Deadbeat dads beware

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You show up sayin’ that you deserve respect
just because you expect it while thumping your chest,
trying to flex, and all you ever get is just pity — or less.

Mouth running faster than
them Adidas oughta be.
Verbal checks that get cashed
into money bags filled via col-ostomy.

Years of talkin’ shit and not once have you showed up
Now you’re talking shit and got your kids saying “Grow up”.
This hobby of yours, this spreading your spores,
just means you’re a sperm donor — not that they’re yours.

Of course, now all a sudden you say that…

GiaB prompt #25 — games

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Everybody plays games
even when they say they don’t.
Head games, get-you-in-bed games,
And they’re gonna play with you
Even when you say you won’t.

Babe — did you see what I got for you?
You don’t like it? Well, trash it!
There! See what you made me do???

What you mean,
I’ve got a passive-aggressive attitude?
We ain't talking about me,
we’re talking about you.

Just leave me alone
get over it.
I’m through.

I’m tired of you always
telling me what to do.

Like you know any better.
Like you’ve got a clue.

I mean, come on…don’t cry.
You know I love you, boo…
You don’t think I could leave
after all we’ve been through?

That’s right. Come here.
Give me some love.
Give me a hug.
I know it’s not easy
lovin’ someone so much.

Biggest lie since Charlie Ponzi

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Democracy, land of the free
Biggest lie seen since Charlie Ponzi
Told everyone in the world
“You can all be as rich as me!”
Make me rich, for real?
Take my money!
It’s worth every cent to be an elite.

Here’s a little part that you might not have heard
The Man gets ninety-nine point nine
of every dollar you earn.
Even the little bit they let you spend
isn’t really deserved.
If your hard work puts the boss
ahead of the curve,
the only thing assured
is that more hard work is for sure.

So Democracy, as an ideal

A rap, perhaps

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100 bars —
Lord it seems so far
till you spit a time or two
and it’s part of who you are.

Once you’ve reached deep inside
and torn it all apart
and made it something whole again
all to please ungrateful mobs.

You think you want rhymes
But what you don’t know
is that most of the time
you just want an ill flow.

You’re in too deep
Look around a whole lot now
After jobbin’ asleep (15)
A real-life Bo Peep!
Here comes the Big Bad Wolf —

May you rest in peace.

It took twenty years…

Hiding from truth in a lifelong game of hide and don’t seek

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Behind a painted mask
Nice clothes
and shoes that weren’t cheap,
all day listening
while absentmindedly wiggling toes
of pretty little feet.
Feeling much less
than the mirror let us see,
hiding from Truth
in a lifelong game
of Hide but don’t Seek.

Right now, I need you to listen to me:
without you, I’d find myself anything
but complete.
Inverse is how you’ve always seen
the way that this thing is supposed to be.

A light in a house,
a beacon in fog,
a mark of safe travel—
I’ve been lost for so long. …

Meanwhile, the Earth continues to burn

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A goddess on fire;
Her breath is ignited.
An imbalance inside,
Her defenses; excited.
Humanity’s last call,
afterparty denied us.

Clouds of flame
and soot for a sky,
but take your time
while you try to decide.
(She tends to win)
in case you’re divided.
If you say you’re not worried
or much less, frightened,
you don’t understand
and are too stupid to hide it.

Withered leaves in June
life exhausted and consumed
by unordinary heat
inflicting ordinary wounds
on a planet afflicted. …

I say live for tomorrow if not for today

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I like to sit alone in the dark
Nothing going on but me and my thoughts
It usually starts to happen when it all falls apart
Mind racing, I reflect on “How did it start?”
No one knows how it got here I just want it to stop
So it just goes faster
And faster
and not
so much as a hint of getting better at all.

I look to the gun cause it makes it look easy
but in truth there’s only one target
and that’s the cruel Master who
sees me
and reads me
and still pathetically needs me.
And the Master will…

It’s been ten years now, a decade of bliss

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Yeah, I saw you out at the party.
It was your girl that couldn’t
stay off my body.

What’s that say about you
when the old guy’s exciting?
She’s welcome to try it
but you ain’t invited.
Her need to come ain’t private
when she can’t even hide it.

This extra-large pill is something,
I know.
But just swallow.
Don’t fight it — go slow…

Before you blame me
have a look in the mirror.
It ain’t made of magic
but of something familiar.
This one shows Truth
on top of appearance.

Do you really think you’ve been a good…

A look at PTSD through a war veteran’s eyes

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PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) affects nearly everyone in the world, at some point in their life. Either you will be a victim of it, or someone you know will — statistically speaking. I’ve struggled with the idea of PTSD for a long time now, which translates into spending a great deal of time reflecting on trauma and its effects.

Please understand the distinction here. I don’t mean reflecting on the trauma. I mean reflecting on trauma in general. The idea of its impact on us.

For example, the things that kids growing up in 1980s NYC saw (and did) on…

Daniel R. Fincher

Real eyes realize real lies…

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