Paul Amrod Poems

Don't drop that bomb we're begging you please
We're pleading on our bended knees
We feel like we're in prison
Soon our souls will all be risen
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Sitting on an island in the sky
Wiping my eyes to see through the clouds
Swimming outside the box aware
of the differences within the crowd.
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The flirtatious, delicious, sumptuous angel of the Brazilian nights
has captivated me with a style of samba enthralling me with her cuica.
She has fascinated me from the get go with the way she can excite
my imagination like discovering the superlative and screaming eureka.
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Being conceived of life's breath on an evening of August
Wished from a star from the backwoods so transcendental
Greeted at birth with his optimism as the winds did gust
while a tempest with bolts of lightning did rage and glitter.
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Have you seen majestic giant whales spring?
Have you seen dolphins dancing
and the fish that mornings take wing
like a flash so enhancing?
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Lazy river run from the mountains to the sea
Challenged from the gravity of Earth’s motion
Slip into the ocean’s floor and rain once more.
Lazy river flow like a fountain endlessly
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I’ve seen the stormy oceans a-brew
and swarms of bees with honey a-new.
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Juliet, you stand quietly in a pose
demure and passive. Nevertheless
you cannot conceal the darkness
of your fate like the death of a rose.
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Prioritizing the misers, the brokers and lobbyist's economy
Leaving the inevitable disaster with an illogical anomaly
Pleading with reporters to exercise politeness in dismay
while distress has risen as the normal order of the day.
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Being born with scruples is necessary for a functioning conscious.
A lackadaisical approach to a grave problem is severely noxious
especially when amorally profiting from this insidious quandary.
Life upon this planet is a priceless experience through conception
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