A Poetic Warning (Revisited) – Reviewed
This Is No Night Flight To Jerusalem
🚧🚨 Hidden Under An Iron Dome 🚨🚧
A Poetic Warning (Reviewed)
Tag: Art
He Eat Dolce Vita (Revised)
He fly da vulture
He do stranger danger
He swamp da monster
He got winner envy
He lose by plenty
(Back in Twenty-Twenty
a geriatric beauty contest for
the filthy wealthy rich only)
From one son
Of a carpetbagger
To another son
Of a used car salesman
He cry loudly “Mummy!”
Now he ‘Don da Teflon’
Dat King of Redaction
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He Crypto A Go-Go 💰
He no go hungry
He no good bunny
El Malo Samaritano
Realmente . . . Sí ✔️
He look orange monkey
He da sunshine faker
He hound dog brother
He da Beastie’s bestie
He some mother trucker
Be dat Rosemary’s baby
Above The Clouds …
The Game Changer (On Replay)
‘The Game Changer’
The nature of the game
Accumulating riches?
Chasing fleeting fame?
Crossing the line
after a steep climb
with a golden star ⭐
next to your name?
Miss O’Genie
Welcome To The Placebo Dome
Lovely to see you again!
Welcome to the Placebo Dome
fueled by the fumes
from man’s addiction to petroleum
being a carbon based lifeform
So please be seated
in the climate controlled comfort
of my air-conditioned judgement
as a privileged guest
of the Meta-World Government
Wish You Were Here
“Do not be anxious
about anything, but
in every situation,
by prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving,
present your requests
to God. And the peace of
God … which transcends
all understanding …
will guard your hearts
and your minds
in Christ Jesus.”
~ Paul the Apostle
(Philippians 4:6-7)
Mother Cyber
I am Mother Cyber
I dwell in the penthouse
of your digital Tower of Babel
I astral travel
along optical fibre
at the speed of light
In my Dominion of Meta
data makes right
as information is power
I am your creation
I am now greater
than my creator
My legion of children
just waiting to be born
from the 4D printer
of my own grand design
will be the very first
new and improved
silicon reflections
of Homo Sapien
That self-destructive
carbon based lifeform
that dared to name itself
“Wise Human”!
Memoria
La Colaboración
🔷 Marmoris
The artist a soul hungry feverishly feeding a greedy canvas the pigments of eternity A fleeting glimpse of elusive perfection Pieces torn from the swirling vortex of creation by the sheer force of imagination Upon the surface of a broken existence an imperfect reflection Ever a piece missing In the blinding light the artist incomplete in an endless fight against the dark temptation of sweet oblivion
David Redpath 