Showing posts with label mudslings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mudslings. Show all posts

Monday, January 9, 2017

Trump change


Do not bow your head in (his) dis-grace,
interest accrued in chump change
buys no-thing of value.

True-change often means –New-
and new costs more than Used;
As is, precious metals
are always worth the same
at least until common (place)-
ex(ac)cept-ing
the Gold(en) rule.

Do you have anything
smaller than a soul?

It is a mistake to make molehills on mountainsides,
due to
mudslings and crustslides...losing ground
Twenty-five billion tons of topsoil-Lost….
It is an even graver error to dwell in this dim cave
of matters that do not mingle-by proxi-mity-
with your legacy, by reach and stretch.
(Im)mortal
Good(er) is not (as) Great
(as Hate) Any More? Ignore It.

This person(ally)
is no-thing more than a fig(ment)
from a manmade tree diagram
fallen at your feet. Poison in pears.
Too ripe, too easily bruised ,rotten, to you. No thanks.
We make an easy meal for the vulture.

His story
does no harm
to the writers and plotters of Our Bio-Graphy
who will compose themselves, by comp-ass
when all  is crumbling
downhill
by erosion of (in)decency, Be-have-your
self by (in)direct (in)decisions, anything (in)different, They know.
They (always) know how clods spit out of the fan and dust always settles
Down.

Are you out there? Come closer.  Do not be sorry for your losses
or worry about what you never had secured.
You were (in) all ways broke(n), down and out cast.
Be glad you know your-
self
better by (in)tangible dreams, it seems we woke up to day
Fallen. (Not) any one is building a better tomorrow
(Again) We will shine on, any(which)way we can Rise

On Occasion. In vestment. The States of  Un-ion scatter.

Balance is a state of transition. And accountability is all-ways reconciled
in the End.

Image in Public Domain via Project Gutenberg described as, Historic Bermuda Hog Money.




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Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow...