Post 2 today @ 2:45 pm CST - 'Misinterpreting pirated writings'

I picked up a couple of clues that my work was stolen again from my home laptop.   I had several works in progress on my laptop, and Ive picked up a couple clues they have been pirated (yet again) by those who break into my home constantly.

The first clue - was when my friend Tim and I were out on Saturday night.  I asked a woman what she thought of the 80s cover band (who looked pretty sad in their costumes but sounded pretty good at times).   She responded by "Do I look like I'm hating living."   The next clue came last night watching political shows and there was a comment about "I just wonder where the bodies are buried." 

So I looked over my works in progress - and - low and behold - I found one that fit the rhetoric - as usual.  

As Ive stated many times, when I have not put a poem out - it is not finished.   It takes time to put together a poem - and I've had to adjust now - to people wanting to read murder or terrorism into my poems.   Im not going to stop writing poetry because a sabotage network wants to frame me -

as a murderer or a terrorist or a rapist or a drug dealer or a drug user or a gambler or a poacher or a crossdresser or someone who wants to be a female or have sex with males or someone who has sex with animals or a molester or a burgler who steals cars and everything else or a computer hacker or an international gang member.

Oh, and I do not believe in aliens have influenced human development.   I put 'alien' in this poem to signify that I feel people have become so crazy with social media mega-gossip that they are like aliens - crazed and will believe anything, laughing like hyenas with their heads buried like ostriches.

Here is the poem in its finished form - with notes as to what was meant by anything that could be misconstrued - for those who are not accustomed to reading poetry.

'Birds probably mourn'

written 5/23/16

I hate what life on Earth has become.

Its no secret.   The
social media networks

are so far away from nature -

the harmonious aspect of it - that aliens

would not be so big a discovery anymore.

This is not my time.

For all my rage against it*, Dylan Thomas,

other lives are ending,

orhave ended, in bad ways.

This is nature too,

as birds face it every day,

starvation, slaughter,

heads turning quickly at the feeders.

Aren't we supposed to be better ?

We find birds'humble bodies

laying in random grass patches.  A home,

nowhere to be found. 

Mourners ?  No.

This is nature. 
Elephants may mourn, prairie dogs,

but birds ?  If they
do, its remotely done.  

But it is likely.

*'it' , in this case, means the secret networks which
target, sabotage, slander, frame and kill people. 

Like I feel they have killed Whitney Houston,

her daughter, Prince, Paul Walker, Robin Williams,

many other Christians, and are sabotaging the lives

of people across the world.