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The World Awaits... by Neo128 The World Awaits... :iconneo128:Neo128 0 1
“Well,” the interviewer says,
With a tone of clipped precision.
“You’ve made it easy for me, sir,
To come to a quick decision.”
“The position you’ve applied for—
Requires some depth of feeling;
Given the nature of the folks
With whom you would be dealing.”
“The clientele we cater to
Are desirous of compassion;
They wish to be treated gently,
And regarded in kindly fashion.”
"You, sir, from what I've seen and heard,
Are decidedly malicious.
At your most benign
You’re unambiguously vicious"
“I’ve never come across a soul
So heartless, cruel or callous,
Or a personality so replete
With unrelenting malice.”
"I suppose I could go on
But what's the point in saying more?"
Then, smiling, he extends his hand—
“Just what we’re looking for.”
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I Remember the Sun was Very Young
The facile Mr. Shadow
Blithely watches time go by,
Evaluating each mordant flux
With a cold and practiced eye.
He refrains from micromanagement.
There’s never been a need—
He tracks zero sum progressions,
And is loathe to intercede.
Murky minions loiter near,
Feigning insincere respects.
They're absolved by Mr. Shadow,
Who begets what he reflects.
He's not your usual dilettante,
Chanting hymns at the converted.
He displays the raw audacity
To preach to the perverted.
He's very good at what he does.
His goals need no defending.
But, please, don't ask him what they are...
Or expect a happy ending.
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Eye of the Tiger by Neo128 Eye of the Tiger :iconneo128:Neo128 13 3
The Question
Never question the life we’ve led, my love,
Or the choices we have made.
Don’t ask if the place we find ourselves
Is worth the price we paid.
Don’t worry about the path we took
Or the places we have been;
Or whether we’d do things differently
If we'd strength to try again.
The past is a faded shadow;
Never to return.
Why struggle over lessons that
It’s far too late to learn?
The question couldn’t be simpler.
It’s the answer that we fear.
It’s the question that never goes away:
Where do we go from here?
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Logic Died Last Night, After a Short Illness
Connie says to him, "You're a nitwit!
A thoroughly obtuse moron!
Honest to God, you got no clue
That girl loves the ground you walk on!"
"What?" He responds, bewildered.
"I know you ain't talkin' 'bout Dee.
She's got as much use for me
As a wino for sassafras tea."
"You're problem is," She continues.
"You can never believe it's true
That anyone could come close to a love
Like the one you got for you."
"Well, you've given me much to ponder."
He says, thoughtfully scratching his head.
"I guess the first thing I oughta do is
Get dressed, and get outta your bed!"
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Poor Little Poem
It’s the latest, not the greatest;
Just the last in a motley line.
Nevertheless it’s left the nest
Seeking a chance to shine.
It’s not easy trying to please
A snooty literary mob.
Should it, by chance, educe a smile,
Well—then it’s done its job.
If not, then it must languish
In the realm of the forgotten—
To wax bitterly resentful,
And grow up mean and rotten.
And so, a little poem’s dreams
You will have cruelly maimed.
There, I hope you’re satisfied.
Now—aren't you ashamed?
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In memory of, and tribute to, Neda Agha-Soltan, a twenty-six year old woman who was gunned down, in the street, by members of the Iranian government security force, June 6th, 2009, as she participated in a demonstration protesting the fraudulent election of Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. Her name will shine long after the savages who murdered her have been eagerly expunged, and gratefully forgotten.
Hypocrisy strives to see faith depraved
To rationalize a world enslaved,
But a nation's now as good as saved
By the road to dawn your bright light paved.
You are the wind, the cleansing breeze;
The purity that expels disease.
The lice are squirming, ill-at-ease,
Their stench receding by sure degrees.
It comforts vermin to think you dead.
What died was the fear on which they fed.
Throughout the land, for which you bled,
Your valorous spirit will only spread.
Rodents clothed in clerics' guise
Own souls too craven to realize
That genuine courage never dies;
That truth will never succumb to lies.
When ma
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Chaos Theory :) by Neo128 Chaos Theory :) :iconneo128:Neo128 3 8
Mating Season
As I sat on the stoop, surveying my realm,
I sensed a good start to the day.
No point disputing the voice of one's ego—
Today, all things fall—my way.
Then a comely creature came sauntering by;
A lip-licking joy to behold.
I laughed as she passed, and she froze in her tracks.
Her warm eyes went icily cold.
“Somethin' funny?” She fiercely demanded;
Her eyes narrowed, her ready lip curled.
"Never," I dripped. "It just makes my heart glad
To see beauty like yours in the world."
I watched her expression dissolve to warm goo
(This hunt's over before it's begun).
In the words of a poet far wiser than I—
"Stick a fork in the girl—she's done!"
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What Goes Around...
Ever notice the further we "progress",  
The fiercer things seem to get;  
How things once thought unspeakable,  
These days, don't break a sweat?  
It's because the most aggressive ones  
Are the ones that stay alive,  
While your passive, easygoing sorts  
Don't, usually, survive.  
Human history’s a bloody business;  
That’s a mild interpretation.  
And all outcomes are direct results  
Of the feral effect's causation.  
That we’re the spawn of savagery  
Is no hypothetical leap;  
This well of "civilization" we’ve dug  
Ain’t really all that deep.  
So praise the new god, technology,  
And the modern world you dwell.  
You'll be finding out (and fairly soon)  
The jungle’s alive—and well.
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The Piper Comes Free of Charge
Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one! Come all!
All ye of adventurous affinity!
The festival of dark delights
Now approaches your vicinity.
The carnival of malevolence
Is no place for the faint of heart.
But once your ticket’s printed
You're compelled to play your part.
The circus of iniquity
Is where your bones are made;
Where credit has no limit,
And debts are never paid.
All proceeds, with or without you,
Undeterred by interruption.
Are you bold enough to negotiate
The corridors of corruption?
We’re selective of our applicants,
And employ a rigid code—
If you’ve read this far, why not come clean?
You’re already on the road.
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I feel your eyes when you pass the stoop.
Tamika feels 'em, too.
“Damn!” She says. “Remind me, please—
To never butt heads with you.”
“I got no love for the bitch,” Tee says.
“She’s a silly hoe, at most.
But you're better off sendin' her straight-up hate,
'Stead of actin' like she’s a ghost.”
Tee-girl, you scrumptious, streetwise freak,
How I wish that lie were true.
Killer handball partner, kinky weekend wife;
Twinkie—if you only knew.
That “ghost” gutted me like a Snake River perch.
All she left was the bones and hide;
That ice-cold cool you love me for
Comes from nothin’ left inside.
My measure of vengeance, such as it is—
Make sure I never show it.
They’ll be serving raspberry parfaits in hell—
Before I ever let her know it.
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Rule of Thumb
I don't care if you think I'm stupid.
You may doubt it, but it's true.
What amuses me is your thinking
That I'm stupider than you.
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Ask Me No Questions

“Shall I turn a blind eye to injustice?”
I asked myself one day.
“Why ask me?” Myself replied.
“You'll do it anyway.”
“My brother’s keeper?” Query I,
“Why must I be so tasked?”
“Not you.” My testy self rejoined.
“You proved it when you asked.”
“What difference can I make? I pose.
“What change can one man create?”
“That ‘manhood’ claim—,” myself retorts.
“Is subject to debate.”
“It’s not my duty,” I insist,
“To try to set things right.”
“Whatever—,” my boorish self responds.
“Gets you through the night."
I'd asked (me) vital questions
And was met with rude derision.
An inference needed drawing,
What follows was my decision:
Seek such advice from others.
Accept the ans
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Don'tcha? by Neo128 Don'tcha? :iconneo128:Neo128 6 17


'Flur de Vie' (c) by Psiloteric Visions by psilotericvisions 'Flur de Vie' (c) by Psiloteric Visions :iconpsilotericvisions:psilotericvisions 1 5
[WQ] Humans are strange
Mal was staring. It was odd, seeing Kari this invested in something, and especially in, well, pumpkins. Sure, they looked nice, and they made interesting toys for the weak-lifes. But Kari had been marking this pumpkin for almost half an hour. Mal was pretty sure that nobody would doubt her claim on the thing, but why she wanted to have it in the first place, and why she put so much care into letting other humans know that it was hers was beyond the dark grey female. She approached her human carefully – they got awfully mean when threatened, or when they thought a tokota would want to take something that was theirs. She inched closer from her vantage point some three tokota lengths away to snoop at the pumpkin. It was a bright orange, smelled pretty good, too. Of Leaffall, of clean, crisp air and now of Kari, too.
Her human was holding one of the strange, long white sticks they used to mark things because human claws are rubbish. It made long, black scritchy lines onto the orange
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Team Cap by DesmondKing Team Cap :icondesmondking:DesmondKing 9 2 Dark Knight Returns Batman by DesmondKing Dark Knight Returns Batman :icondesmondking:DesmondKing 5 2
Ender's Game
I've barely lived
And lived too much
I've done great things
Without a touch
I've destroyed a species
In a game
Then in reality
To their worlds we came
I kill with empathy
My understanding too great
I know how they think
I know their deaths date
I hate who I am
For saving our lives
But that's why I did it
So we could still strive
They've made me a killer
But I'm no beast
I don't want to harm
I just want peace
My mind's become a martyr
Yet the greatest living of all
I understand tactics
But not beauty's blunt call
I was the future
Now I'm the past
I almost lost sanity
I gained friends to last
My name is Ender
And this is my game
I'm only 11 right now
But I have no child's brain
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Filename by Nooralhuda19 Filename :iconnooralhuda19:Nooralhuda19 1 1 I.S.R. by RupturedDreams I.S.R. :iconruptureddreams:RupturedDreams 4 1 At night I ride a cat to the moon. by Loplolly At night I ride a cat to the moon. :iconloplolly:Loplolly 4 2 Archer by Negadibu Archer :iconnegadibu:Negadibu 2 1 Lewitujace Osiedle - Floating City by Adamarcymag Lewitujace Osiedle - Floating City :iconadamarcymag:Adamarcymag 49 14 Deviant art 17 birthday by xXdark64roseXx Deviant art 17 birthday :iconxxdark64rosexx:xXdark64roseXx 7 8 Not exactly Chinese take out by sindhoorella Not exactly Chinese take out :iconsindhoorella:sindhoorella 2 0
What is Friendship?
“Do you know what friendship means?”
Asks the young boy of fourteen.
“Should I tell you?” Asks the girl,
Beside the charming lad in green.
“Friendship is just like a pearl,
“In its depths does swirl and twirl,
“A magic and myster’ious place,
“If you give it a good whirl.
“It starts out a daring chase,
“A boy and girl do start to race,
“When one catches to the other,
“They slow down to equal pace.
“There they are like sister and brother,
“They start to notice one another,
“They play, they learn, they teach, they fight
“Just like a child and their mother.
“Then together they take flight,
“Taking up astounding height,
“Together they do rule the sky,
“And chase the dawn into the night.
“It’s enough to make you cry,
“Now the two see eye to eye,
“Never does this friendship drop,
“Never do friends say goodbye.”
The young girl shudders to a stop,
She lay down w
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We were not poor
Until you declared us poor,
Then made us poor
In taking by force things you adore,
Defile, and resell for abstract gain.
Land, we had land.
In abundance, unappraised,
And full of life.
Sustenance, we had that.
Pure, uncontaminated, unprocessed.
Shelter, we were the builders.
No one came to collect what we owed
or inspected us for code violations.
Water, we drank it from the source.
Air, fresh as the day of birth.
All these things you seize, dilute, pollute,
And monetize.
And after you have stripped us and made your profit,
You dare to call us poor.
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Create Art to Fight for Net Neutrality

DeviantArt is teaming up with Battle For The Net, the campaign to fight for net neutrality. We need weaponized artworks to drive home the message.
July 12th will be a day of coordinated grassroots efforts across the net to bring attention to the shadowy efforts of powerful cable industry forces to do away with net neutrality — a rule that protects open and equal access to the net by all publishers. We will join alongside sites like Reddit, Twitter, Amazon, Vimeo, Netflix, Soundcloud, and many others in activating our memberships to stand together for net neutrality.
We’re asking deviants to create art that other deviants and Internet warriors can share on July 12th. Your art may also be selected to be distributed far and wide by the official Battle For The Net campaign. Make your voice heard through your art!
The FCC wants to destroy net neutrality and give big c
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Batman is a patriot by Redd-Rockett Batman is a patriot :iconredd-rockett:Redd-Rockett 3 0


I can't critique this. I'm not qualified to critique it. This is more than great art... This is art that changes history and definition...

I'm not proficient enough with the technique behind your vision to comment intelligently on it, but the result is startling. I see the ...



I never watch musicals... But the girl upstairs from me left this DVD in my mailbox with a note that said "Try watching something that doesn't have a gunfight every five minutes!" So I did... As you can probably tell, this flick blew me away. :D


J.R. Anderson
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gjbarnard Featured By Owner 3 hours ago
Thank you J.R. for the Llama :)
Neo128 Featured By Owner 1 hour ago   General Artist
Mentalverse Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
easy neo my good friend. been very ill with psychotic episodes and crippling depression but finding my feet again. you sweet?Wink/Razz 
Neo128 Featured By Owner 6 days ago   General Artist
Hope you're feeling better. :meow:
Mentalverse Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
back on form bruv. going to bramhall lane today which is the home of sheffield united football club (soccer). fingerz crossed! - hope you good too :happybounce: 
Neo128 Featured By Owner 5 days ago   General Artist
Neo128 Featured By Owner 5 days ago   General Artist
Victorious-Kitten Featured By Owner Sep 25, 2017  Student Traditional Artist
Thanks, for the cake. I'll enjoy it. ^_^
Neo128 Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2017   General Artist
LesleyHammond Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the watch :)
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