Monday, December 4, 2017
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November 2017 Couplets
Let's be Republicans!--And hem and haw
Until we overthrow the rule of law!
Loneliness terrifies me because I'm with
Someone I can't stand to spend any time with.
Let's be Republicans!--And smugly blame
What we burn up for triggering the flame!
My bad romances are the children of
A needy dad and moms who feel no love.
Because my heart's an alcoholic souse,
It guzzles love and blacks out playing house.
Let's be Republicans!--And always battle
To make sure men can treat women like cattle!
Just body parts won't start my carnal car--
It's all about whose body parts they are.
Let's be Republicans!--And bravely fight
To make this country bigoted and white!
Between the ignorance and the mendacity
Our leaders put the ass in incapacity.
An ounce of hope lifts despair's ton of pressure
And one kind act's the stone that breaks Hate's thresher.
Two Ideas Of Love
His heart believed her love could validate him;
His insecurity's what made her hate him.
One kind of love always ends in rejection:
Mistaking affectation for affection.
Never give up--but let surrender be
The way your spirit fights for victory.
Let's be Republicans!--And talk the talk!
And then go backwards every time we walk!
If wanting was enough, I'd be a saint;
But that takes love, self-knowledge, and restraint.
What justifies our political lust?
This motto: In Rich White Male God We Trust.
May my life always be a meal that feeds
Not what my journey wants, but what it needs.
When false friends talk behind my back, why curse?
If they knew ALL my flaws, they'd say much worse.
My lower self looks for a pit to fall in;
My higher self, a prospect to stand tall in.
Everything that we get in life's a loan.
Why cling to things that we can never own?
My country is an uncivilization.
Now is not then and will not ever be.
Let it go--it's one sure way to be free.
My life's been gifts and blessings by the tank-full.
I give thanks that I'm still here to feel thankful.
Joy's flowers are all watered by my tears;
My courage is the daughter of my fears.
Ask me my flaws--I'll tell you ten at once.
Ask me my gifts--I stammer like a dunce.
Bad decisions teach me how not to fail
Like storms at sea help me learn how to sail.
All sins can be forgiven--except one:
Using The Bible like a Gatling gun.
The ego: "Seek revenge for every hurt!"
The heart: "Treat foes like flowers, not like dirt."
The present is a diet of fresh meat
But it's the past's stale leftovers I eat.
Each time I undertake a plan of action
My monkey brain gets dazzled by distraction.
Copyright 2017 Matthew J Wells