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Comment: This is one of my more 'rambling' works, and that's by design, what I wanted to accomplish with this was to be both random and direct. It's about empathy, and it's about humor's relevance to society. I suffer from depression, and I have a lot of fears and a lot of guilt, I latch onto humor when I am uncomfortable or because I don't want to feel something. I think that's what comedy really is, to make the bad feelings go 'bye bye' for a couple minutes and to make light of things that should be considered serious. I also just wanted to tell some jokes and do some wordplay.
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A leafy stock told a joke,
it was corny,
so, I didn't laugh.
I went against the grain.
A science test,
teacher's there,
flirts with me.
Collects my paper,
she wants the D.
Diamond hearts
always lose their shine.
Baby blues turn black as sky.
Angel's wings, so we can fly.
Even God has self-doubt.
It's hard to say I don't look back
at who I was, and who I am.
I have fears,
facing off in wars I could never win.
Anyway, ...
A doctor performs an amputation,
is arrested for armed robbery.
Holy Cow!
Milk jokes for all their worth.
Plenty more where that came from,
only two percent of milk jokes are done,
and if mammary serves me right,
the breast's yet to come.
Hide from the conflict
of all that's life,
like a lazy janitor,
sweep it under the rug.
Richest factory makes cookies,
because they make tons of dough.
Murderous trees hide bodies in the trunk.
No telling where their anger stems from.
Always barking at me.
Just leaf me alone!
Wood you please?
Duracell Bunny arrested,
charged with battery!
Silly rabbit,
hoodwinking children
with tricks
for Trix.
They're for fucking kids!
Like a suicide victim,
I am losing my head,
that's offensive,
I know,
but dammit,
it's funny,
and gives me something
that's therapeutic.
It quiets the voices,
the loud shouting matches.
Heavy roars the flame.
I am losing my mind and I am going insane,
facing the issues of life day-to-day.
I am not strong enough,
just not strong enough!
Children are starving,
there's hate and there's rape.
People dying for nothing.
People fighting for nothing.
Can't open their eyes to all of their hate.
And I don't think there is
even a God,
but I have no proof.
And I can't waste my life,
while they profit off of their prophet.
I sit and I watch,
feet kicked at the pews,
with three of them there,
it's like I'm shooting a gun.
I am talking in-circles,
my head is just spinning.
Poetry for the sake of,
and if it becomes prose from my rambles,
I won't be in shambles.
Because gibberish flows off the tongue,
and it's twisted and tied, then, it's done.
Kick off from the hinges,
and down with the door,
tumbles and swishes,
then falls to the floor.
There's racism, sexism,
and all in-between.
There's prejudice here and there's prejudice there.
Just open your eyes,
because hate's all, everywhere!
And I cannot fix it,
my guilt cannot fix it.
Nothing can fix it.
So I'll just tell jokes.
---
A leafy stock told a joke,
it was corny,
so, I didn't laugh.
I went against the grain.
A science test,
teacher's there,
flirts with me.
Collects my paper,
she wants the D.
Diamond hearts
always lose their shine.
Baby blues turn black as sky.
Angel's wings, so we can fly.
Even God has self-doubt.
It's hard to say I don't look back
at who I was, and who I am.
I have fears,
facing off in wars I could never win.
Anyway, ...
A doctor performs an amputation,
is arrested for armed robbery.
Holy Cow!
Milk jokes for all their worth.
Plenty more where that came from,
only two percent of milk jokes are done,
and if mammary serves me right,
the breast's yet to come.
Hide from the conflict
of all that's life,
like a lazy janitor,
sweep it under the rug.
Richest factory makes cookies,
because they make tons of dough.
Murderous trees hide bodies in the trunk.
No telling where their anger stems from.
Always barking at me.
Just leaf me alone!
Wood you please?
Duracell Bunny arrested,
charged with battery!
Silly rabbit,
hoodwinking children
with tricks
for Trix.
They're for fucking kids!
Like a suicide victim,
I am losing my head,
that's offensive,
I know,
but dammit,
it's funny,
and gives me something
that's therapeutic.
It quiets the voices,
the loud shouting matches.
Heavy roars the flame.
I am losing my mind and I am going insane,
facing the issues of life day-to-day.
I am not strong enough,
just not strong enough!
Children are starving,
there's hate and there's rape.
People dying for nothing.
People fighting for nothing.
Can't open their eyes to all of their hate.
And I don't think there is
even a God,
but I have no proof.
And I can't waste my life,
while they profit off of their prophet.
I sit and I watch,
feet kicked at the pews,
with three of them there,
it's like I'm shooting a gun.
I am talking in-circles,
my head is just spinning.
Poetry for the sake of,
and if it becomes prose from my rambles,
I won't be in shambles.
Because gibberish flows off the tongue,
and it's twisted and tied, then, it's done.
Kick off from the hinges,
and down with the door,
tumbles and swishes,
then falls to the floor.
There's racism, sexism,
and all in-between.
There's prejudice here and there's prejudice there.
Just open your eyes,
because hate's all, everywhere!
And I cannot fix it,
my guilt cannot fix it.
Nothing can fix it.
So I'll just tell jokes.