Poetry by Brian37 (poems by an atheist)
Offline I post all over the web, but I want a back up in case my computer or one particular website goes down.
I have decided to edit this post because I do not like giving people the wrong impression. I cannot read Shakespeare to save my life. I just remember this one line from act 5 scene 5 and put my own spin on it. I've had to explain this over and over so here I decided to put that in this post so there is no more presuming what I know or don't know. But the plot of MacBeth is the old lesson, you can have everything and nothing at all at the same time. And how did all that cruelty serve you in the end? But I do not like play summeries calling him a Nihisist, because it is possible to not do what he did, and accept life as being finite, and sitll have morals without religion.
NEW EDIT 9/19/22 I got pissed at myself that I was scared to read MacBeth, so tonight, I forced myself to read it online. Now mind you, I did not understand it line for line, but basically Macbeth was an assdhole who murdered his way to the top, and did not believe the 3 witches prophcies. He murdered Duncan and had Banquo murdered. Banquo's ghost haunts Macbeth. And made the grave mistake of attacking McDuff's family and killing them(If I am reading this correctly) But Lady MacBeth has a guilty conscience and kills herself, upon finding out Macbeth basically says that life is not worth living and he should go down with a fight anyway, but refuses to fight Macduff face to face and Macduff kills him as the hero. ( I SERIOUSLY read the entire play every line, tonight. I even know where the famous line "double double, toil and trouble". comes from. The three witches, basically saying "look out Macbeth" your ass is in trouble.
So basically the moral of the play, don't be a fucking asshole when trying to get to the top, or "the bigger they are the harder they fall". Reminds me of the movie Scarface and all the shitty things Tony did to get to the top and all for not. But Sosa in that case was not a good guy either.
QUOTE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MACBETH:"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Here is my spin on that wonderful and profound line:
Out, Out brief candle, By Brian37
To-deities, and to-gods, and to-God
Creeps in this petty tyrant from day to day
Until the extinction of humanity new ones will be invented
And all our yesterday's Gods have been created by fools
The way to tribal death. Out out brief myth
Claims are but a walking shadow, a poor reflection
That struts our narcissism upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by the credulous, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.
(END)
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The Perch, by Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter).
It's not about rights
It's about marketing fear
Decade after decade
Year after year
A clock tower
He went atop
Murderd several
It never stops
Happy Meals
In San Ysidro
21 dead
Made my yearbook
Galleghar's act
Smashes a watermellon
In a grade school
Without warning
The originalist
Live a lie
To sell more and do nothing
Everything will be fine
It's not about rights
It's always been about money
Violence sells weapons
The factories make profits
They shout
"It's the mentally ill"
Then run from their argument
When we agree to do something
They shout
"It's the criminals"
Then run from their arguments
When we agree to do something
They shout
"It's the terrorists"
But the truth for the makers
It's always about profits
32 floors up
Just like in Texas
A disturbed person
Had easy access
I am beyond sick
When they say
"Keep them out of the wrong hands"
Then scream when we agree
It is nothing short
Of indoctrination
Obsession of an object
Abandoning reason
36 thousand
Die from use
In every fasion
You can think of
Month after month
Year after year
Decade after decade
They close their ears
Follow the money
If you want the truth
It is about profits
Not telling the truth
I've written prose
On gun violence before
I want to see the day
When I don't write anymore.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Kid Rocks In His Head, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter).
To support that Jon
The toilet named Don
Shitting on the office
Your credibility gone
A Panther's fan
In the stands
Punches and old man
You worry instead
Instead you condemn
Peaceful kneeling
Pointing out
Inequality dwelling
Rocks in your head
You're just a Kid
Marshall Mathers
Has got you dead
Dead to rights
You're fighting for whites
Hyper nationalist facists
He's got in his sights
Capping your logic
You support a neurotic
Vilifies Puerto Rico
A part of our nation
Charollotesville
No accident
Not for free speech
But intimidation
There is no rhyme
To your rap
Supporting 45
His vile crap
Just so you know
Your remake was shit
Alabama and America
Can do better than Kid
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"A Cup Of Jo", By Brian37, (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37)
A scrappy lady
Of the 80s
Took no guff
At the Eastland Prep school
I know it is a Fact
She was a character
But I desperatly wanted
Her to protect me
I had nothing but bullies
In real life
Need a cup of Jo
To escape my real life
To stand up to Blair
To make it obvious
The boys on my block
Stop beating me up
Men of the world
Even today
Need to learn
It really is ok
For girls and women
To lead the way
I need a cup of Jo
To make my way
I lived in isolation
In the basement
Jo wouldn't have put up
With that harrasment
Why should I care
If a female does dare
To protect a male
Or lead a nation?
Females make up
Half the world's population
A cup of Jo
Is fine with me.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Nothing, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
What happens when
A cockroach dies
The same thing as
It's pre life
What happens to
Bacteria and virus
No after life
When medicines kill it
What happens when
You kill a black widdow
Or rattlesnake
Has it a soul to continue?
Seems arbitrary
And self centered
To apply selectively
The ever after
To only the cute
And at best pets
To chalk it up
To mythology and magic
What will happen
After I die?
I refuse to buy
A comforting lie
The planet did fine
Long before
Long before
I was born
I am not drawn to
Nor foolled by the fiction
Of old folklore
That never existed
I'll be fine
With my finite ride
I am not more special
Than any other life
Here and now
Is where I am
Seeking non violence
Seeing good in man
The movie has credits
At the end
The concert a last song
The football game ends
Still I see wonder
My sense of awe
I still feel love
That has never gone
Of course I feel pain
I do fear death
But not in any
Mytholotical context
I fear pain
That when prolonged
But I cant fear nothing
After I am gone
The fictional forever
Is nothing more
Than a comic book reflection
Of human's desires
It will be ok
To focus on now
To skip the mythology
Of a magic why and how
I'll still have
Ups and downs
I simply face it
In the here and now
What will happen
After I die
For a while
I'll live in loved ones minds
But as far as me
Personally
I will be nothing
In cosmic history
Just in knowing
Long ago
Stars exploded
Prodcing atoms
Producing materials
That made this planet
My teporary home
This is fantastic
But I need not of
Mythology
I will be nothing
Eventually
What is the use
A theist will ask
Why isn't now
Good enough?
I was obscurity
Prior to my birth
I will return to the same
After my time on earth
Nothing is nothing
Nothing to fear
Enjoy your time now
Love those you hold dear.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Under The Radar, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37)
Under the radar
Means just that
It does not mean
You survived death
If you are revived
To take another breath
In full faculty
You were never dead
If you heart stops
And you make it through
All that means
There was a window
A window,
Just enough juice
Even if medical equipment
Doesn't detect it
But once enough
Of your brian cells die
You don't come back
You don't survive
The heart stopping
Only means it stopped
Within a window
Revival is possible
"Life after death"
Is not anthing more
Than our species desire
To live ever more
It isn't real
If it were
You could decapitate someone
And magically cure
My mother did not
At the funeral home
Climb out of her casket
Though I was desperate
Wanting more
Time with her
But utopia thinking
Isn't a cure
If you come back
A doctor did that
Not a string puller
No rabbit out of a hat
Your neurons do fire
After the heart stops
But within a window
Is what makes it possible
I watched my mom die
And on that last day
I could tell
There was no way
What I was seeing
Was the brain dying
The person I loved
In her decline
I will not take pain
Or that of death
As harsh the reality
And sugar coat it
There is no
Life after death
There is no such thing
As reincarnation
What comforts me
Is the time I have
With loved ones and friends
And the things we did
I am thrilled
Science has figured
How to pull someone out
Who is still in that window
But no matter what
It is only so much
The reaper will get
Every one of us.
Instead of dreaming
Thank medicine
Thank a doctor
For saving you
But your delusion
Is nothing new
King Tut's Egypt
Had their fictions too
Spend your one life
In non violence
Value science and reason
Family and friends
For in the end
It always ends
A second chance
Means you were never dead.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Three Men And A Baby", By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
John in Nam
Stood up to them
Said he was a good man
While running for president
Khan did not fight
So you could vilify
An intire religion
Read our First Amendment
And now David
In Niger
There is no low
You wont sink too
Your bellowing voice
Is getting old
Your pettiness
Is vile and cold
You had spurs
You got out
Then have the nerve
To insult their service
There is no excuse
For such words
There is no party oath
To join or serve
The Constitution
They are sworn to protect
No matter republican, libertarian
Or democrat
They are three men
You are a baby
You are spitefull
And were never ready
John is a hero
So was Khan
You'll never be them
Or come close to Johnson
War is no game
Death is final
The familys left behind
Have the same thing in common
Not in that
Of political party
But love of our country
And what it stands for
Not that of hate
Or vilification
Nor the scapegoating
You won the election
We are tired
Of your nationalism
I agree with Bush Jr
Your politics is toxic
David's mother
Heard what you said
You're calling her a liar
In her moment of pain
Three men and a baby
McCain, Khan and Johnson
The bone spur brat
Compassion is lost on
Bush and Obama
On the same day
Your politics of vilification
Must be done away
Done away with
We've come too far
To allow you to divide us
We want this to stop
You didn't run
To lead our nation
You bone spur baby
You ran for attention
Like a frat drunkart
"Hold my beer"
Nothing but ego
Masturbate in the mirror
John endured torture
Khan and Jhonson died
Three men and a baby
Bone spur brat lied
A one party state
We have never been
How dare you insult
Those who serve in
Three men and a baby
Shut your trap
Orange bone spur brat
We've had enough of that.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Five-0, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
It must frustrate you
Our pesky constitution
Seperation of powers
You'd be stupid to fire him
He's got Chin Ho and Danno
Crawling up your past
White House Wo Fat
Your destractions wont last
Dragnet closing in
Tweets are all you have
Deflection and blame
Mueller is not afraid
You are the robber
In the San Fransisco diner
Make Mueller's day
If you try to fire
Indictments handed down
"Book em" we have now
I hope they flip on you
It will not be too soon
Five-0 is protected by
Seperation of powers
Though you may try
To erode them by the hour
Our nation is not
Run by a despot
Your tweets will not save you
I hope you're left to rot
Rot in impeachment
Hubris takes a fall
Seperation of powers
Will protect us all
Comey you did fire
But that does not matter
Five-0 never gives in
Because of seperation of powers.
Mueller is our modern
Very real McGarrett
He wont back down
You will never scare him
Listen Nixon Wo Fat
There's sugar in his cup
The waitress tipped him off
Harry wont get lost
You've made your dead pool
It's a laundry list
Five-0 on your ass
I am glad you are pissed
President Narcissist
Will be forced to understand
Separation of powers
Is why America exists.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Churches, Schools, Dance Clubs OH MY, (AKA Brian Jame Rational Poet on FB and Brianrrs37 on twitter)
Black Churches
White Churches
Hotels, grade schools
Time after time
Don't hand me bullshit
It is about rights
It is about corporate profits
The makers lie
Any time
The sane propose laws
To reduce the violence
"No" is their cause
Sell more
And do nothing
It doesn't even matter
If the dead vote republican
"It's the mentally ill"
When the left agrees
They run from their argument
For all to see
"It's the terrorists"
Ok, lets do something
"Sell more and do nothing"
Is their only solution
"It's the criminals"
Fine, lets do something
"No!" is what they shout
Decades of delusion
"It's the domestic abusers"
Yes, the left would agree
Always from your arguments
You always flee
"It's not the object"
No, it does not have to be
But obssesion over such
Is what I see
All those above
Every category
Had ease of access
To commit their killing spree
I am extremly tired
Of all the false slurs
Comming from the far right
Suggesting we change our laws
Dont tell me you care
Then run out of fear
When we agree
We have a problem here
We do not want
A 1 party state
Of every firearm
We WONT confiscate
But like candy made
Some 90 per day
Die by firearm
In every way
Don't tell me you're tired
Like I am too
The offer "no"
And the same failed solutions.
Just like Newtown
This time in Texas
Even innocent chidlren
Die from do nothing
When is the right time
To have this talk?
How high the count
Before something get's done?
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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I Would Be, By Brian37 (AKA Brian37 on FB and @Brianrs37 on twitter).
I would be
If you were still here
This Novermber 11th
Not with you but near
Calling you late
To explain
Why I missed
The beggining of the game
You'd have called me
In the morning
I'd let you know
I went out shopping
But at 12pm
I'd run into
Things I did not
Expect to
Long lines at Walmart
Getting a late start
Leaving my beer
At Food Lion in my shoping cart
Having to go back
To retreave it
Wondering if
Someone stole it
And I was not home
At the begining of the game
Your alma mater
Ohio State about to begin the game
I could invison
You're desperate call
Where the hell is he?
Michigan State in your shoe.
I know you
You wouldn't know what to do
I'm not at home
To converse with you
But I got home
In the second quarter
To see J.T.
Had it all in order
I know you
You'd think I was murdered
When I don't call you on time
When you were worried
I wish you were still here
So I could call you
It was a rout for Ohio
A smile for you
It is a big shoe
You did fill
A teacher for all
The Buckeyes wont fall
I miss you
I love you Mom
I miss your calls
When the game is on.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Oumuamua, By Brian37 (AKA, Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
It is the real venture
Found by
The observatories
In the land of Pineapples
The real music
The dramatic cosmos
McGarrett in lab coat
Using telescopes
Discoverd an asteroid
A quarter mile long
Speed and direction
Prove not of our solar system
Sorry Pele, Sorry Allah
Sorry Jesus,
Sorry Apollo,
Sorry Yawhey, Sorry Buddha
You had your day
Made some great art
Some beatiful monuments
But that's about it
Telescopes and scientists
Discovered it
Without concocting
Religious myths
It was around
Before we could walk
It was around
Before we could talk
It never worried
About our superstitons
But it gives us answers
About the cosmos conditions
It is a reminder
That I am small
I mean nothing
To the universe at all
That's ok
I fear this not
I love the knowlege
The asteroid brought
Just to be here
Though not forever
Science amazes me
In what we discover
Oh old visitor
You humble me
The matter in you
Atoms in me
You're projected
To boomerang out
Of our solar system
Eventually
Meanwhile
It frustrates me
For all the good
I see in my species
They are far too stuck
On antiquity
Your ancient path
Is there to see
Petty temples
Needless wars
Religious tribalism
It ignores
To my species
I implore
We can do better
Than old folklore
It is ok
To question social norms
The far away visitor
Tells us far more
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Antebellum, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
We had separate lunch counters
We had share croppers
We had cotton pickers
We had slaves
But this superior
Attitude
Lead a Nazi also
To the same conclusion
That by proxy of right
And that of birth
Of that of religion
And that of skin
In that of kin
You were superior
And only war
Would save your lore
A myth to score
That of fear
For others to exist
You wont ignore
If they succeed
You will bleed
So seek to dominate
Oppress based on creed
Prior to the war
You were ignorant
No human is less than
Blame your ill intent
To dominate
To make others submit
It is no way
Life can be lived
Don't cling to the past
Don't cling to race
Dont cling to religion
Don't fuel death's pace
We are not here
To force others
We are not here
To oppress each other
The planet is much older
Than plantations
Older than Jihads
Older than submission
Our species mission
Is the same
To survive
And cooperate.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Antebellum, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
We had separate lunch counters
We had share croppers
We had cotton pickers
We had slaves
But this superior
Attitude
Lead a Nazi also
To the same conclusion
That by proxy of right
And that of birth
Of that of religion
And that of skin
In that of kin
You were superior
And only war
Would save your lore
A myth to score
That of fear
For others to exist
You wont ignore
If they succeed
You will bleed
So seek to dominate
Oppress based on creed
Prior to the war
You were ignorant
No human is less than
Blame your ill intent
To dominate
To make others submit
It is no way
Life can be lived
Don't cling to the past
Don't cling to race
Dont cling to religion
Don't fuel death's pace
We are not here
To force others
We are not here
To oppress each other
The planet is much older
Than plantations
Older than Jihads
Older than submission
Our species mission
Is the same
To survive
And cooperate.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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The Cake Boss?, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
Last we saw this
Gangs of bigots
Bridges and hoses
Time to end this
Its the same
Back of the bus
Seperate lunch counters
Stop we must
Deeply held
Is not an excuse
To discriminate
To peddle abuse
It'd be your dream
To do the same
To have them arested
Or throw them off rooftops
This is not
Nor ever was
About your "faith"
But your insecurity
It is not 1950
We wont go back
To that vile
Misery
We've seen this script
In all it's hate
Just a new target
It will be stopped
You can take your cake
With it's fecal frosting
And go out of business
That'd be deserving
You're merely frightend
That times are changing
Now ask me if I care
If your reign is ending
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Jump In The Fire, by Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Seems we've learned noting
From the tearful native
It's disturbing
Our planet's population
Is still adicted
The crude needle
Still stuck in our veins
The rotary technlogy
Still remains
Deadly gas pumps
Profits delay
Money to be made
Drill and rape
Spill and take
It's short term gain
Our ice box
Botom and top
Retreating because
Of our war like assault
I'm sorry Billy Joel
Yes, yes we did
We did start the fire
But we have the power
To put it out
Or slow it down
We have no choice
In this late hour
We cand afford
Anymore denial
It's our species survival
Or jump in the fire
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Jump In The Fire, by Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Seems we've learned noting
From the tearful native
It's disturbing
Our planet's population
Is still adicted
The crude needle
Still stuck in our veins
The rotary technlogy
Still remains
Deadly gas pumps
Profits delay
Money to be made
Drill and rape
Spill and take
It's short term gain
Our ice box
Botom and top
Retreating because
Of our war like assault
I'm sorry Billy Joel
Yes, yes we did
We did start the fire
But we have the power
To put it out
Or slow it down
We have no choice
In this late hour
We cand afford
Anymore denial
It's our species survival
Or jump in the fire
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Polysyllabic, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
I wonder if
Our Comander and Chief
Understands
Big words like his hands
The or ange ass hat
Big at tree
High pot an noose
Acuse minor a tees
Fox is to news
Like dee cap it tation
Is a cure for cancer
He'll save the nation
You are the cracker
Polly is Mara Lago
Playing you
With fewer syllables
MAGA is easy
To understand
Sell hyper nationalism
In short hand
To think is a sin
Blind loyalty the demand
The marketing simple
In Crayola land
45
You have the depth
Of a kiddy pool
And lexicon to match
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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SWATTING, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Disturbed they are
To make a fake call
Falsely allarm
That of law
Some are bomb threats
That never were
Others of hostages
Did not occur
But why should that matter
That's bad enough
The innocet they prank
Don't deserve death
The hypocrites
Advocate protest
In Iran
Where that brings on death
We've given too much power
With good intent
Public safety
Should not be shoot first
But this is a result
Of a flooded gun market
Where law has to be trained
Always assume the worst
An innocent man
Lost his life
His crime was merely
Answering the door
It should not be
About blacks or whites
But the flooded market
That ends innocent lives
The NRA
Loves it this way
Fear between
Law and society
Their corporate overlords
Get to sell to both
Violence is profitable
It sells more guns
SWATTING and suicides
Domestic violence
The mentally ill
Not just mass shootings
The flooded market
Lack of health care
The livable wages
Are not there
All in combo
Create the fear
Firearm CEOs
Sell more shares
We have to arm
Our law enforcement
To keep us safe
Then they kill us
What of the need
Of trials an juries
If the accused
Don't make it there?
The enemy isn't
Your neighbor or law
It is the sell of fear
That arms us all
Both the law
And society
And why this prank
Ended up deadly.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Baby It's Fraud Outside, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Every winter
Deniers in great numbers
Say "It's cold outside"
Ignorance lumbers
Stiffles and delays
What the scientists say
It's not about
One single day
The ice caps are melting
Because of our burning
Fossil fuels
The planet is warming
Take a cooler
Fill it with ice
Cover it then
With an electric blanket
The green house gasses
Are doing just that
Big oil monopolies
Short term profits
Of course it is cold
Just like if
In the middle
Of a hot desert
Out on your porch
You kept your freezer
Lef the door open
Cold air releases
But leave it open
Long enough
The freezer would break
Cease to cool us
It is simple
Middle school math
Not about one day
But long term averages
Our planet is warming
The data proves it
Shorter winters
More intense snowstorms
It's like dumping
That ice chest on you
But someday it will no longer
Cool you
The denial dangerous
The sea levels rise
Hotter summers
More wild fires
More frequent storms
Both snow and rain
That of tornados
And hurricanes
The computer models
Are very consistent
Taking millions and millions
Of temperature data points
Over the entire planet
Over the past century
Add them up
Divide to see
The worldwide temp
IS on the rise
It's not about one day
We should not deny
Our home is heating
If we don't stop
Or slow down
We could be gone
It will cause more famine
More rise in cost
Causing social unrest
Could lead to world war
The sane and scientists
Whom accept it as fact
Keep speaking against
That ignorant lot
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Crossing The Sahara, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
The apologist's disertation
They tout as truely amazing
But it really is nothing more
Than mental masturbation
Tedious it becomes
Wading through that wall
Giant wall of text
Like a snail crossing the Sahara
Void of any substence
Hardly explains anything
Airid mirrage logic
Fantasy still convinces them
They sell a butterfly
In reality it is a slug
Pour the salt of harsh logic
And soon it is all gone
Despite it's stubborness
Always slow to change
Our species still advances
When we question everything
Like a snail crossing the Sahara
It is worth the effort
To challenge mythology
To escape the the empty desert
We've escaped belief in sun gods
In favor of solar pannels
And we wouldn't be modern
If we didn't challenge all others
I still value the good
The empathy in my species
But religion is slow to change
And clings to absurdity
The Sahara is War And Peace
The tribes of antiquity
All want a piece
Justified by mythology
And I am crossing it
Watching everyone present
Their hollow disertations
Mere mental masturbation
Heat beats down on me
Not because I'm wrong
But I've called out superstitions
Whom wont last that long
They think I'm one to sweat
To die a lonely death
To suffer eternal torture
I challenge all of it
The street corner huslter
Selling the fake Rolex
The fake Gucchi bag
Out of the trunk of his rusted Honda Civic
10,000 years we've had
Since our first written words
It seems pretty selfish
Petty, cruel and absurd
If there really were
Someone helping us
You think it could do better
Than to leave you in the desert
Airid of any logic
Heatted left with fighting
10,000 years of murder
He won't step in to solve it
Tedious it becomes
All the different dissertions
All the flavors of apologists
Know they really have nothing
Like a snail crossing the Sahara
I can find my Oasis
In the arid land of theology
I reside in the bounty of science.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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In a Nutshell Scale Model, By Brian 37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter.)
In her words"To convict the guilty
Clear the innocent
And find the truth
In a nutshell"
If they figure out
If was the butler
In the library
A woman helped them out
Long before
She could vote
In a time women
Were expected not
Not to hold jobs
To stay at home
Death scene investigations
Where her thing
She saw the death
Of anyone
As somthing to
Be figured out
No matter class
No matter status
No matter that
Of your address
No matter of
Any past
Your loved ones
Deserved the task
Of finding out
Whenever law can
How it happened
How your life ended
Norman Rockwell
In Barbie doll scale
Extremely intricate
In gory detail
Frances Gessner
Lead the way
To modern forensics
That are still used today
A family masacared
Child and wife
The doll house mock up
Was it murder suicide?
It was not out of lust
For morbid attention
But out of compassion
Law could determine
I will not
Ever more
Look at doll houses
In the same score
It seems antiquated
The way she reconstructed
Blood spatter on beds
Windows and ceilings
But now her work
Is in a muesum
Helping future investigators
Help solve what they can
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Sonorous Bluster, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter),
Meaningless magniloquent
Boisterous cacophony
The Oval Office
In hate filled chaos
5 years of
Birther garbage
Down an escalator
Lowest denominator
Vilify and scapegoat
Sell that of hate
Not that of
Hope
I write this on
A holiday
About a man
Who uplifted everyone
On the steps
Of the Lincoln Memorial
He wanted us all
To be together
But decades later
In our top office
Is a boisterous, dangerous
Selfish narcissist
We cannot aford
Nor normalize
Such vile politics
Least America die
Hope is what
Is uplifting
That of King, JFK
Obama's way
Instead a billow
Fiery forked tongue
The orange snake
Of which we shouldn't condone.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Not So Rosie Now, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
He had his money
Handed to him
His dad demeaned
A job his brother went in
"Glorified bus driver"
Is how he described it
An honest job
What is wrong with a pilot?
That famous bent bicep
Clinched determined fist
Naomi Paker
Workers are worth it
While president Bone Spur
Never spent
Any length of time
In labor with sweat
His language sounds like
What motivated Rosie
Rivets for
A fight against
The distruction of
Our western values
Roise is gone
He's still threatens us
Not what we should want
In politics
America needs
To value the worker
They talk of the Stock Market
They talk of gas prices
But that of factory workers
Retail and bus drivers
Wages are not
Keeping up
With the cost of living
To make workers Rosie
You're dad was wrong
Labor is valuable
Should not be demenaed
Not be devalued
So long Rosie
We will carry the torch
Push back against those
Whom seek to divide us
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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No Mystery To Death, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and Brianrrs37 on twitter)
It is an end
The final end
No afterlife
To defend
Slow or fast
Nothing will last
No floating soul
In an afterlife
An appleal to emotion
A grand delusion
That we live beyond
A mere illusion
Instead of clinging
To this absurdity
We could do better
For humanity
In extending life
The finite time we have
In problem solving
The things we have in common
Need of food and shelter
To avoid squaller
Yet of trophys egos
Far too many clammor
Accolades accrue
For as short time
Mounuments built
End in decline
Of rats and cheese
Amazed of the maze
Zapped by the blue light
The flies are dazed
And we all fall
No matter how tall
Where we end up
Matters not at all
If survival
Is our goal
It has to be about
Humanity as a whole
Not of power
Not of celebrity
Not of one nation
In human history
But that of compassion
Not of superstition
That of reason
Our best ammunition
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Arm Everyone" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter).
Those of the right
Rightfully condemn
Mixing the Koran
And that of weapons
There was a day
When the NRA was sane
When it valued safety
Not a profit lobby
But fear works
It sells firearms
To both society
And cops
It't sells Glocks
And bump stocks
AR-15s
And banana clips
Meanwhile cops
Punch in on the clock
Wondering if
They'll make it home at all
The rural right
Pitted against urban citizens
Not understanding
They've been pitted against
Pitted against
Each other needlessly
For nothing but
That of shear profit
Just like tobacco
Just like lead in gas
Protecting an industry
No matter the cost
I live on the coast
In South Eastern NC
And not even here
We are gun violence free
Follow the industry
Follow the money
If you want
To end this misery
A flooded market
And ease of access
Maintained by greed
And corporate profits
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Just The Right Time? By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
You passed last year
No longer hear
But the rest of us
Have lots to fear
Evangelicals
Skinheads and Nazis
Have their MAGA
In our highest office
The doomsday cult
Have their warhawk
Whom selected Bolton
Whom gave us Iraq
Are we on
The ege of WW3?
I hope I am wrong
For all of humanity
The market tumbled
700 points
A trade war with China
Threats to Iran
Maybe last year
Though I'd still want you hear
Was a good time to go
Before a nuclear war
You got to choose
To pass in peace
45 may not
Give me that choice
Just the right time
I don't know
Will I reach old age
I'm not so sure
Maybe you were lucky
And wont have to see
One man destroy
Humanity
Is there anybody
To stop his insanity?
Mueller, congress
Anybody?
What good
Would it be mom
All you left me
Suddenly gone?
You'd be proud
I bought a new home
How long will it last
Not sure at this point
For the wrecking ball
Shooting of his mouth
Hands on the codes
Could end it all
You passed away
I still want you now
But maybe it was the right time
To miss the fallout
I hope I am wrong
I hope I live long
I hope he's forced out
Before all is gone
You didn't scrimp
You didn't save
All those decades
For it to be incinerated
I'd be homeless
If it were not for you
But it seems one politician
Wants to destroy everything.
Will there be
Another generation?
Not so sure
With him in the office.
You never abandon me
Always protected me
But what will be left
If anything?
Is there anyone
Anyone at all
To get the mainiac
To back off?
Will I be witness
To a nuclear holucaust?
I hope all your efforts
Were not futile or lost.
Just the right time?
When you passed?
I hope I am wrong
After all you have done
If the order comes
And the world is done
Vaporize me
Instantaniously
I don't want to see
Global suffering
I want to go peacefully
Just like you did.
I hope all your saving
And a lifetime of loving
Won't be done in
By one politician
(end)
I love you Mom, I miss you. I know you'd still worry about me if you were still alive. But we are living in dangerous times. I am simply hoping we still have time, that all your work won't be wiped out in the push of a button. But if it were to happen, I don't want to see it comming.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Enough, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Gingerbread houses
In Newtown
6 minutes in In Parkland
The youth struck down
Walking home
In Chicago
His brother murdered
By a robber
And one day
As a kid
My dad got drunk
And shot his 38
With me in the room
I escaped that doom
But death by firearm
Hits 96 times a day
Grab your popcorn
Get ready to die
In your churches
And college campus
It is rampant
And the reason why
One industry
And their blood lobby
Don't hand me bullshit
We want a dictatorship
Austrial and Scotland
Got a handle on it
No zip code
Is safe from it
I hear about firearm violence
Even out in the sticks
Domestic murders
And suicides
Unattended firearms
End kids lives
A safer society
Is all we want
No dictatorship will arise
If we reduce the violence
King had no gun
Nor did Malala
All they wanted
Was society to be safer
I am sorry if
My voice bothers you
Or my voting habbits
But we are through
We are tired
Of hearing in the news
All the firarm violence
That is needless too
They will not stop us
We are not detered
We don't need violence
To have our voices heard
The power of the pen
Always stronger than swords
You've been put on notice
NRA, you've been warned
Humans have rights
Objects do not
96 die daily
Because of your lies
We don't want
A dictatorship
Just a safer society
We are tired of it
Gingerbread Newtown
Parkland 6 minites
Roof in the pews
Blood in theaters too
Every zip code
Deserves to be safe
Free from domestic violence
Take back our streets
For too many decades
One lobby has ruled
We've had enough
We won't be fooled
Our voices stronger
Than any weapon they choose
To threaten the survivors
Of firearm violence
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Lowered Expectations, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
The GOP not the party
Of Lincoln
Or that of
Teddy
Bonzo
Set a low Barr
The rust belt states
Fell very far
He busted
The air traffic unions
Started the age
Of deregulation
36 years
Of wage stagnation
Billionaires still bitch
About being victims
Now they want
To falsely play victim
While their dear leader
Kicks out transgender
Who did what
He could not do
Spiteful and petty
Is all he can do
Fancy not
Him "shaking things up"
His distructive tone
This nation will rot
Mean and nasty
A man sits in power
Growing hate
At every hour
Because you support him
A toxic politics
Riviled rightfully
Resist must all
A rosey picture
This is no sitcom
Nothing to laugh at
You are flat out wrong
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Higgois, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on Twitter)
Bob told me stories
Of his travels
Was he the care taker
Employed by Robin Masters
Told me of trips
Siberia famous
For sub zero winter
Debarking the train, he mentioned his shivers
A trip to Africa
Set up in his tent
The unnerving sound
Of a roaring lion
He told so many
Tales of his travels
He's been everywhere man
Is this a Johny Cash song?
But when I finally
Visited Australia
And saw Higgin's photos
You couldn't call him a liar
I was floored
By all his framed photos
Of Russian winters
And the Great Wall of China
Gallery quality
But I had no room
To bring them all home
Though I wish I could
That damned stroke
Put him in a nursing home
He cant tell me more stories
Magnum cant roll his eyes in skepticism
But I didn't really doubt him
Although I did tease him
Everytime I'd mention
A different location
"Now that you mention"
I've been there",
"Yes I know Higgons
"You've been everywhere"
Damn it Bob
Though it's not your fault
Your body gets old
Im still desperate for
Your travel lore
You got off the train
In Siberia in bone chilling cold
Thinking "what the fuck"?
I miss your lexicon
In your discription
Much like Higgins
Talking to Magnum
That garage
Is your Museum
Your photography professional
In it's composition
But it is not open
As it should be
To the public
For all to see
Glistening snow
Ice covered branches
Shaddows and sunlight
Capture the season
Your composition
The Eagle in flight
High over the Great Wall
As if you were flying
They are all boxed up
But in reality
Should be hanging
In art gallaries
16 years
Limited to Skype
If only I had seen them
When you were fine
I'd have your Hitchens
Discriptive words
To go with each
Of your photographs
Oh by themselves
They stand on their own
But magnified they'd be
If it weren't for your stroke.
At least of three
Traveled back with me
And will hang on my walls
For my friends to see
It does no use
To curse marching time
Trust me Higgins
You did just fine
I just bought
A brand new home
And you will be
The star of my gallary
Maybe I don't
Have the money
To make a book
Of your photography
But every time
You told me a story
Now that I've seen them
They'd be very deserving
A coffee table book
At a minumum
You won my friendship Higgins
I miss being your Magnum
But you can take solice
Whatever time you have left
Here in my new home
Will reside your photographs
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Desolate Entitlement, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
"Impaling a beatle
On a pin" so did brag
Nathan and Richard
Killing Robert Franks
Nietzshe's words they twisted
So they could become
Above all law
To be supermen
Bludgen they did
The innocent kid
In the back of a car
The rich kids feed
Off of ego
And narcissism
How could two preppies
From a rich neighorhood
Commit such a crime
To end a life
Leave in him a ditch
In a desolate location?
Much the same way
The coal mine scams
Killed labor
With black lung
No, not sudden
But equaly bad
The greed that caused
The stock market crash
Economic murder
Simply slower
Perfectly legal
If you accept your order
Crow did not
Let them cop out
To insanity
Or their au pairs
Sexual abuse,
Or dominance
The women the boys claimed
Had over them
Isn't it funny
Since the garden
How easy it is
To blame women?
Tony Robbins
Said it's hard to employ
Someone with curves
We can't ignore
Economic murder
Is what will happen
When self entitlement
Is your plan
Wall Street
Should not be
A thrill kill
But about building
The men at the top
Should not be about killing
Not about slut shaming
Or blaming women
When profits expoit
Instead of support
Robert Franks
Becomes all of us
(end)
This poem is about a PBS special about two weathy brats, much like Trump, that felt entitled and could get away with anything.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leopold_and_Loeb
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leopold_and_Loeb
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5 AM, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
It's as if you can
Read the alarm clock
When you wake me up
Every day at 5am
Sometimes I pretend
To ignore you
Even when
You make your attempt
I'll flip over in bed
Facing the wall
You'll still tickle me
With your paws
Just under my ribs
Or on my head
You'll sniff my face
"Hey get out of bed"
I know it's time
For you to be fed
You know I am laughing
While you do do this
It matters not
I want to sleep in
Nor day of the week
It's always 5am
I pretend to tussle
But it's not true
I'm not really angry
At all with you
It's just so damned cute
What you do
To wake me up
To get your food
I am smiling
Under my blanket
It's 5am
Time to wake up
Kneed and tickle
I cant get enough
My furry alarm clock
My cat I love
Then finally
Your relentelss insistance
I rise begrudgingly
Though not really
You see this and scapmer
Knowing I'll follow
To the kitchen counter
You'll prepare to pounce on
But even then
You are so unique
The way you jump
To get to your perch
You spread your front paws
And lower your front
Like a flying squirrell
About to make launch
But right before
You meow
I wish I could traslate
What that is about
Could you be saying
"This counter's too tall
Couldn't you put
My dish on the floor"
Or are you saying
"I'm ready for breakfast"
Either way furr ball
I love 5am.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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The Shaw Of Tennessee, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
While one man
Calls them
"Son's of bitches"
He knows he couldn't have done this
The good guy
Had no gun
Grabbed the hot barrell
Burning his skin
Certianly humility
Our leader lacks
This real hero
Had only one regret
That more not saved
He only wished
Quicker to move
More lives could save
That is brave
And he did not brag
Unlike someone
We are stuck with
Shaw even said
He did not blame
Others for not helping
Hiding instead
Most of us could not
Do what he did
Heros are rare
And after insist
You do not call them
Hero at all
That is humility
We can all learn from
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Boat Houses, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twiter)
Herculaneum
And Pompeii
They tried to run
But did not escape
So clever we are
Even in modern day
Poluting our atmosphere
With carbon emissions
Plastics and chemicals
We are the vocano
Of our own making
Terrible lizzards we'll become
Is that F-150
Or coal company
Worth the damage
To our planet?
You're building
Your boat house
With your hubris
You are youself Mount Vesuveus
We cannot help
What our planet does
But we can help
What we do to it
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Inconceivable, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter)
We are taking it lightly
His bombasitic rehtoric
Which is nothing more
Than hyper nationalistic
They rail at a comedian
Who picked on a henchman
When they should be focused
On the secretary's lack of spine
Pretty telling she said
"He can speak for himself"
Well so can you any day
Any night
Broken glass
Is where this leads
Vilifying those in need
Cant equate dissent
To the leader of the state
He sets the tone
Villifies his own
Many a greyhound
Under he has thrown
It was too late
When they did liberate
Exposed the truith
Of Auschwitz
But today
He vilifies dems
Blocks refugees
From escaping death
I'm sorry Sarah
You don't understand
Where his rhetoric
Has lead in the past
You don't get to blame
Those not in power
For giving what the leader
Dishes every hour
Furhter coorbration
Is is required
Ask the New York Tribune
Also in denial
It's just politics?
It's just a game?
Vilify anyone
Who questions his name?
We are all human
But most do not
Have the same power
Of that of the top
Your boss talks of glory
America first
But plays to a base
Whom are our worst
Blame refugees
Mexicans and Arabs
Blame the democrats
Your morals are arid
Our fellow humans
Are not a seperate species
But our president
Talks with feces
To complain at this point
About those who respond
Ignors the point
We don't want to go beyond
Stop defending him
It is that simple
He is no leader
He never was
I wrote this poem in response to viewing this following documentary. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRcNq4OYTyE
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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The Vest, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
The Vest
A man can get
And do horrible things
With it
The End Of Faith
Harris did pen
Discribing the menality
Of zealots when bent
But not the case
Of one man
On the net I met
From Pakistan
Like many worldwide
He got wise
Ditched the invisible
Man in the sky
And Fred Phelps son
Rightfully abandon him
All his hate filled rhetoric
The same in Pakistan
It is a myth
By proxy of birth
Of one's entire life
You buy what your parents sell
Penn in "God No"
Met a Jew after a magic show
A bacon cheesburger
And he let the past go
Mustafa is like me
Reality he can see
Anyone and everyone
Is capable of ditching mythology
It is a blatant myth
That atheist means communist
Or that we share the same nationalities
Or the same politics
Humans are not mandated
To the social norms
That their parents sell them
Before they can critically think
If that were the case
Nathan would be dad's fav
Mustafa would sell hate
And I would worship Stalin
But all of that is falling
Reality is calling
We are all one species
And that is all that matters
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Cute Stockholm Syndrome" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and brianrrs37 on twitter.)
I have to posit
My quandry
Give it some backstory
For the title to make sense
For my old house
Was torn down
No roof, no yard
No fence
I purchased a new home
To replace the old
But dwell at a friends house
Till the new one is done
And o what fun
That of my friend
Being adicted to the internet
Of which he has none
But I make do
Finding wi fi
At the coffee shop
That is nearby
I pass a house
On my way
A cute feline stalker
Sees me as prey
Not vicious one bit
Is this kitten
One pet of it
I became smitten
But here is the problem
In my routine
That cute little bugger
Loves to follow me
I know you like me
But please don't follow
These roads are dangerous
I don't want you ran over
So I'd try to scare him
Get him to run away
Not to harm him
But to keep him safe
When that didn't work
I'd walk back
Knowing he'd follow
Me back to his yard
But that persistant
Little cute bugger
Loved the attention
Continued to follow
So back and forth
This went on
I'd try to leave him behind
And he would follow
Oblivious and friendly
Not street savy
Like ferrel cats
Who run at your sight
Finally
To my relief
10 minutes
Of this back and forth
The owner came out
And picked him up
I smiled at her
And said "I love your cat."
The battle had ended
Not that it was
That kitten held me hostage
And a hostage I was.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Motive, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
It does not matter
If the target is
Selected or random
Dead is dead
But in the media
"If it bleeds it leads"
Is what sells you
SUV'S
Sells you skin cream
Sells you cloths
But does nothing
To end the death
Is gun violence
Another product
Is it something
We should not stop?
Is it something
That is top crop
Like corn or wheat
We feed off of?
Or is it something
We care to curb
Or do we sell it
Because it disturbs
Annapolis
And yesterday
Or so it seems
Newtown and Vegas
Not to mention
Domestic violence
Suicides and accidental
Are these all products?
Motive does not matter
At all to me
Dead is dead
That is plain to see
Access is the truth
No matter how
Dead is dead
With weapon in hand
Stop blaming
The mentally ill
Stop blaming
Workplace grudge
Stop blaming
The terrorists
Stop blaming
The disturbed teen
I get it
It is always wrong
No matter the motive
Yet they all have in common
Motive is mute
When access is rampant
It does not matter
How they did it
Dead is dead
If we want to save lives
Then we have to face
Some cold hard facts
It's not about rights
It is about volume
It is about
The no rules market
Nobody is trying
To hurt honest people
Just like air bags
Didn't end cars
But you cant
Always shout
Keep them out
Keep them out
Out of the wrong hands
Then throw a fit
Throw a fit
When we agree
Is it really
You want safety
Or is it that you are
Blind to be
Ignorant of
The death that abounds
Making excuses
To keep your rounds
I don't want to hear
About motive at all
Death is death
A marketing tool
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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The Murder Of Essence, By Brian37(And ode to my late friend Bob)(AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Oh what have you wrought
Explaining Dawkins book
Taking down my hero
You killed Plato
In "The Greatest Show"
I got confused, didn't know
Dawkins criticism of
Essence
Then you sir Bob
Took him down
Explaind Dawkins criticism
Explaind why Plato was wrong
That there is no
"Essence of"
You cannot dream of
Perfection or utopias
Utopias people still chase
In religoin and politics
Made us more divided
You murderd Essence Bob
And now you have gone
Back to the atoms of the stars
That exploded long ago
To become the man I know
If there were an "Essence"
It would be the grace of your friendship
You've gone back to the universe
We were happy you were in it
No need of perfect rabbits
No need of perfect chairs
No need of perfect politics
No need of perfect gods
I had a friend in you Bob
It's all anyone ever needs
Though you're no longer here
You'll always be in me
You murderd my illusion
Of Plato's horrible guess
I am happy to have known you
To be able to call you my friend
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Io You" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Rational Poet on FB, and @brianrrs37 on twitter).
If we are the center
Then why does Jupiter
Have Auroras
And Io
Have volcanos?
Why does it have
A big red eye
A hurricane
Of far masive size?
Why is it
When lightening strikes
On the gas giant
Diamond hail does arise?
Why would it take
5 years to get there?
Much less 40 years
To get an object past Pluto?
Why is it Jupiter
Has Borealis?
Why does Io
Have volcanos?
Why is the universe
So damned big?
Why should humans
Think we are special?
The red eye
Hurricane
How special are we
In all of this
Io you
Humility
In accepting
The reality
That if Auroras
And volcanos can exist
In the same solar system
Even that of diamons
Why do we think
There is a god
A puppetter
Whom cares of us?
The reason we know
About Jupiter now
Io you
Honsty now
If you cant eat dimonds
Volcanos much larger
If diamons are hail
On other planets
Maybe it is incumbent
Right here and now
To accept our finality
Our finite ride
Ride we should
And study more
Problem solve
Without folklore
Io you
Aurara's too
Voclanos of
A giant's moon
Io you
To tell the truth
Humans are not
Eternal youth
If we wish
To replicate
If we wish to understand
If we wish to understand
We should not undermine
Undermine our understanding
We must strip it of
All superstition
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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American Siberia, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
He praises dictators
Atacks our allies
50 Republican intel agents
Warned us of his lies
Is this
The USA
Or cold Siberia
Selling fear and negitivity?
Merkel lived it
She remembers
A split Berlin
Russia's hyper nationalism
He's no Reagan
No Kennedy
He's a wrecking ball
On the world's stage
Nominates a a SCOTUS
Whose dangerous suggestion
Is to not investigate
While in office
This is not party
Not my argument
It is simply dangerous
To ignore it
Powers need checks
Otherwise what?
We mimic Sibieria
Give one man power?
The cold isolation
Is bad for the world
The idea blind trust
Is valid or good
But this is where
He wants to go
Cold to our allies
Warm to our foes
This is not
"Shaking things up"
This is the hallmark
Of all that's corrupt
His talk isn't
That of Liberty
The statue in the harbor
Of New York City
It is that
Of the foes we once fought
The dictators
Of the cold war
American Sibiria
Is his goal
Consolidtate power
Errode what we hold
What we hold
What is humane
That everyone is equal
And all are welcome
His politics
Of vilification
Is not that
Of any western nation
I am deeply concerned
That it's gotten this far
That one politician
Divides us with fear
It is clear
What must be done
Stand up and prevent
An American Siberia
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Trump Of The Will, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Leni helped him
Rise to power
Through use of film
And propaganda
Racial superiority
And hyper nationalism
The vile despot
Drew off American Westerns
A promised land
The settlers moved
To expand
Utopia abused
But it was nothing
But a sham
A failed artist
Trying to get even
It never was
About Germany
Anymore than
MAGA is for our POTUS
His father bullied him
Now he is mad
That he cant get
Loans from the sane
He took it out
On everyone
Regardless of if
Even it hurt his own
Blind loyalty
Is not a cure
A sign of narcissism
Ego spurned
An iron fist
Is not rule
Shows no compassion
One bit at all
To offer oneself
Up as a cure
Is self serving
A disservice to all
The stars on 45
Like all will die
No matter how
Short they survive
A bunker
Is a fit place
For the despot
To commit suicide
7 billion
Are not the same
Hyper nationaliity
Is insane
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Doomed To Repeat, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter).
We've seen
In prior history
Blanket scapegoating
Leading to missery
We've seen
In prior history
Hyper nationalism
Destroy civility
We've seen
Segregation
Defended by bigoted
Politicians
We've seen
Our fellow citizens
Wrongfully imprisoned
In internment camps
We've seen
The gas chambers
Promoted by
Hateful rhetoric
We've seen
The purging of
Political rivals
In despot nations
We've seen
The genocide
Of Jews
And Native Americans
Now we have
As head of state
Who panders to
Such vile hate
Has attacked
War heros
Even attacks
His own intel
Nothing good
Can come from this
Political scapgoating
Is dangerous shit
Rosenstien
Mueller too
No impropriety
Are targets too
Doomed to repeat
The horrors of history
One man's ego
Will bring all misery.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Orange Felt, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Tis a Mark
Of a throat
Political porn
Deep in lies
2 point oh
Nixon's ghost
Occupies
Deep Throat
Orange occupant
Surrounded by sycophants
He's pining after daddy
His mentor bully
But one Felt
What one should feel
That some things are
Beyond political party
That unity
Is not derived
By attacking intel
Or the free press
Those are the acts
Of a despot
Not a western
Diplomat
Orange Felt
Somwhere dwells
Nixon's ghost
Haunts him still
We all must
Have the will
To combat
Lies of shrill
Lies that kill
Democracy
Oportinistic
Authority
That demand
Blind loyalty
Crushing dissent
All questioning
Orange Felt
Will take him down
Nixon's throat
Will do him in
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Obsequious, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs27 on twitter)
Amazing servility
Excessive degree
Winning elections
Is all it seems to be
Twitter diplomacy
SHOUTING IN CAPS
WWE celebrity president
Is insanity
Where are the statesmen
I see none left
Dispite his undermining
Constant attempts
50 Republicans
Warned back when
During his run
What could happen
It's playing out
To a dangerous degree
Yet obsequuious
Are the GOP
First with Un
Then again with Putin
Once again with ouit plan
He'll meet with Iran
This is no episode
Of Jerry Springer
His toxic rhetoric
Puts the world in danger
Where are the statesmen
I see none now
Obsequious cowards
Refusing to challenge him
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Mine Craft, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Avoiding
The flawed design
Killed by an iceburg
The White Star Line
Tried to
Redefine
A luxury liner
That could be no finer
But as creative
In construction
Just as creative
Or species distruction
War breaks out
It becomes
A hospital ship
Instead
A navel mine
Took Britannica down
Like her sister
Hubris abounds
Propellers churning
As the crew jumping
Blood in the blender
Becomes the ocean
Salty slurry
The creativity
War or leasure
Men are greedy
In a hurry
For fast money
At war or rest
The reaper's guest
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Foisted" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
No Laura
Stop fasely playing victim
Stop pandering to white anxiety
And vile insistance
Insistance on pitting
Rural whites
And urban blacks
Spitting on Lincoln
45 is foisting
Hate and fear
On our nation
Over absolutely nothing
Reagan would hate
This needless divison
The politics of grivence
Fasley playing victim
Murder was foisted
On Heather in Virgina
"You will not replace us"
Vile shouts with ferver
Birth Of A Nation
Rising again
It must be stopped
It must end
Laura is wrong
She knows what she's doing
It's meggaphone coded
Duke loving bigotry
The real reason
The crybaby is screaming
Is because the NFL
Refused him a team
The players are NOT
Protesting the flag
Or the military
And it is sad
That far too many
Are buying the fear
That Laura foisted
On gullible viewers
Chain migration
Was good for his relatives
So the argument about boarders
Is petty garbage
Bigotry has been
Foisted on us
The politics of scapegoating
We've had enough!
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Nasty Boys", By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
Nasty Boys
Mean everything
When they employ
Political scapegoating
Nasty boys
Attack war heros
Dying from cancer
Are the real zeros
Nasty boys
Put kids in cages
While attacking
Those who build schools
Nasty boys
Attack allies
Praise dictators
All blatent lies
Nasty boys
Vilify
Their own intel
To run and hide
Nasty boys
Equate bad guys
The KKK and Nazis
As victims, a lie
Nasty boys
Don't unify
Seek to increase
The political divide
Nasty boys
Are insecure
Narcissists
Whom peddle fear
Nasty boys
Don't grow up
Have no concept
Of empathy or love
Nasty boys
Hate dissent
Just like any
Despot tyrant
Nasty boys
Hate dissent
Attack checks on power
Attack the free press
Nasty boys
Never last
In a free society
They don't get a pass
Nasty boys
Lust for power
Hubris will knock them
Of their tower.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Lugubrious" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter).
Notorious
Is what RBG did
In the age of
Madmen
Lugubrious
Is what 45 is
Tweeting in
Is baby crib
Insults Carly
During his run
Ted still sucks up
After his wife is one
Notorious isnt on a bus
Isn't locker room talk
It is gettiing it done
She defied the odds
Lugubrious
Is is when
No one is safe
From your despot rants
Notorious
Is to inspire
Like Lincoln and JFK
And Obama
Lugubrious
Is the vile you spew
Daily tantrums
Are all we view
Woodward
Is on the case
Took Nixon down
That is your fate
And if you think
Mueller is afraid
No more than RBG
They wont be phased
Dyson is right
You have no place
Commenting on Aretha
Much less McCain
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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"Lugubrious" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter).
Notorious
Is what RBG did
In the age of
Madmen
Lugubrious
Is what 45 is
Tweeting in
Is baby crib
Insults Carly
During his run
Ted still sucks up
After his wife is one
Notorious isnt on a bus
Isn't locker room talk
It is gettiing it done
She defied the odds
Lugubrious
Is is when
No one is safe
From your despot rants
Notorious
Is to inspire
Like Lincoln and JFK
And Obama
Lugubrious
Is the vile you spew
Daily tantrums
Are all we view
Woodward
Is on the case
Took Nixon down
That is your fate
And if you think
Mueller is afraid
No more than RBG
They wont be phased
Dyson is right
You have no place
Commenting on Aretha
Much less McCain
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Calm In The Eye, By Brian37(AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
I escaped Florence
Headed to Durham
In my panic and axiety
I almost forgot him
On the way up
My feline friend
In his kennel
Kept on meowing
So I let him out
In the van
In order to get him
To relax a bit
I arived
At the hotel
Opend the door
But did not see
Did not see
Him jump out
I look back now
I look back now
I am sure he thought
Sure he thought
"Daddy don't leave me"
Don't leave me out
5 minutes to registure
Lucky for me
For if not
I could easily see
Driving off
To another place
Assuming he was
Still with me
Done at the desk
I go back to the van
Only to find
No best friend
Frantic in panic
Shouting his name
A black man and lady
Witnessed my display
Here Angelou calm
Maya's eye looked around
Spotted my best friend
She had found
She had found
Near the lobby door
Between some bushes
She did corner
Allowing me
To scoop him up
I now wonder
The endless "what ifs"
If she had not
Been there at all
If she had not
Maintained her calm eye
I am now back home
With my best friend
Because of her
Empathy wins
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Heros Are Not, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB, and @Brianrrs37 on twitter).
Heros are not
Of Hollywood script
Heros are not
Of myth and legand
Heros
Do not seek fame
Care not of wealth
Or worldwide acliam
Not of gods
Not of rank
Not of selfish
Attention gain
Heros are
Not of gender
Mostly those
The world wont remember
Heros are
Those whom support you
Through good or bad
Never judge you
Heros are
Not sports figures
Famous generals
From a battlefield
Heros are
Of the mundane
The people whom
You spend the most time with
They are
Your teachers and friends
The attentive parents
Who don't let you sink
The ones who do it
No matter what
Who value you
The way you are
Heros are not
Blusterous braggarts
Telling everyone
About their conquests
Heros are anyone
No matter the age
Gender or relationship
Who come to your aid
Of a paycheck
Or political status
Of a real hero
They seek no status
Hero is
Our compassion
Our fellow humans
Can have in common.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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