The liberal professors and the

Philosophers with their stones…

The pleaders and the bleeders

Heart broke for unfortunate ones


And all those calling

To according submit

To every rule and regulation

Unfolding from the most high

That is only as tall

As their sickness lets them rise.


Their isms and jisms  oozing

Like goat and donkey cum

Over human face and purpose

Every one


I wonder how God gets it all done?

And gets it done so well?

In a world that can be mighty damn bad

But is far from a perfect hell


The professors are well proven

As being perfect frauds.

Pleaders and bleeders given time

Bring evil to all and one


And their isms and their jisms that ooze

Like goat and donkey cum

Over human face and purpose

Pulling apocalypse down


Nature is love mixed with murder

Kindness, then cruelty

There is politics of managed care

And politics of just

Leave us the hell alone


What’s it gonna be?

We’ll see.


And their isms and their jisms like

Goat and donkey cum

Ooze over humans and their purpose

Pulling apocalypse down


Then the nobility observe languidly

While plotting upcoming blow jobs

But after many a buffet and ice cream cone

Opiod, coke and booze highball…

The plan begins to fall apart.


The more mighty the nation

The more fuel for the insane

But the wisdom of the crowd

Can rein it all back in


It’s a wild ride

Hold on tight

The coming night

Brings the dawn again


And so called new isms and jisms

Will head down the drain again







Author: Edgardo

Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.


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