Thursday, May 18, 2017


               Poems of the 21st Century

January 2018
Well here we are not far away,
From a quarter of the way through.
Computers since the 90's dominate
And still they do today.

So why in the name of industry,
To which humans all aspire,
Have they not yet got rid of cables,
That tangle and sometimes cause fire?

The cable for mice are much needed'
But sometimes can be remote.
Yet they do not seem to last very long
Which I'm sure makes Billy Gates gloat. 

Now the unit that allows me to type,
To contact my friends all about.
It can also be used remotely,
But it also can sometimes go out.

Next are those big plugs with ties,
The ones that lock in so tight,
From Monitor out to Computer,
It seems that they work alright!

Oh and don't let me forget the speakers,
The exterior surround sound type,
They also need their cables,
To make sure I'm tangled up right. 

I don't understand why we need so much wire
Are we keeping the copper alive?
My desktop looks like a telephone dump,
Waiting for dump truck to arrive.

Well I'm thankful I'm not a repair shop,
Where computers and cables abound,
Here in the 21st century,
In every village and town.

Then the main plug from wall to computer,
Where the power all has come from

 May 19th 2017.

Our world is fast changing, 
The times are getting worse.
I look about everywhere,
Bad is difficult to put in verse.

Television stations, Radio in it's style,
Are different though not new.
And like Sodom and Gommorah, 
They dance with devilish vile. 

A group of horrid money warts,
Are claiming mining rights.
In the deserts of the Muslims,
They turn day into night.

Worse still for the people,
The Muslims there of old.
Homeless now and wounded,
Travel north toward the cold!

Westerners, they like them not, 
Sharia law has settled that.
Soon civil strife will come,
Death will wear a hooded hat. 

 So what will happen to our world,
Will Soros and his crew.
Make the west subservient,
And drink his terror brew! 


Around our world now silent,
In day or darkened night.
A danger game is being played,
Will it come out right?

Republicans are playing,
Trumping left and right.
Democrats scream in rage,
Ripping all in sight.

Europe is destroyed now,
Islamics have moved in.
England lives with danger,
America lives with sin.

For Pedophiles  have the reins,
They rule from hidden rooms.
Trading little children,
Who once used, meet their doom.

Yes the bridge we use is broken,
The Pylons are washed away.
For the devil stands rampant, 
Where children used to play.