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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2172978
ten of my most recent poetry

18

Heading Back to the Past


and Other Poems


By


Jake Cosmos Aller



Index


  1. Heading Back to the Past

  2. It Has Been Done Before

  3. The Grim Reaper Is late

  4. The House of the Damned

  5. searching for God

  6. sleaze 1

  7. sleaze 2

  8. They are Next God Says

  9. Outlaw Lady of the Night

  10. Last Woman

  11. Last Woman on Earth









Heading Back to the Past


While the rest of the world

Embraces the energy of the future

Our great denier of the truth

Wants to boldly take America back


To the 19th century era of oil, and coal

Yet perhaps it does not matter in the end

As long as we have one another


We will overcome

The darkness will flee the land


It Has Been Done Before


Before Trump's Wall

There were many other walls


The Berlin Wall

The Great Wall

Hadrian's Wall


All the walls of the ancient world

All failed

To keep the enemies out


The enemies of freedom

The enemies of the state

Still came across the border

To loot, steal, rape and plunder


And nothing could stop

The flood of history


The Grim Reaper Is late



the grim reaper

is late

he is behind his quota


so he unleashes

the ravens of death

the ravens of despair

the ravens of madness


they spread out

all over the world

infecting all


with madness

as the world descends

consumed by hate


the grim reaper

smiles his sardonic grin

thinking of all the souls

he will harvest that day


as he carries out

the mandate

of his satanic majesty


The House of the Damned


deep in the woods

in the swamps of the deepest bayou

lies an old abandoned cabin


few have ever visited

it looks long abandoned


but there are stories

legends

of a creature

from beyond time itself


who lives deep in the swamp

devouring everything he comes across


But he hungers for human flesh

once in a while

he keeps a human slave


who goes into town

and drums up business

for his master


the hunters are recruited

and they are brought to the house


where they are commissioned

to go into the woods

and hunt down prisoners

and shoot them dead


and bring back the bodies

for the bounty


and the hunt is on

and the prisoners are caught

and the monster of the deep swamps

has a feast


and the hunters

are added to the fire

a few are left alive

zombies under his control


and so the house of the dead

continues to haunt

the deep swamps


Searching for God


searching for God

a homeless man
camped out
on the streets
of any city


just another broken down soul
looking for something


and then I see him
painting the face of God
on the ground


and I know
that God is everywhere


and sometimes
only the down and out
can see and feel God


The rest of us
are blind to the divine


SLEAZE


Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze

Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze Sleaze

Nothing but Sleaze

Surrounds me 24/7


S

L

E

A

Z

E


Led by the evil Sleaze King

King Donald Trump

the one true sleaze King

The Sleaze King from TV


Are we doomed to live

In a world run by sleaze kings

And ruled by sleaze values


Are we addicted to sleaze

And need our sleaze fix daily


As we turn on the sleaze TV

And see nothing but sleaze

Oozing out of our TV sets?



SLEAZE 2


Sleaze surrounds us 24/7

Lots of sleaze on the TV

Everywhere we go nothing but sleaze

All the time 24/7 sleaze rules the air

Zappa had it right calling it the slime

Everything is nothing but slime oozing out of our TV's





They are Next God Says


God is in his cosmic control room

The ultimate situation room

Where here he watches over mankind 24/7


One day he reads

About Korean protesters

Protesting the operation of Emergency helicopters


Because they're too noisy

they stir up dust

and damage their properties


And are just inconvenient as hell

just too bloody inconvenient


the protestors are demanding

that the helicopters be grounded


Disregarding the fact

That they save lives

Given the hellish Korean traffic conditions


God is furious at the callous attitude

The casual disregard for human life

And the pettiness of the protesters


He calls up his chief angels

And reads them the recent articles


All of the angels

Are furious at the callous attitudes of the protesters


God calls the grim reaper

His contractor who handles the details of death

God says I have a commission for you

The Grim reaper had read the article


As he too monitor the world 24/7


He laughs

and says I know what to do

Obviously they all have to die

In an horrific accident


and can't get to the hospital in time

Because they are stuck in traffic


Now you're talking God said

But I want you to break protocol

Just before they die show up


And explain to them why

They are about to die


That would be poetic justice God said

And you know I'm all about that


Everyone laughs

God has a sense of humor after all


The grim reaper mordantly salutes the boss

And goes about his grim task



Out Law Lady of the Night


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One wild moon lit night

On the tail end of a Friday Night booze run


I found myself

Twenty drinks too sober

In a bar in the mean streets of Bangkok


Drinking my way to Hell

Just as fast as I could


And on the stage

Dancing her soul away

Was the most beautiful creature

In the known universe


Dancing with an attitude

That could kill an elephant in heat


She looked so fine

Made my eye balls hurt


As I started at her naked body

Admiring the curves

In all the right places


And her ass called to me

Telling me deep dark erotic desires

Inspiring carnal thoughts


And hopes that she would be mine

For the right price


And I stared at her

And she smiled with an evil seductive smile

A true succubus from hell itself


And she gave me a knowing look

And I knew that I was hooked


For a night of wild libertine passion

As I devoured her

Making wild passionate love

All night long


Even if it meant

That I would be selling my soul

To the devil himself


last women in the world


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I am the last women in the world

Everyone else

has been taken over

by the evil others


body snatchers

that had arrived

and taken over

everyone

one by one

and everyone was gone


and I was all alone

in a crowd filled with strangers

all of them


not a single real human being

left alive


and I wander the crowds

looking for someone

someone that is still human

hoping that I am not

the last woman on earth


Last Woman on Earth


The last woman on earth

Stands in a deep forest

Contemplating the end of the world

The end of civilization

The end of time itself


She stares out at the dark forest

Watching the world reclaim itself

Watching mankind fade away into dust


The last woman in the world

Clutches her bible against her chest

Wondering why God had forsaken her



She screams out to God

But no answer

Only the silence of the wilderness

And the silence in her heart


The end of the world

Came over night

Only she survived the final bio plague


She fled the crumbling ruins of the city

Sought refuge in the forest


And found she could not die

And she wanders the world

Looking for survivors


And so the world ends

And mankind fades away




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