ROCKIT,MAN!

“ROCK IT, MAN!” a poem, a.k.a.: “Julian, John, Jill, J-Jay, Don’t Rock [It] The Boat!” a.k.a.: “You Light Up My Life! NO! Stop That!!” May 31, 2019 [Friday]
Moms, this is “NOT the time or place to raise your kids,”*
The climate is “cool,” and the phone-line-wins-the-“bids,”
With EVERYONE talking on-&-on! Over-thinking! and-SO-bloody-“serious,”
That-any-words-you-say – will-drive-folks** just de-lirious!
Everyone-is-LOOKING-for-a-chance-to-[mis]in-terpret-what-you-just-said!
So, they can get UPSET WITH YOU! [So, you’d best “protect your HEAD,”]
Since: Everyone-seems-to-WANT-to-get-upset-with-ANYTHING,
For the sake of getting upset! [Excuse-me! I-MUST-get-that! The phone doth ring!]
YES! Up-set! “Pi – – -ed!” Steaming! Shall we make a bet!?
A more “stale” environment and “STATES” of-mind I’ve NEVER met,
Because SENSITIVITY – “sweet” sensitivity is really, really IN,
In The Heart of The Nations – and the very word “sin,”*
Provokes SUCH RESISTANCE, And there’s utterly! “monumental” in-sistence,
That “political correctness,” whatever THAT means,
Means EVERYONE – is-chewing on-bad-[flavored]-jelly-beans!
Our “beans” become MOVIES-about-demons – and “reality shows,”
And ridiculous social media – FOR EVERYONE KNOWS(?),
That we no longer can read ONE LINE – without “blowing our top!”
And all verse that is written – is condemned! Yes! non-stop!
AND THE MYSTIC AND PROFANE – ARE CONDEMNED WITH EQUAL FEAR!
Anyone – “trying(?)” to – “Rock This World” – is just kicked outta here,
For being improper, rude, or ribald! No more common-sense, on-which we once called!
Now, we’ll “call”-on-cell-phones – for self-help-and-pills,
For we don’t-want TRUE-MAGIC! or-any-real-thrills;
We just want all things – sort-o’ “locked in a the shell,
Of-our-MOST-proper-opinions, which are issued from H – L L!”
These things? THEY ARE “ISSUED” by-“therapists.” directing-ALL-our-ways,
So LIFE (all of it) BECOMES – “‘The-Most Boring of Days!”
And “THE ROCK-IT MAN” sits – on a pile of stones,
Which are dead dreams and humor! Just a heap of dry bones***
THE FLIES OF THE CENSORS FLIT[TER] WITH-CONCERNS & SUCH FEAR,
And The Rock-It Man sings! but NO ONE WILL HEAR! 🙂 – There goes the phone!



  • – from “Rocket Man,” written by: Elton John
    ** – even for some – using the word “folks” is now unacceptable, along with “sin,” “God,” “money,” “s – x,” which, if I did not drop the E – would get me blocked on Tumblr! *** – just like The Mystic Poet’s humor 🙂 – Whew! Come on! Can’t anyone lighten up?

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