Poetry & Collaboration, What is the Link...?
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Warning - Disclaimer: This is a, Politically Incorrect Zone, For Entertainment Purposes Only;
Bamboozled No More!
To You
A Poetic Duet
One of those days
when you seem to be
walking slow
on a planet
spinning
super fast.
weighed down by gravity and situations as if in a swamp, bogged down
in the foot, boot sucking mud, everything moving fast and past, left behind
You are trying
to keep up
as best you can.
You have
magically
survived
like running towards or away from someone or something in a dream,
slow motion, standing still, running, and somehow making it to see morning
many tedious
moments in
this crazy cosmos.
You’re ready to
spin own circles
with ease and grace.
exhaustion, ready to peel free and fly, weightless,
like a bird or cloud, worry free
The stars speed
forward, towards
the sun,
which makes for
the best todays
and tomorrows.
minding only the now and creations beauty
Focus on a life
minus all those
self doubts.
You are doing
what ancestors and God
knew you could do.
You’re moving forward,
learning to embrace all
the cosmos has to offer.
shucking off societal shamings
embracing self, good, bad, & ugly
weaknesses into strengths,
self hate to love of self,
damning the torpedoes, transforming full speed ahead...
full speed ahead.
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In Conclusion,
Op-Ed
in another long piece...
From the Epic Rant File:
case number 23/30-04/16/2024
After all the jacks are in their boxes,
Shakespearean culture's been Pucked,
Pandora's released new poxes,
and environments been royally gucked...
streets crawl with jackasses
common sense chucked
lost, wandering masses,
youth, ripe and easy to induct...
civil war calamity
sovereign migrants trucked
states of sanctuary
like oysters shucked...
product quotas rise
quality hucked
production recall surprise
system bucked...
fair wage inflation
economy bad lucked
doddering vampires lead nation
citizens blood sucked...
direct action activists
free speech zones rucked
hippies and supremacists
rubber bullets, everyone ducked...
females emancipated
vaginas plucked,
males emasculated,
penises tucked...
politico proposed solutions
liberal tongues cluck-clucked,
and extrapolated evolutions
comics nyuck-nyucked...
For Humankind Self Preservation
Society needs to be Mucked,
cuz, with every rotation...
we are so fucked...so fucked...so fucked...fuck...
ucked.
[radio edit, we are so flucked...so flucked...so flucked...fluck...ucked]
UCKED
(a Well Placed Fuck Pome)
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.
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