activism and confusing and confusing (?!.!?{.{). (ALSO VOTE FOR POTM!!)

 Hello, I'm BluePuffin!!

 Today I’m going to share 3 poems I wrote and a poll that will define the poem of the month. This time, the song recommendations are:

 The songs are from a confusing movie I recently watched called "All About Lily Chou Chou". The movie might be intense at times, so, if you’re planning to watch it, be aware. (Mitski, you did a nice job on your cover! Though your cover isn’t from the ether, eh…).

do you?

if i see you, and you see me,

if you see me, and i see you,

would i tell you, who i am to be

would you tell me, you’re to be who

what do i mean, what did i mean

while i was sudden, was i mean?

the wrongful sudden, i mean

keep reading at this screen

the grass on the other side of the road

is prettier and broader, a greener load

is the grass on the side of your road

greener and broader, a prettier load?

if i see you, and you see me

would you tell me about you?

if you see me, and i still see you

do you want to know the depths of me?

 29 August.

fuck you, government!

I'm not a bird

yet I still want to fly free off this bullshit cage

where I live every nanosecond rage

thank you juicemedia for giving me a view

may it be right or not, thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU

Russia's a fucking dictatorship

China's a glorified dictatorship 

IOF just brings hard times, it brings hardship

Netanyahu is made of shit

And he feeds the people shit

And still people think he's the shit?

He's far from that bit 

HAMAS brings antipalestine feelings

War brought antisemitic feelings

And now how to get rid? 

Of this bigger bullshit

from Tokyo to Glasgow 

this is my way of letting it go

Australia and USA, i say

why make a rigged 2 party system?

Iran and India, i say

you're far from being called "okay"

no god chose you

levant, why do you persecute people for who they are?

bi or passing by, gay or lesbian I say 

all are people, just a different way of spending the day

of spending the day

by levant i meant the Middle East

saddening to say the least 

how may we get rid of the poo?

by protesting!

how can we protest if the poo outlaws

the protesting!

making a list of messed up countries

Indonesia you know what you do and did to West Guinea

G7 turns a blind eye to apartheid, you see

North Korea is faking being a fantasy

groups kabalafing like crazy? it's Haiti!

congo, we see you

sudan, we see you

venezuela, we see you

mexico, we see you 

 Written by BluePuffin on August 28 2024.

 In the poem, I heavily criticise various countries, more specifically, their hypocritical governments. For example, North Korea depicts itself as a perfect landscape to be in while its really not for the average North Korean citizen; while most G7 countries (USA, France, Italy, Germany, Canada, UK and Japan) are seen as the ones on the good side, condemning Russia for their acts in Ukraine and actively helping Ukraine, they don't condemn Israel's occupation in the West Bank and Israel's collective punishment of civilians in Gaza, and ONLY condemn Hamas, which is a bi hypocritical, if you ask me. Anything for the money, eh? If I was a president, I'd condemn both Hamas and Israel's actions, like everyone should. "Empathy goes both ways".

 You might need to watch this video, and you may like this video:

 

honest liar 

words flow the air, the hands go

they make despair, free speech though

hate and hate disguised as love

money they have: “not enough”

but when i ask you, take a look around

your answer’s nowhere to be found 

you tell me you’re right, and that i’m a clown

at least i care about whatever’s sewn

you’re an honest liar

a weapon supplier

a “free speech” advocate

cruel as of late

you’re an honest liar

a weapon supplier

a “free speech” advocate

you fish, took the bait

you tell me there’s nothing we can’t debate

apart from some human beings’ fate

didn’t you say that we all bleed red?

then why don’t they deserve bread?

you call me a terrorist while you grow the fear

you dye red the hopes of the future near

and when you tell us that you can’t hear us clear,

we’re here, right here

you’re an honest liar

a weapon supplier

a “free speech” advocate

the apple Eve ate

if you feel like you like the hate,

defect when you debate,

feel confused as of late, 

get YOUR mouth OFF the bait.

 Written August 30. Once again, I criticise. To be more specific, I criticise, to put simple, USA and Germany’s hypocrisy; and people who “took the bait” (biased propaganda). By the way, German police aggressively reacted to some peaceful pro-Palestine protests and arrested protestors. Since when criticising a state’s actions became antisemitism? What is this “freedom of speech”, Germany? :-)

 Poem of the Month Poll

 Here is the poem of the month poll: https://forms.gle/cC473QapvMuSkfbt5

 Conclusion

 I hope you’ve enjoyed today’s entry, mainly criticising countries and their often contradicting actions. 

 

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 Hello, I'm BluePuffin!!

 Today I’m going to share 2 poems I wrote specifically dedicated to someone, an other poem. By the way, I’ve been sending a letter to someone random every day, I even sent one to Billie Eilish! This time, the song recommendations are:

LALALA LA LALALA LA LA PIPIPIP

shitty healthcare testimonial and stuff

 Hello, I'm BluePuffin!!

 I haven’t written much recently, due to my rising hyperfixation on loom bands. I’ll share 2 poems and a more recent short one. This time, the song recommendations are reminiscent of some years ago. Here they are:

let’s enjoy today’s stuff while we can ♡

 Hello, I'm BluePuffin!!

 Today I’m going to share 3 poems I wrote and a site that allows you to help people for free. This time, the song recommendations are:

 Both songs are pretty calm.

 

late summer

the lone sun 

of mid July,

is now gone, son.

if needed, cry.

the hot sun

of new August,

is now here, son.

is that a locust?

the low cost,

of low cost flights,

is still boiling,

and their new lights.

i hate the asian hornet,

they’re so full of hate.

soon the heat will plummet,

hope the hornets have the same fate.

not hornets my mistake,

hope the wasps have that fate.

in my head they’re full of hate,

may be both, may be none, mate 

to those like me, 

as young as phones,

school’s starting soon:

new times, new tones.

 The poem was written by me on August 3rd and the fifth stanza on August 6th.

 I’m not sure if the ones that are aggressive are hornets or wasps. Maybe both?

wanna write letters

though uncommon for teens like me,

i really want to write a letter.

though there is stuff that is way better,

wanna enjoy it before mailing dies, you see.

my mama bought me twelve envelopes,

to fulfill these new wishes, my hopes.

they’re big enough for them to mail,

oh do i love i snail mail.

not free to mail like an e-mail,

not fast arriving like an e-mail,

but knowing that one day it won’t prevail,

i wanna mail letters as much as i can mail.

i don’t know where anyone lives,

i am a walk-a-bit teen.

if you ask someone to tell lies,

they’ll tell you where i’ve never been.

i would single-handedly give a job to all letter carriers,

if stamps were ever free.

i would hire 2 pit bull terriers,

if they’d send all letters to be.

i’m aware it’s not that environmentally friendly,

but i’ll still see it positively.

a letter someone sent me when i was a kid,

is something i will forever keep.

 The poem was written on August 4th by me.

 Recently, I’ve been wanting to write letters. I’ve sent some postcards and a letter to Sanrio, but I’m still waiting to know my friends’ addresses so I can send them letters. Since I’m a “walk-a-bit teen”, I don’t know their addresses. I’ve never been to their house, so I don’t know their addresses. 

 The last 2 verses refer to one of the few letters I received in 4th grade. Though I lost at least one of them, I still have one that I’ll fondly keep. 

bad 2074

the hundred ACs at my house

ain’t enough to handle this heat

was a cat and now i’m a mouse

didn’t know this was a game to beat

books written by Mr. AI

movies made by Ms. AI

who knows if AI wrote or not?

no one checked Mr. Author write

for the students, no workbooks:

they’re all on holographooks.

bye old birds, hi new birds.

should there be some turns?

mailing letter’s obsolete;

blogging, vlogging’s obsolete,

forgotten amidst the wind of time.

what’s a lemon, is it a lime?

the thing that i had to lunch,

tasty, a good thing to munch,

was 3d printed by a 3d printer,

from a self claimed food printer.

salary ten o o o,

rent is only nine o o o,

oh food is nine o o,

i don’t even know, oh

50 for a loaf of prood,

40 for a cup of water,

40 for a bit of food,

inaccurate, doesn’t matter

hope no more kids ever made

the world is just not as great

lafoganofaxistic people

i don’t get it at all

i don’t get it anymore

i do wanna know more

i don’t wanna know more

do i like 2074?

 This poem was written by me on the 6th of August.

 I wrote as if I was in 2074, viewed as a technologically advanced dystopian future. With high inflation, higher costs and salary. AI takes over many aspects of art, with AI and human work being undistinguishable. Old stuff are forgotten and replaced by new stuff, better or not.

 Let’s help people!

 

 I found a site that allows you to help people or the environment for the cheap cost of 0$. Basically, you choose a cause, and by clicking daily, you are donating for the cause. The site is called arab.org. Let’s help someone today! (for reading this section, you get 4 gewblios).

 Conclusion

 I hope you’ve liked this entry. I liked the 2 last poems ‘cause they really do tell me we should enjoy today’s things while they’re here. I made a doodle showing how the pointers don’t wait for us to look at them to turn and that they’ll go anyways… Well, I don’t know. Time goes. Don’t forget to drop a comment!