Tag Archives: hate
It’s No Mystery
Why do we think we know what’s best for others When we do such a laughable job living ourselves Despite how we look, act, all are sisters, brothers Make as much sense as bookcases without shelves If all the hate were turned to love and down to up To balance all of the mistakes made […]
Soon Inevitably
Soon comes the view upon high Cityscape spreading before me Colors in my mind linger nigh Our museum trip worth the fee Vibrant glory brings restoration Reminds me what life is worth Inquiry, art kinds of exploration Requires us to boldly step forth Not all journeys must we travel Yet they all seek some discovery […]
We’re Gone;
Everything’s rapidly growing worse It is true in prose, it is true in verse We’ll all party until we finally drop Time will show us we’re not on top Let’s dance across the sands of time To discover that it is just quick-lime Or sink into the slime and the ooze It does not matter […]
Look of Wonder
Oh for the look of amazed wonder Which can be seen in a child’s eyes When it’s all new, here and yonder They’ve not learned to hate, despise Over time, it all becomes mundane As you excel at talking in your head Your world narrows, cannot explain Only hear your own chatter instead When you […]
Dialogue
I haven’t posted for a week, though I have material ready. I’ve started several pieces, but this is the first one I’ve completed in that same length of time. I’ve been troubled by a reply I believe was intended for me, in response to a satiric poem I wrote about Donald Trump. (I’ve included it […]
Sad to Report
Like the narcissistic needs of a reborn Christian’s god Donald Trump requires constant praise and adoration It doesn’t even matter if he earns the presidential nod He’ll say, do and promise anything for your adulation It seems there is nothing too incendiary or outrageous My friend says it is simply in the cause of politainment […]
Small and Petty
Find, for me, a small and petty god One grown right from my local sod Who, as me, thinks, acts and looks Who can be branded by the books A proper deity, for me, should sate The horded hunger I have for hate Teach spare the rod, spoil the child Make my wife abide meek […]
Here, Then Gone
Do we believe that the world will remain That it and we will always stay the same Our thoughts and actions we must retain No different than all who play the game Most agree our world is a different place Fire, water, ice, wind, life here, then gone No exception; we all run in the […]
No Guarantee
For my friend, Chris. He’ll know why. Blow it up or blow it down No point us hanging around We start again as a beginner If we lived as saint or sinner Still and all, it’s been before Not by us, so now our chore Some craven but some brave Dumb, brazen sum’s a grave […]
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