I’ve Disavowed Humanity….a poem

So tired,
So tired of this world,
   This life,
But I’m told to be grateful
     for my life….

   of discrimination and
   poverty,
   of Christians putting crosses
      in my mouth,
      that I promptly spit out
        to the ground.

Some Christians burn crosses,
  Killing, lynching black people, gunning them down at church.

It makes me feel sorry for the human race,
But glad I’m no longer….human.

Disavowed….

Essential Worker, a poem.

We…..

….get up before dawn,

eat, shower and take mass transit

to work, if we are lucky….

We….

cannot work in the safety of our homes,

Working for the minimum wage.

No hazard pay or wealth incentives or

federal/state support,

always exposed to Covid_19.

We could die leaving our families and estates

poorer for patriotism?

We work because we are poor, entrapped.

They pat us on the back,

and two weeks later we die,

then our wives and husbands in another two weeks….

….to support a society that miss treat us.

That is the good old United States of America.

Where we are not free….

Bless the children, but….

I hope they don’t turn out to be like their parents, and true most will live their own lives.

And some not, carrying their parents legacy, instead of building their own.

What you say Mr. Hardy, that they NOT be like their parents?

Children are not only a legacy they can call their own, they will have come up with answers we have failed to give them.

Like equality for all.

I’m running out of men…a poem

I was a lady of.the evening in the 1880s in some past life plying my wears in rat infested alleys.

This life I walked Woodward and Mack Aves giving away sex.

(Ah, I was always a free whore)

I was 17.

I’m now 55,

All the men look the same to me.

They lack that sexual energy, that hunger, that craving, lust and love.

Its ‘just a sex thing’, ‘it’s just a love thing’, with no variety in between.

And no one sticks around to fuck, or chat, having things like jobs and families to get to.

Half of the men are DL, out messing around with me stepping out on their spouses.

I shouldn’t care but they all look and taste like vanilla, lacking spirit and freedom.

So, should I put on some sleazy clothes and hoe an Avenue?

Guess I could, but I want more than that, true sexual friends with freedom and individuality.

Or I could become celibate….🤔

….the women are conformists….

I blame it all on Jesus,

Not letting women be free in and of themselves.

They always have to get married and have babies, sometimes to some guy they don’t even like.

But as soon as they see me, they run away.

Sometimes, a lady will hit me with a frying pan and make me her man, ….and I don’t know why.

J love women, but I prefer them free willed.

The world has become less sexy, with everyone busy doing nothing.

And they likely will not go with me to an orgy.

What a sexless world….

08.25.2020

I recently posted a poem, that I still stand by, but felted differently about in its message.  I wrote it after the death of George Floyd.

I will put it in comments where no one goes anyway.

When he died I was in the middle of slowly killing myself, but I so hated the world, ( but then in my arrogance, I realized that the world may be ill suited to me….) and then when I saw his video, a few things broke in me, but I won’t get into that here.

About humanity, the things we do to each other can not continue because there are always far reaching ramifications.

I don’t know, in a sense I did die in May.  I have been a civil man all my life, but mirrored there in the murder of Mr. Floyd was me.

It was like a punchline to a cosmic joke.

I feel now that I must fight with my words, because they truly are me.

I Saw a call to….

I was gently,

Quietly, killin’ myself

  with drugs and
  Sex,
   walking away from
  a stupidly boring world

….Until a cop kneeled on

  the neck of a blackman,
  on video,
  with witnesses

   and then the cop goes free?

The man was black,
  the cop, white.

But is it murder?
   Yes, but it is humanity
    that killed
  George Floyd.

An eye for an eye,
    A tooth for a tooth.

If there is no justice, what is the worth of humanity?

It is likely humanity will finally understand it’s Fermi Paradox.

08.16.2020

I wonder why we exist.

I have a few ideas as to why we exist as in reality, like maybe we are in a computer stimulation, or the that humanity is, (was) part of a forgotten stellar civilization, or for some reason is truly alone in the universe.

As an individual, and believer in free will, I do my best to practice a reality that best suits my existence and practicality.

Things I Know

I know there is a spirituality, even if the atheist are right(?).

Dreams are more than an assortment of events from our every day.

To me, they are….everything….