Crisis of Trend Replied Win

In the End I guess,

it is what is disturbing,

it has been the sight of a wreck,

the burning cinder of direct.

The cause of such a test,

subject to know rest,

the best of show,

is the least of the measure,

to just be the balance,

delivers the truth without a venue,

safety or the threat,

a debt.

The News did break,

the evidence 'For Sake'

the Mind could not handle,

the brake was a ramble.

No denial to the opened intrusion,

just words of,

modest allusion.

Freedom is a State,

now it is of late,

lost and accepted,

the wait is subjected.

The evidence of what is prevalent,

delivers the relevant,

worries that of pronounced,

have been simply announced.

What to do?

The 'Well' is dug and it does not lack 'A Shove'

 reaction is not appropriate,

persons are not abhorred,

questions for answers,

you've been Sorted.

The Lies are Rampant,

not to find the Foreign Lamp lit,

but spy's have found that America ramps it.

Too See the Sight before the plight,

makes what is wrong never right,

should people just sleep at night,

than erase delete the button,

for you will not wake to Upton.

The World needs a Dream to be,

reality relieving all this terror in thee,

should you turn your back again,

than to the ashes,

you'll have been.

What does happen has ready been,

to See in Mind is knot a find,

it is the only natural kind,

not attended by the plug of line.

Denial of the action taken,

is the blame of rape in fake,

now the evidence nearly Blind,

the Keep is no more than the Time.

Too Bad that People seek no justice,

to settle for a hearing now,

pushes off what is built to damn,

turn your back and know the land,

cinders scene it's burned for stand.

The Apple death does know a hand,

the sought due what is lost for 'Lot'

the heritage in repeat,

makes death hold on to every deed.

The feat of done should cause a fund,

to defend a natural mend,

for when the power is cut for 'Sake'

all is known and not for take.

The best direction for insurrection,

is the balance of a measured inflection,

all it takes is to turn or break,

all of the connections that humans make.

The control to stop the leak,

is to take how you speak,

remove the global reason for,

communication is a basic store.

Go and purchase,

 the latest merchant,

in the end you'll see it's when.

The Photo Stop,

talks a 'Lot'

then the texting becomes the shot,

once it's gone you have no taught,

the sent are lost and now it's wrought,

do you know that it's sought?

A Simple Plot

One Sees Two Equals Summoning

Up and Rooting Stats provide,

this game is No-Hide,

protection now denied,

bookings of complete too threat.

Basis Lies,

it has happened with out even a try,

an Order of Mandate,

takes your life to advantage,

the Future now Present delivers,

the day is done 'cause it has been,
determined to be When.

At total of Knew view,

remotely and quietly too.

The encroachment,

the endless belong,

said to be modest,
 it's still wrong.

Conversation know communication,

body-language speaks with a tonal leap,

a visual reminder of intent,

 or a curious binder,
stating Rent.

Collected vein is the strain,

to filter bleed with profane,

and now,

you don't even know Their name.

Anonymous now provides the blame,

destroying the human brain,

leaking in the words of text,

stanza trained without a strain.

 Face to Face disappearing,

the touch of what has not been daring,

as if compliance rules with fear,

is it safety or the Net that's near.

A cover behind the screen,

to write and knot to glean,

the channeling of what's referred,

makes informing seem absurd.

To assist in resist,
foundling finds that education persists,
to gamble 'A Like' like this,
to produce a noted action,
too reveal the balance of truth,
surely this cannot be obtuse.

Do not strike with invent,
as such stated,
pitched the tent,
leans to exposure of only what's Sense,
making evident the Law of Sent,
the cost of censure is therewith,
the total some of whom resent.

Participation or physical tracking,
interruptions promoting obstructions,
builds the greater venue,
to end a particular Sinew.

In the reaction,
the bristle raised may only be felt,
a prelude to prequel,
of only abrupt.

To Listen Mute Speaks

The 'Acceleration' of Now,

should floor populated belief.

Grounding each moment,

seconds leak,

well-sewn secret exposes lie,

is it 'Due' or is it Pry.

Point blank questions,

'Asked & Answered'

denied intrusions at gathering conclusions,

points-too-paranoid discord unease

interviewed believed,

Congress Treed!!

Fated Showed

The theory is fact,

suspicions don't lack,

evidence impacts,

vernacular exact.

The Action of Know action,

delivers lives without fight,

a determining factor,

in done for the reason,

of safety not treason.

A Double-Bind

No passing fancy,

big brother romancing,

society entranced,

the face is lost,

the voice has cost,

language an Albatross.

Morality Dies

too Text with Letters,

information no better,

shortening 'Said'

delivering dread,

now the 'Talk' is in the Head.

Conflicts

Know 'More' eye-contact,

the 'Verses' store,

looking into the 'Hand Held' room,

a mind's roar,

 removes the language of body,

a Lore.

No longer interpretations,

old-school reservations,

caught-inn-framed,

provides the name,

numbers train,

words form sentences,

labels provide Risk.

Confronting-Accusations,

no-longer vocations,

an Art - Full distraction,

of that's just......,

attraction.

Crippled Minds,

keep no signs,

the ebb & flow is designed,

the Dam is broken,

the 'Blind' tokens spent.

Vocal tone records the bone,

a personal interaction to read reaction,

mental capacity slows,

the Dot-to-Dot,

connects know wrought.

You wake too sleep,

you sleep to deep,

the journey keeps,

the dream is beat.

Stifled by Thoughts,

a waste not fought,

the Quest of Rife,

returns "Just=Life."

To add-Up the time to Be,

awake to See,

makes this strange Reality,

present-day History.

The Rally remains a knotted Tally.

the Total equals Summed,

extracted by 'All ready' strummed.

Acumen

Writing, a particular 'Type'

using 'Words' to express a sip,

the 'Cup' a rein the 'Sentence' drain,

spelling collects too difference debt,

'A Sign' to erect,

of a 'Knew' dawn,

 exampling Set.

Amongst the titled voice,

life will rent to own a choice,

delivery becomes the phone,

in a riddle or poet's Home.

Working 'Prose' collecting shows,

makes the view in hindsight true,

a certain 'Foil' of can't undue,

wrapping answers questions new.

Discern knot Hate a beat to state,

for in this place,

a Land of Take,

the silence screams of illegitimate things,

required reading as sum is streaming.

To 'Put' upon the 'Mind' to 'Do'

working times a given tool,

naturally,

the 'Truth' is Viewed.

Approach of Honesty,

a distanced advantage,

Visions Leud,

increasing Shrewd.

The Wall Is Hit, A Numerical Brick

It has been 'Said'

spoken 'Fare' fed,

a mark is 'Made' on the Forehead.

Given

The implant of a certain stance,

without much 'Thought' it's been yoked,

what's done is talk,

and is no joke.

The other place,

a locale to trace,

it the wrist know replaced.

The Twist-of-Fate,

it's to late.

The Signature Mark has a start,

Cell Phones Act,

 such a lark,

just like that,

a coded mark.

The Numbered Sequence,

worse In-Fact,

select to You,

and can be tracked.

in Extract.

As You speak,

as You move,

the GPS pays it's do's,

the phone is used,

ALL CAPS,

and "It's" abuse.

A constant hand,

the motion of planned,

the fingers scanned,

production of,

the screen In-Hand.

To further lie,

the truth reveals a numerical real,

number claimed by birth record,

matching a digital license,

swiping Named.

So as You turn,

calls are learned,

the text of pixels a return,

a simple signature,

 a  Digital Discern.

Remains Of The Fed...the Jump is Man

Preparedness for the 'Coming' challenges,

a Storm remains to be Scene.

Hungering thirst,

repetitive verse,

boggled Minds production rewind:

Backwards Thought,

not fought,

sadness disputed,

Rivalry!!

Scarcity,

an unknown "Theme' no-One stops,

waits,

breaking-down every Thing,

no consideration too destroy,

short-term Ignorance gains.

The Tuff,

a hide of strength in ply,

kept to Facts,

disaster has tracks,

buckled restraints,

listening banks!!

Discounting Venture,

frogs boil,

sum of left did leap,

grave Omen clearly,

sounding displayed,

much like horns trumpeting day.

Amongst such laid,

phones record,

carded memory views the stored,

not just dread,

they ate the dead!!

People Fed

Blood Thirst ready Wrought,

the balance measured,

the fodder was Haunt.

Censored Best

Lurking thieves know relief,

to find the good or bad at night,

the bolding deed,

preemptive say:

READ!!

Behaviours rehearsed,

Lies to find stemmed the Rise,

slowly moving,

Realize,

the opportunity shows the need,

no plead.

Spoken Fairs masses Prayer,

collapsed from said,

mapped the stroke in safety lead,

not to soak,

relief to bled.

Religious Bladder

Food grows feet,

shoes are worn,

it gets ruff,

creates knew day,

knees won't heal,

flavored Marrow,

sustained the brain,

here on Earth.

Guilt maintained,

a blaming game.

It is the after,

contains before,

the Math does Equal,

an interesting horror.

Fear is planted,

grown by Cheers;

"Down that One!! Keep 'This One' Here!!"

Thrice it Comes and it Rears,

ever-lasting Trite with dear,

the truth or rite,

reminds Old Days,

of a Way too ForePlay.

Sensuality in Stay

Links this Might,

with chains so tight,

Whips keep Being,

a formal Leading.

Kept for 'Sake' to save what's Housed,

within the Self, the Tout, a rave,

'It's' Made.

The Wild Nature fights the censure,

what's not seen,

cannot redeem,

personal freedom becomes a Means,

'All' Ready,

connection made.

A thought so found,

reveals 'No Bounds'

the trick of Think,

a keep of ream,

the Mind of such will erupt.

No communication,

electrical vacation,

hear the cost as it is lost,

relief without the bleed.

Fodder flanked,

mind-controlled,

not for rhyme Four realize,

a Jump of Course,

remains knot forced,

natural gifts born to live,

becomes the Value to the Trader.

What will Come,

no resist,

the World reads a gleaning mist,

reign in Hits,

or better said,

I would guess it's what Front's "This."

A Check, A Rate, A Tone, A Phone,

the deeply seated,

sings of blessed

A Third-Eye Blinks,

a home relief,

to what will be,

a personal fee!!

Fast and Furious,
creates a Drift,
cause 'Its' worse.

Suspected Trend

Each Day on the News,

'Suspects' are killed,

now dead and through.

The Media accepts,

these bullets as due,

shots are played,

intensity review,

all these deaths are a numbing brew.

Added-Up to total true,

no reports equal view,

the possible shock becoming horror,

in addition it seems like War.

If a Suspect is just that,

never charged, 

shot in fact,

his or her day in court,

never had and just a bore,

much like a chore.

We will never know their 'More,'

their silence sealed,

an eminent reveal.

No Hearing, No Defense,

know Sentence followed,

for this is the World,

guns are hollow.

The Court to decide,

Guilt or Innocence?,

is this based on secrets or eminence?,

threats or cover-ups?,

the result delivers silence of.

Tone

So quick Reporters say or whip,

to the Weather, the Traffic forthwith,

to balance or measure?,

maybe it's pleasure,

but the dead can't get better.

kNow proof-needed Police are deeded,

now scared people become enemies that roam,

nobody knows if suspects are guilty,

they're just dead, charged not pled.

Guessing it will never matter,

not until it's you who's shattered,

misunderstood or mistaken for chatter,

"Who you'll scream?, I didn't do it, you'll say, I just look like that Man today."

however the Guns been pulled,

 you're blown away.

At that point Fare becomes dues,

apologies will not rule for you,

'cause you'll be under by 6ft down,

walking in difference,

it just seems planned.

Orders Set

First it is Them: 

You Watch!!,

say nothing accept they're due.

Than it is You,

You see!!

say nothing because you're speechless,

'cause you are now,

Suspect too.

"Suspect of what?" 

you uttered,

your last words as you bleed to death,

for an act you did not do,

but you have been shot straight through too.

Do the dead have a defense,

does the statement or the accusation,

the cause of a nation,

ever prove to be true?,

or is the action simply excused as a mistake,

and apologies made.

I heard this way,

on the News,

the other day.

Investigative Reporting,

emails or tweets,

looking in to the eyes of the perpetrator or the deed,

that twist in the gut,

identifying untruths so easily lost,

uncouth.

As Cell Phones confirm,

a text is a berm,

the sentence a lace,

to tie and to trace,

without that Face-two-Face,

connection erased.

So on those days in a hurry or a daze,

you run a red light,

disappear out of sight,

upset and feel,

fight.

A Cop stops you,

the infraction so clear,

in the midst of this plight,

your explanation,

your dog died,

develops a formation,

you lied,

shot dead in the middle of your proclaim,

you have been downed in your very own Nation.

Intentions are Suspect,

D.O.A.

No Ticket, No Court, No School to Traffic,

you are just another number,

too subtract it.

Family Whales

The story is told,

differently if sold,

to cover whats bold,

your loved ones listens.

The burial just happens,

don't bother them,

friends blend,

the words to say never find a day,

Conspiracy wiped away,

your wife sheds the tears,

the kids hang their head,

"there is no way, are Dad is dead, he didn't do it, they just said."

Theory Dread

The oddness subtracts and the Mind does track,

what is said can be heard,

do you listen,

it seems now common,

much like a blurb,

not even absurd.

What's left from this War,

a country torn,

mass destruction has been born.

Signs

Just like Toads the Frogs do show,

heat the pot ever so slow,

by the time it boils or blows,

all have been,

the focus is When.

Checks and Balances

Brains Simmer Ready Boil To Frog Troubles

Humanity Puddles,

pools in the mind,

ankle-deep amongst mortality,

man-upon-man stomping-out.

Existence Now!!

No matter material,

my coffee-cup keeps it real,

the smell of brew,

remains in true.

As We face this disgrace,

the lack of thought,

brains at a slow-boil,

is heating up in the sight of turmoil.

Activities on Record,

an Audible bore,

intent seems sworn,

secrecy it's horror.

Civilians run or just plain shun,

bullets flying from fear based prying,

denial rampant shows the lamp-lit,

the torch is burning as lives are learning.

The invasion with-in,

many States naming sin,

rich in global place,

civilian writes Freedom's displaced.

The Population represents,

apathetic mentality of only resent,

the Envy of the "All,"

a prequel to a World fall.

At every turn,

 this Nations burn,

the messaging constant,

text-to-announcing,

a thumb-swipe sounding swish,

communication a mere Lone.

Words are lost,

anagrammatically form the cost,

listing sent without a boss,

making work vacation lost.

Defining Country

The Intellect suffers from shortened 'letters'

the grip-technology an obvious rub to send,

hard bound to been the socket plugged-in.

Robotic read,

Stories fed,

the News just adds a multiple of dead,

without remorse to stay,

due course.

A blinded Mind by design,

burned the "Notice" of intuition,

recording finds clouds disturbing,

knotted enticement of,

a ghost that shows the fine type of hose.

Computers Hold-a-Keep

The search an engine,

know refrain,

tells of anything pre-arranged.

censored content sites erase,

those deleted no-longer race.

Human

Theories Ramp-Up,

Conspirators Rave of hidden plays,

Posts are Saved to prove these days,

because its said,

'The Lie' betrays.

Thousands-Millions dollars take,

belief becomes a paid-off faith,

the People say it is their way,

"The Time, too Late, the Government placates."

Camera's show shots are made,

photographs become a living grave,

it is the negative without a frame.

Control established laws of change,

taking 'Something' makes Men deranged,

the Country's hem is it's shame.

Shut-off warnings,

scoffed at words,

that alert to what is heard,

sentences form not absurd,

Freedom mistaken,

 as it was taken.

Discretion a Door,

slammed-shut from lore,

Cause it Said,

":< prove-it >:"

It became a boiling Tame,

as if this Nation a Country knot named,

where Thoughts, Ideas and Independence reigned,

made such Boarders,

only blame.

An Ocean of Knowledge,

lost to sane,

enveloped no Ear,

the screams so clear.

The land of Milk & Honey,

radio clear,

took the Notice without the Veer.

Seared

The kettle marked a copper-pot,

the Type of Boil heated 'So-Well'

the stove-topped turf upon this Earth,

became the gaseous brains that only drained.

The boil slow,

the Voice ladled,

'medium-hot'

"Wow!! That's HOT."

Frogs Wrought

Jumping back to get-off sought,

Sights-of Now,

cause to gasp,

speech was silenced people grabbed.

Society Wrap,

Eminent? 

Splat.

Animals died and then came back,

it seems the 'Ice' had chilled disease,

the glacier melts increased the Sees,

exposing choice and knot bent knees.

Mind-Blowing breeze,

created a tease,

as few took notice,

Felt the 'Heed'

Kneaded

Indication of the Verse,

the timing unrehearsed,

delivers curse without a split-tongue.

Diverse

Robbed of Madness,

rage speaks,

not to scream but to state:

Unease!!

Religious Mure,

brings Word taking Choice,

making chose it's course!!

Perverse

The land upon such lies are told,

will be blessed with nothing bold,

the offense rather old,

inhabitants will know the Bill,

through this Sin,

it's been Sold.

A Cross that brought an enormous Loss,

hangs on Them still choking Him,

as the Nails are deeply sunk,

Driven Inn continues Sin.

To rest in peace,

not this 'Lot' 

for his load should be your Wrought.

I cannot imagine more in Thought,

than the difference is cannibal knot,

the plot to cease the seat of life,

came from infliction of greater strife.

To 'Just' feed a spiritual life,

does not mean to eat a lie,

words bring sustenance the food to think,

when read it is an audible drink.

The tone of which carries voice,

the richness in "A lyrics" choice,

what is defined inferred to be,

is based on the Mind-to-See.

I can't imagine that he knew,

least of all would approve,

that You ate and drank him through,

for the things that you do, due.

Still You place upon His State,

your misfortunes and mistakes,

all in fear of what's not here.

Flocking sheep to keep this mass,

ritualized communion to be the phat,

to sustain the quench by wrath of sent,

will just prove,

no-one's safe.

Now the End may have been,

told to some to enlighten when,

should your daily mind be stuck,

you'll be blind when this erupts.

Tantalized with Mortal cheer,

a social play of understanding day,

to know the date or the year,

hypothesis of what's been Hear,

does determine words are churning.

The more you race away from Self,

serve disgrace as massive taste,

to further guilt or threaten Hell,

just confirms you have a Bill.

A Bolder Storms Rite

The Universe is whole today,

it speaks ever so gently,

"the galaxy is leaking."

The radioactive ride,

be it bombs or sun in the sky,

it is the Ozone and "The Why"
we go to show,
what is Nigh is No-Joke,
Dark provokes. 

A burning drone

The rampant bile,

man-made, Vile,

before extinction there was a Moon,

the Sun shown the Planets doom.

Design of creative detail,

is now so frail,

the atmosphere is rich,

chemically sick.

Thick

The sad despair hangs-in-the-air,

as breathe takes in,

the last breathing.

The Galaxy Seething

The coat is worn,

the cloak to warn,

 with price of sewn,

doom is looming.

The Crisis, wrecked,

much like SET,

the chaos of destruction waits,

the day? Production!!

Play

I wonder this to ponder Exist,

days of Planet will be missed,

an everlasting Cist.

Rupture

The shame to back,

more than that,

you have stolen home,

to 'All' whom Roam.

To fatten pocket-books,

increase the dollar,

taxation hooks,

extreme in exact.

No greater-distance to foreign land,

planetary stands to shoot it's planned,

to know remiss increased this,

a Copper-Hue is my persist.

Land, too Stand,

birthed by rite remains in Sight,

born full-bore,

of more than War,

to see what's right,

the Third- Eye to be,

a certain Trust,
 in Me.

The distant Past,
Rite not forgotten,
the blame remains,
man is rotting.

Global Suicide,
brought by,
damned:
In addition,
Bombs seem Planned!!

Reaching out with more than Sight,
it 'All' seems due,
death accepts,
a date for dead.

An Eminent Drive,
the gear appears,
to strip the Atmosphere,
of every Ear,
an Umbrella to survive,
a mechanical Cheer.

Holes not drilled are just burnt through,
with the refuge being shrewd,
the End does complicate,
but has been Ruled.

Measurement

The Heat of Fury,
the Turtle's Shell,
the grey in black of white does 'Madder'.

The Vortex pull,
a Void of Roll,
the Tunnel-spins a Web so strained,
the Wormhole breeds,
to be a Gate.

Silent State

The greater Self,
a Theoretical Bow,
sets the quiver to shoot the Thought,
"The End" has Been,
 Ruled so deemed and seems to Trot;
an Aim of 'Lot'.

Too say that death accepts what is brought,
this Resting-of-a-Pestilence is also Taught,
the bed's Been made:
The Loss-is-Sought.

Where on Earth,
"oh wait, it's gone!!"
will Man land the birth of Shore,
should he go long around in life,
an Expectancy which is Bourne.

The Seer speaks in Rise-of Tell,
don't be bitter with this brand of Hell,
it's knew to view,
but worth makes due.

Prepare or delve,
 the Wealth seems type,
 a kind of Mind with conscious Times,
 depth-of-find remains unseen,
belief does preach,
"Keeping it Real,"
 so far it's reached.

To discount or MAKE-belief,
more than comfort so Faith is priced,
Tithes and Offerings total Sum,
the Church will Curse,
to cause Post-Hither.

Religions do mass and fall to knees,
not for prayer but in displeased.

The freedom to Pray at Times of Days,
schedules rule the breath of made,
not a reading but joint and teaming,
the words of verse is Full-Tone Might.

Revealing the meaning in memory tolls,
rites abide with Tunes of 'Tight'
Script persist,
to note to speak on a different life.

Paradise 'cause Heaven Sent,
I am know Man,
I am Reading,
Once-a-Week is Seething.

It is the Year of Reason-Made,
to no progression has a day,
not to fear admission played,
amongst 'All' men,
Mystics-Stayed.

The beauty of the Cleric's View,
is or lies with-in each you,
not to judge but to call,
upon such made,
to Serve this raid.

The Tribe's Review,
the Clans point to due,
an accountable and primal move,
not to worship idols engraved,
but to recognize this Life-of Horror!!

Living Dangerously

A temptation to Re-define,
to misinterpret, leaks resist,
disagreements by pointing fingers,
leaving Four to reveal-it.

A reflection of Know-Man's mirror,
is the stare to go from Here,
should it prove to be Dear,
 than One shall Rear an ugly-sted,
for the 'Troddened' Gallop-On!!

Inflicted 'Pity' enhances Ignorant,
of not the beaten but the treasure.

In this vary Waltz-of-Words,
the exhibit unrehearsed,
production of, histories nursed.

The sweet drink of Milk & Honey,
churned the beatings of such too 'Utter'
exposing Beast-of-Wild; Druthers',
to be released exposing Letters.

Ancient food provides the fodder,
in Thought, in Line, in Order of...,
"Brothers."

To stew in plots,
'Dimensional Views' providing Sustenance,
to See what's True.

The entry-of, upon arrival,
to ask for nothing in expecting fight,
it does deem,
religious plight!!

A birthed record to alleviate Bored,
a 'Curse-to-Chore' in only, leading,
a simple-oath in-spite of bleeding,
to further growth of what is Seeing.

Reservation man

Death is Deep,
a grave in 'Keeped'
a guarantee to grant such deed,
the more you speak,
increases: Reaped

Rusty Nails M.c. ~ Squared

The sound of flicker,

a wistful display of,

a whisper.

Knowing Thought,
before "Its" start.

The essence of the 'Gold Rings' truth,

erupt with medal,

elemental Sees,

all for nothing?

Dungeon Wares

The Nail of the Piercing,

in steel sum,

total straight, a digital 'Take'
a sentence made with thoughts that do,
in silence now without You.

Computers dues

Ancient acupuncture,

a tenure of lairs,

 type a venue,

production like in lieu.

Feel the pulsing life,

a tone to beat so low,

for sight of scenes,
the view!

Rhythm with the Men of Rite,

old in art,

versed in 'Might'

a wish for the load,

lifted-off, to go.

Sort thoughts to only Talk,
makes speech unnecessary,
when Words have been,
drowned from Then.

The ebb and flow,

synapse lap,

sparking Mind,

to provide the affect,
 of only that.

Not all known,

is shared or formed,

Verse does move,

the streaming of,
an automatic write,
words are tight,
exposing Fight!!

Hiding

Whips and Chains,

B.D.S.M. has Been,

a use for Well-off Men.

Too discover, so to enter,

the Minds that roam,

in dreams of wake,
expressed in plain without refrain.

The dance of the dark,

the drink of haste,

creates the place,

Men do wait!!

Patience strives,

due or try,

a century view,

just a blink, soaring link,

future doom.

Nothing stops a mind at wrought,

Thinking starts,

Reality confirms,

Time is ticking Talking 'Lot.'

Spilling over Nations fraught,

religious wars are 'All'...

but sought.

The Land you fight,

original mint.

Pour the Millions,

food for thought,

or is it the blood and honey,

bitter sweet flesh you eat?

Communion

Men will See,

it is the deed,

that gives me the Heebie-jeebies.

Soylent Green a Movie seen,
never forgotten,
the wafer is rotten.

Reporting Storyboard,

so deplored,

News distracts to keep off track,

deception seems to have a back.

The Mute will speak,

'Twisted-tongues' develope font,
with a pretense you won't want.

No-longer will dreams explain,
with discretion,

Computers Game,

exploiting you with pictured views,
and the words you're thinking too.

Minority Report
a Film or prelude?

Algorithms code to Sum,

add the numbers,

to paint the drum.

Fodder found,
no fight or sound,
to stop the research,
that is bound.

Understand or to Find,

segregation has a Mind,

generated from....the computer,

Generations will also Fund.

The guise of wealth of hidden tells,

built to read, form pictures from,
your Mind asleep in present thought,
no belief 'till Deed's complete.

A Computer "Reading,"
via Seeing,
numerical values interpreted thinking,
"Numbers" don't Lie,
you do.

The Writing Fight

Fraught with 'Thought'

I gallop my Mind, 

nothing taught,

only gained.

Find relief in 'Reason' sought,

I look to See,

and see what's Knot!!

Truth be known,

rare so 'Trot'

the 'Course' of which,

complicates, Fought!!

Upon the jump,

of built complete,

it is the task,

not the feat.

To tire therewith,

a common blip,

the effect,

increases Whip,

a sort of term,

Natural Grip!!

Second Nature,

a practiced seat,

creates such Balance,

a "Weight-to-Counter,"

impulsion measures,

an Ink-filled Feather.

To dip the tip,

the Bluing sip,

a drink too thirst,

well-equipped.

The parchment paper,

a book compose,

makes 'Writing' riding,

a horse in prose.

Collected 'Frame'

can be in vain,

practiced hand provides too land,

a 'Score' of Man,

in grains of sand.

The arena,

a trail the rail,

provides the Mount,

expression written,

to meld a Mind,

or to Purport and Too Geste.

So to state,

cross-country named,

the stride increased,

the jump is famed,

the purpose show,

watch them know.

Each Event,

charged or deed,

seems in Life,

nothings Free.

The Line you chose,

a Horse take stock,

in the team-work,

no longer wrought.

Now the bar is set with pole,

the 'Brush-box' is,

penciled null.

Roads and Tracks,

groomed for footing,

rocks come-up,

hurts the foot.

A heal bruised,

shoes bring ease,

much like stone,

the steppings done.

The gift of prose is streaming,

"Wrotes of Conscience Notes."

The Verse is the Walk,

connecting talk,

production a Scene,
collected Ream.

Singing verbs as nouns announce,

 plain in-sight:

Prepositions Rite,

the sentence tight.

To give not take,

a good hand made,

Sense-of-Borne,

seems to form,

a Score-of-Notes with scribbled Looks.

A Wave of Sees,
simplicity reads,
the voice that sings,
a Type-of-Being!.

Don't Shut Yourself Out

The Power of Thought,

a Mind is Wrought!!

The engagement of such,

a known exist,

a talent, a gift,

that All do possess,

no test.

Without it,

sheep less cows,

a movement to provide,

an imaginable outcome,

slaughtered Thinking.

The best of the best,

a library unseen,

select unto ourselves,

Unique!!

The strength in thought,

produces reason.

The accountability of action,

is primary learning,

the result is growth,

without it...

Disaster!!