Chaos Reigns Into The Jungle Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

Are we going out today?
I go where ever you go.
I deal how you DEAL.
The appeal is real.

Have you placed the bet?
I'm HAPPY if you're happy.
I'm willing to FOLLOW YOU into
The jungle.
Do we have a goal.

Did you cook the bacon and pick
Up the tab.
How did the cake taste? Was it
Delicious?
Answer the phone.
It's not that time.

Who committed the crime?
Suicides don't cry.
Enough prose and pose.
Who struck the first BLOW

Are we socializing now?
Wow, I'm so proud
Social dialect.
A tingling REFLEX

Were WE here? Reign here.
We were where?
Sweet precious pots
Of GOLD. And too once
Were WE not KINGS OF
THIS DOMINION?

All say your HIGHNESS
King of the ever lasting
Of all DOMAINS.
MAKE PLUSH your main
Let none prohibit
Your gain.


Running scared but standing
As a guard of the
Innocent- reject.
Dissect prospect indigo

Now we know.
The roses are hypnoticly
Blue.
Well now, what a sharp mind.
Are there more of your
Kind?

Stand back let me try. Did you
Taste the cake? Was it a
Cake or a pie? Dot that 'I.'
It takes time to CORRECT.
What shall we PROJECT.
THE winner is always US.

We're holding all the
Cards.
We are the ones in
Charge.
Let the clear fluid flow.
Purge the TITANS.

For it is called the living WATERS.
And they will be
Called mightiest among MEN.
AS MIGHTY KINGS