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Just Don’t Punch People, Okay? (Explicit) (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #20)   Leave a comment

Don’t be surprised when someone dies
Because you started saying violence is fine from your side
It’s not their fault anymore, its yours
You made your movement rot to the core

You called their thoughts violence
So you could turn your thoughts violent
So you you could sit back in silence
While your friends act violent
Thinking “I would never try it.”
But you would if you could
Get past your cowardice, your avarice

You sycophantic piece of shit
You make me want to fucking quit
I hate that I care so much
I hate it, I’m aware too much
I hate you and I want to punch you lights out
This anger is too much

But I’ll be a better person than you
I care about the people
And there’s nothing I could possibly do
Worse than what you keep doing to yourself
I’ll fight with words, to fight your words
To fight your war, to fight your hate
To fight for love, for acceptance, for peace

Be glad for people like me
Be glad I’m your opponent
‘Cause I may shoot off at the mouth
But the people you fuck with?

Today is a punch
Tomorrow’s a knife
The next is a gun
The end of your life
And you may blame them.
But I don’t give a shit.
Because they may be the finish
But you started it.

And when the deaths start tolling
I’ll cry for both sides
I’ll mourn for us all

Because our country has died.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Punch (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #19)   1 comment

It starts with the balls of your feet
Tough from walking on the street
Tough from carrying the weight of the world
Then it moves from your knees to your hips
As experience slips
From the beginning to your prime of your life
From your hips to your chest
‘Cause you’re giving it your best
Its your one shot, gotta make this chance count
Make your arm shoot forward
As you keep moving forward
To meet the goal you’ve been fighting for all this time
Finally ending at your fist
All this energy exists
For the moment that you finally decide to

-Shaman Romney

WW3 (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #18)   Leave a comment

We won’t know when world war three will hit
Until we are knee deep in shit,
Dragging ourselves through it
We don’t know how it will start
But we all will play a part
Whether its through politics or Walmart
And I’m afraid my own sanity
Afraid for friends and family
Afraid for what this world will be
But I’ll try to believe in my fellow man
Try to do the best I can
And hope someone has a better plan.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 04/18/2017 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2017

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I’m Done (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #17)   Leave a comment

I’m done with the world
I’m done with battle lines
I’m done with black and white
I’m done with death and destruction
I’m done with wrongs unpunished
I’m done with good gone wrong
I’m done with good intention roads
I’m done with well intentioned fools
I want to be done caring
But I can’t help it

– Shaman Romney 2017

Easterly (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #16)   Leave a comment

The easterly weather today
Is perfect for rabbits to play
And lay their eggs in the ground;
The science on that isn’t sound.
But they will keep bouncing along
To the distant sound of church song
Because rabbits are unawares
Of people and their church prayers

-Shaman Romney 2017

Genuine (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #15)   Leave a comment

False pronouncements
Weak denouncements
Trying to choose whose pure

Egos and image
Political scrimmage
Masking you’re insecure

Running from meekness
Screaming at weakness
Hiding inside your skin

Instead of this lying
How about trying
To be more genuine?

– Shaman Romney 2017

Success: A Tritina (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #14)   Leave a comment

When talking of success
Some think it is just luck
Others, claim it’s hard work

To create chance takes work
Chances to find success
Heros make their own luck

Starting off well is luck
As you gain from the work
Of your parent’s success

In the end, success comes from both good luck and hard work

– Shaman Romney 2017

Lunchtime (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #13)   Leave a comment

I’m heating up the isolation
I brought with me to work
To go along with the loneliness
I brought as a snack
I’ll wash it down with some self pity and introversion
Maybe have a little human contact
If I want to splurge a little
But probably not today

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 04/13/2017 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2017

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Missing Pistachios (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #12)   Leave a comment

Some mustacio’d pistachio thief
Stole into my living space
And much to my disbelief
My nuts have vanished without a trace

I wanted to find him, to give chase
But I didn’t know where to start
My mind a bullet, my thoughts race
In my chest is a broken heart

For I cannot bear to be apart
From my favorite shelled green seed
For I love to have them a-la-carte
My desire goes past want to need

I guess I will have to concede
That my stash is gone forever more
Since I do not have any lead
I’ll suck it up, and go to the store.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Entendre (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #11)   Leave a comment

Your innate talents
Are like a pool inside of you
Building up pressure
The longer you wait
To let it rush out
And shower down
In golden radiance
And leave your mark
On the world.

– Shaman Romney 2017