into the mike.  My family was gathered on the sidewalk and for once everything seemed to be alright.

I like how you are just a regular guy and love to play ball.  I admire the fact that you get to play with the superstars who will eventually enter the Hall of Fame.

  Your name has been etched in history .....I'm honored because I never thought I would see this in my lifetime.  An African American giving The State of the Union Address in primetime and granting interviews on Nightline.

I love the example of marriage and fatherhood that is on display.  It is often stated that  "we" don't commit and are dead beat dads.....from what I've witnessed you aren't doing bad.  Thank you for the positive image you have provided me.....it's a form of motivation for me.

I saw a picture where you had your feet on the desk and you were on the phone....but I knew that you were a hard worker from the hole in the bottom of your shoe.  You were about the people and walked where we lived..... not in Hollywood or Rodeo Drive with your finger in the air doing your redition of  ' Staying Alive."

Mr. President...the thing that really gets me upset....is the blatant form of disrespect.  They continue to call you by your last name....You earned the title of President yet they deliberately leave it out.  I often hear Mr. Obama or Barack.....how is this cool when you are obviously on the clock.


They showed respect to President Clinton and George Bush.....both of them even though he tried to steal a whole state....but no one will discuss that issue.....I guess I'm a few years too late.  

You are highly educated and intelligent more than the media would like to say.  I'll make sure to add you to my list of leaders when I pray.

Thank you President Obama for the example you have been.  I believe that you deserve the opportunity to do it again.

Sincerely.......a struggling poet.
In God I Trust.  Lord cover our leaders please. Running the United States is a hard job.....everyone that had held office has gray hair or they are balding.....LOL
tabitha Dec 2017
i have always found myself
in the middle
actually born
in the middle of the day,
                                       month,
                                       year,
                                       decade
                                      (6.12.94)
very well-versed in
what it's like to be
simultaneously rich
and incredibly poor
living in other states
sleeping on the floor
sure

i walk a generational fine line
this gemini primetime,
of insoluble crises
the holy oil floats to the top
we learn
that feigned warmth cannot dissolve
the calcified ego of a leader or their god
you proclaim the name of jesus
but still cry out for someone to lead us
from gray
          gay
          awareness
          today

it's taken time and distance for this to be easy to say.

this is for the ones
who have always found
themselves in the middle,

america, honey, will you meet us there?
Jodie LindaMae Dec 2014
Every minute
Of every day
I trudge on to make it to this moment:
His heartbeat in my ear,
My hand on his rounded hip,
Love in our hearts.
Melissa Thorne Feb 2012
I can no longer be a poet,
For I feel no anguish deep in my soul.
There is no two timing lover,
Nor bruises marring my heart.

And there is nothing here to startle you,
I offer no sting to make you feel alive.
There is no vicarious pleasure to be had in these words.

I cannot lament missing voicemails,
Or rage against machinations,
There is no more fodder for my word press.


Now I only sigh over ***** dishes,
Or anticipate primetime television.
My heart flutters for clean sheets.

So I cannot help you cry,
Because I fell in love
And so I must retire.
LJ Jun 2016
We wring our veins
write to the stars
fight under the moon
words of passion tune

We write about love
when it seduced
then it wrestled
words of tension swim

Our words of time
moments gone and farmed
sorrows that overload
happiness that swoon

Prime time in the lonely time
when contentment permits
when heaven is locked
and when hell is unlatched

Prime time my bold friends
keep the pen readily primed
undoubtedly trust the script
It will lead to ultimate freedom

A dedication to all the poets here at HP
We write these words on and on, we capture moments, swim the
oceans, object in the courts, run free in the forests. We are not hexed
**just keep writing for one time the primetime will be ours
Repost and send my love and encouragement to all!
Marty S Dalton Sep 2013
you knew
what you were
doing
with all that
slinking around
in
lingerie and
leather
it didn’t matter
to you
that I was
only
ten

you kissed
my childlike eyes
with an
open mouth
until I adjusted
to the
light in the
cave
of your
tongue and
teeth and
lips
you hot, ****
handgun

in high-heels
you were
dancing
on a primetime
table
hammer-cocked
back
turned sideways
for show

commercial
breaks were
the 75 cent
bathroom
vending-machine
condoms
that couldn’t
stop
anything

are you as
proud of
my glorious
fist-fights
as you are of
how
good you
look
with the right
lighting?

my gaze is
handcuffed
to the bedpost
of death
and light-
hearted
****** mysteries

because it’s
just
make
believe
so what, if
it is pretty
violent
after all?
it is
pretty
it is
violent

sure, I’ll
grow
out of it
or get
over it
if I don’t
grow
into it
or get
under it

like I got
under your
sheets
“all the better
to snipe you
with, my dear”

and
I haven’t felt
any of it
anthempoet.com
AS Jun 2011
(1)
Sitting on the bus
my Israeli Paul Revere seminary nightmare steps on
armed in pantyhose, eyes stretched
wide by a thick black headband
Dense Brooklyn accent, perfect Hebrew.
Laughing on the phone, she
tells the details of the most recent terrorist attack,
a family of five murdered in their home,
a baby stabbed in its cradle
She said she’s just come from the memorial in Jerusalem,
where hundreds of Israelis stood in the streets sobbing and
screaming for vengeance
A sea of black hats, writhing and angry
She said they showed everyone
pictures of the bodies,
so they would know the horror of what happened
And as she sat there smiling, broadcasting the news like
a recount of a primetime television episode,
I sat
on the verge of tears
and watched the rest of the bus sit stony-faced,
distracted and desensitized.
We drive through
a market place.
An
old woman gets on clutching
a challah swaddled in plastic, sleeping salty.
(The bus is full off babies,
but none of them are crying.)
Meanwhile, in Gaza
the murders had another crowd
of people filling the streets,
dancing.
CE Green Jan 2014
Old beaten path, bent backward on its axis acting like a scientific textbook projection map.
Becoming something impossible to traverse even for expert woodsmen or a genius of a certain variety that is imbued with Zoom Zoom PED's, just enough red wine, or some self appointed enlightenment that "never failed me before"
Ignoring all traces of anxiety, disregarding inhibition, conquering every whim and mental roadblock desperately vying for success and representation as SOMEone instead of everyone else who writes in blue ink and drinks their coffee black and hides in plain sight and doesnt care what other people think and watches primetime reality television programs and believes in Jesus Christ and chews with their mouths closed and keeps their finges clean.

The Path
remains forever unbeaten
how far we get along it is our legacy that no one ever gave a **** about until we wrote about it.
Big Virge May 2015
MAN … !!!
I've had … " ENOUGH " … !!!
of … Lies that … Run …
from … " Fork-Tongued " … mouths …
Who … Act like … " Clowns " … ?!!!? …

" Enough " …
of their … " smiles " …
and … CLEAR … " Denial " …
of … TRUTH … They REFUSE …. !!!!! .…
to … Accept … as … " TRUE " … ??!?? …

What's with … THESE FOOLS … ?!?
who … " think " … They're Cool …
when … ALL THEY DO …
is act like …. " Tools " …. !!!!! …

NOT … The ones … !!!
that are … put to …
… GOOD USE … !!!

More like … " The Guns " …
That … Policemen Shoot … !!!!!

I've had …
ENOUGH … of … " Them " … !!!!!
and … " Criminals " … TOO … !!!!!!

who cause … PROBLEMS …
when they … LOSE … Their Heads … !!!
and cause … " Bloodshed " … !!!

BLOOD … that runs …
like … " My Pen " … Now does …
" When My Thoughts "… Transcend …
Into …. " Written Poems " ….

Have I written … " Enough " … ???
of this …. " Poetic Stuff " …. ?!?

for me to … Get Respect …
and those … Fat Cheques … !!!!!
from … " Corporate Heads " …
Who … SET … " The Trends " …

I've had … ENOUGH … of them !!!
and … Who They … " Select " …
to ….. " Represent " …..
THIS … Art Forms … BEST …

When … Who They Select …
…… CLEARLY ……
Seem to … Care Less … !!!
about … " What " … They Present …  

I've NOW …
Had … ENOUGH … !!!
of … So Called … " Friends " … !!!

….. Who …..
" Run Their Gums " … !!!

"V, you haven't made it,
because your words,
aren't good enough !"

… and they're …
MY FRIENDS … !!!!!

I've had … ENOUGH … of them … !!!!!
and Their … Disrespect …
for … My Poems …

… when they …
DO NOT … take the time …

… to … Ingest …
These words … I Rhyme …

because …
The Stars … THEY LIKE …
Don't Shine … Up In … " The Sky " … ?!?

They're ones … whose art …
comes out …. " Their **** " …. !!!!!
and thus … are on … PRIMETIME … !!!!!

and of course … !!!
Their views … online …
are … Enough to … " Ensure " …
that they'll be … " Liked " …
Long After ...............
They Have … " DIED " … !!!!!!!!!!

But …..
ENOUGH … About Death … !!!!!
and …. " Killing Trends " ….

How About … ??!??
More Lines …
of … " This Here Type " … !!!

"Oh, you've had, enough !
Here's the deal man, TOUGH !"

Man ….
ENOUGH with … dismissing …
Wordplay … that breeds …
……….  THINKING ……… !!!!!!!!!

Humanity's … "SINking" … !!!!!
Just …… "Check" …...  
How We're Living … !!!!!!! …

ENOUGH … !!!
with … " The Net " … !!!
and … FAKE … " Online Friends " …

It's … ALL …
A … "Pretence" …
That … Doesn't make …
…… " Sense " …… ?!? …...

Haven't you … had …
……. " Enough " …….
of … messages from …

People … who … SEE YOU
but … Don't  … " REALLY " …
…… " See You " …….. ??!?? …….

The Pretense … is … SO ...
….. SEE THROUGH ….. !!! …..

ENOUGH … !!!
with these … " People " …
Who … "click" … to be … " Friends "
But … QUICKLY … Get Upset … !!!?!!!

when things that … you post …
start … " Rocking " … Their Boat … !!!

ENOUGH … !!!
About … " Boats " …
with … " Coc " … Up Their Nose … !!!!!

It seems that … " Nigella " … ?!?
Does deals with … " Coc' Sellers " … !?!?!

I'm meaning … ******* … !!!
ENOUGH … for … Her Brain …
for … Charles Saatchi .. to say … !!!

" Some ads',
can bring pain !
from which I refrain !"

ENOUGH with …
" Campaigns " … !!!

Do you get … ?
what i'm … Saying … ?!?

ENOUGH … advertisers … !!!!!
should now be … " Retired " … !!!
just like …. " Marketeers " …. !!! ….

Whose plans are to … " Steer " …
what's … " Between Your Ears " …

to …
" Material Planes " …
where you … DON'T …
Use … " Your Brain " … !!!

ENOUGH … of … " The Games "
These **'s … Like to play … !!! …

ENOUGH of … " Racism " … !!!
" Sexism " ….. ALL Ism's ..… !!!!!

ENOUGH … of the vision … !!!
of Blacks … "FILLING PRISONS" … !!!!!

ENOUGH of … " Conditions " …
That … Poor People … LIVE IN … !!!!!
That … ARE NOT … Forgiving … !!!!!!!!

While … Rich Folk … COMPLAIN … ?!?
about stuff that's …. " INSANE " … !!!!!
because things have changed …
to the point where ... they're saying ...

that ....

"Pressure's engaged in
touching their gauge !"

and … ANGER …
They … " CLAIM " … !!!

cos' their ……
" Golf Time's " … RESTRAINED …  ??!??

Enough of … This … POKING … !?!
and Racist Folks … " Joking " … ?!?

About … EVERYTHING … !!!
from our … Lips …
to our … Skin … !!!!!

As if that's … The Way …
for them to … " Maintain " …
PROOF … that their … " Status " …
Isn't That … of … " Race Haters " … !?!

Man … ENOUGH … !!!
cos' it's … BLATANT … !!!

that their … brain space …
is …         Vacant           …  
cos' it's on a … " Hiatus " … !!!!!

Enough with these … " Fakers " … !!!
I Won't … " Waste The Paper " … !!!!!!!

So …..
What about …. " Work " …. ?!?

Haven't you had … ENOUGH … !?! …
of … working with … " JERKS " … !!! …  
whose gums always … " Run " … !!! …
" Until " … The Boss … comes … !!! …

Up In … Their … " MOUTHS " … !!!!!

What's wrong with … ?
These … CLOWNS … !!!

I'm talking bout' … " Colleagues "
who run round like … " Collies " … !?!

But … ENOUGH …
about … " Them " … !!!

because … This Poem …
has now reached … It's End …

So …..
If you're like … ME … ?
and see … what i'm seeing …
in …. how most are being …
and …. " Society " ….

If you see … How Tough …
Life's … CLEARLY … become …

Do you ever … " Sit back " …
and say to … yourself …

Enough is …..

……. " Enough " ……. !!!
Will the Uk have had enough of Cameron & Clegg ??? Black folks in the U.S. would seem to have had enough of Police Brutality and Charles Saatchi seems to have, only recently, had enough of Nigella Lawson, daughter of Ex MP Nigel Lawsons', ******* deals !!! So, here's some other things i've had ENOUGH of ... what about you ???
Marty S Dalton Aug 2013
you kissed
my childlike eyes
until I adjusted
to the
light in the
cave
of your mouth
you hot, ****
handgun
in high-heels

you’re
dancing
on a primetime
table
hammer-cocked
back
turned sideways
for show

commercial
breaks are
the 75 cent
bathroom
vending-machine
condoms
that couldn’t
stop
anything
Commentary on innocence, mainstream portrayal of violence, etcetera etcetera.
Samantha Cooper Feb 2010
bees. and bees. and bees. bees bees bees. flee from bees. forced inside.
army of bees, trying to conquer my sandwich.
beautiful weather, but a storm is on its way. desperate housewives sky.
i miss primetime television. looking forward to fall. to routine (tv routine, at least).
missing school. missing learning.
need a job. NEED. A. JOB.
grow up.
grow.
Matalie Niller Jun 2012
If you like
some day will be so drastically different from today
that you will never know how insignificant current worries are
or how silly actions were
life can be
how you like it:
queen of primetime
soccer mom
beach ***
anything.
I think I'd like to be a traveller.
I want to see the places I've only heard of
to ensure that they do exist
but I'd want to do so only if there was no hostility
which is impossible
so I suppose this will have to do
only hearing stories
googling images
reading books and learning languages
and just imagine the view from another mountain.
The Calm May 2017
Looking down into the valley from the mountain high
I can finally breathe again
I smell the fresh air and it smells like springtime again
I no longer fear for my soul,
No longer feeling the chill of imminent danger again

As I stand there looking at the forest below
I see the life I left behind me
I see the trees, the vines that tried to bind me
I see the leaves of the forest which hid me from the son, tried to blind me

I stand proud on top my mountain
I think about the snakes, the wolves that hissed and howled, told me that I'd never leave
That tried to take my joy every time I started to believe

The trees spoke, they said,
run run as fast you can, can you get out alive
will you fall or will you stand.
I burst through the last trees and I started to climb
No end in sight but to get away from my past it was time

The climb was nothing short of sublime
But anytime you begin to climb, physically and mentally prepare for it's wartime
All your old demons will call you, like your primetime on a hotline
See your past will not make it easy for you to be free....

But I get to the top, and what do I see,
all my old demons at the bottom, looking up at me
I turn around to embrace my new destiny amazed by what I saw
A whole new forest....waiting for me.
Life is about constant growth
Klaus Baumgarten Jun 2014
The rapid Pulses increase as  air finally fuels the fire
It came to combust. to spark the flint to the fullest
To centralize all that could be, a widespread social desire
forgoing logic in the name of being
the shattering of illusion is, you guessed it, a figment fractured formally from the rock
obsidian reflecting afterimages.  motions of forced feigned reaction
a wordless line of thought, speechless in it's pure refracted intent.
to beam these ideas to that manifestation, not to dance around fumbling a thesaurus
admiration follows the music and turns the dial accordingly.  ******* scenesters
it humbles to and fro, perpetually ignoring the perfect fine tune
If being is becoming, then what was it?
I could say the words, whisper into lulls, look down the full extent of the great Y in the sky
Would the divine feminine find it's way down those dark channels and see before the divide?
and become the she that should be with me
Am I the He that should be with She?
These concepts sometimes seem a superstitious pogrom, only in place for the sake of continuity
THE HUBRIS!!!!
geese Louise, If only we had counters for practically meaningless revelations and a tic-tac for each one.
Man-Oh-Man, would my breath be too fresh for primetime.
The loaves rise as the yeast fornicate in the manner of Hottentots
gotta butter that bread, son
Too many fuzzies are broken by too many Lennys
too many sparks are extinguished in the name of normality
Too many mountains erode to grains of sand in the name of eventuality
but now they're stoically perfected and ready to be shaped into castles
so much of creation is for destruction, forcing impermanence so repeat customers can sully their honey
words...um... sentences.. and. thaaattt. oh yeah, cognitive thought
People should not fear conversations.  No premise nor opinion should be overlooked due to emotions
You can't fake Lockjaw,  I know you're just chewing that sugar daddy to buy some time
Look not to the answers you find, but to the questions you ask.  The real truth is there.
yeah, It's kinda the inverse of the norm and it usually feels weird when you feed your ***
But it's nowhere near as painful as the **** that comes out your mouth sometimes
I'm scared too
And this stupid Scar on my knee!! AAAAHHH!!! never ever ever take your knees for granted!!
Smile when you see a friend
Smile when you see a frown
Frown when you're upside down
But try not too rhyme too much, it's corny
I write for those I've admired, in the name of the will to create
something far beyond the corporeal, adjacent to the surreal... I mean alabama
stop yourself when you inch to a serious concluding gorge
You know, my father was a bridgemaker, *****
You can't solve all your problems with fire.  I'd like to think that Prometheus said that before lending us his lighter
hmmm. this Zippo's almost out of fluid... pif whatever, we can just monkeyfuck each other until someone figures out a better way
Laugh and don't get too taken up by the rhythm.  Don't polish your stones, no one else can see your pretty face in them anyway.
A persons ease of words on the fly can sometimes be related to their ease of telling lies.
Where's all this coming from?
I'm not sure, but I hope it finds who it's going to.
Marshall Gass Nov 2014
nestled in the fist of fury
followers following followers
machine numbers generated
to the size of egos

the devils henchman lurks
saturated by cryptic code
destruction embedded
in his fused brain

waiting

to puncture your alterego
and spill your conscience
into a crucible of sacrifices
on the altar of recognition

indecent pictures
bloated for primetime consumption
on the sidewalks of galley slaves
surfing social media
with oars of phony cosmetic
happiness. where do you stand?

welcome to a world of make-believe.

© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 27 days ago
Kat Oct 2015
I am an actor
In a primetime show
In national tv
Love me or hate me
It is not easy, I know.

I am an accused
Being questioned
Being judged
Believe me or hate me
It is not easy, I know.

I am a butterfly
Newly emerged from a chrysalis
The world outside
Loves me or hates me
It is not easy, I know.

When will they accept
When will they change
When will their words
Be an embrace
It is not easy, I know.
EMC2 May 2017
What can you say
to a generation who don't remember
your summer of love.

Who don't see the ribbon in the sky
Stevie wonder,
couldn't see
but saw .
The eventual maturity of a  culture
whose built their identity off those brave enough to speak up.
when so many of us have been rendered cowards,
a perceived perception
fulfilling the essence of,
"Throw that *** in the circle!"
For that moment of miniscule acceptance
a belonging without question, we’ved missed since grade school .
“i am  Full of myself, full of myself, i am full of myself” ,
as beyonica sells dreams of bootylicious  billion dollar unions
nicki minaj and *** implants is the logical evolutionary conclusion  
what's going on
no Marvin gaye
we already know
found our idol's.
they comes on
Mondays at 7.
So we don't look for them no more
Their Preprogrammed
Failed by the previous generation
who couldn't seem to find themselves and their patients long enough to lead.
What can you say to a generation
whose music don't speak of waiting in waters, but shaking those waters just enough
to get what you can from EBT
or being just quite enough so you don't have to scream
“I can't breathe”.
A battle between law and survival
and Democrats ain't been no better than Republicans since the  1700's
we’re still holding our breath in waiting..
**** your revolution old *****,
it ain't did nothing
but make people believe that I have something that I could never
hold in my hand.
A black president
freedom
and a land
Turn up.
To the slowest change in history,
still waiting for equality on all fronts
this movement was debunked,
like the memories of Americans
30 minutes primetime cycles
What can you say
to a generation
who does the nea nea
where teddy bears and liquor bottles mark  the legacy of the deceased
once lay,
such a short memory
these corner they lived and died for a singular belief
money over *******, get rich by all means.
that's our raising the bar
“go for the millions”
and if we play it right
miley cyrus
will twork your way to a grammy.
What can you say
to a generation.
where gay is so gay
no one knows it’s true meaning
we're all just dreaming
make it up as we go
bought into a coma
now trying to wake up.
What can you say
to this generation
except sorry
we left you nothing to hold on too.    
but shadows
and hypocritical finger
that rely
“don't  as i do “
but
“do as i say”
Kyle Kulseth Aug 2013
Signals get mixed up
                    we're broadcasting *******
I'll shout 'til my mouth's dry
                    you'll spit like a dragon
                the summers all static, now--
              I'll wait for the season
                to switch over channels
               for less interference.
                        On mute.

Bracing our brains
                               for primetime quakes
**** off a day
                              trapped in escapes

The fate of the union,
                        the sake of my habits,
Estate of illusions
                     auctioned off from your pulpit
                   I'll shovel the static 'til
                   the street's within reaching.
                   Now follow new channels
                   with buzzing devotion
                           switched off.
Addendum to title:
Boyhood Digs in Collegeville, Pennsylvania 19426

Oft times forced exposure therapy spelled rustling quiet
Pyrrhic punitive onslaughts noisome moody linkedin kicks
jarring inxs harbored grievances foo fighting essence
denoting cannibalized august boy aghast to confront reality
returning home meant compromising autonomy
acceptable collateral casting leftist strides rite
constituting timid steps circumscribing childhoods’ end,
comprising reluctant trudge treading toward adolescence
where wold wide webbed magic ride
rode ruff shod o’er carped hooked
synthetic threads re: fibrous veld
whence extolled impressive footprints
measured triangular wedges rung duff feet
expediently dragged churlish badinage afoot
stretching across Scottish tartan
Harris Tweed unwelcome matt despite frustrated parents
whose vitriol unleashed tough-love,
smacked regularly quasi planned
threatened ultimatums venomous viz witches
yawping against my brand
falling out of good graces,
though hatching escape merely fanned
actions hightail me to bedroom, a secure space,
not exceptionally grand
yet despite rapacious and relentless rage
against the sole son, who hand
did lee managed inciting wrath
of me papa and late mama,
this parcel of land, now entombs nostalgia
namely 324 level road, Collegeville,
Penna, 19426 make believe pal Joey and this creator
passively succumbed to withstand
invisible jetblue lobbing onslaught of slingshot barbs,
wharf fear to rely on self way past primetime,
which solo endeavor didst demand
absent belief, confidence and faith in innate survival skills,
hence countless admonitions recurred
razed quest qua pursed lips
those who begat their only male heir,
provoking predictable panned
da moan he hum in tandem
with concomitant wickedness akin to eland
caught in cross hairs getting pistol-whipped
with many barking explicit derogatory gerund formed
expletives, that did not dislodge this immobile body electric
defying logic, now in retrospect clueless why I suffered to withstand
incessant verbal, venal, and n’er vampire weakened blows
inexplicable, how this soulful, ruminating,
and tortured walking wounded blithely weathered turpitude  
though devoid of sense and sensibility, how no man iz an island
though at times incontinent, where jocund this bard for’er opened
Pandora’s box, but hindsight softened cleft pride and prejudice
whereat bulldozed site of once grand “Glen Elm” tears me up inside
fading memories refreshed, via priceless gift
from beloved younger sister
unwittingly mitigated hammer blows of pain to confront the void,
whence away from obliterated complex edifice grief felt ******!
Primetime TV is asinine;
Intellectual cyanide.
Empty like a home in Palestine,
And corrosive like an alkaline:
It's the software for the poor.
Subliminally shutting your doors
Of perception,
While they pump the town full of more --
More liquor stores
And two cent ******,
Deadbolted doors
Adorned with gang graffiti
Where the government ignores.
So how can I sleep
When all these kids never eat?
And where's the sweeps
For the bodies in the streets?
They'll just pour more concrete
Over our homes.
Gentrified zones,
Minorities in tow.
High interest loans.
Money's dried up,
Foreclosure and drones
Dropping tear gas on the protesters;
Arresting anyone not in their homes
Please tell me, how can I atone
For the sins of a system
That riddles the world with victims?
This is the modern vista
The ghetto is everywhere
The aftermath of an affair
Between the elite
And their federal clientele.
Predatory lending,
Bailouts, drop outs,
A culture without.
Humanitarian drought.
Where's the empathy?
The love?
The care and clemency?
A solution for this endemic peasantry?
Man, I wish I knew.
I wish the numbers weren't true,
And I wish the sunrise brought a nice view,
Instead of billboards and condemned buildings,
Abandoned homes, potholes, ****, and trash:
The ashes of a golden age long past.
This is actually more of a rap/lyrical flow than a poem. I recommend reading it as if it has a beat.
judy smith Dec 2015
Aside from New Year’s Eve specials, it’s a lean week for original programming. Still, there are a few stand-out offerings. Here’s what caught my eye on television this week:

Sunday: “Undercover Boss” 7 p.m., CBS: Yeah, it’s just a reality program, but it’s one of the only new network offerings tonight, so we’ll take it.

Monday: “Happy New Year, Charlie Brown” 7 p.m., ABC: The ol’ blockhead hunkers down with some choice Tolstoy during these Peanuts’ festivities.

“******: Cape Cod, USA” 8 p.m., HBO: This documentary explores the grip of addiction through the stories of eight twenty-somethings.

Tuesday: “The 38th Annual Kennedy Center Honors” 8 p.m., CBS: Host Stephen Colbert pays tribute to Carole King, George Lucas, Rita Moreno, Cicely Tyson and Seiji Ozawa; James Taylor, Janelle Monáe, Yo-Yo Ma and others perform.

“Almost Genius” 9 p.m., truTV: This new reality comedy series looks at folks who fall just short of their goals. They should be knocking on my door any day now.

Wednesday: “The Twilight Zone” 6 p.m., Syfy: The annual marathon features 156 episodes of the acclaimed anthology series and ends on Jan. 3.

“In Defense of Food” 8 p.m., PBS: Michael Pollan trots the globe in search of people who eat for health.

Thursday: “The Simpsons Movie” and New Year’s marathon, 5 p.m., FXX: The animated motion picture kicks off a back-to-back showing of 56 episodes.7 p.m.

“**** Clark’s Primetime New Year’s Rockin’ Eve With Ryan Seacrest 2016” 7 p.m., ABC: Whew! That title was so long that it’s almost 2017. The special breaks for local news and resumes at 10:30 p.m.

“Pitbull’s New Year’s Revolution, Part 1” 7 p.m., Fox: Jussie Smollett, Shawn Mendes and others help the performer ring in 2016 from Miami.

“Live from Lincoln Center” 7 p.m., PBS: Alan Gilbert leads the New York Philharmonic in a Parisian-themed New Year’s Eve special.

“NBC’s New Year’s Eve Game Night With Andy Cohen” 9 p.m., NBC: The Bravo star hijacks the prime time portion of Carson Daly’s annual holiday event.

“NBC’s New Year’s Eve With Carson Daly” 10:30 p.m., NBC: And again, Daly is relegated to late night.

Friday: “Sherlock on Masterpiece” 8 p.m., PBS: It’s practically the only non-rerun programming on tonight, but it’s really the only programming you need. The special finds Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman’s Holmes and Watson solving a case in 1895 London.

Saturday: “Galavant” 7 p.m., ABC: Four episodes of last season’s surprise hit musical comedy air back-to-back-to-back-to-back.

“Austin City Limits” 7 p.m., PBS: Alabama Shakes and Vintage Trouble perform.

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In one year I want to fly
And not on any human made machine
or
jumping out of an airplane with a safety net to know I wont die.
Forget that nonsense,
I'm going to sprout wings out my back
Exactly where those knots have been hurting me soooooo bad
from pulling double shifts everyday
picking up 50lb bags.
I'm going to do exactly what birds do
and turn back evolution
because we all know we resemble birds when we're embryos.
But my wings won't look like angels
and they wont have feathers
instead they will have scales reincarnated
from jurassic park days.
A human pterodactyl.
And the newspapers won't know what to do with it.
What nickname would be given to the flying beast above the city?
It sure ain't superman or Lois Lane by any measure
it looks like a dinosaur with a human for a head.
And that will be me.
Flying above streettops and staring down at the landstuck animals.
I won't fight crime, or save the world
I might just scare window washers until they slip and fall
and then swooooooooop down to "play" hero
I probably will end up a freak...
a misunderstood adventurer
turning back time and trying to play GOD
I can hear the scientists and religious preachers preaching their own disdain for what I have done
Destroying darwinism in an instant and completely ruining the human genome
The republicans will attack me and The democrats won't back me
the independents will call for love and peace for eternity
but please, they don't have enough money for primetime tv.
No
No
     NO
I will end up the outcast of society and hated by every human that has a country on their Passport
I will be terrorist threat number one and you can see me on Unsolved Mysteries.
The History channel will have hour long specials with experts you never knew existed
getting paid to share expertise on something you didn't even know existed
But that sounds kinda cool...
So now I'm wondering, should I start to sprout these wings?
I am no fool, I began the process 15 minutes ago when I began writing
but now I want to pull these wings deep within the rib cage and hide them forever.
No
It doesn't matter what they say
They're JEALOUS
They could yell and scream and throw missiles and stones and fake bullets and best laid plans
But I will dodge them all
Remember
I can fly.
Scott Gunnion Oct 2018
I recall the wonder of discovery and
The awesome Technicolor  
When you , taking me in your hand,
Perplexed the monarch of my affections  
And I was a spinster no longer

My cataracts bent themselves rectangle
As you made primetime of my matinee
Made me pixellated  

The world was square
And the Sky without limits
When I moved you into my private chamber

The pause button, having broken
Made us live in the moment  

Every sound wave a fluttering falsetto
That we dare not turn the channel over

You came to me in flat format
But you were the set top box of times now gone
I longed to open you up
And absorb your teletext- the sonnets of old

Primetime was a kaleidoscope
As I lay there in bed with you, my precious television
Suddenly this slim rectangular riddle, when switched on,
was a philanthropist without shackles  
The infinite gift that kept on giving

Mid-way through Holby City
20:20
Vision slipping
I lay there captivated by the elements of some fictional dame
And her fiery mane as it lights up the screen
The screen flickered 24 frames per second
And with it I slip into a familiar abyss

Ah, the reassuring comfort of my companion  
And how you lulled me to sleep  

Every press of the remote was a celebration of my admiration
Groping and clinging to it like some wilting tradition  

Night after night you kept me company
Breathing warmth and pointing your aerial towards me
As I begged Mr Murdoch to
Open my eyes and fill me with information

Nothing dared distract me from you
Though there are those that tried
Those who found themselves muted

I was glued
And when the schedules faded to shopping or teletext
I’d switch you off
And listen to you on standby
How your heavy breathing would soothe me

The red on/off light that burns brightly into the night
Lets me know that you are alive

I hide the remote from prying eyes
Beneath the pillow that, on top, sit’s the TV guide
My encyclopaedia to the stars  

How you have pleased me endlessly  
Illuminating me
Filling me with light

I swift you off and reach for the plug
When suddenly a shock of electricity runs through my body
I feel it in my bones
You are possessive
It reminds me that I am alive

End
Travis Green Feb 2021
I flowed into the beat,
breathing you deeply
into my creation,
swallowing your titillating alliteration,
the aromatic syllables,
the rich, succulent similes
synchronizing with the fine metaphors.

I was choking on complex conjunctions
and gerunds, unable to function
in the immense junction where your love
glistened like a constellation of diamond crystals,
lost in your overload of supreme sauciness,
so litty with it, pulling me into your primetime design.
into the grand slamming anthems playing
in your kingdom of perennial delectation.
AprilDawn Apr 2014
just another rerun
of minutes
people  and places
that still live
inside  
or in front of your face
all jumbled up  vying for  primetime
in your mind's eye
channels  change up
every now and again
to  trailer  new events
breaks the  humdrum reruns
reminds  that  not all days are
same time  , same station.
A stream of consciousness poem for today-April 9,2014.Reminding myself  that  although  some days seem ordinary, they can become   something else  altogether .
Aaron Oct 2018
The night
time
strikes
true at
the right time,
as I stay inside
for the
evening

my window is open,
and my door is shut tight
when
primetime arrives
as the clock
hand
lands on the dime
and comfort lands
on my mind

what better feeling is there than,
a night spent inside,
with a warm cup
of coffee, and a
seeping book to go with it

as the coffee comes out sip,
by sip, the book pours uncontrollably
with the words flooding my mind and
eventually my room
as it
takes me by force and
drowns me, filling my
lungs, and my soul

my soul strengthens
and my lungs breathe
better as they are consumed
by the words pouring in

words from books,
and my own words are all around me
as I sink deeper and deeper
into the wash of imagination
and slowly start
to
dread the  morning to come
when I am pulled out of the
water and the
words evaporate
from my soul
and from my lungs
and the air feels bitter again.
Big Virge Jun 2021
That’s RIGHT The Truth HURTS... !!!
When It’s Served To JERKS...
Through Words And Verse....

That DON’T Observe LYING...
And Taking WRONG TURNS... !!!!!

That Preserve FALSEHOODS....
That SHOULD BE......... Removed........ !!!!!!

The Truth HURTS In Ways......
Because It’s... STRAIGHT... !!!

UNLIKE The Ways...
Now DEFINED Today... !!!
As Being... OKAY.... !!!

Like... ****** Displays...
That INDULGE In *** PLAY...
And Of Course Today’s SWAY...

Towards Accepting... “ Gays “...
Whose Actions NOT So Long Ago.... !!!

Were Seen As UNCLEAN...
Being NASTY And Low... !?!

A Truth That YES HURTS... !!!
And DISTURBS Herds...
Whose Truth Makes Moves...
Like... Media News...

One Day It’s... THIS... !!!
And The Next It’s... THAT... ?!?

And Then They Make CLAIMS...
That Their Stories Are FACT... !!?!!

A Truth Now Found...
To Cause Losses of Pounds...
And Dollars TOO... !!!

When These LIARS Confuse... ???
Due To Views They USE...
To Have People CONSUME...
HOT AIR They’ve PREPARED...
That FILLS.... Balloons.... !!!!

And Cladding For Towers...
Where The TRUTH Became HOURS...
of... " FIRE and POWER "... !!!!!
That EXPOSED These COWARDS... !!!!!

For What They Did...

... DENY A Truth...
That KILLED Elders And Kids... !!!

A Truth That Now Sits...
In Those Who Now LIVE...

But Have NIGHTMARES...
That Do MORE Than SCARE... !!!!!!

When They TRUTHFULLY AIR....
On... TV Shows..... !!!!!

Where Hosts Quiz THOSE...
Who Dealt DESPAIR... !!!...

Because of How Low...
Their Dealings GO.... !!!!!!!

TRUTH To These Folks...
Seems To Be... UNKNOWN... !?!

I Wish That I Could Say....
That It.... " JUST AIN’T SO "... !!!

But That’s A TRUTH That GLOWS... !!!
Like Homes Now SHOWN...
To Have Been DESTROYED... !!!

Because of... “ Ploys “...

Where LIES Were DEPLOYED...
Like... Peace Envoys...
Whose Truth Makes NEWS...
When They’re Found To ABUSE...
People They Were SENT To Give HELP To... ?!?

DON’T Play The FOOL.... !!!!!

THIS IS A TRUTH...
That HURTS Like Views...
From... Racist Crews... !!!

Whose HURTFUL Ways...
... STILL EXIST TODAY... !!!

NO MATTER What The Liberals...
...... TRY TO Say..... !!!

From Brexit' To Trump...
The TRUTH Now STUNS...
Those Running Gums...
About UNITY And EQUALITY... !?!

Because Their Truth...
Is Based On DENIAL...
of Things Profiled...
And Historically Filed...

Those In... “ Politics “...
USE LIES And TRICKS...
When They Part Their Lips... !!!

Sexually... Or Otherwise...
They Deal In ABUSE...
And A Number of LIES.... !!!

And Then Get To Be...
On... " PRIMETIME TV "...

To Talk About WHY...
People Have DIED... ?!!!?

Well It Seems To Me...
That It’s Down To ***** DEEDS...
Making Money And GREED... !!!

NO MATTER What The Cost....
To Their OWN Communities... ?!?!?

Come On Now Peeps’...
It Can’t Just BE... ME.... !!!
Who Now CLEARLY SEES...

That The TRUTH Is Something...
That Humanity NEEDS... !!!!!

NO MATTER What Race...
… Colour Or Creed... !!!!!!!!!

It May Well HURT...
But Also SERVES... !!!
In CALMING Nerves...

And IGNORANCE...
THAT Is NOW SEEN....
Cos' of LIES That FEED...

Things That Now Make People BLEED...
And Have Folks Living In POVERTY... !!!!!!!!

While These LIARS Now PREACH...
About TRUTH And TRANSPARENCY... !!!!!

Kinda Like These Black Peeps’...
Who Act Like... “ Sheep “...
And SEEMINGLY Don’t Like TO SEE...

... DARKNESS Be...
Where The White Folks Be.... !!!!!!

You See Colonial Themes...
And... SLAVERY...
Are Truths That BURN...
When Black Worms TURN...

Because They WON’T UNLEARN...
What They Have LEARNED... !!!!!

A Truth On Which...
I’ll End This With...

Because IGNORANCE Reigns...
Like... LIES Today... !!!!!

Just Take A Quick Look...
At... Political Games... !!!!!!!!!

Well All I’ll Say.....
Is That Being FAKE...
Is... NOT THE WAY... !!!!!

And That LIES Do WORSE...
Than... Honest Verse.... !!!!

THINK About THAT...
When You READ These Words...

That Simply SHOW How … YES...

... “ THE TRUTH HURTS “...
LISTEN HERE :

https://soundcloud.com/user-16569179/the-truth-hurts/s-Gdf1m
Cyclone Dec 2019
The time has come, my mind on the run with one thought, nobody wants to question, it's just all action, figured I was just retired when I quit athletics, but the paramedics checked me and I'm good to go, with my own strength, time to muscle hours of participation, gotta be perfect as can be, my legs shaking, I'm hit with distraction, it's my baby calling all in one minute, and just to think I thought I was alone, I got a fan, It's fantastic that I claim I'm self-sufficient cause this fan, proves that she's a witness and she loves me solo, but she threatens this could end.. It's no love in cold rooms, we need time to spend..this was pillow talk coming from imaginary friends in a well thought realistic setting, our wedding consits of happily ever afters with laughter and stunts, just ******* around, you know how kids are, but ain't no puppy dog affairs, it's real love, with the Primetime ******* chasing the cat, until put down by veterinarian, it's Mr. Therapist.. he killed the ****, now I'm astray, he never knows how to play, all day he does the same **** and never has a break..so I need to catch a break to break rules and break out, no breaking bread just to break me...it's just a broke lease, must make peace with the fact that I have no peace of mind, from my piece of the pie, oh why oh why must I look in my eye, to find that I am crying from dying slow, pitiful to pity me, I knew better, far ahead to have a head on shoulders, but a stiff necked soldier.. is caught from his blindside by one that is colder, the struggle remains to be sober, I'm thinking it over.. older, I grow old to see.. I'm me so I can be free.. from all my vice and advice.. that kept me sliced and took my life.
Big Virge Jul 2021
Ya Know I Think It’s Fair To Say...    
That PUPPETS Reign The World TODAY... !!!
    
From Heads of State...    
To Those Making CLAIMS...    
    
That They COMMAND The Stage...    
With WORDPLAY ARRAYS...    
Befitting of... “ A SAGE “... !?!    
    
When IN FACT They DISPLAY...    
Wordplay That Indicates...    
    
A LACK of Lyrical Gifts...    
BEYOND What Pulls Their Strings... !!!!!!    
    
Being FAKE To Earn Their Pay... !!!    
USING Stakes That Count DRAC’ BREAKS... !!!!    
    
Playing... “ SAFE “...    
With Things They Say...    
Cos’ They CAN’T UPSET...    
Who WRITES Their Cheques... !!!    
    
MASTERS Who Set...    
ALL TYPES of TRENDS... !!!!    
Like RAPPERS Sent...    
To DUMB Down Heads... !!!    
    
AND SPOKEN WORD Poets...    
Whose Words EXPRESSED...    
    
DEFINE... PUPPETS... !!!!!  
    
Whose Form of Text...    
Whether HEARD Or READ...    
Is Used To EXPRESS...    
A LOT of NONSENSE... ?!!!?    
    
SHOUTING And SCREAMING...    
About Their … “ Leanings “...    
    
To Be The NEXT HEAD...    
Whose Words Have MEANING... !!!  
    
Well I’m Glad To Say...    
I’m ABOVE Their Ceiling... !!!!!    
Sipping Darjeeling... !!!    
Whilst Compiling ARRAYS...    
of FREE Wordplay... !!!    
    
NEVER Written For Pay... !!!    
But Written To DISPLAY...    
    
How FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION........    
REFUSES Second Guessing... !!!    
    
Because of Those OBSESSING....    
About Making IMPRESSIONS... !!!  
    
That... Audiences LIKE... !!!    
That’s NOT The Way I WRITE  ... !!!!  
    
I Write Thoughts From My Mind...    
That Are MY TRUTH DEFINED... !!!  
    
NOT FOR APPLAUSE And SMILES...    
Or BIG TIME Dollar Signs... !!!    
Cos That To Me DEFINES...    
    
A Mind That’s Inclined...    
To Write WEAK Rhymes... !!!!!!    
    
Built To WEAKEN Minds... !!!  
    
Which Like Prince Said...    
Are Just... Signs of The Times... !!!    
    
Toeing Lines To Get Some SHINE... !!!!!    
I Guess That’s Why I’m NOT Recognised... ?!?    
    
Cos’ I’m NOT INCLINED...    
To Join... PUPPET Lines... !!!  
    
Or THOSE With Strings... !!!    
That Pull And Tug... !!!    
At Them Like LINKS...    
    
Who DON’T Give A... “ WHAT “... !!!  
    
ABOUT Things They Bring...    
When They Rap And Sing...    
    
Puppeteers Who RING...    
Changes That STING... !!!!!    
... ESPECIALLY When... !!!    
Problems AREN’T Stemmed... !!!    
    
Like DUBIOUS Deaths... !?!    
Grand Juries DEFEND.... ?!?    
    
YES... FERGUSON Types...    
Where Young Blacks DIE... !!!!!    
And PUPPETS Start To CRY... !!!!!!!  
    
For... EQUAL CIVIL RIGHTS... !!!    
    
Well It All SOUNDS NICE...    
UNTIL You Find...    
    
The BADDEST of Rappers... !!!    
... Crying Like Hatters...    
    
... MAD And SAD...    
And FOLLOWING FADS... !!!    
    
As If Their Lyrics...    
STAND AGAINST The Bizness’...    
    
of Spitting SICKNESS... !!!!!!    
That INSPIRES Young Minds...    
To Live By... " CRIME "... ?!?!?    
    
If You’re One of THOSE Guys... ?    
... You Should RECOGNISE... !!!    
    
The Strings of Your MASTERS... !!!    
That Lead To DISASTERS... !!!!!    
    
And STOP Your SQUAWKING... !!!    
When The ONLY ONES Walking...    
After Streets Start WARRING...    
    
Are THE SAME PUPPETEERS...    
Who SHOOT Then SNEER... !!!    
    
At... Protests Made...    
That DON’T Make The Grade...    
of AFFECTING CHANGE... !!!    
In Those Who TIRADE...    
    
About Black On Black Crime...    
    
On CNN... PRIMETIME... !?!  
It’s Time For ALL THESE PUPPETS...    
    
To STAND FOR MORE Than RUNNING...    
GUMS To Have THAT MONEY... !!!    
    
Cos’ YOUNG Black Deaths AREN’T FUNNY... !!!    
And ARE FAR FROM...  Light And Sunny... !!!  
    
THATS RIGHT I’m NOT A Guy...    
Whose EVER Had THAT SHINE... !!!!!!.    
For My Wordplay Designs...    
    
One Has To Wonder... WHY... ?!?    
    
Well MAYBE It’s Because... ?    
I Don’t Write For A PRIZE... !!!    
    
Or Simply For APPLAUSE...    
And STRINGS TOO TIGHT And Taut...    
    
To STEM How My Mind ROARS... !!!    
When THOUGHTS Are What It Draws...    
About The Way The SYSTEM...    
    
Like Puppet Strings Be GRIPPING.... !!!!!    
ONTO Puppets... " TRIPPIN' "... !!!  
    
Because People Will Listen...    
To NONSENSE They Relate...    
Due To Their Chains of FAME...    
    
THEY Talk About... THE GAME...    
That RULES The Way They Play...    
    
Well Just Like TOSH I Say...    
    
“ I’m Here To **** What’s Fake ! “    
    
So Just for Those Now FRONTIN’...    
Like CINDERELLA Pumpkins... !!!    
    
Who SWITCH Their Stance...  
For..... “ SHOW “..... !!!!!!!!!!!    
    
Then BEND OVER Like **’s... !!!    
THESE WORDS Are For YOU PROS’... !!!    
    
Cos' It’s Time To TELL Y’all SOMETHING... !!!    
There Are Those of Us... WHO KNOW...    
    
You’re JUST ANOTHER...    
    
......... “ PUPPET “........
LISTEN HERE :

https://soundcloud.com/user-16569179/puppets/s-Og9X4
Big Virge Oct 2020
So What Would You Say... ?
If You Had The Chance...
To Speak To... YOURSELF...
In Your Younger Days... ?!?

Would You... ?
Choose To ADVANCE....
Your Mental State... ?
Or Would You Relay... ?
A Way To Earn WEALTH...
So That You Could Change...
How You Live Today... ?!?

Well That Would Indicate....
A LACK of... " Faith "...
In The Choices You've Made...
And Where It Is You Lay...
And WHO It Is You've LAID... !!!!!!

Well Now I Would Say...

" Make LOVE To The Ladies,
BEFORE You Have Babies !

By THIS I Mean...
Take TIME To GLEAN...
What It Is SHE SEES...
As A LOVING Family... !!!

DON'T JUST RUSH IN...
Because of What You THINK...

If You Have DOUBTS...
Then THRASH THEM OUT... !!!!!

Before You Find...
That She's NOT Your Type... !!!

... CUT OUT The Lies... !!!

Let TRUTH DEFINE...
The Path You Find...
To Live Your Life... !!!!!

REMEMBER THAT Some...
WILL... RUN Their GUMS... !!!

To Try To IMPRESS...
When They Have LESS... !!!

LESS Than... YOU...
BELIEVE That's TRUE... !!!

So... ALWAYS Be Gracious...
When Dealing With HATERS... !!!

Cos' You'll Find Their...
.... Brain Status....
Is On A... HIATUS... !!!!!

Because.....
MOST OF Their Thoughts... ?
Come Out of THEIR ****... !!!!!!

MANY A FOOL Will Try To PROVE...
That They've Been Schooled...
In... ALL THAT's Shrewd....
When... ISSUES RULE... !!!
The Way They Move... !!!!!

Some ARE Cool...
BUT Only A FEW... !!!

DON'T Sign Contracts... !!!
To Join With Mans'...
Who CONTROL Gangs...
With SCISSOR Type Hands... !!!

They'll CUT You OFF...
Just Like Bernie MADOFF'...  
Once You've Been USED... !!!

DON'T Be Confused... !?!?!
THAT's... FUTURE News... !!!!!

STAY TRUE To YOU... !!!
DON'T Follow Crews... !!!!!!

Lead YOUR OWN Path... !!!
And Follow YOUR HEART... !!!

And ENSURE That You HAVE...
By KNOWING Your Math... !!!!

PROTECT Your Cash... !!!
If You Get To Be A Man...
Who AIN'T POOR Like That... !!!
And Have A Fair Amount...
When HOUNDS SURROUND... !!!

DON'T Beg Steal or Borrow... !!!!
Or Carry Your Sorrow... !!!

Learn To Swallow...
Instead of Wallow...
In Pity Or Tomorrow...
You'll End Up Feeling...
... HOLLOW... !!!!!

Emptiness Leads.......
To The Type of Sprees...
That You DON'T NEED... !!!

LISTEN UP TRUST ME...... !!!!!!!!

I Can See That You Feel...
That People AREN'T Real... !!!!!
Well Here's The Deal... !!!!!

A LOT of People... "conceal"...
Who They REALLY ARE... !!!

So Just Be... " SMART "...
When They EXPOSE Their CARDS... !!!

The TRUTH WILL OUT... !!!
DON'T You EVER Doubt...
That Lies They... "Hide"...
WON'T ONE DAY Find...
Their Way To The LIGHT... !!!!!

Where... " TRUTH and RIGHTS "...
SHINE Like.... SUNLIGHT.... !!!!!

And EXPOSE Their Crimes...
Like.... " C.S.I "....

FORGET THAT Line... !!!!!!!!!
Cos' That's For PRIMETIME...
In The Future Alright... !!!

Don't Be TOO ******* Yourself... !!!
..... Have A LAUGH..... !!!!!

Cos You're STRONGER Than Most...
And That's NO BOAST.... !!!!!

You'll Hear A LOT of Quotes...
That'll ROCK Your Boat.., !!!

But You'll STAY AFLOAT... !!!

So Just REMEMBER And NOTE...

That... Like *******...
EGO's Fry Brains... !!!!!

And Then They Make CLAIMS...
That Are... INSANE... !!?!!

Things REALLY WON'T Change...
When It Comes To RACE... !!!

Son Your BLACK Face...
Will HAVE TO Sustain...
A LOT of IGNORANCE...

It's A Human STAIN...
From Which Some...
... WON'T REFRAIN... !!!

And Sadly WILL Defend...
EVEN When They Have NO CASE... ?!?

DON'T LET Your Anger...
... "CONTROL You"... !!!!!

DON'T **** That Hammer...
Just REFUSE Those Tools...
That... KILLERS USE... !!!!!

USE Your HEAD... !!!
And Try USING A PEN... !!!

Because YOUR Poetic PATENT...
May Well Just Be Your TALENT... !?!

Use It WISELY... Use It NIGHTLY...
Use It Like Your Name's RON ISLEY... !!!

LOVE Your Mother...
Like She LOVES YOU... !!!
DON'T Let ANY SUCKER...
Come Between You Two... !!!

She's Gonna NEED YOU...
MORE THAN You Know... !!!!!

Let Your Father GO.....
And REFUSE To FEUD... !!!

Just Be.... COOL....
And PATIENT TOO... !!!

And NOW Here's The...
... " FINAL THING "...
That I'll Say To YOU... !!!!!

When You Are LOW...
And Feel... Sad And Blue...

It'll Work Out FINE... !!!
RELAX Your Mind... !!!!!
Just LIVE YOUR LIFE..... !!!

Just Like THIS Script...
That Came From THIS...

Speaking To... ME...
In A Time and Space...
Where The Question Would Be...

Now That You Are Face To Face...
With The Virge of YESTERDAY....

… In All HONESTY...

" What Would You Say ? "
As a man who never wanted children, this is I guess, as close as i'll ever get, to having those conversations that parents have with their children, I also found it to be an interesting way to explore, and look back at one's own life too !
Steady rain swirled, pooled,
and eddied around rolled
up pant legs skinny ankles, which
immediately felt cold
before undertow willingly

steadily, and nimbly pulled this former
ace swimmer into watery fold
quelling, relinquishing, and taking
my hard won mettle of gold
earned early in primetime, now

at last...preemptive quiescent salvation
sluiced into unbarred
Davy Jones's locker hold
all me eager life possessions
long since donated and/or sold,

thus the final countdown
found yours truly submerged
for no rhyme, nor reason told
as I blissfully headed into the webbed
wide woebegone watery wold,

of course said dreamy forevermore
hoary idyll mere
reverie of this stevedore
"FAKE," & figuratively, hypothetically,
and imaginatively furthermore,

yaws true well lee washed away
in briny deep pull lore
ably tipped, gypped,
and drowned ma poor
body electric far from shore,

soaking wet tha top n bot hum
'o me soggy mossy noggin,
wharf fanta seas no longer
will eyes explore
waterlogged optima gills, this papa

wet tin his every pore,
this March 21st, 2019
(ewe could Hermes faintly
bleating after mighty roar)
of ocean riptide off back

offload mein kampf bon jure,
buffer dis future
papa gets tubby old,
and senile, who would
bean imposing chore,

asper deux marriageable
daughters tubby saddled,
reined in upon, and
bridled to endure

caretaking role asper,
this former stevedore
whose existence also spent
teaching many a bore from Bangalore!
Clare Apr 2020
The Lord has His own time
To some, it seems a lifetime.
Feeling the heat of its refinery,
And then pondering its hidden mystery,
Can only lead to utter frustration.
But, Oh Lord Jesus, when the manifestation?

Suffocated by the constraints of time,
I am tired, waiting for primetime.
Killing time, killing time, while waiting…
But why? But I am trusting…
My understanding of all, becoming dim,
Praise Him, I must, in the interim

Standing on the edge of time,
And silently, patiently, waiting for mine.
Seeing windows open wide to favour,
Smelling, feeling and tasting its savour,
Perceiving the victory on the horizon,
Testifying, before the time, to Him alone.

— The End —