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Out out brief Candle, By Brian37

QUOTE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MACBETH:"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Here is my spin on that wonderful and profound line:



Out, Out brief candle, By Brian37

To-deities, and to-gods, and to-God

Creeps in this petty tyrant from day to day

Until the extinction of humanity new ones will be invented

And all our yestergods have been created by fools

The way to tribal death. Out out brief myth

Claims are but a walking shadow, a poor reflection

That struts our narcissism upon the stage

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by the credulous, full of sound and fury

Signifying nothing.

 (END)

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 High Score, By Brian37

 High Score, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

One, two

Three, four, five

Six, seven, eight

Nine, ten

 

Eleven, twelve

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen

Sixteen, seventeen, eightteen 

Nineteen, twenty

 

Twenty-one, twenty-two

Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five

Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight

Twenty-nine, thirty

 

Thirty-one, thirty-two

Thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five

Thirtysix, thirty-seven, thirty-eight

Thirty-nine, fourty

 

Fourty-one, fourty-two

Fourty-three, fourty-four, fourty-five

Fourty-six, fourty-seven, fourty- eight

Fourty-nine, fifty

 

Fifty-one, fifty-two

Fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five

Fifty-six, fifty-seven, fifty eight

Fifty-nine, sixty 

 

Sixty-one, sixty-two

Sixty-three, sixty-four, sixty-five

Sixty-six, sixty-seven, sixty-eight

Sixty-nine, seventy

 

Seventy-one, seventy-two

Seventy-three, seventy-four, seventy-five

Seventy-six, seventy-seven, seventy eight

Seventy-nine, eighty

 

Eighty-one, eighty-two

Eighty-three, eighty-four, eighty-five

Eighty-six, eighty-seven, eighty-eight

Eighty-nine, ninety 

 

Ninety-one, nighty-two

Ninety-three, ninety-four, ninety-five

Ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight

Ninety-nine, one-hundered

 

One-hundred one, one-hundred-two

One-hundred-three, one-hundred-four, one-hundred-five

One-hundred-six, one-hundred-seven, one-hundred eight

One-hundred-nine, one-hundred-ten

 

I wasn't counting numbers

I was counting faces

I was counting death

Every day in all places

 

With every fired bullet

Every time displaces

Shatters many a family

Such a vile status

 

Twenty-four 

Repeats much more

Cares not of repreive 

Locked or open doors

 

Twenty-four

Three-sixty-five

One-hundred-ten

No longer alive

 

Why is it then

Of our allies

Do not have this problem

Magnified

 

Sorry far right, it is not right

To coddle your fetish

With mounting carnage

All day and all night

 

We were through

Fed up with this

Decades ago

But you always say no

 

You claim every time

You really care

When we agree with you

You run away scared

 

One day for sure

The CEOs will lose

The lobby bankrupt

With nothing to do

 

Quite workplaces

Quiet stores

Happy concerts

Happy hotels

 

People not worried

About dodging and running

People not pleading

For a gun at them pointed

 

Streets all calm

No sirens to hear

No parties shot up

The slabs not near

 

The crime sceen tape

Should go extinct

Never to be used

At a mass shooting

 

Fewer suicides

And domestic murder

Accidental

No more demand to order

 

Psychiatrists not booked

Over PTSD

Battlfied weapons

Civlians don't need

 

Vigilantes not welcome

Anywhere

This isn't the movies

The guns don't care

 

Good Sumaritan 

You must beware

More likely to be injured

The perp don't care

 

One, two, 

Three, four, five

Six, seven, eight

Nine, ten

 

Shoud I start the count

All over again?

NO! NO! NO!

I WANT THIS TO END!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Dear Ms Hughes, By Brian37

 Dear Ms Hughes, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twiter)

 

You say are laws don't work

I 100% agree

You say our laws are racist

You won't get any denial from me

 

Your son 

And 18 so far

And that is 18

Too many

 

I can never know 

The pain you endure

And until

Your last day

 

But your blame 

Is missplaced

As to who should take

Responsibility

 

Democrats

Do not want

Black bodies

In the morgue

 

Democrats are not

Denying the right

To defend onself

Based on any race or creed

 

I know about 

The the Black Panthers

Who armed themselves

Back in the 60s

 

Supported 

By the NRA

Supported by

White Supremacy 

 

 

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 Dear Ms Hughes, By Brian37

 Dear Ms Hughes, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twiter)

 

You say our laws don't work

I 100% agree

You say our laws are racist

You won't get any denial from me

 

Your son 

And 18 so far

And that is 18

Too many

 

I can never know 

The pain you endure

And until

Your last day

 

But your blame 

Is missplaced

As to who should take

Responsibility

 

Democrats

Do not want

Black bodies

In the morgue

 

Democrats are not

Denying the right

To defend onself

Based on any race or creed

 

I know about 

The the Black Panthers

Who armed themselves

Back in the 60s

 

Supported 

By the NRA

Gun control wanted suddenly

Blacks denied by white supremacy

 

They now claim

And falsely so

Your son had the right

To defend and fight

 

But the real reason

Is not what you think

They in turn will blame

Black crime in big cities

 

So the truth as to why

They want blacks to have guns as well

Is so rural whites and urban blacks

To everyone guns will sell

 

GOP/NRA/ and the ceo's

Want everyone to be enemies

Panic buys for everyone

And industry profits soar 

 

And as you discribed

A gun to his head

The bullet still faster

Than if your son reached

 

It wouldn't have helped him

In such a case

But better gun tracing

And better vetting could have saved

 

It's not about blacks

Because of mean Democrats

It is vile marketing

On which the industry sits

 

Legal buys

Most of the time

Lead to death

Not always success

 

I see you"re in pain

But I hate to say

By the NRA

You are being played

 

They care not of you

Or whites or cops

The industry makes bundles

When more bodies drop

 

They use division

They have no intrest

But to protect their gravy train

At all zip code's expense

 

Remember Daffy

And the con he pulled

Selling boobie traps

To the Rooster and Dog?

 

Neither realized

The real fraud

So they hurt each other

And the perp got off

 

And left you in pain

And all skin tones in fear

Of going out the door

And going to school

 

I can never know

What you went through

I have no words

I haven't a clue

 

But please don't aim

Your anger at me

This Democrat is on your side

We want everyone to see

 

Daffy is playing 

You against  me

"Look out for the other guy"

Is what the NRA needs

 

Don't give them the ammo

To give you more caskets

To attend more funerals

The sane have had it

 

Even most gun owners

Want the most basic of things

Universal background checks

Safety it brings

 

Red flags do work

Even if you don't see it

Talk to safety advocates

We really need it

 

I can never know

I am not a parent

But I could have been killed

By my dad's errant bullet

 

My dad was drunk

Picked up his 38

Pulled the trigger twice

In a town house

 

I was 5 or 6

In the same room

It could have been me

I could have met my doom

 

Where were the factories

Where were the shops

Caring where dad's toys

Ended up?

 

He should have never been

Allowd to buy

"I want one, because I want one"

No longer applies

 

That little girl

Spread blood on her body

Played dead to escape 

Being murdered so sorry

 

It isn't about denying blacks

It is about simply stating facts

Arm more sell more

Simply does not work

 

Democrats are not

Your enemy

Daffy the con duck

Wants you to bleed

 

Wants everyone

To shoot some more

In all directions

Their profits will soar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 If You Can Keep It, (AKA, Brian

 

 "If you Can Keep It", (AKA, Brian James Rational Poet FB and @briannrrs37 on twitter)

 

We the people do not 

Attempt to overthrow 

Our nation's capital

With flag poles

 

No tactical gear

Or that of mace 

Incited by one man

Couldn't lose with grace

 

We the people

Do not want

Mobs of insurrectionists

Republic's downfall

 

30 seconds 

Away from he was

The Vice President 

Almost hung

 

In his layer 

The coward snuck

Said he'd be with them

But yet he did run

 

Sat and watched

Was having fun

Police were beaten

But did not run

 

The bastard got

A follower shot

This big lie

She had bought 

 

His AG

Had had enough

Bullshit he called it

But he wouldn't stop

 

Even his daughter

Recognized

There was no fraud

No conspiracy ties

 

We the people

Watched in horror

Windows broken

Smashed in doors

 

In the rotunda 

X marked the spot

The symbol of sedition

Roamed the halls

 

Of honor she spoke

They have lost

Their dear leader

Lead them off

 

A cliff to oblivion

Well almost

Our fragile system 

At great risk

 

Reagan and Lincoln

MLK and Jefferson too

Watched and recoiled

At the damage they did do

 

Flex cuffs 

One intended to use

Loyal to a bully

Who told them to

 

Take back the country

But it was never stolen

Beaten police

Bones were broken

 

Election officials

They all told him

You did not win

Accept it's over

 

60 judges

One after another

Refused to hear

His hollow fodder

 

All hell will break lose

And how right he was

The evil fascists

Almost won

 

"If you can keep it"

Such profetic words

That founder knew

We could be hurt

 

We The People

Must remain vigilent 

Defeat foriegn and domestic

The enemy within

 

Keep those images

In your head

Never forget

It never ends

 

The lust for power

Is an evil monster

Almost murdered our system

In just a few hours

 

The gallows hung

Near the front steps

Poisonous lies

To them he fed

 

Lady Liberty

With knife to throat

If he could slit it

He damned sure would

 

Lady justice

Almost lost her scales

Judges defended her

Fortunately he failed

 

"If you can keep it"

It isn't over

He may be replaced

By someone silent and clever

 

Somone who smiles

Claims to be neutral

But the knife in your back

Could be eventual 

 

This why 

Co equal branches

Oversight abilities

And that of subpoenas 

 

Checks and ballances

All to insure

That not even the most powerful

Can be above the law.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Magnified, By Brian37 (AKA

 Magnified, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

It isn't a femor

Or collar bone

A torn ACL

Ankle or wrist

 

It is something

Many do miss

They falsely assume

You are faking it

 

Faking your pain

Right after a smile

Alone by yourself

You cry for a while

 

Magnify the smallest things

Magnify worry to extreems

Debilitating and crippling 

On an x ray, nothing to be seen 

 

The fear of judgment

Coming from others

"Buck it up" 

Is all they offer

 

Even your family

And your friends

Offer you up 

Simplistic answers

 

"You have your health

It could be worse" 

Isn't  your intent

That doesn't help

 

Empathy and compassion

Listening and hearing

Psychiatric help

Is what I'm needing

 

I magnify 

The serious too

Asigning myself guilt and blame

It's nothing new

 

Even when

I know it's not true

Kicking myself needlessly

Is what I do

 

I might as well

Be wrapped in chains

Anxiety's hostage

I can't explain

 

It leads to depression

Then back to a smile

The fault line unseen

And after a while

 

The cycle repeats

There is no end

It cannot be cured

Only but mananged 

 

Patience I ask

I ask of thee

Those in my circle 

Those that I love

 

I am not faking it

I am not lazy

I merely have

A natural malady 

 

It isn't a femor

Or collar bone

A torn ACL

Ankle or wrist

 

No x ray

Can detect it

Laypeople missguided 

Don't under stand this

 

Some don't care

And can be vicious

Razor sharp edge

Of ignorance 

 

It can push me 

Deep into that ditch

It cannot be turned off

Like a light switch

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Let Me Take A Peek Dear,

 Let Me Take A Peek Dear, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter)

 

I am sorry Madam

That organ in you

Is state property

Nothing you can do

 

Let me take a peek dear

I really don't care

Of your circumstances

Or claiming its not fair

 

You are state property now

You should be aware

Do not seek help at all

Just live in constant fear

 

Let me take a peek dear

I want to spread  your legs

I don't need your permission

You could end up in prison

 

God told me so

You must base your life

On male insecurity

And old books of mythology

 

Let me take a peek dear

I am the crotch police

I will hunt you down

I will give you no peace

 

You cant even have

A pill or IUD

I do not care at all

What you think of me

 

I want to shove you down

Make you fall on the ground

Rip your panties off

And grab a microscope

 

To make sure

You are forced to term

Your health is absolutely

None of my concern

 

Let me take a peek dear

After you are raped

Maybe your uncle

Got a hold of you

 

You must live your life

Reminded of that horror

That cluster of cells 

Will haunt you forever

 

Let me take a peak dear

At your family and friends

Orwell wont  let you get help

Watching you at every bend

 

That organ of yours

Is simply a factory

For fucking assole zealots

Claiming morality

 

Even if the birth

Is viable and comes out fine

After it is born it becomes

"Fuck you I got mine"

 

Let me take a peek dear

In reality 

I am pro birth

Not the quality

 

After it pops out

"fuck you they all shout"

You should have kept your legs closed

I will not help you out

 

Let me take a peek dear

God is on my side

He owns your vagina

In my ignorance I take pride

 

Ectopic may just kill you

Stillborns are your fault

Your uterus belongs rightfully

In the right wing vault 

 

I want to wake up tomorrow morning

In a shaky sweat

And realize it was just a nightmare

And we are not really living it

 

Let me take a peek dear

SCOTUS lied to us

Claimed they would uphold

50 years of precedence 

 

 

 

 

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 Martin V Thomas, By Brian

 Martin V Thomas, By Brian James RationalPoet on FB/META and @brianrrs 37 on Twitter)

 

Some of the 6 

Said it would stop with this

But the black man with white wife

Said he'd be willing to stick in the knife

 

You are willing to harm

Others who faught

For the same equality

You are supposed to defend

 

And haunting echos 

Of Martin's words

You don't have to be

Even the first

 

The first to be bullied

The first to be imprissoned 

Don't be complacent 

And think it won't happen

 

Niemoller's horrifying

Observaton

Of human dignity 

Bieng obliterated 

 

Because of the charisma 

Of a madman

Promised a utopia

In God's Arian land

 

The lobster turns red

The frog belly up

Boild so slowly

They couldn't escape

 

To buy the absurd

Use it to vilify

Scapegoat and  gaslight 

Leads more to die

 

Why should you worry

They're not targeting you

You're even their club

What could they do?

 

Did you ever

See the coup

Of  the madman of Baghdad 

Who outed his crew?

 

Thomas is playing

A dangerous game

One of theocracy

Mixed with fascism

 

How vile to hear

Such insane irony

His race's history

Shackled in misery 

 

And brave people

Continued on

To defeat the oppression

To make us all strong

 

Years ago 

At a nursing home

I ran into a survivor

Of the Warrsaw Ghetto

 

I asked the lady

What it was like

Peircing horror

I could see in her eyes

 

Then I asked her

About 45

Similar look

Had been replaced

 

"I don't like him"

It is easy to spot

Dangerous bullies

History's rot

 

A stain on our species

History

Yet purging pluralism

Is what Thomas suggests

 

Heed Niemoller 

And never assume

It cant happen here

Least humanity seals it's doom.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Gott Mit Uns, By Brian37

 Gott Mit Uns, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brian37 on twitter.)

 

Oh Mitch I bet you envey

The Taliban's ability

To invade female's privacy

Gott Mitt Uns

 

Oh Mississippi isn't it dandy

Your crotch watching army

Is doing it's patriotic duty

Gott Mit Uns

 

And in the Lone Star State

Cruz will masturbate

Having control over his mate

Got Mitt Uns

 

Leopold was her boss

In the basement he beat and tossed

The evil rat Jew maid

Gott Min Uns

 

6 fascist of the Klan

Judge the entire land

Vaginas they thus brand

Gott Mit Uns

 

Native Americans all over again

Our fellow citizens from Japan

Forced into internment camps

Got Mitt Uns

 

Feilds only to be plowed

Male seed is only allowed

To firtilize our new drones

Gott Mit Uns

 

Fuckers sitting on vile thrones

They've no clue about what they've done

We've had enough of them

Gott Mitt Uns

 

Gott Mitt Uns

Is not the source of pride

It makes a country die

No more Gott Mit Uns

 

Fuck you one and all

If up a crotch you crawl

That belongs not to you

Fuck Gott Mit Uns too

 

 

 

 

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 Incubator, By Brian37 (AKA

 Incubator, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

Get in the kitchen bitch

And make me a sandwitch

If you try to run, if you try to flee

The law will drag you back to me

 

Spread your fucking legs

So I can deposit my goo

You're a government incubator

There's nothing you can do

 

Dont call uber

Or any freind at all

We will arrest them

For helping you at all

 

Get in the kitchen bitch

And make me a sandwich

Your pussy is a clown car

We'll certianly make sure of this

 

You're just an incubator

Guns have more rights

The terrorists make them like candy

Handing them out day and night

 

Put on your submissive white habit

You know you fucking want it

You're a government incubator

Don't you try to fight it

 

Get in the kitchen bitch

And make me a sandwich

Oh fucking shit

Now you're going to resist

 

I've raised the sleeping giant

You're right to be defiant

Fuck the fascist men

You'll leave them fucking crying

 

kick them in their balls

Untill he cant see them at all

Into his bladder they'll end

And shit them out his mouth

 

Get in the dungeon man

Thats where you belong

Shackled by your sack

Barb wire with no slack

 

So how does it feel

To be put in your place

Mind your fucking business

Get out of their face

 

This isn't the middle ages

Not witches for you to hunt

Or burn at the stake

Based on your ignorance

 

Women are not incubators

Owned by Uncle Sam

If that is what you think

SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS!

 

 

 

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 Clusterfuck, ByBrian37

 Clusterfuck, ByBrian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/Meta and @brianrrs37 on twitter.)

 

Don't worry a bit

About lead in your pipes

Crumple zones or air bags

Or the high heat at night

 

Dont worry about 

Coal ash in your river

Who gives a fuck

What it might do to your liver

 

Keep pumping out

More green house gasses

The 6 justice fascists 

Care not for the planet

 

Thank you big oil

Exxon Shell and Mobile

Destroying our home

Does not make you noble

 

The planet cares not

Of the politics you've got

You cant vote it's dominance 

It has over us

 

Keep fucking it up

It will bite back

It cares not what you want

But what we do to it

 

Nobody sane

Wants a crumbling home

Dirty water

Out of your fawsett 

 

Nobody wants 

Tempertures so high

You burn in your house

Even at night

 

Nobody wants

There home to be flooded

More frequent hurricanes

The contents get gutted

 

Nobody wants

Our seefood poisoned 

With glitter or house cleaners

Dumped in our oceans

 

But unfortunately

That's what we are doing

Shortening our ride

With selfish consumption

 

But it is our job

To please billionaires

Rapid exploitation

Increasing our fears

 

It's unsustainable

In the long term

Don't you greedy fuckers

Understand it's our only home?

 

 

 

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 What Independence? (AKA

 What Independence? (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/Meta and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

You have the right

To remain our property

Anything you do can

And will be used against you

 

In the court of Christian theocracy

You have a right to submit in silence

As they pray  in public venues

Jefferson's wall in defiance 

 

You have the right

To a damaged atmosphere 

Of climate volatility 

They do not care

 

You have the right

To ignore nasty history

Of the brutal things

We did to minorities

 

The bombs bursting

Our instutions they're hurting

Checks on power

The right is deserting 

 

While the sefish barbecue

Light roman candles like fools

In close proximity to

That home belongs to you

 

Self entitlement 

Is what this day has become

The right to dictate to others

Checks on power done

 

I feel no independence 

From dangerous sycophants

The founders warned us of

Republic left in ashes 

 

They want their Christian state

Zealously bent on it

6 seats corrupted

Will put a seal on it

 

Christian Caliphate 

The Bell no longer rings

The Statue's tourch snuffed

It's the end of democracy

 

What independence

Is there left for me

You just want to dominate

Have your theocracy.

 

 

 

 

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 Highland Park, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/Meta and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

I am so fucking sick

Of seeing your fucking faces

Every time this happens

Come the bullshit excuses

 

It is this, it is that

It is this other

Who gives a fuck

If someone shot your mother?

 

The cable networks have

These fuckers on their payroll

Constantly talking of motive

Cell phones on speed dial

 

I am fucking sick

Of hearing the word "sensless"

Stop fucking saying that

We know what the real cause is

 

I've seen your fucking faces

For several decades now

I am tired of hearing your voices

Every time this fucking happens

 

It is the fucking guns

It is the flooded market

Sane want the violence to end

And we didn't start it

 

Fuck you Lauren Boebert

And Marjorie Taylor Green

Don't talk about pro life

Somthing you don't really mean

 

Where is my right 

To walk the streets day or night

Without my brians being splattered

For merely being in public

 

Life, liberty and 

The persuit of happiness

Oh silly me I sould just accept

 Our shooting gallery 

 

I am sick of seeing your faces

Began on Rolodexs'

Heuy's bloody news

Takes us back in time

 

You call yourself crime experts

I don't fucking care

You are not helping a bit

Playing after the fact armchair

 

MSNBC, CNN 

And local news

Fuck your fucking law experts

They are not helping you

 

Nothing on the backside

After the fact will help

Until we adress the epidemic

Of flooded market costs 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 RationalPoet...... A new firearm lullaby gun cultist parents can sing to their poor scared A-R 15 at night, before it goes to sleep dreaming of how many people it will slaughter in the days and weeks to come......

The Firearm's Lullaby, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/Meta and @brianrrs37 on twitter)


Hush little 15 don't you cry
Momma's going to sell a big fat lie
And if that fat lie don't sell
I'll pull out another
To see if it works as well

Hush little "no record at time of buy"
Momma's going to blame every thing in the sky
It's the video games and mentally ill
It's not the flooded market as they sell

Hush little gun cultist don't you fear
There's gaslit liberal right near
They want to oppress you
But that is not really true
I am simply selfish and lying to you.

I need your money
You gullible fool
To put my power
Over the right thing to do

Hush little factory
We've got your back
We'll protect blind immunity
No other industry gets

Hush little 15 don't you cry
Your inventor said it's not true
You were never meant
For civilian use

Hush little morgue
Don't you cry
Of dead bodies
There'll be plenty of supply

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 The Ghost Of Robert E Lee, By Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

Come over here Trump

You fascist Chump

Sit down, shut up,

And listen to me

 

I started a war

To keep them in chains

I was defeated 

And let me explain

 

I unconditionaly surrenderd 

I was the looser 

I didn't want any honor

For anything

 

I screwd up

I did bad things

Innocent people

I contained 

 

But unlike you

Who is an ignorant fool

When the battle is over

You don't control

 

I do not deserve 

Monuments

I do not deserve

Highschools named after me

 

Paper lion

Dictator wannabe

Your library obnoxious 

Sets none free

 

Look at the history

That followed me

The fools wanted a participation trophy

For a war I lost

 

And at what cost?

620k decayed

And all over what?

Slavery 

 

I was a traitor

A seditionist

And the same 

Could be said of thee

 

But you are far worse

In the history of thus

The office of

The Presidency

 

Blinded by lust

You tratiorous Trump

For failing to learn

The lessons of history.

 

 

 

 

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 "You Know So Well What God Wants?" by Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on (twitter).

 

Listen up Boebert

And Greene, Taylor, Marjorie

Of the voices of women

Of sanity

 

You love to tout

Right wing women

As the toughest 

In American History

 

That is not true

Not by a longshot

Listen to the voice

Of Susan B Anthony

 

She distrusted those

Who shouted their lies

Of what God wanted

Her to be

 

No ability to vote

Stuck in her kithen's home

Her only lot

To be a baby factory

 

She said "HELL NO!"

I do not want my mind

Or my body

To stay  second class property

 

And for that her reward

From old sexest white men

She was beaten up

For wanting such

 

She used power of vioce

With no weapons in hand

She used redress of grievance

As the First Amendment demands

 

Harriet Tubman too

Far better than you

Smuggled slaves from

Minds like you

 

And outside 

Our borders

Other female heros

Humanity can look up to

 

Muslim Malala

Atheist Ayaan Hirsi Ali

One shot in the head

Muslims wanted Ali dead

 

And I do not remember

One single story of either of them

Parading arround like they were

A reincarnation of Annie Oakley 

 

They used vote

Not violence

They promote inclusion

Not intolerence 

 

But make no mistake

When you point to our side

You cant get away

With equating us to the same

 

You are the bullies

Not the victims

You sucker your fearful base

Into money for your campaigns

 

That is fake bravery

It means nothing at all

Only to display

Your theocratic insecurities

 

Women with brains

Use intelect, reasoning

Not threats of fear

Or intolerence 

 

Ever watch"On Golden Pond?"

Don't look now, if you say yes

Atheist actress Katharine Hepburn

Dominated the big screen 

 

Of Rosa Park's memory

You defame

They never used violence

So you do the same

 

Mamie Till

Wanted the world to see

Of people like you

And fallacious bravery 

 

But if you want a fight

You wait and see

Women of sanity

Overwhelm thee

 

Women like Liz

Whom of 

I vehementy

Disagree

 

And under oath

Faced calls of traitor

Cassidy Huchinson

Faced  her arrogent bully

 

And once again

Without a gun

That is the epitome

Of true bravery

 

Standing tall

Is not at all

Anything close

To your ideology

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Dispense With Your Willful Ignorance, by Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37)

 

We are not a gang

We never were

Bald is  also not

Our hair color 

 

We are not

A political party

We never were

You owe us an apology

 

We are not a doctrine

We never were

Spreading your insecure stereotypes

Must be a lot of fun

 

We do not worship Darwin

He was just a man

He just was on the right track

DNA spoiled God's mythology plan

 

We are not 

A collective ideology

And we never were

We are just as diverse

 

But most importantly 

We are not a religion

So skip your condescention 

And your insecure narcissim

 

We hold different positions

On every topic  under the sun

So ditch your willful ignorance

We don't find it fun

 

Capable of great compasion 

As well as empathy

But just like all humans 

Also great acts of cruelty 

 

You would be well advised

To heed this common rule

Morality is in our species

Is not handed down to us

 

It is not divinely inspired

By any God or deties 

Our morality was always in us

Not in old mythology

 

So do humanity a favor

Dispense with your willful ignorance

We wont stick you in ovens

Or leave your churches in ashes

 

Oh yes oh yes

We will still be blasphemeous 

Especially with petty gods

Who want to bully us

 

But if a theist is our neighbor

Not bothering us one bit

You know the old axiom

It's "Live and let live.".

 

No one shoud ever value

Monopolies of government power

Checks and oversight on all aspects

Of societie's different interests 

 

We can get along

But submission is always wrong

We are not pets in your house

To always follow you arround

 

If that's the God you believe in

I don't know what to say

I am not a lab rat

Of him for sandbox play 

 

If that is the God you believe in

He is a petty brat

Who smashes his creation

And runs away a childish cad

 

We will not leave you bleeding

If one is an EMT

If you crashed your car

An obvious emergency

 

Even if you wanted

To mary into our famlies 

All we would want from you

Is to not be a giant douche 

 

The bullhorn we call congress

Is not a theocracy

It does not promote fascism

Nor favors one party

 

We don't want special rights

Just treat us equally

If you make the effort

To you a friend we might be

 

But never make the mistake

That you can dominate us

We are not your subjects

You do not rule over us

 

If you do not know

What our positions are

Ask the individual

That will serve you well 

 

Not a collective belief system

Our only common position

Is that of "off" on all gods

Dispense with your winks and nods

 

That signal to your fellow spies

Don't think we cant see that tactic

Of silent passive agression

Pretending to be our friends

 

It will be considered

Yet another distraction for

Of your selfish lust for power

And refusal to even share

 

In everyone's final hour

The ride ends the same

For both atheist and theist

Our one life is not a game

 

It does not have to be

Of "Us vs them"

So please for the love of reason

Let your ignorance end

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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 Stage 5, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

You smoked too much

Didn't eat well

Overdid everything

Now the doctor does tell

 

You missed your chance

The odds are against

You are at stage 5

It may be the end

 

It started in your lungs

Moved to your nodes

Now it's in your brain

No longer contained

 

But you were dead certain

The snake oil would cure

Hang on to that conspiracy

He sold to you vile swill

 

The white blood cells

Thought they fought the Redcoats 

Instead infected the vessels 

Of the way we conduct our laws

 

They thought they were chemo

But the oposite was true

They were the virus

Carried one man's disease 

 

This demagogue they please

Got them down on their knees

No vaccine for such danger

When reason not applied 

 

Clever in mask

The rotting within

He was never your hero

He was never your friend

 

Was no doctor

No law scholar 

If he had won

It would be all over

 

Blustery imbecile 

Back at his bed bug 

Country club, palm fronds wilting

From his nasty smell 

 

Be vigil of such talk

Of institutions one might balk

Wanting to take them down

This cancer is lurking arround

 

Clothing that of wool

Of Oath Keepers it did fool

Proud Boys ready to roll

Stormed the Capital 

 

Never get to stage 5

Keep our republic alive

Never let it die

So all of us surivive.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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"Its A Nice Day" By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter) Parody covered by People v Flint. 

 

Hey little cultist what have you done

Hey little cultist you're the ones

Hey little cutlist he's your superman

Hey little cultist INSURECTION

 

It's a nice day to lie again

It's a nice day for a Red Wedding

It's a nice day to try again

 

Hey little cultist just take a trip

Hey little cultist congress on your list

Hey little cultist INSURECTION oh yea

Hey little cultist he's your superman 

Hey little cultist INSURECTION

 

It's a nice day to lie again

It's a nice day for a Red Wedding

It's a nice day to try again

 

Take the Capital Dome, yea

 

Hey little cultist what have you done

Hey little cultists you're the ones 

His brain has been gone for so long

His brain has been gone for so long

GOP let it go on for so long

 

It's a nice day to lie again

COME ON, it's a nice day for Red Wedding

It's a nice day to try again

 

Everything wrong in the world with him

Republic not safe in his world

They're all sure in his world

Destruction he almost insured

Wanted his power insured 

 

It's a nice day for a Red Wedding

It's a nice day to lie again

It's a nice day to try again

It's a nice day to commit treason

 

IT'S A NICE DAY FOR A RED WEDDING 

 

Glad that fucker failed, aren't you?

 

Skip your Idle chatter, you know which one this is a parody of. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Daylight Savings, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

No no 

You have to wait

It isn't time to

Feed you yet

 

If I answer 

Your incessant call

15 more minutes earlier

 Out of my bed I crawl

 

If I do that

Day after day

I'll have to feed you

Before the Big Bang's fray

 

Don't keep bugging me

Or jump on my side

Digging into my ear

In the bed I lie 

 

When I met you

You cute little guy

Smaller than the 

Higgs Boson particle 

 

In a crowded room

At the rescue

When you captured me

I was through

 

I didn't see you

But heard your cry

Eventually saw you

Out of the corner of my eye

 

You would have made

The Road Runner blush

Look as slow

As a Galapagos Tortoise

 

You ran over their backs

To get to me

Grabbed my leg

And looked up at me

 

"Save me please"

From way below my knees

That tiny CERN  furball

Got a hold of me

 

"I'm toast"

I knew I was his

I took him home

He became my best friend

 

But that damned shift

In time zones now gone

Made my my days longer

Getting up before dawn 

 

One time the beast

That ocean tempest

Made us scatter and flee

Hundreds of miles inland

 

You wanted 

Out of your crate 

Tired of being cooped up

I did accomodate 

 

But at the lodge

I had found

I left the van

Forgot you were out

 

Wasn't sure 

We'd have a room

But lucky for us

I managed one

 

Went back to the van

Where did you go

You were not inside

My panic did grow

 

In the parking lot

Of the hotel

My eyes darted around

Looking to and fro 

 

I screamed in fear

Calling your name

Got the attention

Of a nice black lady 

 

I told her "he's gone"

So she looked arround too

I feared I had lost him

I didn't know what to do

 

She spotted the bugger

Next to a bush

I went over relieved

And picked him up

 

"Don't do that again

You gave me a scare

I know that of me

You wanted to be near"

 

But every day

Outside of vacations

Next to my side

Looking for relaxation 

 

No sratching or biting

Gentle were you

I could blow bubbles

On your tummy too

 

Eventually unfortunately

Condition's changed

In other's care

I had to arrange 

 

Almost 16 years

I had with you

Daylight savings 

I curse you

 

No longer around 

Either of you

To pester me to get up

And feed my best friend food. 

(end)

 

I got a call this morning that the people who took my cat said he had died this morning. He was my best friend. He awlays wanted to be next to me, he was gentle even when I played with him, he didn't have a mean bone in his body. I had to give him up for some health problems I was having. But like I said, I wouldn't change a moment of my life if it meant not having those years with him. I am going to deeply miss him.

 

I got him ironically because my late mother got pissed at me for staying depressed about the cat I had prior dying. We were in the van and, while I never liked my mom yelling at me, looking back now, I was happy she shouted at me, "THAT'S IT, WE ARE GOING TO THE CAT RESCUE AND YOU ARE GETTING ANOTHER CAT!"

 

The "tempest" stanza was when we had to go inland to escape what I thought was going to be a cat 4. I let him out of his crate because he was annoying me. But forgot to put him back in when I got out to see if the hotel had a room. He didn't want to be left behind so he jumped out after me. 

 

I loved him crawing on my side in  the morning waking me up. But like I said, if I gave in every time, I would get up earlier every day. Bye Sarah, may your atoms move on to greater adventures. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 I have to include this link to a guy I knew Mike, reading a poem of our late friend Samuel A Hurst's poem "Into The Night Softly With John Wilson".

Sam was a huge inspiration to me. He taught me to be myself. Whenever I hear this poem it takes me back to our meetings. Unfortunately Sam passed away in 2015.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xig9Qsdvrl4

 

 

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 Afternoon Soaps, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

You were no Shaw

The bottle you saw

The soaps were on

And you had your gun

 

Baby sat me

Being 5 or 6

Drunk off your ass

The summer days passed

 

Cold brew in one hand

Of me you got mad

Discharged your weapon

In a townhouse no less

 

Considered me a pest

Almost all the time

Your true soap was you

With a gun in your hand

 

The leading actor

Called him self my father

I might be dead

If not for my mother

 

I don't remember

That day at all

She told me this story

As an adult

 

She heard a loud bang

In the living room she ran

Snapped me up

Took me to her VW camper van

 

To this day

I have this lowboy

In my kitchen 

Bullet gouge within 

 

No recollection 

Of the event

But I certainly believe

Every word she said

 

The couch Kojack 

Aviators on table

Ashtray dirty

Stripped bottle of label 

 

One day

I went out to play

Dad on his boat

12 pack mainstay 

 

The boys were bigger

And hurtting me

I went back to the boat

I thought I could be

 

But dear caring  dady

Didn't want me

Punched me in the stomach

Did't make a "man" out of me

 

I was fucking seven!

I remember that one

So I am not surprised

Of the story of the gun

 

All my children

No guiding light

Where to be safe

Where is the light

 

Is it any wonder

More bodies fall

The NRA

Wants no safety laws

 

It could of been me

And you'd have sided with him

He'd sober up

You'd give him his gun

 

If laws were proper

As they should be

They'd have taken his away

And protected me

 

And locked him up

Lost his teaching job

But for afternoon soaps

And a bottle of cold brew.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 So Right So Wrong, By Brian37(AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

I watched her twitch

Flailing on the floor

Her friend Judy gave pillows

Made her a surrounding fort 

 

In antiquity

They had no knowledge of

Neurology, and much less

Epilepsy 

 

Hippocrates of intuition

The origins of disease 

And that of illness

Be not caused by superstitions

 

Not to be cured 

By animal sacrifice

Or prayer to angry gods

Of him explinations did not suffice 

 

But he could not know

How right he was

It took many more

After such

 

And more intuition 

In 1861

In Hospitial Bicetre 

For those afflicted mentally

 

He studied a man

Who could only utter "Tan"

For decades the man

Said repeatedly 

 

Broca's area 

Was more accurate 

Than other's brain alchamy 

The foolish feild of Phrenology 

 

He postulated well

It was possible to tell

What part of the brain

Regulated our speech 

 

But unfortunately

With his famed empathy

He had for 

Those infirmed 

 

Of second class

Women were thus

And all except whites

Were the sub par race

 

The foundations he laid

For mapping our brain

Sam Harris today

The anatomist gave

 

Knowledge of neurons

Pathways and connections

Brain damage and explanations 

Of the seat of our consciousness 

 

Yet held his own

Hubris as well

Racism and sexism

An arrogant spell

 

Ben Carson can claim

His neurology degree

Proves there's a God

But no differently

 

Holds to be true

A patriarchal book

Thomas does too

Of his seat he will use

 

To turn back the right

Of body autonomy

Basterdize science

In the name of thee

 

So right and so wrong

Why can this be

Intellect betrayed 

By absurdity

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 The 13 Circles Of Tyson, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

Alighieri

With your Inferno

Purgatorio

And Paradiso

 

You start it at

The Vestibule 

Abandon all hope

You won't get through

 

But even then

If you do

Beware the traps

In front of you

 

Consentric the access

Center of nine

Satan Yahweh's servant

Yetza hara so fervent

 

Decending and increasing

In wickedness

Escape Room producers

So envious 

 

The abyss called limbo

The Archeron he crossed

Sagan the guide 

Tyson not lost

 

Minos the condemner 

Inflexable Rhadamanthus

King of Crete

Judges the deceased 

 

Dido, queen of Carthage 

Helen of Troy

Syrian wife of Onnes

And Ninus 

 

The woman from Navenna 

Murdered by Giovanni 

Afair with his brother

The motive sure was plenty 

 

Then the next circle

Sure fills the trough 

If you want more

And cant get enough

 

Cerburus 

"Il gran vermo"

Fill it's three mouths

With mud to appease

 

Had a chat with the hog

Ciacco his name no need to please

About the strife in Florance 

After the defeat of the Ghibellines

 

It does repeat

The next circle stays

In mythology of old

And headlines today

 

Don't bother says Virgil

Dont speak to them

Greed on both sides

Indifference does win

 

Don't get between

The pitbulls fighting

Everything about them

Everso biting 

 

You messed with Medea 

Virgil yet to mention

Murdered her kids

To get even with Jason 

 

Terra firma 

Divided by Styx

On the opposite bank

The underworld sits

 

Wrath on the surface

And even submerged

The different factions

Drown in the sludge 

 

Pulling and clawing

Shreding and beating

Snarled and seething

The river's repeating 

 

Threatened by Furies 

One of them Medusa 

An angel lets in the poets

The City of Dis Dante enters 

 

But then they're approaching

The City of Dis

The sixth circle of hell

Heresy is next

 

Firinata Uberty 

The Ghibelline leader

Epicurian Florentines 

The soul and body dies

 

Those in the know

Speaking from hell

Firinata to Dante explains

They're seeing the future 

 

But that window

Once it is shut

No more knowledge

Can ever be had

 

In the fiery tombs

They both dwell

Emperor Fredrick the 2nd

Ottaviano il Cardinale

 

Violence next circle

Three rings within

Against thy neighbor 

Another boiling river

 

Of fire and blood

Phelegethon 

"A stream of fire"

One river of five 

 

The river full

Of bloodthirsty tyrants

Attila and Alexander

Dionysius, all scourge of the earth 

 

Then the second of the seventh

That attempted self harm

Or suicide became "gnarled trees"

Harpies fed on them with razor sharp claws

 

The ridged roots

Of self hatred

Of suicide 

They've become committed 

 

The last of the three

Of the seventh 

Violence against

Art, God and Nature 

 

Violence against God

On burning sand stretched

Facing upward

To see embers that land

 

Violence against nature

In circles they run

Sodomites lost

Were surely done

 

Sodomy, blasphemy

And Usury 

The heavens rain fire

Deserved misery 

 

But amoung the group

One of all the sinners 

Dante observes

His admired philosopher 

 

Brunetto Latini

The suffering Sodomite

Prophesied Dantes mistreatement

By the Florentines

 

The waters silent rage

The poets do notice

Burst into loud roaring

Approaching the Great Cliff

 

On the back of Geryon 

Medusa's grandson

Virgil and Dante

Fly down 

 

The circle of fraud

And that of malice

Decent into 

The evil ditches

 

Now in the eighth 

In his Inferno

Named Malebogle 

Funnel shaped trenches 

 

Every aspect 

Of society

Sexually permiscuous 

Men of the clergy 

 

Both public and private

Endevors corrupt

Authority, advisory 

And that of property

 

Civil servant

Of the government

All are guilty

No one to trust

 

Demons whip thee

Seducers they be

Panderers fool thee

Conning deliberately 

 

Venedico 

The Bolognese Guelph

Sold his own sister

To the Marchese d'Este 

 

And what do they say

In what flatterers do stand

The howling excrement 

The fighting within 

 

Then simony sales

The pulpit rapacious 

Ravonous leeches

Never give in

 

Of the  pretenders

Dante looks down

At the phony prophets

Fake fortunes they sewn 

 

The soothsayers 

The Seers 

Dangerous magicians

All labeled liars

 

Bannon the Barrator 

Architect of his boss

Fleecing their followers

To pay their legal costs

 

Nice sales pitch

Black and boiling

Viscous and bubbling

Political treason

 

Hypocrites, Thieves

Counsellers of fraud

Sowing discord

Falsifiers sour cords

 

And into the last circle

They've finally breached

Surrounded they observed

That of tretchery 

 

Dante ends up

In a large frozen lake

Cocytus the last circle 

He had to face

 

Instead of God's love

That wich brings all warmth

The icy incased remorsless

Furthest from providence sunlight 

 

Caina round 1

We all know that story

He was quite Abel

Of committing fratricide 

 

Antenora round 2

Jaunary 6th should be 

Considered attempted murder

Of our Republic's democracy

 

Then Ptolomaea

A trator to your guests

Moirai, one of three

Atropos has fates for thee

 

Judecca the forth

The last round before the center

Frozen waist down 

Lucifer's suffering 

 

But that's not the ending

Remember my mention

The 13 circles 

Of Neil deGrasse Tyson? 

 

I find science

Far more amazing

Dante's Inferno

Nowhere near inspiring 

 

As the intense heat

Of a collapsed star

Vaporizing the rivers

Of old mythology

 

Pale by comparrison

100 billion times hotter

Than fictional fires

In a never was furnace 

 

Neutrinos so small

They could be the baseball

Pass through a diamond

And solid planets as well

 

We thought the expansion

It would slow down

The universe ends

In a big crunch 

 

But to their shock

Yet plesently so

Increasingly faster

As the universe grows

 

Binary stars

One strips the other

Making it unstable

Until it explodes

 

The brightness of stars

The speed of light too

Cosmic Microwave 

Background radiaton too

 

Gave scientists 

A far far different view

Not made for us at all

It was never true

 

The romance of loyalty

To that of your lover

That of your country

That of your Lord

 

Longinded nonsense

Written by ignorance

Truth seekers who saught

Facts in defiance 

 

In just one nanogram

Of table salt

Sodium chloride 

Atoms abound

 

Galileo 

The facts he found

Got him arrested

The gatekeepers frowned 

 

Gluons and Bosons 

Wave fucntion as well

Those stuck on mythology

That's the real hell 

 

Venus not hotter

Because it is closer

It's a broiling oven

Because of retention 

 

Of the heat trapped by

Greenhouse gasses

Carbon Dioxide

Clouds of sulfuric acids

 

Neil shows the stages

Of earth's evolution

First fiery molten rocks

Celestial collisions 

 

At one time 

A giant ice ball

Jupiter's Europa

We once were

 

Then in time

Earth finally thawed 

And out of the waters

Life did crawl 

 

But the gatekeepers

Feared finders of fact

That went against their beliefs

Would negatively react

 

He explained 

Mutual discovery 

Unconnected tribes

Of antiquity 

 

All had versions

Of astrology

Constellations in stars

Mayans, Christians and Chinese 

 

All separated from

Their gods and deities

Punished for

Disloyal deeds

 

Neil explained

In each episode

Overlapping discovories

Humanity builds and grows

 

Who first thought

That light was in waves

But also of particles

How it behaves 

 

Dark energy

And dark matter

Still an enigma 

Yet to be shattered

 

Bruno challenged

The position of earth

God's attention

Had settled our worth

 

The sun seemed to rise

The sun seemed to set

It had to circle us

But that was not it

 

Big Bang born on

January First

Humanity by comparrison

December 31rst 

 

Haley's predictions

Newtons laws

Comets and glaxies 

Shows works with them all

 

Gravity the bending

Of space/time

John Michell said

Of binary stars

 

The gravity wells

Could act as traps

Sucking them in

Leading to their deaths

 

"Camera Obscura"

Mozi Chinese philosopher

Wondered long before

The famous double slit

 

Ibn al-Haytham

Lead futures to the telescope

This Arabic scientist

Of light pondered so

 

Newton's defractions

Through prisms 

Proved that of visible

Spectrums

 

From the micro and atomic

Tardigrades, parameciums 

Plants convert sun into energy

Photosythesis via chloroplasts 

 

The ancient philosophers

Pondered such scale

Democritus postulated

The small just as well

 

Thalus wondered

About natural laws

Milinia later

Amino acids give pause

 

Carbon based life 

Double helix so flexible 

Darwin was right

All along 

 

Super-Kamiokande 

Used to detect neutrinos

Beat photons by three hours

A supernova dispersed 

 

Tyson says some of these

Extremely small guys

Originated from the Big Bang

Still around in our lives

 

Clair Patterson 

A geochemist 

Determined the age of the earth

4.5 billion years worth

 

The "Pleiades"

Or "seven sisters"

Lights in the nighttime sky

Their false predictors 

 

At first they rejected Cecelia's thesis 

The composition of stars

Being primarily of hydrogen 

And helium 

 

But that never stopped 

Such determined women

Henrietta used spectra to find

A star's distance from earth

 

Palaeogeography 

Is the study of

Ever changing lanscapes

And historical geology

 

Then onto plate tectonics

Abraham Ortilus hypothesized

In the past might have been connected

Little could he have realized 

 

Pangaea the super-continent 

As well as continental drift

Wegener was on to something

Blowing mythology to bits

 

Electromagnatism contributors  

The arc lamp of Humphry Davy

Orsted was able to harnness it

The first electric motor, now taken for granted 

 

But at the planet's massive scale

While the solor winds prevail

Earths magnetic field deflects

From radiation us it protects

 

Back to old mythology

To see the similarities

Gilamish and Utnapishtim

Tyson presented to thee

 

Eniki called on him

Noah tapped  by God

Gilgamesh saved his family

The similarieties don't seem so odd

 

Tyson says it may be possible

Life piggybacked to our earth

Some microbs are extremophiles

Maybe they got here first

 

Tyson brings it back around

Russian probe to Venus had found

Greenhouse gasses the culpret 

Refrigeration couldn't save it

 

All the carbon we burn up

Increasing untennable pace

Ignoring climate volatility 

Fatal to the human race

 

The famous library distroyed

Countless scrolls on the walls

Maybe we'd have been here faster

If fire hadn't made disaster 

 

But conveyed our curiosity 

Throughout our species history

Zwiky speculated more mass there must be

Than in the galaxies we do see

 

He named this unseen mass

Dark matter in it's own class

His work almost forgotten

Later to be solidified by Vera Rubin

 

Who made adustments 

To outer stars missbehaving

On the outer edge of galaxies

Unless dark matter in account

 

The Host of A Spacetime Odyssey

Voyager's golden record if discovered

Tyson of Segan he thus honored

Long in interstellar space 

 

Galactic cosmic needle 

If other life later to be found

Further shrinking our importance

Making us more important

 

Everso more important

Is the hear and now

Saving our only home

Saving our "Pale Blue Dot"

 

Tyson has never forgot

That day standing in the snow

His mentor Sagan gave him

The Gleem of of inspiring know 

 

Don't settle keep on asking

Pester them with questions

Be inquisitive solve more mysteries

These are our ultimate lessons. 

 (end)

 

Finally right?  Full disclaimer. I did not write this to imply I know everything about everything in every line. I did this poem just like I do most of my poems. I get inspired by the moment then write as I go, googling dates, names, history of. No, I have not read Dante's Inferno. But I can say it still smacks of superstition, mythological characters, mixing Christianity's monotheism with a shitload of prior and surrounding polytheism and Greek Mythology. A fight beteen political factions and families and historical rivals and between lovers. And comming to the same conclusion laypeople argue today. That the worst pain you can suffer is not having the love of God, or being separate from his love. And heavy doses the romantic view of blind loyalty to your God, your state, your party, and your lover. But laugh or cry, it does seem to imply tragically funny but at the same time sad. But no worries for the protagonist either way, he ends up in paradisio in the eyes of God. 

 

Dante if I am reading it correcty even recoils at the sins of his most admired mentor. He finally gets to the 9th circle, and by the time I got done wading through epic nonsense, I could not wait to get to the Tyson portion of this poem. I did watch all 13 episodes of Neil's "A Spacetime Odyssey. ".

 

The following are the two wiki links I based this poem on. Basically the layperson's expliation is science beats the shit out of old books of mythology. I fill much more fufilled and part of the universe, dispite knowing my consciousness will not outlive my brain. 

 

Wiki Article on Dante's Inferno.......

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inferno_(Dante)

Wiki Article on Neil's Cosmos series "A Spacetime Odyssey 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmos:_A_Spacetime_Odyssey

 

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 A Tenth Of Amendment, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs on twitter).

 

Oh Ludwig,

How horrid

The handsmaid music

With its criminal crescendos

 

They have the right 

To remain silent

Any thing they seek

Heil ud, feel his might

 

Into the night

Of patriarchy 

Dark clouds 

Have risen again

 

"States rights" 

"Strict originalists"

Parade around 

On abortion

 

The music

Of horror movies

And haunted houses

The sound effects of oppression 

 

This vile conductor

This insecurity

This disgusting

Hyper masculinity 

 

But this is no movie

This is a movement

With a brutal baton

Where uteruses are owned

 

Damned that Lincoln

What has he done

The South was right

To fight his Proclaimation 

 

"Strict originalists"

Want to forget

At the time of the signing

Women had no rights

 

They could not vote

And blacks were slaves

But vaginas you own

Even today

 

There is one clause

That will never die

The supremacy of strength 

In women's rights

 

Try though you might

With your draconian laws

They will never give up

Till your fascism is gone

 

Oh Beethoven

Their movement brings misery

An evil smphony 

Brings  us treachery 

 

A 10th of Amendment

A 5th of everclear 

Drink up and cue

Your symphony so cruel

(end)

 

This poem is simply saying the sane, both women and men, who support body autonomy wish this were just a bad movie, a bad orchestra, but unfortunately we are really living it. AND YES, I know it is Ludwig van Beethoven's 5th. It is called poetic license. 

 

 

 

 

 

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 The "Essence" of Plato, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs on twitter)

 

Damn you Dawkins

I will never forgive you

For knocking him down

A few pegs

 

He was spot on right

About leaving the cave

Seeing things differently

Than shaddows from flames

 

He most certainly

Was for anti trust

Against blind obedience 

Authoritarian's lust

 

He defended Socretes 

In his Apology 

The unjust judges

Left with only his Phaedo 

 

The Hemlock was given

But Plato was driven

To value that 

Of to always question 

 

But his idea of "essence"

Was extremely flawed

To chase the perfect

Only chase good

 

That one could do so

Through pure reason

No modern concept

Of control groups that's needed

 

This was not 

Practical thought

All be it well intended

Of humanity it still haunts

 

The perfect food

The perfect painting

The perfect politics

The perfect business

 

The perfect skin color

The perfect class

The perfect religion

Reason shall grasp

 

Damn you Dawkins

I will never forgive you

For nocking him down

A few pegs

 

I want my perfect

Atheist world

Force the end of religion

And I know I could

 

The essence of life

Is always being on top

Oh, now I get it

It's not that at all

 

Heros are not

Ever to be

The essence of

Any human being

 

The only heros

We can ever defend

Are fact finders

To which peer review is their friend

 

I agree Mr Biology 

Philosophy means nothing

If it only seeks justification

To hold a position

 

Independent eyes

Accept their flaws

Ditch bad data

When proven wrong

 

He got some things right

None can deny

But the chase for the perfect

Haunts us, even today. 

 

Would Plato if alive today

Have a Libertarian bent

Would he be in line

With the likes of Ayn Rand?

 

I'd like to think not

Her dystopian plot

Would be Plato's muse

With compassion's rot

 

It is ok to pursue 

A happy life

With this one rule

At other's expense is that of the fool 

 

You can take and take

And think it is fine

But eventually too

Your ecosystem is through 

 

 

(END)

 

Back when Dawkins wrote "The Greatest Show On Earth" he prefaced it with his rightful criticism of Plato's idea of "essence" and I agree with him, that bad idea of only chasing the good and thinking pure reason would find something factually and universally correct, was a deeply flawed idea and is why our species natural and unfortunate tribalism is compounded by that idea. 

There are different reasons to "justify" anything. Plato was dead right to value questioning everything. But he made a fatal mistake in applying the idea that simply thinking about something, anything long enough through pure reason, you would end up with something universally correct. There is a reason the word "Apology" is used to day in debate, because that is what it is an "apology". Not in the "I am sorry I said this" context, but in that, "This really sounds right and feels right to me so therefor it has to be universally correct". 

And that is completely different than today's modern value of scientific method. The chase for facts is going where the evidence leads, not where one wishes or wants it to go. Plato's Apology was an argument about defending a pal, who also valued the idea of questioning everything. But far better "justification" isn't just good intent, it is backed up by the value of consensus building based on independent peer review outside the claimant's own personal bias. 

 

 

 

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 Magnum Opus By Brian37(AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

Gordon Gekko

You can't decive us

We are all aware 

Of your dystopian mistress

 

Burdonsome regulations

Raising taxes

But you know she is

The Fox guarding the hen house

 

Forget the obliteration

Of our economy 

On that infamous time

In the autumn of 1929

 

Those breadlines are beautiful

Are they not?

It doesn't affect you

You're penthouse atop 

 

Now here you are fettered 

And fuming mad

Liberals are bastardizing

Your dystopian tactic

 

You were right

To be uptight

All taxes are robbery

And that is that

 

Don't regulate me

Why can't you see

My Magnum Opus

Is a fallacy

 

Gordon we know

It was fate to be

You and your mistress

Making my argument for me

 

Nothing works

For any aspect of society

When left to it's own devices

That is simply Anarchy 

 

A Kleptocracy 

A Plutocracy

An Oligarcy 

So please spare me

 

Money equals power

No matter the sector

Giant corporations, political party

Religion, even a dictator

 

No Gordon

Your mistress is wrong

Ditch the Magnum Opus

Dystopian view

 

It'll be ok

If the table is wide

The seats of the many

Plurlism's pride

 

Not just on social issues

Not just with zip codes

Not just with red poor

Not just with blue poor

 

Valuing social safety nets

Was never a call for

Castro's Cuba, or Stalin's Russia

Private businesses  also exists in China

 

Rail all you want wizard

But your dystopian tactic

Will only lead to

More buzzards

 

Madoff got time

Because his crime

Was not robbing the middle class

Or poor

 

He targeted the top

And they could fight back

But cut our social security

You're ok with that

 

It's not ok

Not one bit

To sit on top

And look down on us

 

You stand on shoulders

Your class always will

Don't think you didn't use us

To climb up that hill

 

And stop dangerously peddling

Our questioning the top

Telling them we want all to be poor

To prove your self worth 

 

But you are quite real

Unfortunatly Gordon

Not just merely a character

In a Hollywood movie

 

And neither did she

Live to see

The damage done

By her Magnum Opus

 

Greed is not good

It never is

It brings out the worst

In human beings

 

And don't you dare go

Down the "starter job" road

Aways blaming those

Who never arose 

 

Who do you think

Is behind that counter

At the fast food window

Taking your oder

 

When the kids are in school

Not on summer break

When the college students

Matriculate

 

I know what's next

In your repetoire 

Of selfish excuses

To try and confuse us

 

"You think a garbage collector

Should make the same

As a neurosurgeon"

You know that is lame

 

That's not what we are saying

Not even close at all

So give it up

Please just stop

 

And grow up

We will never 

Begrudge those

Who manage to move up

 

All we ask

Is once you get there

Don't vilify us

Then claim you care

 

Not everyone needs

To be a billionaire

But even a dishwasher

Deserves dignity too

 

Not to be treated 

As a mere tool

To work till their death

Just to satisfy you

 

No Gordon

It's simply not true

Her Magnum Opus

Is a hollow ruse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Our Lot,  By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

In 1838,

Decades before

He met his death

In Petersens House took his last breath

 

Invisioned he did not

Outside of our lot

Distruction brings on rot

Our Republic all for not

 

We will be the author

Of our own demise 

Trojan horse within us

A deadly ominous crime

 

Even today a finisher

Of the worst kind

In that powerful office

Our nation almost resigned

 

Incidious slow decline

Venom infected mind

Selfish megalomaniac 

His followers en masse panicked 

 

Capricious in his demeanor

Unbridled dangerous behavior

Painted himself their savior

But only cares about his power

 

The spoken bloody linens 

The stage play unforgiving

The lesson worth remembering

None of this is a given 

 

He was his own Booth

He took the Oath Of Office

He almost became the carpenter 

To  make  our final coffin 

 

It must spring among us

It will not come from abroad

If not to stay alive

We will die by suicide 

(end)

 

This is a poem about a famous Lincoln quote, which has been echoed throughout our nation's history about warning about the enemy within, and how that is far more dangerous than any foriegn enemy. His qoute is extremely relivant today with the former guy and the January 6th hearings. 

 

This is an ode to our 16th President. Who like many have  cautioned that it is important as well to be vigil in protecting our institutions against the enemy within. 

 

Lincoln's speach text link here.... 

 https://www.abrahamlincolnonline.org/lincoln/speeches/lyceum.htm

 

And a wiki article here.... 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abraham_Lincoln%27s_Lyceum_address#:~:text=Abraham%20Lincoln's%20Lyceum%20Address%20was,could%20destroy%20the%20United%20States.

 

 Lincoln blamed slavery for the civil unrest. The sad thing is today far too many people faslely equate an incited insurrection by a madman as a display of patriotism, with the undestandable reaction a minority group would have after repeated abuse by the system they live under. He also warned that the very office he held later from 1861 until his assasination in 1865, that his office could be abducted by a tyrannical mindset. I would say that the former guy came damned close to toppling our Republic. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Carnivorous and selfish

Such words do apply

To furious nations

Savagely abide

 

Adore they do

The man in the sky

Shed blood for the invisible

The folly of pride

 

Fills them with darkness

Ignorance to cut through

The phantoms of religion

We'll get to the truth

 

Extinguished someday

Our sun will be

Our species a blip

In cosmic history 

 

The persecuted sect

Started as a mere speck

But when it became dominate 

Such cruelty unleashed

 

Want to end your misery 

I will sell you hope

Put money in the collection plate

No product to be sold

 

Eloquent harangues 

Fool otherwise intelegent men

Calculated deceptions

Jesus had a plan

 

Discordent "witnesses"

Cant even agree

On the account of ressurection

They'd claimed to have seen

 

The ignorance of nature

Many a god did arise

Yet with the weapon of reason

They'll meet their dimise

 

Infatuated from birth

Of superstition's worth

Fanaticism inslaves them

Vanity rots within 

 

The science of theology

Isn't science at all

Imposiblities become credible

At the jester's ball

 

Absurdites become law

The infection of human brawl 

Out of the mud of mythology

Our species seems to crawl

 

A very useful maxim

Selling the promise of heaven

Destroys our cooperation

Leads to our species distruction

 

Lucus could only dream

In his master theme

Manichaeism battle between

Dark and light foreseen 

 

The fantasms humans believe

Carnage it always leaves

Nugatory to those in power

Humanity under siege 

 

How did you do it Paul

How did get away

With such blasphemy

In the time you lived

 

My gratitude I do give

To all such voices that lived

Throughout the centuries

Freed from the penitentiaries 

 (end)

 

(Disclaimer) Much of these prose are borrowed words from the works of Baron d'Holbach. also known as "Paul Heinrich Dietrich". Holbach was a French author and philosopher who lived from 1723 to 1789. The title is my poetic licence playing off the phrase "Don't hold back".  This is actually the second poem I can remember I have written about him. There is another one somewhere in this thread. 

 

Here is the wiki article I drew my inspiration from. 

 

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 Hot And Cold Fascism, By Brian37(aka Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

The fridged glaciers 

Have no compassion

For the land 

They carve into

 

The eon's knife

Cuts the skin

Chasms hidden

A creeping debut

 

The equator's fire

Has no desire 

Kilauea cares not

One ounce for you

 

San Andreas 

Will always shake us

Crust violently thrusts

No care for us

 

On that frozen lake

The risk you did take

Cracks in the ice

Cold watery grave

 

One day while camping

In the tinderbox forest

Your ciggarette lit

Wildfires so torrid 

 

Inhalation 

Became emancipation

The drought you caused

Lungs filled with devistation 

 

Your firy bombasity  

You're  icy and nasty

Nature has an excuse

But Goebbels' noose

 

Is choking the life

Out of our Republic

Strangling reason

And rule of law

 

Frozen it seems

Our species dreams

Repeat in a cycle

Of fascist extreems 

 

The flames you impassion

To mask your corruption

You falsely play victim

And that's how you trap them

 

You damned well know

That warrant was legal

Put law enforcement in danger

Your lies are evil

 

The cult leader's religion

Verglas and glacia

Burn it all down

A golf course you placed her

 

Disposible lighter

The styrofoam cooler

Polluting the minds

They defend your conquests 

 

Your rally cry inferno

You must bomb London

Christian Nationalism

Incendiary abandon 

 

From the Caspian 

To  the Black Sea

In want of red state Caucuses 

 You have designs on thee

 

You call us Stalin

Barbarosa you're calling

But we know it's failing

Two wicks you are burning

 

The same candle

The toddler is frozen

Over 400 times

The 5th you were pleading

 

The bellows spread embers

The tundra consumes them

Permafrost melting

Releasing the methane 

 

Such unsavory distain 

The enemy within

All a "false flag"

Calls to violence again

 

Smoldering and seething

Piercing frostbite decives them

Their teeth they are gnashing 

Supercilious their ashes

 

The cubes in the tray

Will melt someday

The kiln of our oversight

Will not be diswayed 

 

The Siberian husky

Hides in his Florida compound

Sparks of propaganda

He wants no truth to be found

 

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 White Collar Crime, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet On FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

You thief 

Acausted  patent 

Undeserved status

Surreptitious keek 

 

Gun loaded with threats

Of mythological beasts

The vacuous pretender

Brings flocks to their knees 

 

The abusive spouse

Has you on a leash

His henchmen apologists

From the pulpit make decrees 

 

The unmarked van

He leures you in

The bear claw trap

Doom sealed within 

 

You had no shot

Cripled at birth

Were told you were broken

That you had no worth

 

Unless you genuflected

To the undeserved

The invisible transparent

Obvious con

 

The seventh day

You slavishly  grovel 

Sitting in  the pews 

Ignorance marvels 

 

You've been fooled

Behind that curtain 

That deceptive collar 

Spews nonsense for the hour

 

The floral arangement 

Surrounds the coffin 

 Used as a billboard 

Of the deceased you know nothing

 

Get in that timeshare

Before it's to late

Give me 10 percent

On the collection plate

 

If you don't

It's a horrible fate

Eternal torture

Burning in flames

 

The Genesis is Phil

Jesus knows him well

Paradise he sells

And for this you fell

 

That evil wizzard

Pulls your leavers 

Vilifies skeptics

Calls them decievers 

 

He doesn't like

When you check under the hood

When you kick the tires

It makes him furious 

 

So don't be curious

Know your place

Submit in silence 

Your autonomy debased 

 

Forget the neurons

In your brain

Forget your ability

To escape the insane

 

Every step you take

Sting's cosmic eye

Never relenting 

Orwellian sky

 

So when your loved ones'

Meet their demise

The treat for you

Suffer through his lies

 

You're incapable of love

If a sycophant not be

If you accept being finite

Being reality 

 

You take away his power

And his authority

You tear off his collar

If  you want to be free 

 

You are not broken

You are not evil

His blustery confidence 

Is nothing but hollow

 

You never needed him

To get through dark hours

To mourn is natural 

He has no real powers 

(END)

 

I was watching a rerun of Family Ties. If anyone is familiar with it, there was one episode where Mallory's Aunt dies, and she gets mad at the pastor/minister, whatever, because he was just hired to give the eulogy but really didn't know the Aunt at all (as the plot goes).

I hate how an otherwise motif of compassion and wanting to identify with the empathy for others, gets spoiled by superstition, not just in a sitcom plot, but in reality as well.

I can totally identify with Mallory in getting angry because when my real adoptive mom died, the priest made me a hostage and used her death as a billboard, an advertisement when he really didn't know her at all, it pissed me off. Of course I didn't say anything, but I wanted to scream "NO ASSHOLE, THIS IS NOT ABOUT SELLING YOUR CLUB, THIS IS ABOUT HER, NOT YOU".

I was held hostage at my mom's own memorial service, and threatend with "Find God before it is too late" , HE LITTERALLY SAID THAT. That vile survility, insecurity and narcissism, on display, the emperor really had no cloths, and I couldn't say shit to him.

 

"But Brian, they mean well". No, they mean to sell. There is a double standard with theists in that we are, while rightfully expected, to zip our lips when it happens to them, and we are invited to their services, they get to talk about God all they want. But when an atheist suffers loss of a loved one, we are expected to listen to God talk, even then, even when it is our loss. 

 

While watching the show when she confronted the holy man at the service I was cheering her on, not in a happy vengful context, but in "Yea, your observations are correct, the guy rarely if ever saw her aunt."

 

But with every good story trying to convey humanity's compassion, they screwed it up, by having her dad in the script, come up with some watered down excuse as to why it was ok. Mind you in reality, there really are times where you do have to hold your tounge and be kind with your words. But I do hate the hijacking and the false claim by proxy implication, that only believers can feel pain, and have empathy. 

 

Mr Keaton, in the plot said he didn't believe in the "fire and brimstone" God, he did believe in a force that started everything. Thomas Jefferson had pretty much the same deist attitude too. But the unwitting pratfall with this bad logic, is that it unfortunately allows the insecure to mask themselves up as athority and sell false comfort even to the point when their logic is questioned, they will get violent defending it. Certianly not all, but far too many. 

I was crying for Mallory watching that episdode, because it made me think of all the good times I had with my real mom, and feeling vulerable and alone when she died. Even to this day, I sometimes cry out to my mom, not in any real belief that she is anywhere still, but sometimes in the feeling of vulnerability when she was always my rock and support. But Mallory's rightful skepticism and observation that the preacher didn't know her got ruined for me beause it alienated me when I felt disloged from the inclusion beause of the interjection of superstition. 

This is yet another reason why I constantly argue that our behaviors are not dictated by our clubs or labels, and that our species ability to display great compassion, and unfortunately also great cruelty, are behaviors are in our evolution, and that is where the real overlap and understanding comes from. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Cover Blown, By Brian37 (AKA, Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter)

 

When my bones ache

And I feel I can't walk

I turn on old music

From my High School halls

 

But then I see adds

With kids singing in back

To Crazy Train

How can you be sad?

 

Citizens of the world

Adam sang loud

Freddie's anthem 

Generations of all

 

How could you not

Beat on the brat

Yee  knows so well

How to give em hell

 

Cornelius can tell you why

The Eagles still do fly

Bridgers makes it matter

Many decades later

 

Just what you needed

Is to be knocked out

Your car has been modified 

With a hip hop beat

 

Your abstract face

It it's Idol to deny

Olsen's cover

Will find it's way

 

You want some Hot Stuff

In the summer 

Disco turned into metal

The pigs are the winners

 

Drink some Briandi

Where we belong

The old is reborn

And continues on

 

Francis is why

There is plenty of supply

Airing out the notes

Shelf life he defies 

 

Hand down the music

Let the future hear it

Let the youth enjoy it

Let generations share it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 Cover Blown, By Brian37 (AKA, Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter)

 

When my bones ache

And I feel I can't walk

I turn on old music

From my High School halls

 

But then I see adds

With kids singing in back

To Crazy Train

How can you be sad?

 

Citizens of the world

Adam sang loud

Freddie's anthem 

Generations of all

 

How could you not

Beat on the brat

Yee  knows so well

How to give em hell

 

Cornelius can tell you why

The Eagles still do fly

Bridgers makes it matter

Many decades later

 

Just what you needed

Is to be knocked out

Your car has been modified 

With a hip hop beat

 

Your abstract face

It it's Idol to deny

Olsen's cover

Will find it's way

 

You want some Hot Stuff

In the summer 

Disco turned into metal

The pigs are the winners

 

Drink some Briandi

Where we belong

The old is reborn

And continues on

 

Francis is why

There is plenty of supply

Airing out the notes

Shelf life he defies 

 

It won't bring me down

To hear this ELO gem

Anne told us once more

Too get off the floor 

 

Hand down the music

Let the future hear it

Let the youth enjoy it

Let generations share it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 At What Cost? By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

Laramie, Cody

Sheriden, Riverton

Saratoga, Lusk

I ask at what cost?

 

You won the battle

But won't win the war

Even though she is

Exiting  out the door

 

You are angry 

At her scrutiny 

Fasley accuse her

Of party mutiny 

 

Was it her brass

Her demanding facts

Are you scared of the truth

That dear leader is through

 

That she stood up to him

Sacraficing her win

Puting her nation first

Instead of one man

 

What's wrong Cheyenne 

She won't join the klan

She wont drink the poison

And do his bidding?

 

She will leave office

Some things more important

Like oversight and accountability

Not blind loyalty

 

At what cost

I don't think you know

The damage he's done

By convincing you so

 

Your freedoms attacked

Only he can save them

But she's the real hero

And won't give in

 

Her megaphone

Will travel with her

Outside of her office

With unwavering tone

 

And with every bone

She will make it known

He's not who you think

 A house of cards his throne 

 

Buford, Casper 

Moorcroft, Pine Bluff

It's of his corruption

She said, "That's enough"

 

He think's he is tough

May like to play rough

But when he's faced down

He ends up the clown

 

You want to know courage 

Well, you just lost it

At what cost Wyoming

It's his scourge you're supporting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 The Serpentine's Mirror, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

They cant see your writhing

Your coils and venom

Blend in with surroundings

Your toxin within them 

 

You brave mongoose 

I've heard your battle cry

You think you're battling the cobras

But in reality you are the cobra

 

Your slithery body

Scaly autocracy 

Protecting loyalist kin

But not our pluralism 

 

The Serpent on high

Is the same guy

And we are the pawns

His body wraps arround 

 

Slithers into

Indocrinated youth

Selling intollerence, arrogance 

Theocratic domanice 

 

Wrapped in a flag

Holding weapons of war

You were never a leader

Anyone should want for

 

So deceptive 

Black rattle on yellow

Of orange cult

You now bellow 

 

Coil up 

Spring and bite

Kill their neurons

Make them blind

 

To the fact

It's all in their mind

God is the Serpent

Of the same line

 

It is the mirror

Of human insecurity

The snake of ignorance

Generation's missery 

 

Rikki was no hero

Neither is God

Patriarchal masculinity 

And all are a fraud

 

The cobras are innocent

Minding their business

And only fight back

When we disturb them

 

The Serpentine 

Is Impirialism 

The age of kings

Must come to an end

 

The cosmic boss

Is the python 

Suffocates your reason

Until all breath is gone

 

Do his bidding

And you'll be fine

Dare to question

On you the python will dine

 

The real serpant 

Is that of your mind

The fear of being finite

Hung in the loop of a bight 

 

King Ghidorah 

Cerebrus, Medusa 

Jesus and Yahweh

Battling Allah 

 

The family of cobras

Futile fight over entiltement 

Indiana's torches

Won't contain them

 

Mesopotamia 

The Serpent's soil

If to blaspheme

Makes their blood boil 

 

To value our species

All must recoil

And revile 

The Serpentine's mirror

 

To see ourselves

Living on the same home

No way to separate 

Learn to get along

 

Defang the bad players

No matter the labels

No matter the borders

No matter their coils

 

See their patterns

As they try to blend in

Sell you the poison 

Of religious tribalism 

 

Not MLK, not JFK

Not Reagan, not Lincoln 

Would let the King Snake

Commit such treason

 

He is not Paine

He is not Madison 

He is not Washington

He is not Jefferson

 

He is the God

Who bullies you

He is the Serpentine's mirror

That dwells within you

 

Because that is the King

Depicted in that book

He is your disire 

To rule over others

 (End)

 

This poem is about where the real sorce of God belief is comming from. It is basically our own species fear of being finite, our insecurities, which manifest into narcissism, and is used to justify dominance over resources and others. 

We are a social animal, and we form different groups and compete for resources. "God" is the manifistation of human ignorance. No, I do not mean theists are dumb or always evil, but in that "God" as a character in a book goes, is not a the benevolent being people like to interpret him as such. 

 

If one is to claim he created everything, then that means he created Lucifer who is Satan, who is the Serpent. How could such a claimed being of benevolence create such a vile snake. Because we are the snakes when we disire to dominate others instead of treating them as equals. We create these cartoonish heros in our heads, but they are not heros, they are the dark side of our species psychology. 

 

God and the Serpent are the same being, just as humans are capable of both great compassion and great cruelty, and our loyalties to our fellow humans are contitional, and transactional. The evil in that book is that it promotes tribalism and gets humans to forget that we are not different, we are not separate from each other. 

 

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 Not Of Want, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

If you are

Not of want

Why am I here?

 

If you are 

Omnipotent 

What would you need?

 

If you are

Omni benevolent

Why do I bleed?

 

If you are

Omnipresent

I have no privacy 

 

If you are

Not of want

Why am I here?

 

Is it love you need

Need is a want

So perfect you're not

 

I am not

Your creation

You are just imagination

 

Want is a deficet 

It is to be filled

To be complete

 

If you are perfect

You are not of want

I should not be here

 

Not me, not anyone

Not the planet

Not any life

 

You are the nightmare

Sold as a dream

Your name they scream

 

And rattle their fists

Unsheth their swords 

Of want to eviserate for their Lord

 

If you are

Not of want

Why am I here?

 

Am I in your ant farm

Obligitory obedient drone?

I don't think so.

 (end)

 

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 SHIT, as much as I try, I cannot get my spelling perfect all the time. 

 

Red line or not. So my apologies for my spelling, sometimes it sticks because adding a new post prevents the prior post from the ability to be edited. 

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 Heads up before you read this poem. It is based on a German movie called "Die Welle"(2008) or "The Wave" but "wave" in the context of the movie is a "salute" which is a metaphor in the movie for the Nazi salute. The move is a warning to the younger generations not to assume it cannot happen in your lifetime. 

If I had my way, I would make this movie manditory in every American civics class and a requirement for all the GOP sycophants who are blindly kissing Trump's ass. 

Some of the language in the following poem will sound mispelled, even outside my real malady, but some of them are words I am borrowing from the German language. IE "Die" does not mean "dead" in German, "Die" in the context of the title is pronounced "Dee" as in "The" and "Welle" means "Wave". If you watch the movie, you will know in the context of the movie, "Wave" really means a "Salute" to the leader, and respect for the autocrat. 

I really do recommend anyone reading this to watch "Die Welle" it is a damned good warning to never assume that it cannot happen where you live, or that your free society cannot fall. Too much conformity and demands of blind loyalty will always lead to the downfall of a free soceity. I will not spoil the plot for you if you have not seen the movie. 

And no Trump, you are not the victim, you are the bully, you are the person the makers of that movie warn about, that Orwell in 1984 and Animal Farm warned about. 

 

Autokrat, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

 

It creeps in slowly 

The carasmatic man

Leads the high school kind

Innocent have no hint  

 

1918 you were humilated

They left you to rot

With no jobs and  no food

The no name runner,  up to no good 

 

Teach them they are the victim

Teach them you are the savior

Teach them social injustice

Give them uniforms, teach them comformity 

 

Teach them disziplin

Do not let non party members in

Make them goose step loud 

Herr  Wagner will make them proud

 

Jedoch, Karo took great pause

Wouldn't fight for the cause

Her fliers the Valkyrie 

Disturbed the water polo team 

 

Denken Sie Daran

It can happen

When you are not looking

You buy what he's selling

 

Because you are desperate

Because you can't eat

Tired of the bread lines

Being dead on your feet

 

Herr Wagner the Diktator 

Manipulated them 

It was too late 

He had sealed their fate

 

Karo is the man

In the famous Foto

Refusing to salute 

Hitler she rebukes 

 

Und this remindes me of

The Fotos of the dead

Suicides of great dread

Into the abyss they were lead

 

Stellvertreter Mayor 

Ernst Kurt Lisso

And his family apically 

Cyanide took them quickly 

 

Not wanting to face revenge

Their own lives they did end

Und thus so did Tim

Shot Bomber his loyal friend 

 

If Germany does not win

In that evil disturbed mind

In the bunker he so died

Taking 60 million lives. 

 

Wir great when united

Brownshirts are now white

Uniformity, blind loyalty

Nacht is void of light 

 

Cheney is Karo

Defying the party cult

Refusing to sell the big lie

Carfully listen with auscult 

 

Die verrotten wir verboten 

The rotton we forbid

Decapitate Mein Kompf's head

Fruede that he is dead

 

Let the artist paint

Protect the prose of the poet

There is no master race

And everyone should know it

 

The youth aways say

"I did not live back then

I am not to blame

It can't happen again"

 

It is the evil seedling 

That grows into a sapling 

Onto autokrat's  rule 

Don't become fascism's mule 

 

It is the creeping hate

That slowly infects the brain

Their brains on your plate

Die welle is insane. 

 (end) 

 

According to google translator, the German word for child is "kind" but the voice translator pronounces it as "kint" So the first stanza does rhyme. 

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 My parody of an ELO "Don't Bring Me Down", and no, ELO had nothing to do with my parody.   .... Weisselberg brings down Trump. By Brian37 on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)

You got me busted I am doing time
You never ask me if I'm doing fine

You brought me down
No no no no no no
Trump Trump Trump
I'll tell the judge more under oath I just swore
I'll bring you down

My name is Weisselberg, IRS found your filings bat shit absurd
I'm telling on you you fucking  fat orange turd

You brought me down
No no no no no
Trump Trump Trump
I'll tell the judge more under oath I just swore
I'll bring you down

Don't bring me down Trump
Don't bring me down Trump
Don't bring me down Trump
I'll bring you down

What happened to the billionaire I used to know
You left me swinging at the end of a rope

You brought me down
No no no no no no
Trump Trump Trump
I'll tell the judge more under oath I just swore
I'll bring you down

You're always getting into catsup fights
You're always breaking fine china plates

You're looking bad you're an orange douchebag
One of these days a jury is going to sink your glass

You brought me down
No no no no no no no no no
Trump Trump Trump
I'll tell the judge more under oath I just swore
I'll bring you down

They've got you shaken, you'll be running away
The FBI is after you every day
They'll take you down
Oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhh
Trump Trump Trump

I told the judge more under oath I just swore
I'll take you down! Down down down down down down down 

I'll take you DOWN!

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 Hope You Guess My Name, By

 Hope You Guess My Name, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on twitter)
 

Rapacious, lecherous 

Incidious, melevolent 

Nepotistic, unrealistic

Infintile, futile, just plain vile

 

Hope you guess my name

 

The office defamed

Left in flames

Belongs in a cage

Aways enraged 
 

Hope you guess my name

 

Compulsive, repulsive

Abusive, vituperative 

Sedistic, heartless

Ruthess, remorseless

 

Hope you guess my name

 

The office debased

Secrets in boxes I take

My entire life is fake

Always on the take

 

Hope you guess my name. 

 

Pitiless, relentless

Uncaring, offensive

Brutish, classless

Thoughtless, careless

 

Hope you guess my name

 

The office degraded

Intel I've hated

War heros berated

And lies I have stated

 

Hope you guess my name

 

I don't have to introduce myself

I'm the victim, and you're to blame

Pleased to con you

Thank you for playing my game

 

Smpathy for the criminal

Will make  our Republic terminal

No cure will be available 

Unless he's held accountable. 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
Check out my poetry here on Rational Responders Like my poetry thread on Facebook under BrianJames Rational Poet also on twitter under Brianrrs37