A Melody Called Peace. Scott Johnson

A Melody Called Peace - Scott  Johnson


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lynching.

      The traitor has blood on his hands while claiming the protesters are lawless criminals

      creeping into the minds of his base with a perversity of shenanigans quite subliminal.

      The rising count of cases can’t be prevented by circumventing rationale and science

      gripping the gullible free-loving citizens by the throat

      who dare to express their defiance.

      Extricating unity subjecting us all with anxiety by not providing a viable solution

      hindering the frontline employees with no contact tracing heeding his Slavic collusion.

      Dismissing the necessity to protect our population with a darker message of heritage

      speaking white supremist bombast ruthlessly

      plundering livelihood amongst the carnage.

      As the many diseased are released from his imperium

      the red Senators view their watch

      uneased by the coming elections no empathy is expressed

      as their efforts were botched.

      Abandoned in the inner cities, forsaken and forlorn.

      are the impoverished and the destitute

      infected by a viral onslaught in need of assistance

      nevertheless lost so helplessly irresolute.

      The administration is delinquent bumbling conceitedly

      through personal malicious mishaps

      resulting in a horrendous mortality while his scarlet gents

      shy away with their handicaps.

      The SCOTUS damns this process as maleficence

      producing a decree of the second degree

      waiting for the cessation of his rule preparing hand-cuffs

      as a guillotine will end his hypocrisy.

      Consumed from himself he let humans gratuitously perish, so crude and laisezz-faire

      declaring his noninvolvement as chic

      though he replaced laeadership with his doctrinaire.

      11

       Demure David And His Escapades

      Curiously viewing over the crowd his eyes wandered to a flaming redhead.

      He grappled for words as his speech left him and his heart was throbbing.

      Notwithstanding he couldn’t pull the trigger to approach her instead

      he embarrassingly dropped his glasses and the dame crushed them robbing

      him from his sight as he stumbled into her looking as if it wasn’t intentional.

      She was annoyed with his clumsiness and departed in total frustration

      whispering an insult keeping her distance from the poor and barrenspirited.

      Her stature was elegant resembling a costly queen or well-pampered thoroughbred.

      Our demure David decided his baffling trick was not worthy or representable

      and conjured up a theory for his next rendezvous nevertheless not being disquieted

      with his somewhat obviously futile attempt for a feminine familiarization.

      He wrung his sweaty hands and prepared himself for his next idiotic charade.

      Where did David conceive his thoughts in such a manner as if they were inbred.

      They were ready to be executed sarcastically marching in a harlequin’s parade.

      He was as uncanny as they come with his ingeniously planned programs to upset

      the apple cart of normalcy being the laughing stock of the cumbersome and disarrayed.

      One early evening he received an offer to barkeep for a high societal congregation

      of up and coming yuppies who were stealthily laying the groundwork for a cannonade.

      These young entrepreneurs were members of Illuminati camouflaged as cadets

      though separatists conniving their influence with a silver spoon acting to hoodwink

      all into believing they were fine citizens holding virtues highly with their masquerade.

      He decided to destroy the propriety of the upper class disrupting their etiquette.

      He spiked their cocktails slightly and began to crossfire with a questionnaire

      of their true intent discovering of course their origin and calling the authorities.

      The sirens blew and the arrests were warranted as the clan was caught in their affair

      and transported to the constable for further inspection in the course of priorities.

      David was proud and once again saved from his own unblemished and demure nature.

      He called himself a cellophane man who everyone simple evaded as no necessity

      for the Earthly inhabitants who scurried stressfully in conquest of their procedure.

      Therefore he endured the avoidance however embodied the wish for recognition

      and concocted theorems to receive this profound desire and raise his demeanor.

      Consequently he disposed his environment to actualize his next thrilling expedition

      as he shyly cringed through a pompous entourage to realize his next adventure.

      This would be the ultimatum of the century as demure David set his course impeccably

      on confusing the speech of a counselor by building a sound system which would nurture

      the voice of a pestilent child heckling and imitating an overbearingly demonstrative orator.

      The presentation began and suddenly a child’s voice screamed down from the firmament.

      The counselor then jutted and jerked wondering where in the hell was this opposition.

      He properly continued and as he tripped over a line David pulled off his next escapade.

      He exemplified an infuriating commentary of insults bringing derangement as a detriment.

      The narrator through in his towel and crawled from his stage in resentment and humiliation.

      David and his cohorts thrived in laughter overcome in an ecstasy of black humor made

      in the subconscious of this mishap who needed kicks at the expense of his own merriment.

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       Detrimental Deflections And Remorseful Reflections

      We are submerged in an era of excessively detrimental deflections

      For example outrageously firing the intelligent community watchdogs

      Trying to bury their importance on a Friday evening of Holy Sabbath

      while mounting the problematic brings all Christians to genuflexions.

      Packing the portions for McRib from the poor slaughtering of hogs

      has left an example of the horrendous precautions in aftermath.

      Blabbering like a tincture salesman is our man with no introspection

      merely throwing off the cuff extemporizing his obnoxious blogs.

      Pressing his obsessively laborious scams by pointing his fingers

      paradoxically paranoid distrustful of his own shadow, a


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