Evaluation of leadership in the field

Does evidence show the contrary of fear?

Then stand aside.

Janna gave me tommy Bahama suggestion
And I used her coat
To make the winter clear
I wish you were here

Till the seas travell near
In a worrisome beard
How I wish you were here

The best learning is when the industry girl bumps through her silver screen and brings it home to you.

Love you P.J

Working for Jenna gives me a change
Break me down?

The ethic
The single ethic in journalism
As objective is given
Where is the corruption?

In comparison of reason or statement
Contending to speak
Speak to contend in efforted gasps
In defined scholar without study
Abbreviation of democracy
Where response lemons
Your next day is face valued

The comparative literature quoted little
In chaising life's rebuttal
After leaders of time
Hearing of you
For lengthy hull plows many slaves
And the poor are swept to a still
Feed the feast of your consequence

Impotent port of sand
Hanging weakend dried hearts cups

Shine! This Is Us

Getting obstructed in your airports
Baggaged

The journalists of images
Paint for us the knowingly facades
In hindsight losing poignantcy
The children find no respite from your taste

Bribed out of chivalry

Life breaking into a cameras crying peace

Daddy was a bank robber

I caused you to break into my shelter looking for *** huh?

Lonely Tara?

Tara New York City rebukes the hollared as
Pvris Tara?
Nail Toes in ***!
Pail,lunch, off ,my seat
Napkins, butter, yawn

Again, recital

usage and issuance
as defined by military science
of constituted means by measure
in the building of a volume of
water and poetry in the mastering
of letters english and finite numbers
the metre of a voice singular and
constrained affably truist in derivation
from hand to mouth the building
of and in a coordination of motions
beneath a choice to recognize the author of
and defile oppositionally contrived insignificance

the prefecting of loves appearance in my life again

her and hurt as my reason
poet cannot
find another hurt
she the shield of my eyes to ireland
in her i trusted

foolish is the youth
of a voice
in attempt
of the temple
accept that the temple is held
the water drops
the void is you

jenna, again, i use your eyes for love

the charge of war and wars towards affectioniting me
as the fetile position of creed none see the after waste
of using kevin's ink

i am the cooled desert's water hiding
as your city beats, me, tranquility is stone

i am many bodies without many homes, less the good night of worth

welcome to many mansions and the area housing authority corruption of the united states of america.  the sub letting of the government in the creation of the privately operated treasury of church inside of .org states and savings and loan

as the employer, the employee finds and defines the crime
those are the labor laws, i am a poet

We're mammals;
Walking, talking, thinking.
We're animals.
Upright, articulable, sophisticated.

Yet, we pay little respect,
Fret more then reflect;
For an ancestor we all share
And yet share more in neglect!

What long ways to have come
To have gone so little distance;
To be ever farther than before,
But to have done really so very little!

I talk about our planet!
I talk about all those who inhabit!
It's a rotten mess that's been made.
Each blemish, every scar, all the stains
Marked & soaked into each & every page!

Many great recessions & regressions,
Degradations & destructions-
That's what we offer everything.
But I digress from the apathy,
For it is better thought to think of change.

What beauty nature must have been,
Even understanding the difficulty
Of life prior to our modernity.
Years & years ago, hundreds & thousands,
When natural life was more abundant.

"When we were slaves to nature!"
"When all was bountiful & liberated!"
"When we were aching & starving!"
"When all was free & meritable!"

It's all perspective,
But are they all really mutually exclusive?
Like the popular philosophies of a moment
Fluctuating with the pass of time.

From good to bad,
Like stored food going spoiled.
From growth to decay,
Like rust on metal forming.

Yet, it's just change.
Yet, those are just oddities.
Everyday examples
Because of our lifestyles.

Those things exhibited being indicative
Of perspective on the nature of "change."
Good, bad.
It's by an individual basis.

Balance between any individual & its environment
Is essential for that individual to maintain.
At the same time, being a product of its environment,
To what magnitude, if any, does any individual actually have a responsibility to?

It's by an individual basis?
But every species is a part of,
In one way or another,
A collective of that species.
Their effects, how they affect,
Can be counted cumulative.

But it all sure is beautiful.

If ratios strike fear—
into every one in two,
half the world will be—
in abject misery.

Something's missing, alone.

At first, the state
of being, only, one like,
in the extreme, being

once,
in a while passing
at thought speed past
instances
on planes,
like that one
carving lines up there,
above my head, so here,

I laugh and materialize,
a new idea,
as long as I am breathing,

I am not exactly alone, I know,
not alone, at all,
on Earth
on average,
we all breathe
at once,
half breathing in,
half breathing out, but

never, on Earth does one breathe alone.

Say it as it is
But don't make it bad, please!
Sprinkle some pretense
On filthy truths and common sense.

Reality as it is
Let us sugarcoat it, please!
Let us masquerade ourselves,
Pretend we have a chance.

If evil wears your name
And has got the hang of this game
Do I say it as it is
Or catch myself freeze.

I've seen the truth
And I've seen the youth
And I'll be ******
If I don't get to watch your end.