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Big Virge Aug 2014
You know it seems that through life ... ?  
Propaganda and Lies .....    
are fed by those guys .....  
who wear ... " Corporate Ties "  
  
So ....  
Don't be surprised ...  
if your life seems ... contrived ...  
  
The .... "Systemic Rise" ....  
of .... Divisive Styles ....  
has been ... long designed ...  
by those who reside ....  
  
in places with houses  
they've painted ............  
in ....... "White" .......  
  
or those ....................  
" Numbered " ......... 10 .........  
where they and their friends  
keep feeding us Lies ...  
Again and Again ... !!!!!!!!!!  
  
See ...  
It's all a pretense ...  
their calls for Defence ... !!!  
  
" Defence of the realm !!!"  
while they're at the helm ....  
is something the masses ....  
now needs to ... " Dispel !!! "  
  
because it's quite clear  
they're  just helping  
..... " Themselves " ..... !!!!!!  
  
Propaganda ..... Sells ..... !!!  
just like their talk ... " SMELLS ' ..........  
of something that ... " STINKS " ... !!!!!!!!!  
  
Something .... "Prepared" ....  
in their public speech ... Scripts ...  
The type of lyrics ...  
I try .... NOT TO .... enlist .... !!!  
  
cos' ... it's all about ... tricks ...  
to make the masses live  
in poverty .... Sooooo .... !!!  
that their brains Overload .... !!!!!!!!  
  
No ... "Old Kent Road" ... !?!  
or ... getting past ... GO ... !!!  
  
"Well, what do you know ... ?  
my lifestyle's so ... QUICK ... !  
while theirs seems ...  
Sooo ....... Sloooow ....... !!!!!!!!!  
  
Well .... Ignorance leads ...  
to you paying a Toll  
Government polls ...  
are clearly ... "Bank-Rolled"  
  
So ... what did you do ... ?  
with your power to vote ... ?  
  
Huh ... fall for their lies ... !?!  
Well I think ... you may find ...  
You jumped on ... "The Wrong Ride !"  
  
and now it would seem  
you are paying the price ... !!!  
Inflated gas hikes ...  
No good schools for your child ... !?!  
or homework for them  
and you wonder why ... ???  
  
We've now got these Problems ... !!!!?!!!!!  
  
Our leaders ... "conceal" ... !  
and are ... NOT ... Holyfield ... !!!  
  
So .... are NOT .... !!!!!  
" The REAL DEAL !!!!!!!!! "  
  
but feed ... Propaganda ...  
with PUNCH like ... " Evander !!! " ...  
  
while lyrics i'm writing ...  
keep biting like ... TYSON ...  
which clearly is why ...  
most people get ... "Frightened" ... !  
  
by wordplay ... I use ...  
that proves that i'm "Shrewd" ...  
what i'm saying to you ...    
is to  ... D i ss e c t  ... The News ... !  
  
and .... Government Views .... !  
Don't let them ... confuse ...  !!!  
through moves that they use ...  
  
Political coups .......  
are used as a ... Ruse ...  
to keep you from seeing  
what really is ... TRUE ...  
their complete disregard  
for .... Public Issues ....  
  
Those that affect ... ME ... !!!  
and those that affect ... YOU .. !!!.  
  
if you turn TEN around  
it just becomes ... NET ... !!!  
  
Well .......  
The trap's long been ... SET... !  
to keep people ... DOWN ...  
and wearing .. A FROWN ... !!!  
  
Unless you are wearing  
A Wig ... and ... A Gown ...  
and clearly ... Ofcourse ...  
All These ... Government Clowns ... !!!  
  
So ... How does that sound ... ?  
Am I .... Lying to You ... !?!  
or am I just ... Trying ...  
to pass on ... Some Truth ...  
about ... Propaganda ...  
and Lies .... Leaders USE ...  
to give themselves ... Pounds ...  
through trust they ... Abuse ... !!!!!  
  
See ... " The Poverty Gap " ...  
is all ... part of their plan ...  
  
Immigrants this & Immigrants that !!!  
Their words divide masses and  
" Widens " ....... The Gap .............  
while they plan .... Rubbing Hands .... !!!  
  
See .... Communities .....  
that are filled with ... "PEACE" ...  
RELY ON ............... UNITY .......... !!!!!!!  
  
Which In Turn ........  
should then .... mean ....  
that they ... " No Longer Need "  
Heavy Handed .... Police .... !!!!!!!!!!!!!!  
  
Now ..... Capitalists ......  
are just New Age Fascists  ......  
or ..... Yes you have guessed ..... !!!!!  
are New Age ..................... Separatists ............  
  
So ...... Who in the end .....  
Benefits ...... from all this ..... ??????  
  
Please ..... THINK about this .....  
before ..... Parting Your Lips ..... !!!!!  
  
if we hate each other ...  
because of our ... Colour ...  
or ... because of ... Pride ...  
that we should put ... ASIDE ... !!!!!!!!!  
  
These people in Power ....  
just sit back and .... Smile ....  !!!!!!  
  
and keep passing laws ...  
that ensure that the poor ...  
STAY ... " Right Where They Are ... !!! "  
  
Are you with me so far ... ???  
The rich just get richer ...  
and watch the rest ... " wither "  
  
because of ... The Strain ... !!!  
APPLIED ... to ... Our Brains ... !!!!!!!  
  
from .... riding on trains  
to bills we must pay ...  
just to maintain ...  
A Life ... " Less Restrained " ... !!!    
  
Well that's what they'll say ....  
So ... Let's ... Check That Okay ... !???!  
  
Working ... " LONGER DAYS "  
to earn ... " HIGHER PAY " ...  
so you can get ... A BREAK ...  
like a ........ NICE Holiday .......... !!!!!!  
  
but ...... travel these days  
can now ..... create Pain ..... !!!  
  
TERRORISTS .... they Complain ....  
may be on Your Plane ... !!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!!!!  
  
So you now NEED A BREAK !!!!!  
After Your ... Holiday ... !!!!!!?!!!!!  
  
It's all part of the game ...  
that's run by ... These Snakes ... !!!  
who clearly are ..... FAKE ..... !!!!!!!!!!!!!  
  
I think its time .....  
WE CALLED ... " Time " ... !!!  
  
on those ....  
Running .... OUR LIVES .... !!!!  
  
through their ... False ...  
............ Diatribe ...............  
  
Propaganda ........  
  
annnndddd ... LIES ... !!!!!!!!
Title says it all .....

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Governments & what they use, as their guide to, Governance ... ?!?
Brea Brea May 2013
Get me on my stomach and rub your stubble-like brambles against my cheek
breathe your humid heated desires on the backs of my ears
and into my coal
entangle your feet in mine
verbalize but don’t make much more than senseless noise, drag it out
sloooow
Grind that ribcage into me
As you make sweet, sweet silent passion into me
Dont get too comfortable so long as you're entwined just as me
Reel me a little further
Pull me back
don’t play too hard
you should know well
it's who we are
I'm more useful when I'm not besot by the torment
of not getting to feel the things that make me fall
Tangibles of your love, the winnings
of our games
I want to be enslaved by your grip
touched by your eyes
With tenderness to my viability
and my liability
I want to be the object of your affection
never the only one
That makes your sensible mind up and slip
Legs and bones tousled
Our heat displaced in-between
warm flesh slipping in and out
we move like one majestic animal
I'll make you move like a victim in my web
of endless sensualities
yowl like a hidden cat
in the dark
if you pounce my softness with your depths and integrity
to the moment
to what we besot
with our foolish tendencies
I'll be like talons
in your shoulders as I kiss your collar, gingerly
open me up, open me up wide
much like you, cringing by your side
let your inhibitions fall,
and your heart, next to me
your vulnerability is my sentimental call
let your head spiral
down my silhouette, hungrily
lay bare your tenderness
so I can sip, you can maul
untilll we fall
to primitive tendency
lap my primordial waters with your lulled tongue
lolling up in the cosmos
like our heroic sun
we know that we’re one

braid your fingers up into me

as we

as we

as we

loose ourselves in faceless time

loose ourselves, lovingly

I won’t own you, I don’t dare possess you outside of this bed

just give me this,

this one meaningful thing

to me in it’s stead
Kayla Knight Oct 2010
If I were to write a poem about you,
my haunted Spanish artista,
I wonder what it would look like.

Can words on a paper
simple lines and colorless letters
sum up what I feel when
I see you fears?

The war. A war I cannot imagine,
young and innocent as I am.

Would the words be jarring,
a handful of stinging bullets,
LOUD and TOXIC,
bombs and sirens and screams?

Would they be sloooow and sluuured,
blood seeping into the streets,
or the last rattling breath
of a dying man?

Or would they be quiet?
The quiet would be worst, I think
an aftershock of loss and pain,
salty tears whispering down
the cheeks of mothers holding still children,
prayers murmured into the night.

Mi Dios
Ayudame
*Por favor
© 2010 by Kayla Knight
Shannon Feb 2015
Rotted soul of good intention,
mine is an apple core
on an old black road
in a holy heat.
Sinner, slow down!
Sinner stop your dancing
and start praying
for your people
-mmmyes-
that they start praying
for you
child.
'Cause it's gonna take a churchyard full
of bake sales,
mmmhmm
and it's gonna take a winter full of galoshes by the church door
whoowee,
it's gonna take a village to save you, child.
Heathen, pull your skirt down!
stop them hips swaying left, slooow,
swaying right, sloooow
as you walk down that dirt road kicking up dust
like you was a young colt running.
Oh it's gonna take a lot saving,
Yessum, it's gonna take a lake a dunking...
Oh but Lord! It's gonna take a lot of praying,
Hallelujah, gonna need a lot of rosaries
to save your eternal life, girl
I am as rotten as a pit of peach,
dried and without yield. no value, no good.
Child, it's gonna take a revival to save this soul.
Mama, start that revival and save your babies soul.


sahn
2/6/15
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Nat Lipstadt Oct 14
a quote of Al Pacino

<>
it took/takes
a lifetime to get close
to where the answer
possibilities  don’t river
rush past, and each eddy
seems like that’s the one,
the definitive affirmative, 
 jump in and all you get
for misjudgment, is a
sopping wet
for your troubles

but you keep on jumping
from job to job, roll from
role to role, cause
even if the
last one is not
a fulsome answer, it
is in possess of the
creative release,
the high that satisfies
till you need a
new hit, another hint,
of tapping into
the vein of creation
that enlivens and
declares, I am purposed
for this,
no matter
how long it takes,
and or the
errors of mistooks,

me I’ll keep jotting down
jumbled jimmied words
in new combine
until such time -and rap,
I can say well shoot
that’s a wrap,

eyelid hints at
a rest but at
the same time
it gives forth
a sloooow wink,
that best poem
yet to come
won’t likely arrive
until it
comes forth
in a last gasp,

a final exhaustion,
exhaustive expelling
and even might be
highly satisfactory
breadth of a last and
everlasting breath~taking
****! just got
t a k e n




nml
11;09 am
Oct. 14, 2024
Mike Hauser Oct 2017
I have this dream nightly
Of Rubber Chickens chasing me
I try and hide but still they find
Me amid obnoxious screams

With flopping heads that flap right and left
Where sanity is kept I do my best
As Rubber Chickens chase me nightly
Through my dreams on deserted streets

With no weapon in hand with which to fight them
Not even a carving knife
If you do a fact check you'll see they're already dead
So there's no fear for their lives

Sometimes the dream's in sloooow mooootion
Like running through fields of quick sand
Sometime's I'm the Rubber Chicken
Sometime's they're frightened man

If anyone out there interprets dreams
Can you tell me what all of this means
As I'm being chased nightly
By Rubber Chickens through the streets in my sleep
Nina McNally Aug 2010
Tomorrow's another day.
How long has it been since we've talked last?
It's been so busy, I've been busy.
Sitting here now, I realize how much time really means.

In one minute I'm with you and the next I'm
Sitting at home checking my e-mails.

Why does time have to be so fast or so sloooow?
And why do people always take time from me?
Really they don't, but it sure feels like they do.
NinaAbby: written because I seem to never have time. & I'm sorry for not being on here much anymore...but stuff needs to be done, right?
copyright; 2010
McNally, Inc.- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry
Donall Dempsey Apr 2018
EARL GREY -SLICE OF LEMON
( αφιερωμένη στην Κωνσταντῖνος - Προφέρω τον ποιητή) )

Cathy was
my imaginary friend.

Went everywhere together.
Did everything together.

We two were
as one.

But alas Cathy was
not long for this world.

She got run over
by a milk float.

I can still hear the rattling
of the bottles with the blue tops.

"NOOOOoooooooo!" I screamed
as if were were in a sloooow-mooooo movie.

She kept smiling at me
as the float flattened her.

I guess she got the physics
of the real and the imaginary

world tangled up
never saw it coming.

Death was instantaneous.
She couldn't have felt anything.

There was milk
everywhere.

After that I stuck to who
I knew were of this world.

I have now three 3-D friends.
Really!

Mum was relieved.
Stopped setting the table for two.

She had only ever
wanted the one child.

"No, thank you...I never
take milk.

Earl Grey.
Slice of lemon.
Anthony Collazo Feb 2020
You can't stop what I've set in motion
I'm too focused,
might do something accidentally
on purpose...
spike your punch drink
Wait for you to swallow
every droplet.
Then I'll let you know what I did
As your face glows with anger those effects
they will hit.
It's no secret I'm a danger
Been that way since
I was lil kid..
Choke you out
while screaming biih!

Little ******,
But a pyscho on the down low
My whole family always said
visit the doctor,
I would always reply
something like,
um hell no!
They could see all the head trouble
Even tried those pill bottles
Every month in the hospital
Doc's talking to me real
niiiccce and sloooow,
Trying to see if I need any medical
Again I'd scream
Hell no
Only thing I need is that medicinal!

I'd grab his lab coat
No!
I'd grab the stethoscope
Pull him in
Let him know
I'm broken
From head to toe
fractured bones
Child services basically
lived at home,
I hear an imaginary metronome
Late at night I see shadowmen
dancing to the toon.
wait no I mean tone.
or is it tune
I'm in love with the moon
I don't let my tounge touch the spoon,
Why are you looking at me like a lune
Do I look luney?
Don't treat me poorly
I promise only I can hurt me
You might just fuse my angry,

Ohh
seems I squeeze too tight he lost air
I might as well let him go
Pat him down
sit him up
Look at him like,

Hmmm there.

Walk out, then go back in a few weeks with another hair fracture
Hospitals like,
we're running out of doctors
It's this little *******
he keeps saying it was accidental...

Prescribe stronger medicine
the one he's on is weak..

One would scream,
Someone hold this kid
While the other run up like
Here a syringe

*Wait no I'm sorry
I promisssse shhhhit....

Eyes dropped back
Mind got trapped, in a place.
you wouldn't be able to escape
To weak I would say.
Even so
I grew up great
nothing can get in my way.

From my angle
I'm an angel
with a broken halo,
The world focuses on the negative
Like black and grey pics
that haven't been developed,
you know those little strips.
That you save saying one day you'll go to Walgreens photo booth and process them,
but you never do
they just sit there getting old,
Yeah those.

I hope acting cold
makes you feel at home
I hope you get everything you deserve
I hope you try to stop what I've set in motion sooooo........

well you know.

— The End —