Digit Midget’s Munch



On the road a shorter ear listened to cruel goads of those paid for feel and deal on fancy dancing loads.. they had eatin’ still repeating what was all the rage.. feet and head alive or dead digit wrote a page..

Got up on the mental sup real found way too hard.. made it cool each trade made school disguised as data cards.. on the ‘Row of Delights’ day and night.. for dinner snacks or lunch.. mmm mm applied cried midget mouth drown down the media munch…

Therese said she had no head took pokes at the uncool.. she in all her texting vexted sick.. learned at school.. used to be in land of free a ‘puppet’ made a wage.. suggest thought lies were denied.. internet the rage..  

Now a public service warming storming through our land.. I’ve seen ’em all.. lies never care no logic is at hand.. when a ‘Digit Midget’s Munch’ is tested for and found.. they must freeze awhile damaged pleases no senses round..

There was a time when lies marked crime prime evidence was used.. to listen for the child in need.. decency was fused.. no one marks the orphan so parents left behind..

A lie desert ‘No Love and Hurt’ will delude the mind.. you who find life most unkind .. forever digit dine..

Lost and found where lies are bound to those so unaware.. Tommy just lost such a cost.. his digit blunderfair..

Innocent need not repent suggest you diet well.. your mental feed needs better when kept from sublimet hell..

Pet your dog.. sit a log.. play mouth harp sweet true.. one purpose found canine or hound better child for you..

Have a care ‘suggestion’ bares a cold a lonely tale.. that keeps afloat each human goat suggestions false and stale..

Find your own blood heart and bone.. what you got to say.. I am a humble poet known that truth for many a day..

Break of light finds kitten playing.. stretched found my lover warm..

I love each life found round the world.. still propaganda storms..

Peace Tony


About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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2 Responses to Digit Midget’s Munch

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