resembled a monkey,
particularly when eating a banana,
who ofttimes emulated mannerisms
of other popular classmates
as coping tactic to deploy
feeling self aversion
not only because parents
named me Fitzroy
and way back in elementary school
wished washed hair of mine
looked like that as Donald Hoy
thick dark hanks that would bring me joy
to the world,
but no unconventional
mother and father
heard the doctor lol
at ridiculous appellation,
whereat cruel kids did taunt,
especially when linkedin
with the surname Noy,
but as a student enrolled,
in the school of hard knocks
I became a smart ass
and devised an ingenious failsafe ploy
and because yours truly
being identified, hashtagged
and gifted at birth
with expansive vocabulary,
and initially sporting
an outstanding crimson thatch
that covered my entire body
charging a pretty penny
to touch, and quickly darkened
thus blessed with the nickname
Liechtenstein nicknamed Roy
Scottish/Gaelic:
Comes from the word ruadh,
meaning red or ruddy,
traditionally used as a nickname
for someone with red hair
yours truly generated stares
complete strangers came up
and wanted to play with me
as if I happened to be a toy,
but solace discovered
among long lost pocket
of our provincial family
who with stoicism
proudly bore the name Vanscoy,
claiming legitimate Historical presence:
Early records in North America
show bearers of the name
commonly engaged
in agrarian work, such as farming.
Despite near immeasurable fortitude
an impossible mission
to shunt and thwart uber woebegone
wide whirled webbing
that blanketed psyche,
I made little or no effort
to maximize personal potential
and be an advocate for self,
when subjected to denigration -
humiliation throve.
Panic attacks of late
punctuate equilibrium of mine
offsetting ship of state,
where riptides suction
entire body electric of mine
deep sleep option annulled
subjected to hell fire blitzkrieg
figment of my overactive imagination
within numbskull of mine
macabre small scene of devastation
played out between the ears
doppelgänger runs amuck
within the pitch dark
yours truly inhabiting outer limits
of the twilight zone
analogous to being drowned
awakening sopping wet
overtaken by flood
of Biblical proportions
flotsam and jetsam
in tandem with
diabolical winged creatures
whiz by at the speed of sound
bewitch courtesy enigmatic hallucinations
within third eye blind,
I espy illusory oasis
tell tale signs stark reality
evince former paradise
stripped of flora and fauna
much as every other
island in the time stream
bereft of nature made
creatures great or small
wise and wonderful
veritable wasteland(s) of destruction
populate the entire oblate spheroid,
nothing but a watery expanse
courtesy global warming
untold casualties in the millions
across a wide swath,
where many species and genus
never granted a fighting chance
way after the
tipping point surpassed
carcasses afloat after polar icecaps melted
witnessing immediate rise in sea level
nobody prepared for apocalypse now
except survivalists well stocked;
self exempted from insight,
when greenday of reckoning
surprised majority of Homo sapiens
amidst wreckage
of twenty first century civilization
and its discontents
of petty squabbles
even Doubting Thomas' caught unawares
foreboding did not surprise
and came as welcome relief
to those who thought
humanity got to big for its britches
unfortunate for those oblivious
yet devout believers
interpreted Cataclysm the fault of
"Sinners in the Hands
of an Angry God"
where penance impossible mission to pay
for fatal impact
countless centuries before
after so called Age of Exploration
devolved into crass exploitation
of once idyllic
and edenic land masses
trumpeted and claimed
eminent domain declared
for kings and queens
of respective countries
at the expense
of indigenous peoples.
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Author:
poet2rhyme4tommorrow (
Offline) - Published: August 1st, 2026 00:51
- Category: Sociopolitical
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