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Akira Chinen Jul 2017
We sip our coffee and cream
  and drink our whiskey and beer
Then listen to wolves
   dressed as doctors
     with deaf ears
       and big empty eyes
        and blood stained teeth
Who tell us to dull the pain with pills
  and drown emotions
   in prescription prayers
    refillable
     at the small cost of our souls
And we sit in front of flat screens
  and smart phones and insta-gratification
    and press the illusion of our face
      between pages of a metaphor
        disguised as a book
And the imagined life is better
  than what is really going on
   so we script our day to day lives
     and step into the ring
       and wrestle like big men
         pretending its not just
           another form of ballet
We've doubled down on dumbing down
  and we're losing more than we're gaining
    but we keep spinning the wheel
      and the barrel
        and pulling the trigger
          playing the game
            of suicide
          and Russian Roulette
There is two bullets for every name
  and a bomb of every size
   waiting for its time to go BOOM
     and war is just a business
        for the rich
      payed for by the innocent
       and the ignorant
Death is big money
  and blood is cheap
    pump up the world population
      and the rise of inflation
        keep education at a minimum
          as well as a wage
Keep the poor hunger
  and give them an illusion to hate
    divide and separate
     fear is the season of reason
      needed to segregate and dissipate
       any sympathy or empathy
        or kindness or love
We live in a nation of sheep
  being lead by a pig
   and it sounds like fiction
    but it's horrifyingly real
     and he tweets and he oinks
      and he huffs and he puffs
       and he is just a sad little man
        having a bad hair day
         day after day
The world is watching
  and laughing
    a nervous laugh
Maybe it's nothing to worry about
  maybe I'm just late for my pill
   and my beer and my whiskey
    and maybe I just need a little
      cyanide and cream
       to lighten the mood
        of the black coffee news
Del Maximo Apr 2013
the ground shakes as she approaches
rotundly trudging forth in petite gentility
hairy arms flailing
nostrils flair with the bray of her speech
the odor of ignorance on her breath
lies spew like educated honey
expressed in sweet smelling
Snow White delusions
beady eyes the color of ignominy
assess mannerisms and etiquette
seeking softspots to expose and exploit
carrying a large plastic bag on her midnight meanders
she collects the load she lays on the road
she always keeps her **** together
she claims to be the life of the party
but her grunts, snorts and oinks betray her
who can she be but the beast?
Daniel Gallik Jul 2015
Big And What Else Is In America

I’ve seen big people in little places
all over the U.S.  I have seen people
break little laws and end up in
the headlines.  I’ve watched old folks
do young things.  Fat do thin stuff.
You have never asked me why
I see such things.  You have sat
in your soft chair thinking it was hard.

Leaders do little things and end up
on the TV.  Cokes look like Pepsis
to no one.  Spaghetti is really linguine.
Bosses beg to want anyone to know
they do everything.  Words become
less syllabic the more you say them.
I have seen yellow look awful
light brownish.  I saw a pineapple

that seemed like a stone.  The President
became a wanton chief.  Casual oinks
became loud moos.  One time, not long
ago, I viewed my wife as a lady who
wanted all my money, had it, and did
nothing except wait and wait until
all my relatives died, and then, spent
it on purses at a mall nearby the estate.

Daniel Gallik
[email protected]
www.dangallik.com
Big Virge Sep 2021
Men Tend To Show STRENGTH...
While Boys Tend To ANNOY... !!!

Men LOVE Their Children...
Boys Treat Them Like Toys... !!!

Men BUILD With Women... !!!
Boys Tend To DESTROY... !!!

And Tend Not To Have...
The Strength of A Man... !!!
So... Tend To Be WEAK...
When It Comes To *****... !!!

So Girls RULE Their Worlds...
Because of Their Curves...

While MEN DO NOT Work...
Their Worlds Around Girls... !!!

I’m Writing These Words...
Because of Some Verse...
I’d Written On Women...
And ******* Positions... !!!

A Woman Had Listened...
And Said... HAD I Scripted...
Some Wordplay That Shifted...
It’s Gender Position...
From Speaking On Women...

To... Speaking On Guys...
And What Rules OUR Lives... ?!?

So This Set of Lyrics...
Will Now Flip The Script...
Because As A Man...
I Now... OVER-STAND... !!!

The Difference Between...
How Certain Males Can Be...

So This Piece of Poetry...
Is A Piece That Now Speaks...
On How There Are Boys...
Who Live In Men’s *****... !!!!!

It’s A SAD Thing To See...
But You’d Better BELIEVE... !!!

That There Are Male *******...
Whose Movements Are SICKENING... !!!

And MEN Just Like WOMEN...
Deal In MUCH MORE THINKING...
And... POSITIVE Living... !!!
Than Boys Who Employ...
Behaviour That Points...
To Them NOT Being Wise...
Like The Men They Deride... !?!

But Some GROWN Men...
Like To Act Like... CHILDREN... !?!

And Behave Just Like Boys...
And... IMMATURE Oinks... !!!

That’s Right I Mean PIGLETS... !!!
When Dealing With Women...
As Well As The Business...
of Raising Their Children... !!!

Boys Are UNFORGIVING...
While Men Make Decisions...
That Hold STRONG Positions... !!!

Instead of Just... DISSING... !?!

Like Boys Who Imprison...
Their Thinking In Prisons...
Where They Get Conditioned...
To Act Just Like *******...
In Ways That Are WICKED... !!!

MEN DON'T Tend To Limit...
Themselves To Such Visions...
Because They Think BIGGER...
Than Pulling Those Triggers... !!!!!!!

MEN Deliver REAL Scripture...
And Visions That Picture...
A COOL Family Life...
That Has A STRONG WIFE... !!!

Who They... RECOGNISE...
Will Stand By Their Side...
And Mother Their Child...
In Ways That Are WISE... !!!

So Do NOT Collide... !!!

Like Boys Who Invite...
IMMATURE Petty Fights...
Because Deep Inside...
They Continually Hide...

Themselves From The TRUTH...
About Things That They Do...

When It Comes To *** Moves...
That Deal In... ABUSE... !!!

And Treating Women Like Things To Forget...
Once They’ve Opened Their Legs...
And... Laid Them In Beds... !!!

Until They Find Out...
That They’ve Made Them PREGNANT... !!!

But Boys EVEN THEN...
Choose To Run Around Town...
Like... INFANTILE Clowns... ?!?

Running Their Mouths...
As If They Were TRICKED...
Into Letting Their *****...
Be The Thing That Eclipsed...
Their Instincts To THINK... !?!

BEFORE Just Jumping In...
Like Some Kind of KID...
Whose Never Been Kissed...
So ******* QUICK... !!!

REAL Men Are LEGIT... !!!

While Boys Moves Are SICK...
And Tend To Commit...
To Doing BAD THINGS... !!!

But DON'T Ever Think...
That Becoming A DAD...
Is The Realm of A MAN... !!!

As I’ve Said Boys Make KIDS...
Instead of... CHILDREN... !!!

And AREN'T Always Men...
When It Comes To Women... !!!

I’ve Seen Some Men Be...
... INCREDIBLY Weak... !?!

When They Choose To Cheat...
Or... PHYSICALLY BEAT...
The Women They Claim...
And Then Name As Their QUEEN... !?!

To ME They Are BOYS...
Who WOMEN Should AVOID... !!!

But Somehow Like *******...
These Boys Do Get Women...
To Do Some **** Licking...
Breed Them And Have Children... !!!

While Men LOVE These *******...
Whose Movements Are SICKENING...
From End To Beginning... !?!

So This Piece Is Linking...
How BOTH MEN And WOMEN...
And YES... GIRLS And BOYS...

Have Traits That Employ...
Some Things That LACK Poise...

And... Levels of WIDSOM...
That Are Those BEYOND Children... !!!

So DON’T Let Their Age Sway...
Your Mind From The Way...
That Males Behave Today... !!!

Because It Is CLEAR That MANY Adhere...
To... BREAKING The Rules...
That Are Used By GOOD Dudes... !!!

Which Just Goes To Prove...
That... MANY WILL WALK...
And Run ALL Kinds of TALK... !!!

But DON'T Walk In Men’s Shoes...
Because of... ISSUES...
That RULE How They Move... !!!

So DON'T Get It CONFUSED... !!!

There's CLEARLY A DIFFERENCE...
Between The Two Groups... !!!

That Are... Co-Existent...
As Well As ADJOINED...
By... ALL of Their Ploys...
And All of Their NOISE... !!!

Because There Are MANY Links...

Between.....

...... “ Men And Boys “..... !!!
I was asked to write it by a, Female Professor, so here's what I came up with...
Lucy Ignarro May 2016
Dear mommy,
I miss you, though I don't remember who you are
I was only three when you left me
All I can remember is you falling
to the ground in front of me...
shaking uncontrollably

Dear mommy,
why aren't you here to hold me? 
they say you're never coming home;
that you've moved on to heaven...
what is this place?
and why is it more important
for you to be there ?
They say god decided to take you away;
They say that I should pray
Why would I pray to this thing called God
when he's the one who took you
in the first place?
I don't believe he would care
Better yet,
I don't believe he's anything
more than air

Dear mommy,
I want answers
but I'm given none
I lay awake at night in despair,
trying to understand
why you're neither here
nor there...
I gather information
from listening to those
who talk as if I'm not there
They say daddy is the reason you died
He got you hooked on these things called drugs, and from there
you were barely alive
They tell me im lucky to have survived,
that I'm a miracle child
but what miracle is it to be abandoned
and left to wonder why?

Dear mommy,
Was it the drugs that killed you?
or those violent seizures?
Why do they keep telling me im lucky
to be alive?
Did you not intend for me to survive?
I was not told
until I was around 13 or 14 years old
That you pumped ****** into your veins
and along with it,
a deadly virus they call AIDS
I should've been born with it too
How I escaped it,
they have no clue...
guess I wasn't destined
to end up like you

Dear mommy,
Aren't you supposed to protect me?
How could you choose drugs
over your own children?
I start to see you as nothing
more than a common villian
How could you leave me with a father that doesn't care?
One who disappears
for what seems like days,
only to return in a drug induced haze
It fills me with ******* rage

Dear mother,
It's easier to hate you
than it is to miss you
I don't know how to deal
I don't even know how to feel
I want to cry but i fear that
will make me weak
I cannot speak
From here on out
I adopt a life of doubt
I start to hide. ..
my feelings are kept on the inside
I am numb
and often pretend to be dumb
I turn to anger, ***
and physical pain
to ease the incessant turmoil
going on inside my brain
I scream
but it's all in vain
I start to act out in ways I can't explain

Dear mother,
I'm starting to feel
as if I'm going ******* insane!
I have no one
to help me feel better;
to help me contain my anger
Instead, those around me make it worse
Im about to burst
I want to be loved,
Not put down and seen as a burden
The only one who comes close
to loving me unconditionally
is your mother
but she can't help me,
she is mentally and emotionally
abused in front of me daily
by your own brother,
how could he do this
to his own mother? !

Dear mother,
He oinks at my sister and I,
calls us pigs,
says we're disgusting women
and acts as if we're heathen.
He yells at Grandma for
everything, especially
mispronouncation
she begs for forgiveness
for a crime not committed.
He causes her to live in fear and tears
He even makes fun of her for crying!
I feel I am slowly dying
I pray he'll hit me
so I have cause to grab a knife
and end his sorry, disgusting life
and maybe, just maybe...
ease some of my strife
I fear the only thing
keeping me from killing him
is not wanting to end up
like my father in prison.

Dear mother, 
I can not take anymore
I start to lose sight of what's right
All the while, grandma sobs
and begs me to stop and relax
Stop what?
sticking up for myself and those I love? !
No! I absolutely cannot!
I'd rather ******* rot!
why is she so spineless?!
why is she so weak?!
I have no one to look up to,
no one that I can seek
I start to yell at her and become
the monster I dare not speak of
I am ashamed
for me and for her
I cannot deal
All these feelings I try to hide
are scratching at my insides
Im at my wit's end when
he finally pushes me to the edge
I can no longer refrain from unleashing
my ******* rage
I choke him,
then run and grab a knife
I break it into two with my hands;
revel in the sting of the blade
as it cuts through my skin
I then throw the pieces at him
The look of fear on his face
fills me with pride,
it makes me feel alive!
Run *******
before you meet your demise
Or maybe it is I
who should run
before I come completely undone.
No, I cannot leave my loved ones
with no protection,
left to be consumed
by this man's hateful archaic agression
Besides, I have too much pride
to run and hide

Dear mother,
I've now become the disgrace
To me and my "family"
They talk **** about me
like it's some kind of game
They say im insane
They refuse to take the time
to see that im in ******* pain
and apparently,
the only one with the courage
to stand up and tell him to *******? !
I reach out for help
but should already know
I won't be given any
They're all caught in their own
mental and emotional tailspin
My brother tells me im causing
my grandma stress,
that ill be the cause of her death.
I find myself waking every night
listening for her breath
Scared that she'll join you
and there will be no one left

Dear mother,
Look who you left me with
Blind,pathetic, foolish swine
who tell me I should stand idly by
while my sister and my grandma
are abused in front of my very eyes
They tell me I have it easy,
lucky to have a roof over my head
no matter how much it fills me with dread
They always remind me
that im lucky to be alive
This is why
It took me to the age of 25
to realize
I have never truly loved or lived
just
barely
survived.
jeffrey robin Feb 2014
Broken Spirit!

(Yeah
So what?)

••

In rags
On the streets

(I know)



The oinks of america
Only know to ****

&
YES!

We are weak

(So what?)

••

The FULL BREATH

It stills comes to you

Fresh and complete

••

Poetic
Rythmic

(And with such style!)

••

Stand your ground

(In PURE WARRIOR mode)



And you'll always find the likes of me



Broken Spirit!

(Of course)



We are THE HUMAN



Come

Let us stay together

And heal "these times"
Yenson May 2021
So I said to Harry
I'm sorry they drove you away
I do understand the strain on you mental health
had you spoken to me before
I would have wised you up a bit

you know the Hoi polloi
are a different breed altogether
fights, blood, gore and all things nasty and wicked
are inherent in them, its in their genes

without the wars
where they tore each others to pieces
( shame we Royals gave them peace and order )
without the slave trades which satiated their barbarisms
with little mines and farming to cave them
and keep them in serfdom
and the darkies they used to bushwhack now driving Porsches
and wealthier than them

So you see Harry old chum
our Natives have gone totally soft in the head crazy
now grounded and given peace and relative comfort
but with their recessive genes, inherent bloodlust and sadism
the animals have turned on us Royals
they are now biting the hands that feeds them
they can't help it, the madness is in their blood

maybe  you should tell your granny
to tell her Ministers to start a great war somewhere
( ok, just joking, but )
these mad natives are restless and its our Royal blood
they now hanker after  
I'm so sorry they are giving you and darl Meghan such a hard time
chin up old chap, listen I just laugh and tease them somewhat rotten
the silly little oinks, they should go eat cakes..hahaha.....
Yenson May 2021
Hail the demos of runts proffers turds
from their houses of commoners and plebs
flaying their ripe dumps at Wasteminister Parliament
the oiks and oinks are full of it in endless struggles with poos
Fagins and unison ******* an giving oiks golden showers
the great unwashed carry their excrements to poetry class as floaters
to them it makes ****** sense because floaters rhymes with plonkers
who constipated on fish chips 'n vinegar are hallucination revolution
and are plopping pale faeces with red faces in left an left with runny motions and momentums
hahaha....hahaha......hahaha....can some identify the analogy and references in this satirical poem. it was written in 1968 about space exploration and imperialist who steal diamonds and loot all over our planet  yet point fingers and falsely label others greedy....
Yenson Jan 2023
They are victims of their environment
our precious nanny State lot
and the sheep are going bar bar bar
hey! should it not be baa baa baa ask the watcher
No, came the reply
we mean Bar
drinking is our favourite to do things
and anyway, we also like barring the clever clogs
and the pigs lead the mob
going, oik oik oiks oiks oiks
hey! pigs, should you not be honking oink oink oink
asks the watcher
No, came the reply
we may be Town pigs, but we know what we are
who are you to tell us otherwise
And in calamitous unison they all march along
beasts of no pen, beasts of little means
Beasts of land and sea and skies!
Come join us in our Silicon Valley
where no dark Knight shall rise and show any talents
we will unite and march to the Bar to bar
Put the rings on our noses
seize the prizes,
Wheat and barley, oats and hay,
we need them to make more *****
bar! bar! bar! screams sheep and oiks, oiks oiks
power to the majority
Hey! I thought Old Major is dead, beeps a sheep
Shut up! oinks a pig
We are the majority
And this shinning cages of ours
Shall be trod by us beasts alone.
Bar, either Man or Prince
Modern satire.......hahaha.....hahaha....hahaha, has anybody ever tried writing poetry while convulsed in laughter. I recommend it but one has to experience something really ridiculously hilarious, like a bunch of half-baked
millenniums who decides they are now psyche-warriors...whatever that means!!!   ( Methinks too much bacon-butties has serious questions to answer, as far as they're concerned) hahaha hahaha hahaha

By the way, apologies to George Orwell and Animal Farm..
Kelly McManus Jan 2020
Raise the debt ceiling
theres nothing more appealing
hearing pigs squealing
                      
                            Kelly McManus

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