Second ShadowJimmy Boom Semtex poems

Second Shadow

Jimmy Boom Semtex

Colonies Die

The plane website asked what will World War 3 be like? Someone posted a clip of Battlestar Galactica. It was awesome and shocking. But not real. The destruction of the colonies.

Cylon nuclear strikes wiped out the cities and killed millions. There was no defence. Peace loving humans have no need for lasers, missiles, bombs or warships. Explosions could be seen from space. What was it like under there?

Today's enemies are nothing by comparison: Putin The Dog's Neo Soviet Russia and Isis Daesh ragheads are weak at the knees. Never mind the Red Chinese Turtles. One thing is certain. I'll see it in my lifetime. Humanity's biggest event since Jesus. No Second Coming, just death and ruinisation from above.

Lady Smile

I killed the mosquito. No more bites from that one! It was like hitting a Red Chinese South China Sea island base with a big nuke. After they sank my tin can destroyer. Payback from a lady with a smile.

Rope Wife (inspired by the wife lol)

Supportive loving wife / Husband swings gently, loved, dead / Magnificent neck rope

Loudly tell me off / Toes press video buttons / Aliens arrive

Lovers

They will love us.

Only at our death.

For then we belong.

Stroking Alsatian / Oil tanker sails past, huge joy / Woof! Tasty meal, you

Nutjob

The church bells rang out in Eastern Ukraine. Up and down the land. In towns and cities, in hamlets and villages. Putin's tanks and guns crossed the border at numerous points. The war was on!

Advancing from so called 'exercises' in Russia. An invasion force in all but name. Backed up by similar forces further along the border. Subdue the east then move elsewhere.

There was only one way to stop it: a former Ukrainian KGB spy smuggled a small package to the Kremlin. It was a suitcase nuke, Hiroshima size bomb. Missing since the Soviet Union collapse.

A weapon strong enough to send a message to Neo Soviet Russia: Don't invade Ukraine! Putin The Dog will soon die in a war of his own making. Moscow will be irradiated.

Will his army pullback? Will another hard-line nutjob replace him or a 'dove'? In the meantime, war rages and people die. All for Putin's Neo Soviet empirical dreams.

Own Choice

In life, many people do drugs for a quick fix. Sick of their current situ. I'm a victim and life hates me! What of those who want a long term fix? If it was offered, the chance to be someone else in the next life or two, would you accept?

I would. I'd want to be the blackest black man ever. Darkest Africa? Use science. Where the sun's rays are the hottest, I'm from there. What country?

After that, I wanna be a Chinese and know Kung Fu. Further on, give me child birth, PMT/PMS... So alive, so human.

Oil

Some people are green with no life experience. Wet behind the ears. They can't work a washing machine. Life for them will be hard. Vertical learning curve.

Others are yellow. Real back stabbing bastards who'll step on your corpse. Not looking over their shoulder as you burn. The worst type of bastards. I know many.

Zenith

Love will heal everyone. Even those who blow their brothers and sisters up. It will heal people with issues.

Love will heal the white supremacist who walks in Charleston with a Nazi blood banner.

Love will heal the Ku Klux Klan members who wave their Confederate Dixie battle flags.

Love will heal the Muslim extremist who walks thru London with his baby on his shoulder, both draped in individual ISIS Daesh flags.

Love will heal everybody and unfuck the world.

Who the fuck are we kidding?

Ground Desert Tree

I ground myself and am closer to my Earth Mother. I imagine that I'm a tree. Grounded to the earth. Becoming my earth. Connected to a tree. Even if I was in the desert where nothing grows. I'm a tree. Linked to Mother Nature. Part of the endless circle of life.

All Wired Up

Bird on a wire with an art gun. Oh not in the sky. Stoned on turtle cigars. No flying. Light headed oh yes. Sickness from high speed turns? Feel the G force kick in on those wicked turns. I watch you with envy. Wish I could fly like that. Better than the green lizard thirty feet up on a wall. He can climb vertically. You can fly in three dimensions. Which is cool. Put there by a witch? No by Mother. She smiles from a down at me from a sickle moon. In a verdant powder sky. How do I fit into all of this. I watch. No more.

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