Words today run short
Shorter than days
Longer than moments
In this moment
Give me the words
Short Words
Reply
The Ragged Carriage
We are carried in the carriage
Ragged and old
We must find new wheels
New axels
Our carriage can’t carry
Us much longer
Not like this
We are going to break the carriage
Disparage
Can we please fix the carriage
Normally Abnormal
Poems on current affairs
Or the state of the current affair
I am not sure how to decipher
Explain
The difference
I mean
Who cares
Underwater drones seized
I guess this is what it will be
The new normal
Is not normally
Going along
In a world changing
Faster than my hands can type
This type of change is uncertain
WE LACK HOPE
We lack direction
We lack the ability
To detect a fraud
Before its inception
What’s the use
It is just the new
Something we have to get used to
Cycle Continue
In the news
Nothing new it seems
Nothing we can’t undo
Redo
How the cycle continues
How uncertain can we pull back the curtain
Of deception
Unknown
Around and around
We go
Think of the Solution
I will arise
Arise in the morning
Arise to the challenge
Lie awake at night
Thinking of solutions
My own illusion
Conclusions
Never quite reached
In a hope of making a plan
To build a house
Upon a great heap of sand
So I run
Sleep
Run
Words of Inflammatory
Spare in public
Spare in private
We are now ragged to the words
The fierce ideals
Of which I have no appeal
Prose
Or poetry
Do no good in the face of extremists
Rather words of inflammatory are
The choosing
The Cold Chair
Late night
Out of sight
Vanished in the thin winter air
The stare of one thousands breezes
Over a vacant chair
Isn’t it a cold night
A cold long night
I Respect
What is freedom of speech
When it is used as a means
To insult the strong or weak
Has an inherent conflict
With the word’s we speak
I respect
But respectfully disagree
How do we discover a line
A purpose
When the lines are so blurry now
We all have a right to our own views
At what point does it infringe on the rights
Of others
If abused in this sense
Seems morally distressed
I respect the freedom of speech
But I also must respect you
Keep Your Stakes
Keep your stakes friend
I will keep mine
You run the country
I’m running around just trying
No advocates for artist
Rather keep the real estate
State to state
Proclaim
The lies keep dropping
Like smog filled drops of rain
What’s potential and what’s real
Only the average man can feel
Not in some high rise or looming tower
The hands that make these luxuries
Know nothing of the top shelf
Build it high
Then sell it to the highest bidder
Bitter
Bitter
Bitter
What’s happens to the hands that build these towers
After the wealthy have laid there fur rugs
We all look up in disdain
Disbelief
Keep your holdings friends
And I’ll keep mine
Pure Ebullience
Surge the dollar
Pure investor ebullience
Jitters provoked
Revoked
My dollar stays the same
Still 4 bucks for coffee
6 bucks for a meal
What the fuck is the fuss?
Fuss fuss fuss
I still can barely keep up
This powerful emblem means something
To someone
Just not me
Not today
Or tomorrow
Hit the high gear
It’s getting rough
Tax cuts
Sequesters
I’ve had enough
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