omqwat
my birth was in the earth
with a shirt made of dirt
and shorts made of quartz
my sister is a twister
my brother, the thunder
as for me, I will one day become the sea
in early may
a grin and a bouquet
dancing in the driveway
she met me sway for sway
a look in her eye
please stay, please stay
greediness is tedious
the warring are boring
and nothing is more dull
than those who drop a perfectly good discourse to give an unwanted earful
lighter A was quite a bit lighter
in temperament
than lighter B, quite the blighter
but lighter B's soul burned brighter
in resonance
than lighter A's piddly inner fire
the scamp
clamps
an amp
to the lamp
shines it
with ire
on the vamp
who gets a cramp
a little burn
on his leg
like a stamp
and tramples
out of sight
down the ramp
thirsty for knowledge,
hungry for change
standing on a cliff with no ledge,
reaching for reason - just out of range
I'd rather drink gasoline
than eat a soybean
there rests a quiet synergy between attitude and aptitude
false flags waving and waltzing
schmoozing and schmaltzing
look away; no shaming, no faulting
pointing at it is "anti-semantic verbal assaulting"
Echo-Roman Wrestling
Rome's top-ranked philosophers would gather in an arena and shout their best arguments at each other. They say the finest arguments would rattle the walls and echo in the hearts of the people for generations.
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