Saturday, November 8, 2025

Mammy

 Mammy


Mother wasn’t always old

Wide eyed children aglow

How could they know

Unless they are told

Husshhhhhh and listen

To our wisdom

See Momma’s face dark as night

Your skin paler, more white

 

You see momma was once a slave

She had to behave

Or the mastah would kill

Either way

They say

He would have his will

 

Victorian queen frigid as snow

It won’t hurt what she don’t know

Besides why would the princess care

If she was aware

The fine Methodist preacher does declare

Africans are animals in despair

So mastah having a little fun

Wouldn’t hurt anyone

And if Mommy would speak

Mastah wouldn’t turn the other cheek

Death on the whipping post

A deed most

Cruel

But to those that rule

At that time

It wasn’t even a crime

 

So momma didn’t even utter a single breath

For fear of death

She just laid it upon God on high

In a silent cry

Why God, oh why?!!?

The torture and pain

The guilt driving her insane

A dirty feeling never to be clean

His curses cold his compliments obscene

The sick smile upon his lips

The pain between her hips

Dejection

And then rejection

From Momma’s real man

Unable, refusing to understand

 

Momma did the best she could

See children, from evil came good

Have no fear

Momma loves you dear

Cept every day when she sees your eyes blue

It cuts as if raped anew

But Jesus never done no sin

And look what they did to him

My God, My God why have you forsaken me?

Momma understands that totally

Too well

All the truths of hell

But there’s victory, have no fear

In the one who can hear

Words that have never been uttered

For the heart is discovered

And Momma’s heart is devoted to her children

After all we’re all conceived in sin

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Friday, November 7, 2025

He Laid it Down

He Laid it Down

 

Well if you take a good look

You’ll see a shining light

It’s written in the good book

About a King gentle and contrite

Well he had enormous power

He coulda done as He please

But it was His finest hour

To be crucified on a tree

 

He laid it down

So others could live

And now I’ve found

I’ve got the will to give

Cause he laid it down

 

Oh yes I got the will to go out

To speak the truth and defeat doubt

I shall clothe the naked and feed the poor

I’ll serve in no army I’ll fight no war

And in times of sorrow I shall not frown

Cause He laid it down He laid it down

 

He laid it down

So others could live

And now I’ve found

I’ve got the will to give

Cause he laid it down

 

With wonderful words he did speak

To love your enemy and turn the cheek

He was tempted but never did sin

He died but death could not hold him

Jesus sits in heaven with a glorious crown

Cause he laid it down he laid it down

 

He laid it down

So others could live

And now I’ve found

I’ve got the will to give

Cause he laid it down

 

Well in this world I often suffer defeat

But by God’s grace my hope is complete

It is true I cannot pay salvation’s price

That was done with Jesus’ great sacrifice

Oh yes I’m clean and heaven bound

Cause he laid it down He laid it down

 

He laid it down

So others could live

And now I’ve found

I’ve got the will to give

Cause he laid it down 


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Thursday, November 6, 2025

Modern Religion

Modern Religion

 

I always wondered about the Planet of the Apes

I like the Orangutan the best

Civilized yet wild

Erotic ramifications

Bestiality?

 

Technically it would depend

On your over all philosophy

I'm talking evolution versus creation

Never mind intelligent design for now

However if one accepts the whole premise

It would exclude the rapture

I never read about intelligent primates

Dominating in the Bible

Perhaps that is in some book beyond Revelation

That didn't make the cut

 

Am I being sacrilegious?

Planet of the Apes offends no more then some sects

While in the Catholic Church the only Bible I read

Was the ten commandments

No false gods

&

No worshipping of idols

I am sure they were in the top three

So we go bow down to a statue of Mary

And light a candle

 

Now it gets strange

If you want to be perfect go sell all you have and give it to the poor!

Why nobody wants to be perfect!!

Hmm Imagine that!

What if one of those vastly intelligent gorillas

Had a vision of Fatima

And started his own cable T.V. show

Why we could incorporate a popular pass time as well

Bowling for prayers

Where if you get a strike your petitions will get through

Makes you wonder what happens in case of a turkey

I mean a giant intelligent turkey

Leading his people from the lands of America

Denouncing and defeating Thanksgiving

Which by the way is the celebration of genocide

It's getting all too real now isn't it? 


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Where Is The Parking?

Where Is The Parking?

 

I couldn’t catch the subway train

Eyes electric lady land vain

I didn’t even have any friends

Besides my Porsche and Mercedes Benz

So I hustled off to Alamo

And snorted a gram of blow

But the CIA was in a little worry

As they fled the scene in diabolical hurry

I saw a spot but it was awful tight

To fit in, to fit in, well I just might

Of course, I didn’t want to scratch the paint

If I did, I’d yell a spell and then faint

There was dog dodo on the ground

My heart in angst began to pound

I pressed the metal to the pedal in backwards cliché

And fled to what was a better day

Yuppies are a thing of the past

And police cruisers ride mighty fast

Chief Conforti is a confidant

Pray tell what more could you want

Another parking deck?

A dismal gigantic metallic wreck

Where is the parking snorted the whore?

What does it matter if there’s nuclear war? 


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Wednesday, November 5, 2025

Jenny

 Jenny

 

Jenny’s seventeen the queen of the scene                  

She lives in fantasy she wishes for the dream                       

Jenny’s been to places we’ve never been                  

Hear her parents as they fight and scream                 

 

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

A quarter for a kiss and a hug for a penny

You are a ripe field in the in the Land of Plenty

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

 

God damn child you had have better behave

You’re gonna send your old man to an early grave

He hits the bottle everythings black

Jenny’s on the run never coming back

 

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

A quarter for a kiss and a hug for a penny

You are a ripe field in the in the Land of Plenty

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

 

The whispers of rumors in the high school hall

Nobody understands cause Jenny had it all

An empty seat like a blessing without grace

They say the police are on the chase

 

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

A quarter for a kiss and a hug for a penny

You are a ripe field in the in the Land of Plenty

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

 

In the big city the streets ain’t paved with gold

Wondering what to make of all the lies she’s told

She’s meat for a dog and pleasure for a pig

Jenny cries sometimes life is just big

 

She ain’t got a future nothing to last

Hell is always a gamble the die has been cast

Looking ahead while she’s looking behind

All Jenny wanted was something real kind

 

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

A quarter for a kiss and a hug for a penny

You are a ripe field in the in the Land of Plenty

Jenny Jenny Jenny you’re loved by so many

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Tuesday, November 4, 2025

I Hate Hillary And Corporate Democrats

 I Hate Hillary And Corporate Democrats

 

They would like to pretend

That they are your friend

But they are rabid howling dogs

And we are the cool cats

I hate Hillary and corporate Democrats

She is Hitler in high heels

A ‘dead again’ politician

Who in the wickedest of sin

Has crucified all her ideals

All for the mighty dollar

Oh I can hear the witch holler

More, MORE, MORE!!!

There is only one simple cure

Do you know what I mean?

Vote Green

Cause when you take a hard look at the facts

The corporate Democrats work for Goldman Sachs

And while I am pointing blame

All the Republicans are the same

War is a business of the cruelest kind

It’ll stab you in the back while they torture the blind

Every bomb is food out of a child’s mouth

Producing death, agonies and refugees

With feigned ignorance confounding doubt

As they ignore our desperate pleas

A war of terror so they proclaim

A weak pretense it is an awful shame

Yes they infest us with innumerable lies

All so digits on the computer will rise

A pale horse has been released from hell’s gate

Our leaders bicker in debate

Soon the moment will be gone

Welcome to center stage

In a fit of furious rage

THE WHORE OF BABYLON

Whose minds are simply mathematical stats

I hate Hillary and corporate Democrats 

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Cheating In Nevada

 Cheating In Nevada

 

In Nevada with hot desert sands

There's a law everyone understands

It's an unrighteous, ungodly sin

The house always has to win

Now take heed as I mention

The Democratic convention

When the wheel was still in turn

The delegates came to learn

A premature choice had been made

Despite the people's voices being raised

Yelling, screaming, calling shame

Unfair, injustice, we proclaim

See the establishment, lie, cheat and steal

From the bottom of the deck they deal

And to make all protest cease

They called out the police

What happened to our democracy?

Are we headed towards Nazi Germany?

Now people we got ourselves a mission

A political exhibition

A righteous revolution

A permanent solution

In November express your concern

Vote so all will feel the Bern



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Poet To The Poor