I HAVE TO GO BACK TO 1950'S CARTOONIST DAILY NEWS DREW PICTURES OF HIS 1ST KID....
2-28-07
20TH IN SERIES OF MANY POEMS I WROTE WORKING AT ANTI POVERTY AGENCY...
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BUTT 1ST ON CARTOONS THAT COME TRUE....
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DAILY NEWS PITTSBURGH,FUNNY PG,0-0-1950_
What Babies 1st Learn To Say Words:
THEN:
IN ACCORD:He Still Makes Me Laugh Inside
You Will Not Be Laughing In Great Divide
His 1st Words (Sounds)Outa Baby's Mouth_
*NE-NE-NE...NA-NA-NA...NU-NU-NU...
AND: BABY Would Point At Things He Daddy
Nobody Could See? His Cartoons Be(Caddy)
Were So Serious -Daddy Was Looken For_
THINGS: That Baby Was * Pointing At!
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WELL PEOPLE IT'S 2007 LIKE 57 YEARS PAST
AND: What Little Does Any Of You've Cast
Technologically so Advanced -But Alas_
{{YOU HUMANS STILL LIVEN LIKE BUNCH OF ANIMALES}}
YOU AS HUMANS:Media,TV,Newspapers,Radio
You Turn It On, You Look, Urine Potatio
Urine So F--ken "Loaded On Sum Thing"_
1ST Words That Come Outa Of Urine Mouth!
DELAY:
...NE-NE-NE...NA-NA-NA...NU-NU-NU...
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AND I, TRASK I'LL BE DAMNED YOU'RE ALL
STILL POINTING FINGER AT THINGS (RECALL)
YOU CAN'T SEE! IT'S THERE BUT YOU CAN'T_
STILL SEE YOUR NOSE IN SPITE OF YOUR OWN FACE...
IT'S: NE-NE-NE...NA-NA-NA...NU-NU-NU...
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Never Commonplace Forever In Your Face...
ME,TRASK "POETIC PROPHET"c 2007 TRASK...
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A POEM YOU TELL ON YOUR OWN SELF:
You Tell On Yourself By Friends You Seek
By Very Manner In Which You Speak,
By Way You Employ Your Leisure Time
By How You Spend $ Your Dollar An Dime,
You Tell On Yourself By Things You Wear
By Spirit In Which Your Burden's Bear,
By Things Of Which You Laugh At,
By CD,Records You Play On Your Phonograph
You Tell On Yourself By Way You Walk
By Things Of Which You Delight To Talk,
By Simple Manner InWhich You Bear DEFEAT
By So Simple As Thing As How You Eat,
By Books You Choose From Well Full Shelf
In These Ways And More You Tell On Yourself,
So, There Is No Particle Of Sense
In Any Effort To Keep Up False PRETENSE!
c 1979/2007 TRASK...
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NOW:
MIGHT BE If Any OfYou Can Ever Lift Your
"VEIL OF INEQUITY" FROM Your UGLY More
So Face-You All Might Just See THING's_
{{{ AS THEY REALLY ARE TODAY NOW 2007 }}}
YOU WILL NOT BE POINTING YOUR OWN FINGER AT THING'S YOU STILL CANNOT SEE...
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Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on March 7, 2007
Not all people are that transparent, but I do agree most are.
Now after reading this MO more telling of myself after reading this I decides to change my lipstick and my smile...lol..I am doomed....burning....buried...pooFF!!
Your series of poems are blessing me, and this particular poem spoke to me, on various levels in the mind, and in the heart.
People, for the most part, are just that transparent, especially when they're trying to use you for personal agendas. Another right on write from a never commonplace forever in your face writer.
After reading "As Where Humanity Stands In Past Point In Time-Relay..."
I feel much alive for You symbolize the COURAGE and the sWORD of true warrior of freedom.
My gratitude for Your presence in this planet, and for Your mindful compositions.
In reverent admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
P.S.: I used "MAHATMA" because I know that any other title cannot honor Your Sublime Mastership.
Peace,
Bill
Well done Trask!!
love Tinka
People, for the most part, are just that transparent, especially when they're trying to use you for personal agendas. Another right on write from a never commonplace forever in your face writer.
Your friend ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
After reading "As Where Humanity Stands In Past Point In Time-Relay..."
I feel much alive for You symbolize the COURAGE and the sWORD of true warrior of freedom.
My gratitude for Your presence in this planet, and for Your mindful compositions.
In reverent admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
P.S.: I used "MAHATMA" because I know that any other title cannot honor Your Sublime Mastership.