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  • I put up walls – a poem

    I put up walls – a poem

    The walls erected,
    defending me
    to the cruelty of life,
    it’s unforgiving character.

    They come tumbling down,
    completely overrun,
    the end of my fun
    and deep belief of safety.

    I don’t dream anymore.
    Slavery has nestled in my mind,
    I turn blind,
    I don’t have hopes.

    The captors laugh it of,
    one more innocent to humiliate,
    sins that inflate,
    I prey to my God it’s not too late.&

  • Spider man versus the Siniter Six part 2 – a short story

    Spider man versus the Siniter Six part 2 – a short story

    ‘We have him on the ropes, doc,’ Goblin grinned ‘but that Venom has to be eliminated.’
    ‘An alien symbioth would serve my purposes well,’ Otto Octavius answered ‘I’ll try to hit two birds with one stone.’
    Octopus took a sound gun out of his private arrangement of weapons and aimed it at Eddy Brock. He pulled the trigger. A high pitch sound wave blasted the alien costume making it disconnect form it’s host.
    ‘Like stealing candy from a baby,’ Octopus grinned.
    Electro and Sandman had completely demolished the shop were Spider man was hiding. But now they got a taste of their own medicine. Violence. The webslinger’s web shooter covered Max Dillon’s face making him lose control over his electric powers. He hit Sandman who turned to glass by the heat of the electric charges.
    ‘Dammit Electro, look out what your doing,’ Sandman screamed.
    ‘That’s just it, that filthy web doesn’t make me see shit and I can’t tare it off.’
    Vulture and Goblin soared through the sky wanting to finish Spider man off. Vulture used his blaster, Goblin rockets mounted on his glider.
    ‘Come to me alien symbioth, together we will do magnificent things,’ Otto said in a sweet manner.
    The alien immediately wrapped himself around an unconscious Eddie making him revive. Web shot out of his fists. It took hold of the mechanical arms of Octopus. With a giant snap they came off, disarming Octopus.
    Mysterio had kept himself on the background of the battle. He was using illusions to keep himself invisible but Venom detected him effortlessly and but a crack in his fishbowl helmet.
    ‘Make this labyrinth go away or I’ll rip you to shreds and feast on your brain,’ Venom hissed.
    Mysterio released more gas and the impenetrable maze that held Spider man captured disappeared.
    Spider man had just one web shooter functional and had to choose between Goblin and Vulture discarding their heavy armament. He hit the glider from the Green Goblin, yanking it in the path of the Vulture.
    ‘What’s out what you doing, idiot,’ Vulture cursed.
    ‘Me, it’s you who is hindering me, old fool,’ Goblin yelled ‘you should be in a geriatric ward instead of being in battle.’
    ‘You take that back, or I’ll destroy you.’
    Goblin and Vulture began an air assault against each other.
    ‘I love it when the bad guys fight with each other,’ Spider man panted.
    ‘Thank me web head, I saved you today. And someday I want compensation for what I did,’ Venom shouted.
    ‘If it doesn’t involve murdering innocents I will consider it, Eddie,’ Spider man said ‘If you excuse me now, I have to go home and patch myself up.’
    ‘Do so, I’ll keep these losers further occupied. Without eating their brains. Not that their would be lot’s to eat,’ Venom grinned his awful smile.

  • Newer – quote of Emily Dickinson

    Newer – quote of Emily Dickinson

  • Change – an American sentence

    Change – an American sentence

    Change, be it positive or negative requires from us to adapt.

  • Group of sparrows

    Group of sparrows

    You’ll always have the dominant ones,
    highest in the pecking order.
    Eating first,
    chasing away competition.
    It’s the law of nature,
    strength gives right to many things.
    The females are impregnated with seed many times,
    not knowing from who will be the hatch-lings.
    It’s a hard, unforgiving world,
    devoid of mercy.
    They need food and water,
    even in times of major drought.
    That’s why they are always in a hurry,
    they have to cater to their needs,
    there meal isn’t store-bought.

  • Death sentence – a haiku

    Death sentence – a haiku

    Charles ate french fries,
    knowing it was his last meal,
    The chair was charging.

  • Taliban

    Taliban

    So the desert rats crawled from under their rocks,
    sending shocks
    trough the civilized world.
    No future anymore for a woman to behold,
    the freedom was short-lived.
    Maybe we could have them sniffed,
    out like a candle.
    If we leave the governing to them,
    they’ll make a mess of it;
    The real question is when,
    and how many people are going to end up in shit.
    Food prices exploding,
    jobs hard to find.
    The system is imploding,
    that can even see a blind.
    Nobody acknowledges them as true rulers,
    aid stays put,
    a bunch of foolers,
    making us believe their evil operation is shut.

  • Spiderman versus The Sinister Six – a short story

    Spiderman versus The Sinister Six – a short story

    The gang of thugs known as The Sinister Six had a rotating roster. One of the more permanent members till his death and after his resurrection was doctor Octopus. A vengeful scientist with four metallic arms etched to his body. Capable of tearing apart things, throwing them with great velocity. He really was into electronics. But his latest achievement he had made in biochemistry. A field of research he had pursued since he impersonated Spider man by taking over his body.

    ‘I call her Lava Girl, she’ll make a fine member of this ragged bunch,’ he said proudly.
    ‘Excuse me I don’t share in your bliss, Otto, but how do we know we can trust this girl?’ The Vulture asked, he was one of the senior members always challenging doctor Octopus. Adrian Toomes had developed a flight suit gravely increasing his strength and earning him his name.

    ‘Why I created her, she is my faithful assistant. Take a bow, dear. These are your comrades in arms,’ Otto commanded.
    Lava Girl complied.
    ‘Well, she sure is hot,’ Electro grinned. Electro or Max Dillon was a living dynamo of electricity able to manipulate, store and emit it.
    ‘And this is the master of illusions, Mysterio.’
    ‘He has a bowl on his head,’ Lava Girl noticed.
    ‘Yes, I am aware he dresses odd,’ Otto replied ‘last but not least we have the Green Goblin. That ratchet wall-crawlers arch-nemesis and Sandman, a creature capable of turning into sand. He can do amazing things.’
    ‘All right, Octavius, enough of the sweet talk. What can she do exactly?’ Sandman asked.
    ‘Do it Lava Girl, show us your powers,’ the Green Goblin added laughing insanely.
    The girl opened her hand, a ball of scolding hot magma formed, she lunged the fireball to the bar completely setting it on fire. The metal tabs for the beer were melting.
    ‘Hey, I was still thirsty,’ Electro complained.
    ‘Time for drinking lies past us, gentlemen, I give you all a communication device. Scour the city. Find Spider man and alert us, we will hang up on him and destroy that pesky spider once and for all,’ doctor Octopus commanded.

    Why you call it the Sinister Six, we are with more.’ Lava Girl asked.
    ‘Don’t concern your pretty little head about the team’s size, Lava Girl, just be on the look out for a blue and red man in tights pretending to be a spider. You’ll probably catch him in the air firing his infernal web,’ Otto Octavius instructed his protegee.
    The one who first spotted Spider man in the Bronx was Sandman.
    ‘The bug is here, he is trying to stop a mugger.’
    ‘Wait for us to arrive, Sandy’ Electro answered ‘I want to fry his intestines.’
    ‘Screw that, if your late it’s your own fault, I am taking first dibs on that freak,’ Sandman said.
    He turned into a gigantic creature of sand, with a stone hard outstretched arm he tried to squash Spider man. But his faithful Spider Sense alerted him to the danger making him dodge the attack.

    ‘Sandman, are you finally out of jail. You just dying to get back in, I can tell.’ Spider man answered with a joke.
    Mysterio had arrived. His hallucinogenic gasses transformed the street into a labyrinth of walls.
    Spider man was now separated of his attackers and couldn’t see them.
    ‘Lava Girl, your turn, fry him,’ Octavius said ‘my arms are fireproof, I’ll take him in a nice hold so you can perform your task.’
    His arms stretched out rapidly and starting choking the Spider. Lava Girl formed another ball of hot magma and thew it to Spider man. He became badly burned.
    Electro fired his electricity bolts from above. Vulture and Goblin bombarded the area with their grenades and pumpkinbombs.
    ‘He surely is done for, now,’ Green Goblin laughed ‘at last that infernal Spider is dead.’
    Out of the blazing fire a man stepped, barely able to keep himself straight up. It was Spider man, he had burning wounds and his costume was all torn up.

    Sandman hit him with a concrete fist, catapulting him in a store.
    Electro blasted it with electricity. Lava Girl threw magma at it. Her hair a smokey cloud while she raised her body temperature. The store was demolished.
    ‘Leave the Spider to me, I am the Lethal Protector, you rodents, and I am here to protect,’ suddenly I chilling voice spoke.
    The Sinister bunch turned their attention to the newcomer. It was Venom, Eddie Brock, failed reporter wrapped in an alien suit. Also not one of Spider man greatest fans. His green drool slipped from his long tongue, revealing razor sharp teeth.
    ‘Team, destroy him too, nobody will deny us our vengeance,’ doctor Octopus commanded.
    Vulture and Goblin descended throwing their lethal projectiles.. Electro hit the symbiotic alien head on, it made him barely flinch.
    Lava Girl blasted him with fire; The alien suit cried out in agony. Fire and sound were his weaknesses.
    ‘Good, I am gonna start with you, you definitely are the most dangerous one of these clowns,’ Venom spoke.
    His organic webbing caught Lava Girl in a net. He quickly swung hit through the air making her land hard against a wall. She was unconscious right away.
    ‘Get him, my Sinister Six,’ Otto cried furious.

    To be continued…

  • Cutting the oak – a poem

    Cutting the oak – a poem

    For some crocked reason ― I can’t remember which ― I was uprooted from the forest.
    They sew me down.

    With their nasty chainsaws running on this dirty petrol.

    I was two hundred years old.

    How old are they?

    Just children playing with toys. Destroying for the fun of it.

    Don’t you call it a job. It’s taking your spray can and marking X on perfectly sane trees.
    You are doing it deliberate,
    no debate about it.

    Anarchistic assholes getting high on your power.
    Where would you be without oxygen?

    In the ground that’s where.

    Like manure, left to rot.

    Maybe I want a shot,
    of your decomposed body.

    To grow tall again,
    touch the sun
    and swallow the water.

  • Through hell – a poem

    Through hell – a poem

    Nancy Pelosi had a right to visit Taiwan,
    to place the people in danger she had not.
    China is attacking the country,
    with all the firepower available.
    All for a phony stay,
    were US swears to protect Taiwan,
    while it barely can muster an army,
    to hold out till day one.
    This is started,
    the Third World War.
    Peace died,
    soon the food supplies will run out,
    people will scream and shout,
    the cities will starve.
    The strait of Taiwan one of the busiest trade routes,
    Taiwan creator of computer chips,
    that won’t ship.
    If the Chinese boot crushes them,
    it’s a dire situation for the democratic West.
    Russia will exploit the situation,
    increasing their strength.
    There are one and a halve billion Chinese,
    many loyal to the Communist Party.
    Do the math,
    and make such visits not foolhardy.