My 'Shit-Holes' Shit by A Hurting Human
A hostage to your sanctions, another unconsidered pawn
Affected, dejected, clean water, food, safety, medicine, gone.
You hate my government, my state, mine solely by birth,
By proxy I get your hate, simply another child of the Earth.
When will the Valkyries Ride? Destroying so many lands before.
When will your bombs darken our sky? Your boots hit our shore?
Remember, a child unappeased, who doesn’t receive via a fit
Its stupidity overwhelms then, “the poor little shit!”
Our resources, our control, the reason for anewed “concern”,
Don't equate to our children being bloodied, broken and or burned.
Wagner’s taping, catching attention, raising his wand,
Under the rain, everyone I know, unfortunately also born not blond.
Zero differentiation genetically, other than the meaningless, the cosmetic
For my shit-holes shit you’ll kill us one and all, sans care or anesthetic.
Your wants, needs, thoughts, your flights of fiction or fact
Are no different to everyone else’s, yet you’re ignorant of this fact!
The idiotic, armed by beliefs of "more deserving", “better than”.
Our differences, culture, used as ammo, in each step of a set plan.
The restrictions imposed to my flag won’t bring a switch,
Except for us from “okish” to fighting to drink out of a ditch.
Hungry, without power, nor the power to in anyway adapt.
Those you’re hunting, their resources remain barely tapped.
I’ve witnessed your hunger, your foreign policy’s clutch,
In the crosshairs, me and my like, are never in for a gentle touch.
Where do I turn when nowhere near is any nearer to better?
How do I dream when all I can hope for is a little clean water?
The hooves, the thunder, the affected, those seeing only with hate,
We’re Humans, yet there’s no concern of those already the late.
No thought for us Humans now, and or those soon to be dead.
Your only global concern, your bottom line, is away from the red.
These embargoes stand against 30 countries or territories Worldwide,
Our only crime for lack of basic needs, happenstance for which we cannot hide!
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The Valkyries are mythical too. Pony up! We are all we have!
Are we playing Freshman Composition, Stream of Consciousness Writing?
And?
Your point, My Ass Hurts?
rmfr
What?
I am going to get an apple...I am going to cut it, from top to bottom. I am going to cut it with a wide blade knife, to make sure the cuts do not deviate, and are straight. I am going to initially cut it four times on what will be four sides when finished. This will leave the core squared and exposed for quick disposal.Then, I will cut it into smaller bite sized chunks. Then I will eat it.
@AAAPPPLLLEEESSSS.....mmmmmmm!
Didn't read. I only like limericks.
There was a young lady called Tuck,
She had the most terrible luck.
She went in a punt,
and fell over the front.
Then got hit,
in the leg,
by a duck.
There once was a poet named wgusapukc
Who fell from the back of a truck
He bumped his head
Spent 3 weeks in bed
and the injury made his poems suck.
My 'Shit-Holes' Shit
Reminds me of this.
There once was a man named Lou
He grew up wearing only one shoe
His gave thanks to his god
That his right foot was shod
But his left foot was totally fucked up, man. I mean, it was really a mangled mess. The poor guy worked in a steel foundry. No shit. You have any idea what that can do to unprotected feet? Poor Lou... *shaking head sadly*...
I no longer like limericks.
That's a shame, I had a good one about a nurse from Nantucket.
I have one about Jesus. It's highly inappropriate :D
Oh please...
@doG
Okay okay....This is all my own work btw....
There once was a man name of Jesus
That thought doing magic would please us
He ended up dead
With a crown on his head
Then his dad picked the thorns out with tweezers
BAM!
Four bananas out of five.
Spank you very much..
@WCH Re: "I have one about Jesus. It's highly inappropriate."
...*choir singing*... "Hole-ie, hole-ie, hole-ieeeee..."
I can feel a few more Jesus jokes coming on very shortly...
I have no shame.
Please...do not hold back...its comedy. :P
@doG
It's all about perspective. One mans comedy is another mans manic depression.
Ok...I have never done this before...I am not even sure what exactly a limerick is...but here goes.
There once was a man that was violunt
He surfed atheist sites to hunt
He was deluded from head to toe,
and let everyone know.
That's why he was banned and labeled as a religious cunt.
:O
Is that a limerick?
Works for me!
But I am fucking mental.
In the spirit of comedy and being able to laugh at myself at the same time I hope you enjoy this as much as I did creating it.
There once was a man named In Spirit
Chirping all day like a cricket
They told him to stop, to listen, stop whining
But the questions he just tossed across
Then Cog came along with buddies in tow
Threw shit at the man with blow after blow
And said that all came from your bucket
The man smelled it; he liked it, and so he knew it was his
No chirping, no whining, no misunderstandings
No lying, no preaching, and sheds no more tears
So instead of a cricket, he is now all but ears.