flowers need water lack of rain is apparent what is God planning
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those who can’t, teach critics who can’t, preach the human form of the leech
it is so easy to pick on others done by those who don’t like their mothers the loners who can’t be like brothers
governments just wanting to placate the herd politically correct and gender neutral preferred unfortunately love has become a passé word
woe is the man whose ego is right sized by the really sick he is totally despised as a milk toast he is characterized
keep on praying, don’t be afraid big money has manufactured this charade they know that there is no free in free trade
there will come a day that no one can predict one can only hope that it will be a peaceful conflict hopefully it is the winning side that peace has picked
today, try to make your own choices be wary of the devil and his many voices don’t let social media control your devices
don’t teach, don’t preach, share the love vote for those who believe that there is a God above and just stay out of the way when push comes to shove
politics and religion can ruin small talk
most people are not qualified to discuss either
their lame excuse is having a mental block
even the smartest can be an underachiever
say the word poetry and watch them squirm
remembering hippies and beatniks reading prose
the genre doesn’t even appeal to every bookworm
rhyme is left to the lover who wants to propose
seems that everyone is just too serious
or just too stupid, enjoying movies that have no plot
beyond ordinary understanding they believe the mysterious
going a lifetime of never having an original thought
the sad lament is that most of them are politicians
praying that they may find some legitimate positions
ME and the Boss Poetry 