"telethon" poems
The farmers are doing it tough
Tough, it is hard to understand
Why they give money to the farmers and when it comes to helping the homeless they don’t give a ****
You see people give all the money to protect the farmers
And they don’t want to help the homeless
The homeless need more money
They are sleeping rough rain hail or shine and if we don’t get rain the farmers want to be helped, mind you the food comes from there and you know what Australians think of Aussie grown and we must sort of think of that but the homeless are swept under the rug by Australians when they ask for a few simple dollars and they get nothing, and you never see a telethon on television for them
But you see the formers get the nod, well I suppose farmers are having a tough time but they have a home at night to go to
While the homeless have nothing
Sorry, I feel strongly about helping homeless people through tough times and I am just saying my piece
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
A child without water,
a rich man drinks his coffee.
A father unable to provide,
a rich kid gets a new car.
A mother lies awake, body ravaged by AIDS,
while the Hollywood hills expose their costly ills.
The dream of equality is nowhere to be found
while the lives of the many are repressed and pushed down.
Executives and suits lived gluttonous youths
while a father works to death to fill his children’s mouths.
There is a solution to this problem of society,
one which the telethon celebs won’t give up quietly.
It doesn’t involve guilt-trips on TV.
It doesn’t need attention constantly.
Socialites shouldn’t seek their own satisfaction
if the only result is our continued inaction.
What is really necessary, what really needs doing,
is to get out there and get ourselves moving.
It’s the work of us commoners
that will fill up the bellies.
It’s the donation of the middle class
that will educate young ladies.
The revolution of giving needs to be started
or else who will care when our own lives grow stunted?
The world all together relies on us all
to give out our hand and make our brothers stand tall.
It’s these simple acts which will strengthen the pillars
of mutual respect for our society’s sisters.
So don’t wait any longer for a celeb to rise up.
It’s these people below them who’ll fill up the cup.
No debutante or heir can fill every belly
by thinking of their pride and unearned glory.
Never before has it felt so right
to be the common man, helping a peer in his plight.
Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 3:16 AM UTC
Paralyze
Crippled youth decadent edification
Parental units fornicate prior to infantile animation
***** and left at the scene
Premature aged tragedy
Perceptive to the lessons of life
Based on adolescent obsessive observations
Thighs binding in the district of oral cavities
Physique constricted to paroxysms
Epileptic ear-piercing *******
Quivering leg hypothesis
Scream my name
Mechanical erotica
Spasm surrounding bionic limbs
Shrouded desires and ***** hallucination
High-quality with your skull banging into the headboard
Schoolgirl fantasy finished in chrome
Silver stream lined destruction
Nitro *** drive
Touch me
**** me
Use me
Blow me
I hate myself for this
Apr 24, 2011
Apr 24, 2011 at 10:04 AM UTC
Splinter my tongue
Inspired by serpents
Cutting teeth on wicked prayers
Sharpened on limestone caskets
I try too hard to deceive
Where and when will it all end
Diamonds, roses, words
These things are promised
Homes, spirits, and bones
These things are broken
Broken
I've been here all along
Laying roses on your grave
Roses on your grave
We die too quickly
This telethon is over
Fireworks in the clear blue sky
Fireworks in the clear blue sky
Fireworks in the clear blue sky
Apr 25, 2011
Apr 25, 2011 at 6:22 AM UTC
It's not in your best friend
It's not in your high school sweetheart
It's not in your soulmate
It's not in your it's complicated
It's not in your girl next door
It's not in your boo or beau
It's not in your bae or your roll in the hay
It's not in your one night stand that stayed too long
It's not in your wet dream telethon
It's not in your one that got away
It's not in your rebounds
It's not in your first or last chances
It's not in your love at first sight
It's not in your second glances
It's not in your some day
It's not in your angels
It's not in your baby birds
It's not in your ol lady or your man
***It's not in any name you call out to the lonely night skies
It's in the piece of mind that everything is right***
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 8:28 PM UTC
can’t get a hold of HIM tonight,
phones are busy, lines are jammed
in this reverse marathon telethon
where the callers are the beggars,
pleading for donations from the Lord.
The Lord is busy right now.
To leave a message after the tone:
press 1 for health
press 2 for wealth
press 3 for love
press 4 for all the above
press 5 press 6 press 7
if you want to go to heaven.
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
Jerry lewis, a man I call laugher
Comical sketches that would have many fans in stitches
Craziness that you would get anyone’s attention
But one can’t forget Dean Martin with Jerry Lewis now that is something I had to mention
But comedy wasn’t the only side to Jerry Lewis
Mr. Lewis had a serious side, Jerry Lewis would often host the MDA Telethon
It was a cause close to Mr. Lewis heart
It was about children and adults suffering from MDA
Mr. Lewis was committed to that cause being his devotion
Jerry Lewis laughter scenes being a craze
But there was something to the laughter in sketches being an amaze
Mr. Lewis lived to be 91 years old
If he would tell stories it would a wonder of behold
But Heaven has Jerry Lewis in laughter with his name
It was Hollywood totally in Mr. Lewis fame
Yet Heaven has Mr. Lewis soul which will remain
Sleep well Mr. Lewis, you lived your life to the fullest
Inspiration to all our hearts
It’s at the moment the remembrance of laughter with a tear
Yet it’s your encouragement for us in continuing to preserver
Laughter is about fun and being full of joy
You gave us that to enjoy
Thank you for the laughter and comedy
You are appreciated in your efforts and commitment with the MDA
You gave more than your talent
This is honorable and no one should be silent
You left us being your final bow
Long lasting memory of talent being oh wow
Until our paths cross again
I cannot say when
We will meet once again
I will be speak to you in Heaven then.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 12:57 PM UTC