Mock News
Mock the homeless
Mock the poor
But not the man with billions more.
Mock the injured
Mock the sick
But not the rapper and his dick.
Mock the jobless
Mock the meek
But not the presidential freak.
Mock the caring
Mock the carer
Not the weaponised arms bearer.
This is how they keep us servile
Media mocking
Headlines puerile
It’s up to you to judge their reason
For saying I’m committing treason.
Wide Awake (Oh What a Night!).
One of the reasons I can’t sleep
Is you
Two lips
Kissing me all night!
Three blind mice is also in my head
After singing it to her all day
Four Seasons’ songs singing me awake
Five Guys burgers also laying heavy
In my gut and
Six Flags like nausea swirling my head as
The room spins
Seven Flags waves splash my mind as I try to sleep
Whilst drowning in awake.
Probably no explanations needed… but just in case
:)
x
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDxhugRKZ8g
http://www.fiveguys.com/menu
https://www.sixflags.com/
https://www.texasstandard.org/stories/in-laredo-its-seven-flags-over-texas/
https://www.visitlaredo.com/business/seven-flags-splash-park
Oh
and finally xxx
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8JEm4d6Wu4
The Wrong Life
Looking out of the window
I knew I should leave.
This place
Wasn't the place for me.
But I was raised to stay,
Taught not to be a quitter,
To tough it out
And I achieved so much
And helped so many
By doing so much good
And living the wrong life.
It cost me dearly
Like an actor
Making up lines
Not knowing the script
Yet still moving the story on
In the right direction,
So others can play their role to perfection.
But now
This wrong life
Is exposed
To public view
And everybody knows.
So few remain to shake my hand
And thank me for my work
In saving many
At my own expense.
Instead, I see the horror
And accusations.
The condemnation for living this lie
That kept them all on track.
They tell me, with scorn and disgust
I have lived the wrong life.
As my other life disappears
Over my horizon
And out of sight.
No Promises Except This One
I vow to stop promising things to myself
I never keep those promises so I never stop making mistakes
I vow to stop promising things to myself.
I vow to be honest to myself
I know myself better than anyone else.
Which doesn't bode well for anyone else because I don't know myself very well.
But I do know promises to myself always end in smoke and failure.
I start my promise tomorrow and I'll keep it till I don't want to.
Sorrow
They say sorrow floats
So I put mine in boats
And float it away –
Couldn’t bear it to stay.
You can’t drown sorrow though
As the records all show
If you drink to forget
You’ll remember it yet.
When I float it away
It will come back one day
Often worse than before
Beating down my mind’s door.
So there’s no other way
Face your sorrows today
Deal with each one by one
’Til your sorrows have gone
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gG5AdGWnVU
I posted this about 4 months ago, but it is appropriate for this challenge, I think.
Grudgingly loved
You never kiss me
On paper
Or in reality.
And virtually I see
No expression of love.
And yet.
A hint,
Or glimmer
Or half-dimmed shimmer
Shows me something
You may even deny.
A touch of love
A word
Or glance
A turn of phrase
Unchained, perchance
By your usual calm and
Icy gaze,
Sets my heart ablaze.
Enchanted as I am
By unseen beauty
And magical words,
Sent, by the by,
To ensnare my heart.
And I am ensnared.
Willingly.
For mark my words
I could escape
If I did not feel love.
And when I leave
Which I will surely do,
You will know the pain of loss.
For though I am grudgingly loved
(I see you smile
And hear denial
Even now)
For though I am grudgingly loved
I will be lavishly missed
And you will whisper my name
And sigh.
