a reaping haiku ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

grim watched the parade
lead bullets do a flyby
the dead marching on

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a reaping haiku ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

school ritual shootings 
blah prayers fall on silent hearts 
grim gives reaper yawn 

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a reaping haiku ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

kids walk into class 
take their seats at their gravestones 
grim asks for dead calm 
 
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a reaping haiku ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

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. 

a reaping haiku ⚰️⚰️⚰️

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