There’s always been a counter-culture.
And by counter-culture
I do not mean the CPAs or CEOs,
Or those money **’s at Goldman-Sachs,
Nor do I conjure up a ****** of Brooklynese,
Some De Niro or Pacino, or
Bobby-come-lately Cannavale--
This decade’s guinea strunz--
Standing on the back of the truck
Checking his hand full of dollar--
As in Almighty Dollar--bills.
Another hour’s pay & time to
“Count duh money.”
Nor do I mean Harvey Korman
In his greatest film role:
“Count De Monet,”
Part 1 of Mel Brooks’
History of the World:
Harvey as French fop, 1789,
And we may as well throw a
Sop to Cerberus with nary a
Bean Counter around, to be found.
And if you are with me thus far,
You may as well stick it out to the end.

What one word defines the counter-culture?
For me: RESISTANCE,
Any kneecap reflexive swim against the tide.
For Count DeMonet:  La Résistance.
When hair is short,
They grow theirs long,
Or shave their heads,
Pierce their tongues & *******,
Inka-dinka-dooing their epidermis,
Mere skin-deep commitment to Liberté,
Always the least tangible of
French tripartite banner slogans.
The French:
As always, putting up a good show,
Masters of illusion & flexibility
When it comes to ethnic integrity,
Captain Louie Renault, Vichy stooge,
Exemplar extraordinaire,
Double shocked to find gambling
Going on at Rick’s Café,
His morality to the wind,
Tacking strategically,
Playing it safe, as always, a
Fickle-finger to the weather.
The French: girlie men, bent over
Presenting bidet-puckered rectums,
For *** and Viet Cong humiliation,
Once again, declaring victory,
While slipping out the back door,
Wearing nothing but their socks.
But I digress.

The Counter-Culture,
A mile wide and a centimeter deep,
Putting up a good front,
A Potemkin still life,
In it for appearance sake,
Like Billy Crystal doing Fernando Lamas:
“It's better to look good
Than to feel good.”
Looking marvelous, of course,
All the girls want to be
The Dragon Tattoo girl,
Haunted & smart,
Solitary & suspicious,
Cybercrime wealthy.
Cashing in, raking in affluence;
The guys all with Bobbitt night sweats,
***** shriveled, shrunken ball-sacks,
Count De Monet
Counting duh money.

Walking back onto the street around nine O’clock
Pizzerias, Clubs and white guys with dreadlocks
Moving like sea urchins with an urge to mock
Hey 2 for one at Roxy’s for black rubber *****

I’m carrying two bags of groceries; One with a pie
There are no stars in the city. Just the moon in the sky
I move lazily and tired as evening joggers pass by
“God I wish I was more active.” I say with a sigh.

I ascend the stairs because the **** elevator is broken
One flight. Two flight. ******* wood surely is oaken
2 minutes of climbing the obstacle that’s unspoken.
I suffer for being the Asian, the part-Korean token.

I reach my apartment, music playing through the wall
I feel worn out and about ready to fall
But I walk in and proceed, feeling anything but tall.
The time has come. I walk to the kitchen from the hall.

I live with three roommates: Sam, Dean an Owen.
Sam is shut in his room. He’s a DJ and I think Samoan
Dean is weird. Don’t ask about flagellated protozoan
And Owen is a reader and blogger. Just plain Owen.

I place the groceries on the counter, I stumble.
Owen is reading and I hear him mumble
“Did you say something?” I grumble
“Wrong Pie.” He says, his words fumble.

“What?” I don’t understand

   “Wrong pie.” Owen says again.
I point towards the pie on the table. “What, this?”
    “Yeah.” He says.
    “What’s wrong with it?”
    “Everything.”
    “Like what?”
    “Well, it’s the wrong pie.”
    “How?”
    “It’s apple.”
    “Yeah, so?”
    “But I thought you were going to get cherry?”
I shrug my shoulders, “Yeah but they were out.”
    “Where did you go?” Owen asked, but he knew.
    “Just that corner market.”
    “Well why the hell did you go there, you know they don’t have **** there.”
    “Does it matter?  I got most of the things.”
    “Yeah, most.  Not all.  You didn’t get the right pie.”
    “Does it matter?” I tell him. Owen closes his book.
    “I think so.”
    “At least I got a pie.  You guys said, ‘Hey man, make sure you get a pie’. You didn’t say get a ******* cherry pie!”
    I try to calm down, but the blasting of dubstep remixes warp my thinking process.  Owen leaves the kitchen and knocks on the doors. He tells them I’m back and that I ******* up the groceries.
“I did no such thing!” I yell, “You ***** think you told me what to get but you’ll all too into yourselves to ever know what the *******’re saying and you come off as ignorant over-privileged *******! Yeah Owen you’re so unique” I mock sarcastically, “Must be why you dress exactly the same as every other hipster here, going online and vlogging about the same **** a 12 year-old in suburban America would talk about and his ***** probably haven’t even dropped.”
    Owen’s eyes are wide, never seeing this side of me before. Sam and Dean open their doors to see all the commotion.
I walk back in to the kitchen and grab the pie.
    “Here *******!” I toss the pie as hard as I can so it hits the ceiling. The tin tray falls to the ground and the apple crusted pie is splattered, stuck to the ceiling like an IKEA fan made of butchered apples.
    I open the door.  “Dubstep is just edited noises of transformers having ***!”
I slam the door and leave, walking back downstairs and onto the street


Roommates ******* ****. I was tired of their **** and rules.
They used me for their homework, Working me like a mule
I’m barely able to pass my classes, let alone graduate from school
So trivial to help them just to earn my cool.

I flipped up my hood and rushed through the streets
I didn’t know where I was going, I didn’t care who I’d meet
A slice from Death Metal Pizza, a drink from Fat man Pete.
I need to let loose. Relax and take that invigorating leap.

I stumbled upon an old movie theater, playing classics, new and old
“I want tickets for all the shows.” To the box office I told.
I bought popcorn and milkduds. I think my chair had mold.
And watched as Al Pacino was out of jail; being paroled.

Carlito’s Way, then intermission
A glimmer of previews then Pulp Fiction.
Ezekiel 25:17 and blasts of omission
From Jules’ and Vincent’s handgun ammunition  

After the credits roll I get three hot dogs and a large soda
Next movie: The Evil Dead, enough to put me in a coma
AH ******* demons Killing like the cancer of lymphoma
Scaring me and making me spill my watered-down cola.

Next was the Monty Python to ease the chills
Ensuring talking fish, puking and hilarious thrills
I really enjoyed the collective animation stills
I was relieved from the films and I had my fills

Now I had a good place to come and let loose, relax and laugh
And I wouldn’t have to display my clustered, boiled wrath
To my ******* roommates. Maybe I’ll move out on their behalf
We’ll see how it plays out. I’ll write a “*******” graph.

But thanks to them I found a new way to survive
Which is better than the alternative; a desperate suicide
Watching movies late at night is better for me than to die
All ascertained from the incident of the wrong ******* pie.

here’s the thing

nothing’s going to change
because the stars
are aligned some certain
way
or
that he’s or she’s
different
or
that a new year has
started

times are still the same
people are still the same old
fiddly ******* that they were
five minutes ago
and you,
above all
else,
are still the incompetent,
useless ******
you were

when the big apple hits the ground
it just means another day has started

if you wake up each day and do jack-****
your not going to start being an astronaut
just cause the last number on the calendar
changed

and going back to what I started with

that horoscope isn’t going to bring you any luck,
that “perfect” person you just met is probably a
*** offender or just a plain loser,
and as we’ve already discussed,
nothing happens when the calendar
runs out

so you want to know what I think?

**** it.

don’t wait for some special opportunity
to change who you are

don’t make promises or resolutions,
you know you can’t keep

wake up each morning and say
“****,
I’m going to do better
than the **** job
I did yesterday”

do it
and see what
happens

or don’t

go ******* in bed
thinking that “the one”
will come to you
tomorrow

***** around at work
or at school and be oh-so-
confident that you’re going
to make 200k annually in
ten years

read those star logs
and get your palm read
and continue on knowing
that you’re going to be
the hottest **** since
Al Pacino

go on.
do it.

do it  and see what happens.

you worthless *******.

Her seventh suicide,
attempts failed, saved,
the last by that medic
with the beard like Christ.

Thin sharp blade
against forearm,
the fingers shaking,
the eyes focused,
the voice of some French singer
in the background,
the red line,
the spurt of blood,
the walls, the bath,
splattered.

Seventh time lucky,
the water warm,
the water reddening,
the body becoming cold,
tired
she closes
her eyes,
is this how one dies?

Mother’s demise
with the cancerous crab
******* into her brain
and ******* up to pain.

She thinks on,
the French song
on the hifi
low, darkening.

That medic
brought her back
last time,
like some Lazarus,
back from the dark,
the unknown light,
the long night.

Seventh suicide,
attempts made,
unsuccessful,
buggered up,
teetering on the edge,
that time balanced
on the high office ledge
and that cop
with the Al Pacino look,
talked her in,
failed again.

Outside another day,
sound of pitter patter,
sound of rain.

Every morning at six-thirty I sit
at that table by the window and drink
my coffee. No, I’m retired. As you see,
I can see that corner, and most days the kids
come there to wait for the bus to take them to
the high school. Two boys and a girl, usually.
No, I don’t know them or their names, but I’d
recognize them. So, they stand there talking
and smoking -- whether cigarettes or something
else, I don’t know, but sometimes they shared it.
And I’m thinking the boys shared the girl too,
because one day one’s kissing her, the next day
he doesn’t show and she’s kissing the other.
That was yesterday. Then, today, the first boy
walks up and bang! bang! -- he shoots them both,
the girl and the boy, point blank in the head, like
Pacino in Scarface. Yes, I’ll testify.
But please catch the little ******* before
he finds out I’m a witness and pops me too.

a quote of Al Pacino

<>
it took/takes
a lifetime to get close
to where the answer
possibilities  don’t river
rush past, and each eddy
seems like that’s the one,
the definitive affirmative, 
 jump in and all you get
for misjudgment, is a
sopping wet
for your troubles

but you keep on jumping
from job to job, roll from
role to role, cause
even if the
last one is not
a fulsome answer, it
is in possess of the
creative release,
the high that satisfies
till you need a
new hit, another hint,
of tapping into
the vein of creation
that enlivens and
declares, I am purposed
for this,
no matter
how long it takes,
and or the
errors of mistooks,

me I’ll keep jotting down
jumbled jimmied words
in new combine
until such time -and rap,
I can say well shoot
that’s a wrap,

eyelid hints at
a rest but at
the same time
it gives forth
a sloooow wink,
that best poem
yet to come
won’t likely arrive
until it
comes forth
in a last gasp,

a final exhaustion,
exhaustive expelling
and even might be
highly satisfactory
breadth of a last and
everlasting breath~taking
****! just got
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Fade in: Ext. Theater - Day
Cue clouds: gray shrouds
blanket the sky
and the sun's last remaining rays
Cut to: Ext. Theater - Noon
Cue crowd: no sound,
no song comprise
the mise en scene
of this somber scene
Fade in: Int. Theater - Night
Cue sound: few gasps,
some oohs and ahhs,
some cries comprise
the mise en scene
of this joyous scene
Cut to: extreme close up
Their eyes reflect the faces on the screen:
Newman, Hoffman, Brando, Ledger
Pacino, De Niro
Penn, Caine, Dean
Fade out

a quote of Al Pacino

<>
it took/takes a lifetime to get close
to where the answer possibilities
don’t river rush past, and each eddy
seems like that’s the one, the definitive
affirmative,  jump in and all you get
for misjudgment, is a sopping wet
for your troubles

but you keep on jumping from job
to job, roll from role to role, cause
even if the
last one is not a fulsome answer, it
is in possess of the creative release,
the high that satisfies till you need a
new hit, another hint, of tapping into
the vein of creation that enlivens and
declares, I am purposed
for this,
no matter how long it takes,
and the errors of mistooks,
me I’ll keep jotting down
jumbled jimmied words
in new combinations until
I can say well that’s a wrap,

eyelid hints ai a rest but at
the same time
it gives forth a slow wink,
that best poem yet to come
won’t likely arrive until it
comes forth in a last gasp,

a final exhaustion, exhaustive,
and even highly satisfactor
breadth of a last and
everlasting
breath~taking
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In Cities in Flight
transformations are chronicled over generations.
It can make us cry
out for the genius occurring
now and in our past. How
the unseen, unknown participant
was made known to himself
through devotion to those outside himself. He
guides his city
into space.

So, the father and the teacher
guide the family and the student
through the close spaces of knowledge
and obligation. And perform
the history that surrounds them.
Good actors and directors,
philosophers and physicists,
soldiers and foresters.

Today
steam rose from the asphalt
because the sun
has arrived in place, powerful, equinoxal
as the human song
that receives it.

Two big deer
       Lope cautiously
             Off the open road.

Two crows
       Fly low
             Above the Oswegatchie.

Frank Bassett
forester since '57
marks a stand of maple and black cherry
for selective cutting. His actions today
will be noted
by another forester, also acting alone,
in the 21st century.

New York City
in a froth of creativity
Pacino and Sheen in Julius Caesar,
Sonny Rollins at Town Hall,
films opening, one
that portrays the flamboyant style
and dedication
of a barrio public school teacher.

You cannot act alone.
You must belong
in your heart
to the flight humanity makes in Spring, north
toward wild flowers
in geese chevrons.

Now It Clearly Is TRUE... !!!
  
That You Have To Be SHREWD...
In The Things You PURSUE... !!!
  
Because Many Will Take You...
Down DANGEROUS Routes... !!!
  
That Can Take You To Places...
Where You Can Get Traded...
By... Devious DUKES... !!!
  
So You Cannot Confuse...
The Things That You View...
As Being Cool Moves...
As Those That’ll Bear Fruits...
That’ll Make Your Life Cool...
  
Because Pursuing Money...
Makes People Act FUNNY... !!!
  
And Things Can Turn UGLY...
And Make You Feel BLUE... !!!
  
BEFORE You Get CLUES  ...
That You’re Just Being USED...
By Guys Who AREN’T Buddies...  
  
Like Those In The Game...
Where Fame Is What Makes...
These Heads Try To Play...
Your Pursuits Like Your Name...
Can Be Taken In Vain... !!!
  
Once They Have Been Paid...
At... EXTORTIONATE Rates... !!!
  
From Acting To Music...
Pursuits Can Be NEUTERED...
BEFORE They Take Shape... !!!
  
So DON’T You Be FOOLED...
By These Dudes Who Seem Cool...
And Women Who Will Choose...
To Be... QUICK To ABUSE...
  
When It Comes To Pursuits...
of Cash Flow That Is HUGE... !!!
  
You Should Know It’s Called LOOT...  
Because Moves That Are Pulled...
Can Lead Some Heads To Shoot...
More Than Drug Addicts Do... !!!
  
Pursuits Can Be CRUEL...
And Be ARDUOUS Gruels... !!!
  
And I DON’T Mean The Food... !!!
  
What I’m Meaning Is Gruelling...
As In YES... HARD TO DO... !!!
  
Like It Is To Pursue...
Being One Who Is Viewed...
  
As A Gangster Whose Crew...
Will Put BULLETS IN YOU...
Just For Giving Bad Looks... !!!
  
That’s Right I Mean CROOKS...
Who Police Should Pursue...
Who DEFINE The Word CRUEL...
  
Who’ll Pursue Til’ Your END... !!!
If You Show DISRESPECT...
Or... EVER ATTEMPT...
To Take Money From Them...
  
These Are DANGEROUS Heads...
Yes Both Women And Men...  
As Well As Some... Feds’... !!!!!!!!
  
Whose Pursuits Lead To Deaths...
And A Lot of NONSENSE... !!!
  
Like... Shooting For JOKES... ?!?
Cos’ They’re NOT Funny Folks...
Just Like Joe Pesci Quotes... !!!
  
So... What About **’s... ?!?
  
Now I DON’T Pursue Those... !!!
Cos They Leave Brothers BROKE...
  
Because of The Coc’...
That Some Want Up Their Nose...
Just Ask... Al Pacino... !!!
  
And That Is Not A JOKE... !!!
  
Now Pursuing Good Women...
Is What Can Bring Children...
And Family Living...
That’s Allied To GIVING...
And LOVING... NOT Killing... !!!
  
Pursuit of Religion...
Is NOT Far From Sinning...
So Don’t You Be Thinking...
That It Is... Forgiving... !!!
  
Pursue Your Own Lessons...
Before Your Confessing...
To Someone Whose Blessings...
Are... CLEARLY DEFECTIVE... !!!
  
Because Their Connected...
To... EVIL Collectives... !!!
  
Pursue BETTER Headings...
Than Those They’re Selecting... !!!
  
Which Leads To The Ending...
of This Mental Session...
  
of... Pursuing Letters...
That Give Good Directions...
As Well As Progressions...
  
To The Message It’s Sending... !!!
  
Which Has Left A Few Clues...
About Making SMART Moves...
  
That Simply... Say To You...
To Mostly PURSUE TRUTH... !!!
  
Because It’s GOOD To Do...
And Can Help You To FUEL...
  
... A Life That Is COOL... !!!
  
But DON'T You Be FOOLED...
There Are Dangerous Routes...
That Can Darken Your Mood...
As Well As Your... World View...
  
If You... Choose To REFUSE...
To Embrace Being SHREWD...
  
In The Things You.....
  
...... “ Pursue “.......

Now Dealing In Truth Speaking’s...
NOT Something For Weaklings... !!!
  
You’ve Got To Be STRONG...
When What You Speak Upon...
Are Subjects Where Truth...
Tend To Upset The Crews...
Who Like To Make Claims...
That They Aren’t Afraid...
To Hear Talk That’s Straight... !!!
  
So Yes That Means FAKES...
Who’ll QUICKLY FORSAKE...
The Truth To Make GAINS...
In... DEVIOUS Ways... !!!
  
Just Like These Females...
Who’d Rather Hear FABLES...
That DO NOT Unstable...
And Make Them Feel STALE... !!!
  
Because They NO LONGER...
Are Told That They’re HOTTER...
Then... Suicide Bombers... !!!
  
That Line Was A SHOCKER... !!!
  
Like TRUTH That Hits Heads...
Who Just CANNOT ACCEPT...
  
The TRUTH About How...
Their Actions Are FOUL... !!!
  
So... Resort To SCOWLS...
And Acting Like Hounds...
When LIES Are What’s Found...
To Come Out of Their Mouths... !!!
  
TRUTH SPEAKING RESOUNDS...
So HURTS Modern Day Clowns... !!!
  
And Causes Their Brains...
To REACT In Ways...
That Cause Them To Make...
Statements That Are Lame...
  
Then Suddenly HATE...
Is What They Display... !!!
  
Because The TRUTH HURTS...  
And DISTURBS Their Nerves... !!!
  
Truth Speaking CONCERNS...
These People Like Verse...
That Comes From Big Virge... !!!
  
Because I DON’T Deal...
In Words That Conceal...
The Way That I Feel... !!!
  
It’s Caused Me To Lose...
Some ***** And Tunes...
That Really Were COOL... !!!
  
But Speaking The TRUTH...
Is Just What I DO... !!!
  
And Sometimes Has Proved...
To Protect Me From Fools...
And Idiots... TOO... !!!
  
Truth Speaking Is GOOD...
Don’t Get It Confused... !!!
  
It QUICKLY Gives PROOF...
of Who’s... REALLY Who... !!!
  
Cos' LIARS For HIRE...
Will QUICKLY RETIRE...
When Truth Speaking FIRES...
At Them Like Gunfighters...
  
Who Take DEADLY AIM... !!!
  
That OPENS The Veins...
of The LIES They Maintain... !!!
  
You See I’m Like SHANE... !!!
  
I Leave LIARS PLEADING...
Cos’ My Weapon’s Truth Speaking... !!!
  
NO Time For Deceiving...
Or Falsified Teachings...
In My Spoken Word Readings...
That Deal In REVEALING...
  
The TRUTH To These WEAKLINGS...
Who Quickly Catch FEELINGS... !!!
  
When Their FALLACIES...
And... HYPOCRISY...
Are QUICKLY EXPOSED...
In TRUTH SPEAKING Zones... !!!
  
These LIARS Claim Thrones...
Until TRUTHFUL Quotes...
Do MORE Than Rock Domes... !!!
  
They SHATTER Their Bones...
And Quickly Take Hold...
of Their POOR Broken Souls... !!!
  
They’re Just Like Star Wars Clones...
Who Will LIE Til' Their Told...
To TURN On... Their OWN... !!!
  
So Truth Speakers... NO... !!!
  
They’re The WORST Kind of Foe...
Because What They Hold...
Is The Truth Like A DEVIL...
Who ADVOCATES Levels...
of LYING For DOUGH...
And Power That Brokes'...
Just Like... AL PACINO... !!!
  
Keanu Reeves Knows... !!!
  
That When You’re Deceiving...
Your Soul Becomes Weakened...
Just Like Cheating DEMONS... !!!
  
Who TRULY Are WEAKLINGS... !!!
  
UNLIKE Those Whose Dealings...
And Movements Are STEEPED In...
  
The STRENGTH And The POWER...
That Comes From....
  
.... “ TRUTH SPEAKING “....

Okay It's Time To Say … " Hi " … !!!
To The … " Rhyming Bad Guy " … !!!!!
  
NO Bats or Gats or Violent Raps ... !!!!!
  
Just Poetic Words That CLEARLY HURT … !!!  
Those Who Like Fables And Dishing Out Labels …  
  
I DON'T Sit At Tables Where Knights Are UNSTABLE … !!!!!
  
The Cliques Who Believe Themselves To YES … " BE " … !!!
Some kind of ELITE As If They're … " Bourgeoisie " … !!!!!  
  
See I Just Do …. " ME " …. !!!
While They Choose NOT TO SEE …  
That My Poetry Seams DON'T Feed Fallacies ... !!!!!  
  
The TRUTH Seems To HURT … ?!?
Like Verse From … " Big Virge " … !!!
  
Because It's STRAIGHT UP … !!!
And Leaves Mothers … STUNNED … !!!!!  
  
Uckers' And Brothers ...  
KNOW How My Words Run … !!!
  
THEY Run Them and Their Friends ...
To Where There's … " NO DEFENCE " … !!!!!!
  
Defence of Their ... NONSENSE ...  !!!!!!!!
And Foolish Involvement In Sense That's NOT Common … !!!!!  
Which For Them ... Causes PROBLEMS … !!!!!  
  
But I'm The ... " BAD GUY " … ?!?
Well I've Got To Ask … WHY … ???
  
Because I Drop Lines WITHOUT… " ******* Highs " … !!!!!
I Also Drop Heads Who LIE Like The … " FEDS' " ... !!!
Or YES The Po Po ... When I Start To Flow …
  
Spoken Or Read ... My Poems Make SENSE ... !!!  
And FEED Off These Cliques Whose Rhetoric's WEAK … !!!!!  
  
My Style Is UNIQUE ... NO BAD GUY In Me … !!!!!
I Just Use FREE SPEECH To Flush OUT … The Sheep ... !!!
  
Who NEED To … "Fit In" …  
With Those Who … DON'T SIN … !!!!!
  
Well That's What They CLAIM When They Try To Defame ...  
The BAD GUY Whose Name Owns The … Big Virge Domain … !!!  
  
So Let's Get This STRAIGHT … !!!  
I'm Simply A Poet Who Flows It And Knows It … !!!!!  
  
My Gifts Are Displayed …  
Whenever My Wordplay And Pen Meets With Page … !!!  
  
So THAT Makes A ... " BAD GUY " … ?!?
Once Again I Ask ….. " WHY " ..… ?!?
  
I'm No Al Pacino And Have NO Scarred Face …  
My Peeps On Kamino' Would Tell You The SAME … !!!!!
  
These GOOD GUYS Bring SHAME …  
To GOODNESS In Ways That Prove They Are LAME …  
From Things That They Say In Words That They Relate … !!!  
  
It Seems That Their Brains Have FAR TOO MUCH Space ...
In Which They Betray WHERE Their Anger Lays … !!!!!  
  
The ANGER They HOLD That They ...
NEED TO LET LET GO … !!!!!
  
That's Why They Call NAMES .....
Because They Feel PAIN From Words That EXCLAIM … !!!!!
  
A LACK of INTEGRITY …  
Cos' They're Their ... WORST ENEMY … !!!!!
  
Consciences HURTING … !!!
Because They Keep Skirting With What's DISCONCERTING … !!!
  
NO LOVE For THEMSELVES … !!!!!
  
It's NOT Hard To Tell That They NEED TO Quell …  
That STENCH That They Smell …. !!!!!!!!!!!!!
  
Whenever Their Actions Start Causing REACTIONS ... !!!  
That They Cannot Manage Because of The DAMAGE ...  
It Brings To Their Psyche Both Daily And Nightly … !!!!!
  
RESTLESS … Most Likely … ?!?
Because What They Dream Make Nightmares Seem Clean  … ?!?
  
But I'm The …. " Bad Guy " …. ?!?
  
Something ……
Just Don't Seem RIGHT … ?!?!?
  
When Words That I Write Are Quick To Shed Light …  
On DARKNESS They Try To Hide From Bright Eyes ... !!!  
  
Who Simply Relate How Lies They INFLATE ...
DO NOT Make The Grade Because They're SO FAKE … !!!  
That CLAIMS That They Make Are … NOT EVEN BAD … !!!!!
  
They're Really … Quite SAD … !!!!!  
  
Their Mirrors Are BROKEN Because They Be Quoting …  
Words That Are SOAKED IN All Types of WRONG Potions … !!!
  
And NO … I'm Not Joking … !!!!!
  
Like Joe I Be …. " Smokin' " ... !!!
These Fools With STRAIGHT RHYMES ...
That HURT Their Insides …. !!!!!!!!!
  
So I'm … " The BAD GUY " … ?!?
For … NOT Telling LIES … ?!?
  
It Is What It Is When My Lyrics HIT …  
No Need To Decipher Cos' I'm NOT A Liar … !!!!!
  
My Mind State Is HIGHER Than Trying To Light FIRES …  
To Prove I'm The MAN Cos' I Already AM … !!!!!!!
  
I Did RIGHT By My Fam' … !!!
While GOOD GUYS Just … " RAN  " … !!!!!
  
I Thought It Was TRUTH …
That Defined What Is … GOOD … !!?!!
  
NOT Lying For FUN … ?!?
To … Daughters And Sons …
  
Some Fathers And Mums ...
NEED TO CUT OUT That Stuff … !!!
  
It Saddens My Soul To See These … " A-Holes " … !!!!!
CLAIM To Be RIGHTEOUS When They Are The LIARS … !!!
  
Who've Caused Human Nature …  
To Lack Natural Flavours That … DENY The Haters …  
A Chance To Express The Lies They ACCEPT ...
As Being THE TRUTH  … Cos' That ISN'T COOL !!!
  
They'll Try To CONVINCE ...  
YES ... YOU And THEMSELVES ...
That You Are NOT WELL !!!!!
While They're ABOVE … "sins" … ?!?
  
That's Where They'll Begin …
So Here's Where I'll END … !!!
  
If They Are … " THE GOOD " … ?!?
And Live …. " HAPPY LIVES " … !!?!!
  
Where Do They Find Time … ???
To … ASSUME In Their Mind …  
That They Have The Right …  
  
To Define …  
  
........... " The Bad Guy " …….…

Expressive as onomatopoeia,
Come in with that boom, bang, clash.
That assalamualakum ****.
A dismissive villain with mad ideas,
Make these bad divas act up like Madea.
Rebel and find out *****!
When I lay this piece upon ya sis!
Nobody ruthless as this!
So dark and faceless, ya would think…
I was made in the abyss.
Made something out nothing,
Big bang up in this!
I sustain, pull the clip.
Like Rick James, I’m the ****!
Cold blooded, **** the simp.
Yes I made it, I admit!

Coked out chollos,
Cringe when I hear em say yolo,
Sirens ring out,
Uh oh here come the popo,
The supposed superheroes,
That is till they be tempted by dinero,
Eating out the hands of monsters,
Whose the real bad guy? Al Pacino.
Want protection pay the mobsters.
Wondering the difference between that and our tax dollars?
Don’t kid yourself brother!
Politicians are the real Godfathers!
Where God is replaced by the almighty dollar.
That could turn a scholar,
To a Rottweiler.
A sharped dressed deviant that wears a white collar,
But instead of being arrested they are honoured.
Left feeling sick to my stomach,
Watching this union between cops and robbers.

Living in a reality where dark knights get annihilated.
Matched the profile,
So, better prepare to be violated!
Don’t matter if all your life you’ve been docile.
That **** don’t matter when it comes to hatred!
Where tragedies like the green mile,
Happen every other day!
Justice is dead,
If it ever really lived in the first place!

Four times a week
Matinee Evening or Night.
A trip to the movies .
Was a guarantee
As I call to mind.
A bijou of a place
Standing in queue
Counting the heads ahead.
Fervently praying for a seat
Looking at the marquee.
Stars name Starring in.
Ticket in hand
Was Disneyland.
Next stop was the poster
Mammoth in size
In awe would analyze.
Eyes sharp as laser.
Focus on the credits
Memorizing the artists.
Row didn't matter
Insistent but on an aisle seat.
The view seemed better
A quirk I never got over.
Always early and looking at the watch
Eagerly waiting for the curtains to part.
Commercials and Government Propaganda.
Enduring the two was hard.
Trailer was theaters choice.
If shown there was no greater joy.
Censor certificate would flash.
Number of reels had to be scrutinized.
The length of the film it indicated.
All I learnt ,I learned from the movies.
Escapism it wasn't.
It reflected reality.
In the darkness surrounding the walls.
Existence outside seemed like a dream.
Rays from the projector
Made life look brighter.
Certain things leave.
Others Stay.
Ellicits an emotional response
Feeling being the outcome.
Inscribed seldom witherd.
Thinking and Feeling paradoxical.
Contradiction within the hall.
70 s the greatest era since existence.
Movies made were no exception.
Never came out disappointed
Magicians were the makers.
Collaboration amongst masters
Craft at its zenith
Skill never scarce
Epitome of brilliance
Audience addiction but natural

Charles Bronson Death Wish.
Audience manipulation at its zenith
Body count lost count
Bronson being cheered and worshipped
Everytime shot a man dead.

Clint Eastwood ***** Harry.
Iconoclastic cop full of Fury.
Crowds swelling
Superstar by defenition
4 more sequels held our attention.

Sean & Roger.
Nobody did it better
Bond and Beyond
License to ****
Gadgets and Puns
Q & M
Made it fun
Gun Barrel and theme.
Made the audience scream.
Entertainment only motive
All 13 adorable.

Steve McQueen,The Thomas Crown Affair.
The King of Cool
Monet missing .
McQueen present.
Played Chess with Faye
Held the crowds in sway

Burt Reynolds
Smokey and the Bandit
Chased across the South ,Sally in tow
Taxied on the freeway
In a Pontiac Trans am
Surround sound.
Made ears drown
Train wrecks ,Car chases , Sheriff's Department and the FBI
Know you're in for a Reynolds fare.

Yul Brynner stylish and bald.
Unique walk idolised by all.
Leader of the Seven.
Oscar for King and I
Ramses to Moses
Endearingly Popular
Baritone voice
People s Choice.





Lee Marvin headed The ***** Dozen.
Nunnally Johnson had it written.
Every time it had a run
Fans enjoyed the fun.

Paul Newman The Macintosh Man
Most famous blue eyes
Directed by Huston
Enjoyed a good run
Butch and Sundance
The Sting
Made a great pair with Redford
Male Bonding never looked more stylish




Gene Hackman  The French Connection
Pedal to the metal.
Pontiac Le Mans.
Chasing an El train
Greatest chase sequence ever filmed
Hackman Actor and Superstar
Twice won the Oscar.

Warren  Beatty **** Tracy
Appeared on screen scarcely.
Multifaceted and handsome.
More Oscars than films acted
Is an old Hollywood joke which hasn't dated.

Jack Nicholson Chinatown.
Mentored by Roger Corman.
Some are Stars .
Some are Actors.
Star and Actor
A rare Combination,
He achieved by dedication.
Multifaceted man
Everybody is a fan
Oscar for every decade
Inmate ,Astronaut ,Writer
Whatever the character
The Academy did honour.
Also watched him play Joker, drifter murderer
Turned down The Godfather
Independent Republic of Jack Nicholson
Is the name of the abode for his fans.
Given by none other than Mike Nichols.


Amitabh Bachchan and Dharamendra.
Two greatest superstars of India.
3 films together
Outcome couldn't be bigger.
Chupke Chupke a comedy classic.
Sholay praised even by Satyajit Ray.
Ram Balram with Vijay Anand
You can't go wrong.
Sold out for weeks in advance.
Black Market was the only chance.
Inflated prices ,they built houses
The legend goes.
Sea of humanity
A regular sight
Where their movies played .
Cash registers ringing
Never missed the opening screening.

Marlon Brando The Godfather
You can't refuse the offer
Refused the Oscar.
Method Acting mentor
Generations of Actors, will always remember.

George Scott ,Patton
Sagebrush portrayal
Of the 4 Star General
Opening monologue
Inspiration to all
Great Actor who went beneath the skin of the character.

Al Pacino Scarface
Portrayal in your face
Theater , Television and Movies.
Performed with equal intensity.
Tony ,Emmy and Oscar
Would be proud to be in his roster.

Robert De Niro Godfather 2
He portrayed Vito too
Created history
Won the Oscar for Supporting Actor
To Brando a worthy successor.

Robert Redford Brubaker
A name given to every reformer
Adored by Women
Imitated by Men.
Superstar of the decade
Turned director
Won the Oscar
Sundance Festival
Platform provided
Filmmakers flocked
Many talents unlocked.




If I'm told I have only a few hours to live.
Can we go and watch a movie

Concert on Jupiter



Hi everyone and welcome to Jupiter
For this great concert of great stuff

I was walking down the street ya know
Talking to all the girls ya know
Feeling in love with everyone ya met
Then I went to a party, dude
To say I was a party dude
I like to party everywhere
And make myself very happy too
You see life isn’t a bed of roses
People do have stresses ya know
But if you take those stresses
To make them less stressing
It will be fun oh yeah
Then you get a dollar
And spend it on something great
It is like counting your dollars
From 1-000 right up to eight
Come on dude come on mate
Let’s go out till really late
Maybe a night club
Maybe a casino
You can feel as cool as Al Pacino
One o’clock two o’clock
Your are a **** rock
Go out go out by the clock
And c’mon dudes let’s party

Next one

Hooray hooray
And see ya
Never want to meet up with you again
But if we must
It’ll be at a party
Where the limelight will hide your ugly face
Hooray hooray
To a paper which has a lot of news
From raiders getting cheered
For winning and if they lose they get booed
This is australia
Lucky land
But if you  believe that your insane
But it that in the land of the crazy drunks
Even if the girls all call them hunks
Just look them right in the eye and say
Hooray
Hooray hooray
Mate you understand
Nothing new to me
There are lots of phedaphilea
Going on and just one simple word
Instead of meeting them you say hooray
Hooray hooray
And goodbye
To my favourite life time friends
That this time will never end
Just say into their mighty eyes
And say hooray
Oh yeah, c’mon mate

Next one

It’s the badass christian devil
Who hates everyone who hates the word evil
You see he originally tried to
Bring music to heaven
But got kicked out for doing people wrong
So what you do
Is get rid of him
His future will be made to look so dim
He is badass, mate
And I don’t feel for him being kicked out of holy land
You need to get reformed mr devil
But people say that is an impossible thing
Reforming the devil is hard to do
Even if he says I am ready to change
You see this crazy faith
Believes in looking after our fellow man
But says the devil is unwelcome there
Oh yeah the devil said
I am here to change again
You let everyone out if they could change
But me oh me you leave me here
I am the devil and the devils advocate
And I want to say this
If you let out a man for
Killing his kids
Why don’t you let me out
For bringing music into heaven
The devil doesn’t bring bad things around
That is just looking for someone to blame

Next one

My my my Jesus
I want to become the messiah oh yeah
But if you understand this
That the messiah is a person
Jesus hates that idea
You see the messiah is Jewish
And are Christian man
You believe you are better
As you write me a letter
To become close to your father
And believe in the latter
You see when you are called
To build a temple in Israel mate
And walking through the golden gate
You bring people you hate with you mate
That will tempt your fate
You see he says he believes in peace
But he likes the way people ****
Some say he is the messiah
Others say he is a dill
And he needs a pill
Or two or three or four, maybe more
You see he isn’t very friendly
Except for the people he likes
He will buy heaps of shoes
Like new balance and our very own Nike
I am the Jewish messiah
And I believe in fighting the other
Faiths who ruin the Jews

Serpico

limit tree eye
a passing passerby
with tulips that fly
into the eye we shall see
burning with fire
a gun for hire

Serpico as Al Pacino
go with the flow
came out years ago
carry on then let go
elect new members
place, spaces & traces

Live it up
As if the light of a skunk
braided by the mere notion of goals
barren sea onto remember me
falling down on my knees
love, hate & sweat

so sorry that we met
not so easy to forget...
Atica ! Atica ! Atica !
beat one with a baseball bat
live at each attempt
porcelain tape some call it fate

There’s ALWAYS...  
MUCH To CONSIDER...  

When It Comes To...  
... FAMOUS Figures...  

Who Are QUICKER To Pull Triggers...  
Than The Best Olympic Sprinters... !!!  
  
Cos' There Are Always...  
... BIGGER PICTURES...  
  
Where There’s ALWAYS...  
... Someone QUICKER...  
Who Wants To Prove They’re SINNERS...  
  
BIGGER Than New Escobars’...  
And Guys Like Nicky Barnes... !!!  
  
TRUE ORIGINAL Gangstas’...  
  
Who Like Jeru' Are REAL DAMAGERS...  
of Crews of Dudes Whose Managers...  
Employ The BADDEST Characters... !!!  
  
Like Bikers Who...  
Are Sent From HELL...  
To BLAZE With RAGE...  
To Make Heads SWELL... !!!  
  
Like ALI When He DANCED...  
Around Fighters With NO CHANCE... !!!  
  
To Counter How He’d BLISTER...  
With Punches That Were SLICKER...  
Than ANY GQ Mister...  
Or BEAUTIFUL... HOT Sista'... !!!  
  
So DON'T Be QUICK...  
To Be A FOOL And RUSH IN...  !!!  
  
Because Some of These Chicks...  
...... Act SICK...... !!!  
  
When It Comes To ****... !!!  
That They CAN'T RESIST...  
That They Want To Fit...  
In Between Those Lips... !!!  
  
Because The Next Thing Is...  
The ARRIVAL of... Kids... !!!
  
So It’s Best To THINK...  
And CONSIDER Things...  
BEFORE You Get Tricked...  
And Start To SINK...
  
Because Your Ship...  
... TITANICALLY Drifts.....  
Until You're... DROWNED...  
Cos Your Thoughts WEREN'T Sound... !!!  
  
Like A GREEDY ****...  
Whose Business STINKS... !!!  
  
Because of Links...  
Who Are QUICK To Bring...  
... Bullets That HIT...  
HARDER Than Drug Liks’...  
That Make Man SNIFF...  
Just Like SCARFACE Did... !!!  
  
WITHOUT Acting In A Pacino Flick... !!!  
  
It’s Best To CONSIDER...  
Before You Pull Triggers...  
If You AIN'T John Wick... !!!  
  
See I’m A LYRICIST...  
Whose Lyrical Gifts...  
Are Those That Enlist...  
The Type of Lyrics...  
  
That Are Those That Show...  
... Which Way To Go...  
  
When It Comes To Dark Roads...  
That Lead To Black Holes... !!!  
  
YES The... Types of Zones...  
That Can Cut TOO CLOSE...  
To The Bones of Those...  
Who Follow FOOLS Gold... !?!  
  
I Consider The TOLL...  
That Goes With Cargos...  
That Get EXPOSED...  
Within Ships Holds...  
That Face Embargo’s...  
Because of Coc’...  
And Dopes Who Roll...  
  
Into The... "GRIP"...  
of Police Well Equipped...  
To END A Mans' Wish...  
To Be A Drug Kingpin... !!!  
  
Who NEVER Considered...  
Being Cornered Like Tigger...  
WITHOUT Winnie Or Pooh... !!!!!  
  
Because I THINK Things Through...  
And Try To Be Shrewd...  
As Well As... COOL...  
In The Face of BAD News...  
That Can Lead To FEUDS... !!!  
  
With CARTELS Who Pull Moves...  
Like... COLOMBIANS Do... !!!!!!  
  
Who Are Quick To Collude...  
With Informants Who...  
Want To See You LOSE...  
So Will HAPPILY SHOOT... !!!
  
NO MATTER What Cost...  
It Takes To Be The BOSS...  
WITHOUT James Brown Songs...  
  
Or... HEAVY DUTY FUNK...  
Or The Type of Drums...  
That Made His Funk BUMP... !!!  
  
Like The Type of CHUMPS...  
Who Are... IGNORANT... !!!!!!!  
  
So Will Pull DUMB Stunts...  
That STINK Like A SKUNK...  
That Is CLEARLY FRIGHTENED... !!!  
  
So Is QUICK To Let Off...  
Something SO PUNGENT... !!!  
  
That It Makes You ILL...  
And Makes You Wanna ****...  
Like Uma' Did... BILL...  
In A Way That CHILLS... !!!  
  
And Makes You More BITTER...  
Than A CORNERED KILLER...  
In AN... MJ Thriller... !!!  
  
So I Hope That This Piece..  
of CONSIDERED Poetry...  
Has Helped You Young Guns See...  
  
That To Be A Smooth Criminal...  
You Need To Be An Individual...  
Who Has STRONG PRINCIPLES...  
That PROVE That You’re A THINKER...  
  
Who Recognises... THIS...  
VERY IMPORTANT THING... !!!  
  
To Be The Type of Figure...  
Who Inspires Clever Scripture...  
  
Cos’ You're COLDER Than A Blizzard...  
In The Midst of An Arctic Winter...  
  
You MUST SEE The...  
... BIGGER PICTURE... !!!  
  
Cos’ There Will ALWAYS Be...  

“ Things That You Need To Consider ! “

The Scarface Pacino
And the Godfather Brando
Vegetarian pizza
Frances of Rome

Ms. Jennifer Botta
Providence, Rhode Island
Boston's Little Italy
Siena, far from home

I read The Name of the Rose
Crazy For You
Poppa Don't Preach
Pleasure dome

Jackie Graziano
Kissed her by the lockers
I think Judi saw
Om mane padme Om

   Wind in the Sandy loam ...

Can you capture this

Turning always
Sawing logs falling
Unloved
Never Bought or finished
Eyes glossed
In another’s lens
Planned flat
And true
He approached
Beginning to repair
His favorite sounds
In his parents house


Some whispers don’t lock

Pacino?  Poignant Sidney P direction on set?

Will this one's for you

Serious lie
Non assertive rights
Apply your serious mental illness in ventura

This is the best around, nothing's gonna ever keep ya down

I just need a mailing address

Wow

Homekey outlawed

Conflict?

Al Pacino ladies and gents
Charles Dickens

The invalid from Brewster's millions is on life support

Oh the begging
Lost in words
The stumbling
The creature
The harried caustic language
Work, works, output
Ah, the furtive tundra of Russia
Calamity abroad!
Once more to the see, see it!
The hideous piles of immigrants

Never allow them in!!!
Launch!!! The crusades!!!

Ambivalent Textures!!!!

The films!!!!

Pacino!!!! My savior!!!!

Rick moranis no way Rejoice

Bulldog outtakes

****** 50ft tall corks the spigot

Some schools of thought

I support this message

Paid for by sponsorship measures

Written and drafted

In association with so and sewing politician

On the campaign trail to success in gold mines


In the criminal justice economy

If one makes incorrect answer with time

Private courts gold


If you do not accept this deal then we go to psychology he tells me at our last free speech chess match in county jail

That's from the inside of civil disobedience training in the employees bank account method

Have a Pacino crab cake for the testa di morro
Grammar mistakes are forms of legible free speech


Your welcome Alexandria Barack and Mr Robert *****

Stay tuned

I was a child for three years
The general day, has a length
Of reach, mother
Of teaching, tao, grand
Keys two feins
And neither one minds
Saying away with The Troubles

Good morning Kenneth

Irish chefs of creme and basil haunts


Tell me bout the good ole days

Good morning miley

Miley you wanna go to the carlyle jazz lounge tonight?

The French revolt!
Shedding hurt across dauntless lust
Peeled in ways as stained

Hurt?

Hispania guides the brief
Pains my hearts won't speak
Daring journey, forgetful rome


Lighthouse church is poor people
In Newbury Park
When requesting help with a mailing address one must walk to rome

One church many crimes and cult followings

Al Pacino methods

Eva?

The poor western wheat Alexandria

Elizabeth? A library is obstruction to them whom have no other means to hide in doors shawled

My criminal records of poverty social work community service and poetry

The budget betty

United Rentals service lot
Haas automotive
Draw bars and spindle room crew
Paula Rubio, gratzi

In a recession
Before a layoff
Adding warehouse shares to cuts burnt

Economics Robert

Rsa jazz Barack

Dussenbergs pipped in 3

Jenna, inspectors of the labors of our loved losses

Where is the reservation paperwork Claire?  On the English poppyloss

Padraig O'tuama's tram books

Look at my electrical ribbons forget to change Langston

Rupi, your feathers and vh1 anericana

See the n instead of m
That's legible rupi

That means you can start over our peaceful assembly bill rupi
And end homelessness

Paris are we tired yet?

Taylor, reba?

Retiring a general and his family is a war in and of itself

That's never been Ireland's civil war
160 years is enough america

Brexit

No race in Ireland's typing or ink

I accepted the position as the general of the Hague regarding that war
That was general assembly
That's done

Today the human rights is violated for having the crime of water removed from civilized people

A hunt for a portable ***** to wash one's self

That's dispossession

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She has a name
She knows my name
For now the devastated stage is closed for a few minutes

Stencils?  Kinda delicate dreams to be made out of

Zoe your a stencil sculpting me huh?

Prayer teams on the street Norwegian fisherman, whoda thought huh Pacino

So Kendalls girlfriend is a mom
Likes the dry drinks

Ya can't tell devasted love
New York justified dropping cry babies because there
New York theater

And you an audience
Look up
It's all you

I'm a poem
Writing about tough times
Can't play a record
The city! It's broke again
All the lights are out
Spent, useless
And Leo's in your ear
Watch when I tell my cousin leo