Satirically Sarcastic Rhyming Bells

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  No Houses

Allow me to introduce you to the two unnamed characters to be found within this shocking, near obscene without intention to do so, informative wake up call to all humanity, especially those Sheeple-People cattle-like citizens of these United States Of America: Brutal, and Frank. Though I make no mention of their names, these two characters permeate every line of this thought provoking provocative piece of tell it like is without any sugar coating poetry ... Be warned: Within you shall witness scenes of imagery most graphic in detail. Please do read at your risk!

 

 

A Paragraph's Pitiful Existence:

A Punctuation-less Run-On Sentence

Disguised As An Ugly Free Verse Poem

Ascertained As Ever So Aptly Titled:

Satirically Sarcastic Rhyming Bells

Of Logic & Maniacal Alliteration

 

Please Note: The above photo depicts the peoples of America & the world whom I choose to term as Sheeple-Peoples1 — fed & bred for milking, shearing, watering & slaughtering — living apathetically complacent lives beneath a deception's cloak of freedom, while their ears hear only the agenda broadcast to them by the Media & Powers that be, & their eyes remain fixated only upon that which they are intended to see, as the jingling bells of ever increasing surveillance (cell phone cameras & videos, coupled with the alluringly spider-like entanglements of the Internet's World Wide Web linked to artificial intelligence eavesdroppers such as Google's Voice Search, Amazon's Alexa, or Apple's Siri) monitor their every move …

 

Hear 'O eyes and ears that comprehend!

Let cognizance reign as one true friend!

Allow your watered down mind to mend!

 

Set the stage in rage upon page,

let there be no doubt as to who

dost pout and who hast clout!

 

Wash your mind in a glue goo

the sticky icky of fools in pain

solvent dost empty your brain

for kings who shalt never refrain!

 

Gather up wits as precious thoughts!

Hast thou a thought truly thine own!

Sink your teeth into my rant of a tome!

 

Listen and listen well!

 

Daily, we are mind fucked!

 

Without provision of contraceptive's

cushion of a mental rubber ...

____________

 

Free is singularity of mind

that dost not take the time

to contemplate nor meditate

(as a foolishly naive knave)

that it has been taken hostage

and rendered a captive and

a slave by wantonly watery

waves of an overtly covert

agenda's cleverly cloaked

assault upon vulnerably

unsuspecting minds

 

to be ravaged, reaped and raped

of virginity's functionality —

stripped of origin of original

originality via a KY Jelly's

slippery-subtle stroking

(for future plan's poking)

in pragmatically placid

lubrication's preparation

for spreading well caressed,

dripping wet and swollen

legume-like-leg-hemispheres'

 

so unconsciously molested

in order to seduce and, thus, stimulate

vulva-clitoris-like-frontal lobes

in perfectly timed application

of a determinedly hard prick's

well prodded neuro-penetration:

DIS-information2-insemination

date-raped-by-deception-drugged

minds that have been well forked

(porked to the vulva hilt & tined3)

 

to lackadaisically lie aimlessly wasted

in a cranium's darkened space

between two ears that feign to hear

without hearing anything, whatsoever, at all

in the dimly lit shadows of eyes that see,

but are ever so keenly unaware

of their ill fated existence

as peerless portals of blindness

in leading the breeding of zombie-like

intelligently-stupid-walking-dead-cadavers

 

who shall never tread upon horizon's

thresholds of independent thinking

outside the mental prison's

cell-block's-box

of a delusion's confusion

of the cleverest of illusions

ever to be craftily conceived

by the mystically maniacal managerial

minds of candidly-cunning

cleverest conniving men

 

embraced as leaders4 who reign

in opportunistic existence

as leeching bleeders

that feign themselves friends

to the very masses upon which

are made mentally conditioned passes

in peddling the mind melding meddling wares

that render them totally unawares

(in simplistic idioms of idiot's ignorance)

that they have been bought and sold

a most blatantly bold bill of good's thrills

 

instilled by virtual reality's Robbing Hoods

who steal from the mentally poor

made into mental whores wanting more

of that enchantingly elusive lore

of which dreams galore are made

in the shady shade

of titillatingly tantalizing trees

full of beautiful buzzing lying bees

whose funny-money-honey does please

and appease

in promiscuously placating platitudes

 

of primrose paths of plenteous prosperity

that can be possessed in outright

onerously ontological obsession

of placing gritty grimy grasping hands

upon the vicariously vaporous vestiges

of a coldly callous concept that adeptly addicts

those whom (in forking) it sticks as it injects

an intracranial

hypnotic hallucinogen

of befuddling belief

 

in a terminology

whose magical morphological etymology

is whimsically mythological at best

and easily laid to rest as wishful thinking

that seeks to give substantially

succulent substance

to the wildly wily woolly schemes

of slyly slithering slippery dreams

that have no place in the fundamentally

frigidly fraught fatality

 

of life's languishing lamentations

of the literal

grisly guttural gullibility

permeating our repetitively

redundant repugnant reality

all dressed up

in the dainty dirty drawers of

noblest gestures

and proclamation's summations

called Society but seldom Liberty:

 

Freedom, a most noble concept

(existing only within the confines

of the human mind

in stirring men's imaginations

to aspirations of attainment

often deemed as worth dying for),

has only a fleeting relevance

within the practical structuring of

civilizations, societies, and

right of military might's

aspiring nations who do prey upon weaker

 

for Freedom is like the wind

which can be felt but never seen

and can never be possessed or contained

(lest it die in ceasing to exist

as wind & virtual living air)

as even the wind

is not free of the control

of those very forces of Nature which steer it

as a subservient captive

to manifest itself

as nonexistent-and-dead calm

 

or

gently breezy, gusty

and, at times,

a life consuming destructive force

that cannot be reckoned with

by mere mortal men,

thus, rendering Freedom

that fondest fought for fodder

of fastidiously fraught finicky fools

who believe we are actually free

 

and can possess Freedom,

while rendering Freedom

an almost direly necessary

delusion of heart and mind

that we maintain the illusion,

lest we, too, cease to exist

— and, so, we cling to

the fantasy of Freedom

while those opportunistically

deceptive leaders

 

continue to capitalize upon

our necessitated weakness

as they lead us

to mickey-poisoned-waters

with the perpetual

sugar-before-a-horse-hope

of attaining and preserving

that flickering flame of light

(within the hearts of men)

called Freedom

 

EVIDENTIAL FOOTNOTES:

1 Sheeple-People — A word and term I find myself favoring in my attempt to communicate the all too factual reality that people tend to allow themselves —even seem to want — to be led, watered, and fed, much like sheep, trusting others with decisions and truths regarding their lives, their futures, their welfare, and their safety, rather then shouldering up such responsibilities themselves as individuals, in finding and enjoying the comfort of numbers. The word sheeple was first coined by actress and Wall Street Journal writer, Barbara Anderson, in 1984.

2 DIS-Information — Information that seems truthful, relevant and based on unbiased facts, but has been concocted to mislead the recipient in order to attain fraudulent monetary, military, political, or religious objectives. The information explosion has been continuously shadowed by an almost equally powerful disinformation explosion, especially on the internet. Read more: http://www.businessdictionary.com/definition/disinformation.html#ixzz3xWegIh9C

3 Tine—A prong or sharp point, such as that on a fork or antler. https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/tine

4 Leaders — I allude to those in lofty positions of leadership, who quite often rule—covertly and sight unseen—within academic, scientific, financial, religious, political, and military fields of acquired (or inherited) expertise in the art of subtlety.

 

(Written January 12th, 2017)

Written By Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn

Copyright © 2017 Marvin Thomas Cox

DBA: Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn

All Rights Reserved


Submitted: October 27, 2020

© Copyright 2020 Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn. All rights reserved.

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AldraModin101

Wow. Amazing.

Tue, October 27th, 2020 3:20pm

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It ain't pretty ... But then the intent is not to be pretty, but shocking in an attempt to awaken those who are living their lives with eyes wide shut ...

Thank you for reading ...

M

Tue, October 27th, 2020 8:28am

Steven P. Pody

Tripping merrily through a cascade of stream-of-consciousness, amongst a mine-field of alliterative word association, your poem attempts to define a world as it should be perceived, with veil removed and the puppet-masters exposed. Cathartic in expression, masochistic in confession or true reality simply served? Further, the bold words don't so much highlight thought as make the whole poem almost organic and three-dimensional. In sum, an interesting delight to experience on many levels! Thanks for the Booksie contribution!

Tue, October 27th, 2020 7:44pm

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Not sure that this piece actually rates such a grand comment, but thank you all the same for reading and for the very kind words ...

M

Tue, October 27th, 2020 1:00pm