grim watched the parade
lead bullets do a flyby
the dead marching on
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writing 2019
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school ritual shootings
blah prayers fall on silent hearts
grim gives reaper yawn
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kids walk into class
take their seats at their gravestones
grim asks for dead calm
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thru an opaque lens
racist shot jungle bunnies
grim watched the deadstream
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authors notes
my condolences to my fellow humans who lost love ones in buffalo usa 2022 and in christchurch nz 2019 and to any other past or future
victims of hate.
authors notes (cont) - yes jb is a very racist term.
I used it to highlight how racist dehumanise their fellow humans to treat them as something other than humans that need to be culled.
I decided to use the old racist term jb as rabbit populations are often culled for some reasons that often align with white supremacist (can be applied to any supremacist/nationalist) thinking of their fellow human beings.
authors notes (cont)
opaque meaning =not able to be seen through.
yes i am saying racist,supremacist,nationalist are blind.
notes written just in case someone misinterprets this poem to fit their sick ideology.
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pied piper busker
rats riddled with bullet holes
Grim's shopping mall spree
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a climate changing haiku
mother and father
scolding words make things nippy
milieu soup ruin
© by bg 2021
grand old deceiver
something felt
broken
flattened
maybe
the goddam earth
had been
folded
by the
grand old deceiver
had it been
shelved
filed
categorised
into
different boxes
decks
to be
reshuffled later
by the
grand old deceiver
will hearts
beat
clubs
will diamonds
wear out
spades
who nominates
who shuffles...
what happened
to the fifth
to the
permanent...
was it
slipped
up the
robed sleeve
of the
grand old deceiver
spite and malice
disguised
as
love thy neighbor
it's just a game
of
cat and mouse
that ends
in
misery
playing solitaire
in rwanda
drunk on ubuki
with
discarded cards
germany
once bent
then was
scratched and marked
by other
cheating
tribes/nations
before and after
germany's
wrangling hands
or
simply
sleight of hand
by the
grand old deceiver
© by bg 2021
the legend off jack doe
second i was born reformed
beliefs just thought i was deaf punk
as my songs got more outta tune
judges thought i was in a down beat funk
geez bees
i was a screaming acid metal junk
well im just your suicide jumper busker
on the departure platform i drop my hat
you'd only hear off me if i became a husker
to tune into this station
well the world ain't flat
no it sure can't be said
that the astronaughts world is flat
i fretted over the sleepers i laid
left behind me some fresh bending blue tracks
rum amped the bad ass deeds i delayed
as i went on a sustained attack
all day long licking snow off the lines
geez bees
backmasking hypno crossroad neon signs
well im just your suicide jumper busker
on the departure platform i drop my hat
you'd only hear off me if i became a husker
to tune into this station
well the world ain't flat
no it sure can't be said
that the astronaughts world is flat
i won't leave any one hit wonders behind
no band-aids could ever staunch my minds tempo
as mayflies dance on the crescendo aligned
they screamed out my last stage name
JACK DOE
JACK DOE
i layed down a ghost track critics could reject
geez bees
that i never never used any special effects
well im just your suicide jumper busker
on the departure platform i drop my hat
you'd only hear off me if i became a husker
sow tune into this station
cause the world ain't flat
no it sure can't be said
that the astronaughts world is flat
© by bg 2021
an unhealthy haiku
meek corona wins
climate change’s pyramids
gravity still works
©bg 2019
bargain bin wine
living on toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
down on the ground
it’s hard, dark and cold
the gold doesn’t shine
pass the penthouse monuments
to where the street beggars mine
the cities clogged arteries
where they’re
living on toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
street preacher coughs and splutters
tis better to give your debt
to whores on crack
than give it to evangelicals
to save your petri dish souls
from the hangman’s sack
after you’ve subsisted
on dysfunctional last suppers
of toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
its cold ,dark and hard
telling time living in the sundials shadow
drawing up dreams from an oil well
riding a unicycle with a rusted chain
hardly gives a performing puppet
a chance to be a real human
while living on toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
seeing stitching scars on zombies faces
from faith been sown across their eyes
politicians get society’s to trust fall
another generation will march to war
for peace or to save the world
politicians will turn their crusades
politicians will turn their crusaders
into an empty blood bath
in Blood Baths we raindog paddle
subsisting on toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
find their lies chiseled on tombstones
the hard ,dark and cold stone chips
feeding the starving homeless pigeons
in the park where they fornicating flock
to their saviours monumental stone feet
to hear the politician sing honey songs
for change in exchange for their ultimate sacrifices
battleships swarm to their sirens ROCK
to find their hard earned change
just paid for another doomsday
MUSICAL INTERLUDE
marooned on the rock
where the song changes scales
not the empty soulless notes
the survivors do come to learn
while they’re leftovers subsisting
on toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
burnt toast and bargain bin wine
©bg 2019
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