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    Pound Of Flesh

    Numb from endless propaganda  Trying to tell people what to think Subliminal messages everywhere  Telling us to fight, fuck, or murder   Information the new gold standard  It’s lifeblood to a corporate vampire  Controlling this narrative worldwide  While collecting their pound of flesh     Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024

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    • A powerful and thought provoking piece, dear Damian! Puppets on the string which move to every command of the puppeteer are easily to control…
      To follow the drum of your heartbeat was a good idea! Your free rhyming flows easily and naturally!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You hit the nail on the head. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Excellent, see .. this is what happens when free verse becomes you .. its all prose from here and no cons .. write on .. Neville

    • I HATE corporations and Politicians. Your poem strikes a nerve which I can easily understand and agree with.

    • This is really good cuz. I don’t like politics, but you write this so well.

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Back at ya.. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Fantastic work, my friend.

    • Two verses yet they tell the whole truth…. I don’t know how the human mind and spirit will survive and deal with all these negative rushes all around and everywhere… The problem that even when You are conscious and doing what You should do, the environment around You is saying another thing, and we both know how the surrounding affects us and now we need extra extra work! Yes I do appreciate old times. Great write my friend.

    • You know, the number of poetic rants I’ve written this year alone actually depresses me. It never seems to end. Spilling their lies and spewing their hate on the daily. Everyone I know is numb and fighting fatigue from it all. I’ll keep spilling truth if you do, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I know your pain, I have that same pain. That I wrote this in the summer of 2024 and it still works today is depressing indeed. Count me in, always willing to spill the truth my friend. Kindred Spirts! Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Word Up

    WORD UP   So I say, word. Word up, it’s my turn to converse, to turn you from my heart. Baby, can you dig? I need your words, your smile, your visions of what is art.   Word.  What else can I say? Words lay at your feet, they rise and...

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    • This is outstanding, Curt. It sounds to me like something Kerouac might have written. It needs voice, I think — but then, I think that of damn near everything — except a whole bunch of things I’ve heard on the radio and TV that should never have been heard by anyone. I do have my limits. There’s only one good thing about those things: I can turn them off. Now this, this is good very beautiful. It sings without the music. I could feel the need, the longing and the heartbreak. Excellent work, my friend.

    • This is some serious juice of a lexiphile! Gonna be sighing on this one for days…

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    LOVE

    Love   Love is a feeling,lately it’s been reeling,making no soundas it get poundinto the ground byfascism’s cold heart.For too long our songhas been unable to start,our tonguesequestered, cut outby traditions and chainsthat hold us tight.Isn’t it time to fight?A time...

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    • “vivid as wildflowers” I might steal this line sometime! This beats for me as a song, it has the rhyme and the musical tune, and I can’t help but to remember “wind of change” yes the 80th song, because all I can think of is this poem being a revolutionary song and since the title is “Love” it even holds more power, great poem my friend, it radiates with enthusiastic energy.

      • steal away, my friend, steal away. we are, you know, wildflowers. we bloom in so many different varieties, so many different colors. thanks, Light, for your presence.

    • Well, I am glad I found you here, my friend. You are so welcome here and your voice is needed to give this piece the additional life it can have. Your words are very powerful, and I feel the song in it before you have given it that extra bit of life. So well written. I had no idea you were a revolutionary. Curt. Outstanding work! I look forward to hearing it. Please alert me when it is done.

      • Thanks FlatDaddy, I appreciate your words here. I am still working on the audio, so I will let you know when it is added. Sorry about the closing of the Spoken Word space here at SR it would have been fun. Thanks too, for the encouragement.

    • Your poem is amazing, absolutely amazing, dear Curt! To me love isn’t a feeling, it’s a state of being. When you become love, you will be the wildflower, the deep blue ocean and the bird song, the world needs to feel, hear and see to develop. By being the personification of love you help the whole world to become a better place!
      The rhythm and flow of your poem is superb, it calls out for becoming a song.

      • Hi Sappho, we humans NEED art, and I think as poets it is our responsibility to be part of making the world a better place, to be the wildflowers who associate and pollinate a world with life and color. Thanks for your visit Sappho.

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