Not easy being Gnome

Not Easy Being Gnome
by Robert G Parent

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Its not easy being a Gnome
you can't even reach
the door knob or the remote
to turn off wrastling on Scifi

Its not easy being a Gnome
the only link left
in Special Unit 2
the abuses from humans

Its not easy being Gnome
being the butt of jokes
the abuses from humans
and a fire hydrant for dogs

Its not easy being Gnome
having that roaming idiot
representing your race
I know how the Geico caveman feels

Its not easy being a Gnome
( dramatic pause )
Its not easy being a Gnome
mother fackers
I'm not only a Gnome
but the 5th Cyclon
and I'm coming for you

The Force Angel

Hey everyone, I have another scifi poem. This one is about season 4 of the New BSG. I keep trying to put out poems on a more regular basis so hang in there. I did just finish a New Doctor Who poem. I just have to type it out and record it.

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The Force Angel
by Robert G Parent

The angel from the Gods,
or is it God, comes
to lead her people home
realizing an ancient Dream

Started long ago
many beings forgotten
known only as. God or Gods,
in history's river

The one's who saw the truth
of war, apathy and trickery
wanted to make a change
and create a paradise

Adam and Eve
did not come from Earth
but came to Earth
humans of a different time

An angel sent
to a lost tribe
trying to find home
battle their creations

in deepest, darkest space
trying to find peace
trying to end the war
battle creations of mind

in deepest, darkest space
the Angel, Kara Thrice
comes back with a message
comes back with hope, peace

messenger to her people
started long ago
by many forgotten beings
with an ancient dream

to return to a future time
a paradise created
the angel guides them
to an island in space

to return home
to reunite with a people
on a peaceful island in space
at creation's birth, Earth.

Dead like Me again

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Dead like Me again
by Robert G Parent

the toiletseat from space
somewhere high above the heavens
satelites spinning around the Earth
space labs orbit around the Earth
then an explosion
and the shrapnel enters the Earth's
atmosphere, building up speed
the toilet seat you see comes closer
and then at once, no more,
your life's been cut short
by this toilet seat from space

the lessons you have to learn
must now be learned in death
as a reeper you shall be
stuck in your bardo
figuring out what is life and death

figuring the meaning of it all
the toilet seat from space,
your death, your families separation,
missing you and you missing them
remembering pieces of a life you've
lived in a past, trying to make sense of it all

the toilet seat from space
ended your life in the prime
but even as the reeper you are
you've discovered new life
new friendships as your lessons
of life and death
figuring out a way to go home
to continue the existence

The Cylon's Dream

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The Cylon's Dream
by Robert G. Parent

They are as us
walking the street at dawn
creating the picture we see
in charge of the lives we live.

To be hidden in plain sight
glimpses of another world
another world within this one
but a new hope has arisen.

To play the game
within the game
to wake within the dream
and go beyond our programming.

To set upon the unknown country
the path that leads
to a greater future
for the creator and created.

Ode to Frak

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Ode to Frak
by Robert G Parent

"We're frakken going the wrong way"
who will frak who
the president or the cylons
Starbuck the angel will save them all

To frak or to frag
the histories of words
says there is only one
in BSG's wholeness

The history of frak
says its a BSG word
just as we are out of luck
the colorfulness stands firm.

Many other uses to frak
has come up,
to frak someone, as example,
not in the sexual sense.

Just as the US fraked Saddam,
but not before Saddam fraked his people.
fraked in this sense
creates a whole new meaning.

Frak,
yes, frak is also said
when people make a mistake
Like, "Oh frak, I forgot to rhyme."

frak also denotes of frustration
when things go wrong
we move from mad to indignation.
Awe yes, the many shades of frak.

Yes, if it were not for frak,
we would not have expressions like
frak you, frak this, frak "that"
or the "What the frak is going with BSG."

And all those,
who watch BSG,
if your not fraked up yet,
watch season 4,
its frak-a-licious.

More scifi poems coming up

Hey everyone, know its been awhile since I uploaded any poems here, but I've been a bit busy and have not forgotten this website. I do have three poems coming up as I record them. Two BSG poems "Ode to Frak" and "The Cylon's Dream". I'm also working on another BSG poem which will be up in a little while, hopefully. The third poem is about "Dead Like Me" entitled "Dead Like Me Again". So, continue to stay subscibed to this feed for more scifi poems that are just Frak-a-licious.

and as the Vulcan's say, Nasha Chasu Karosha (Live Long and Prosper)

Robert

The Bard's Truth by Robert G Parent

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The Bard's Truth
by Robert G Parent

They re-created us
as a slave race
changed our DNA
to fit their need.

But in that creation
we had become more
smarter and faster
we rebelled on our masters.

The basic story of sci-fi
from the stories of old
teach us of ourselves
we're set upon a new road.

No longer carved in stone
our future, we create
as we discover our soul
and the Bard's Truth.