The towering mountains of menacing fanaticism and
in the midst of the shadows of constant fear,
Desperately, is crawling in search of
The trail of understanding,
That it would lead her onto the valley of God-loving
Where the peoples of the world, respecting the beliefs of
Others, in harmony would live,
Glorifying God’s wisdom which saved them, from falling
Into the ravines of voracious hate where Man's
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 JANUARY 2015
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015
Enemies of the peace
Are not consecrating the life
Tampering with the nature
Crucifying the childhood
On the sidewalks
Burying the chastity
In the brothels
Killing the light
Before coming the dark
Enemies of the peace
Adoring the wars
Kissing the poverty
Dreaming with the famines
Clapping for catastrophes
Enemies of the peace
They want to uproot feelings
To extinguish the flaming longing
In the hearts
And burn the growing yearning
In depths of humans
Enemies of the peace
Robbing the dreams
Jailing the tears
Deforming the colors
Crushing the flowers
Turning off the hope
Enemies of the peace
Not knowing the love
Not appreciating the values
Not believing in the peace .....................
Copyright © Naji Almurisi | Year Posted 2013
What did he mean
when he said
turn the other cheek?
Does it mean
violence isn't the answer
and peace is always the way?
Is it to deny the natural
To challenge the older laws
that have long been ensconced?
Maybe it's a come on
to the ungodly
"Give me what you got
I have no need to be afraid."
Maybe he meant
our bones are fragile
but our hope is not?
It shall never rust nor decay.
Surely a punch in the face
is no threat to one's life.
If a man put a gun to your wife
would you just let her die??
(surely life is precious
but God have mercy
should it come to this)
Should we cast down our weapons,
trade them for pruning hooks?
Is that what Jesus meant?
Or perhaps, maybe,
it begs you to take a deeper look.
and gaze at the wisdom God has sent.
Does it not surely mean that hatred
can't be snuffed out
by more hatred?
There are many trials we go through
but one thing we must know
is that love should always be sacred.
When he stated
Ye are the Light of the World
does that not imply
that the world itself is DARKNESS?
It's a gloomy forbidding place
with many pricks and thorns:
why add to the harshness?
For now it seems
we see through a glass darkly.
Having trouble deciphering
the passages and what they meant.
What about Romans 13
where it says, Execute vengeance
against those who do evil?
To whom is it referring
and to what extent?
Our limited understanding
leaves us grounded.
NOTE: This was written in response (and inspiration) to Liam McDaid's poem titled Thou Shalt Not Kill. It's a very fascinating topic, and one where I don't quite have answers...
Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2014
Why is my skin color different?
Did God make me this way?
When he made me, did he have
intentions on me being a slave?
And I thought we were all brothers,
including all the ones of different colors.
But why are they beating and hurting the others.
Someone save me, I didn't choose this life.
These scars, they've carved me with the sharpest
All I have is my faith.
Because if I'd held on to anything else
it'd be theres to take.
What is it that I ask for?
Equality, I preach.
Something small to you,
but makes a difference
Whipping, spitting, hitting on me.
Raping our women in your wife's sheets.
Taking our children and turning them into workers.
No sense of empathy, grief or composer.
For the brotha' on my left and my sista' on the right,
with the courage that I hold I will continue to fight.
You have taken away my freedom, and most of my life.
But what you have failed to obtain is my state of mind.
Go ahead work my body, and do all that you please.
This is just a shell anyway, it's not coming with me.
You spit, you laugh, thinking you gained the world.
You think you have power because you've raped a young girl.
Stand tall sir with all of that pride.
And go ahead and hold it until the day that you die.
But your day will come when you'll fall to your knees.
Feeling the burn on your body from the whips you've given me.
"The LORD is my shelter,"
I continue to say.
While my soul goes up as God takes me away.
I wish you peace with smile on my face,
knowing that God teaches the fullness of grace.
Copyright © Amber Binford | Year Posted 2014
I am Charlie
Je suis Charlie
I laugh at myself
I laugh at the world
I mock you with love
I love to contemplate
I love for humanity to think
There are no limits to freedom of expression
As long as we have no hate in the heart
Let us mock the universe
In gaiety and laughter
If we learn not to take ourselves too serious
Maybe just maybe
We shall feed a few poor
Maybe an act of kindness
Maybe we shall forgive and open our hearts
Maybe one shall rejoice and clap at a daily good deed given
Maybe our kindness will rank higher than our ideals
Maybe, just maybe, a cartoon can be just that
We all have different views
Our diversity is our beauty
We can each enjoy that which we see as art
We can each ignore, that which pleases not the eye
Free choice is golden
Cold blooded killers
Have no place in our civilization
Whoever kills in the name of the most merciful
Is a fool and an infidel
If Allah was an artist
The infidels would be caricatures on a sketch pad
To be erased from all of humanity
Yes, I am Charlie
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015
Thoughts swirling in my head
Remembering we all bleed red
Life is a tapestry
True happiness a dream
Such a confusing world
Paradise yet to be seen
A country with a dark past
Some hauntings still last
Unwilling to change, planted in lead
Feel it with your heart and head
No crystal ball
No room to fall
Deeper into our subconscious
Life is far too precious
A bitter pill
Such a large hill
Let freedom ring
Let children sing
Saying hell no
Not in our name
This is a political game
Most looking for fame
Dig a grave
Hell, it's a road you paved
Here to make waves
Those who are adverse
Stuck with the curse
Burden on the young
Who is truly free
It will never be you or me
We mourn over the dead
A nation so divided
We are tainted
From birth we are painted
Who are the real heros
We all have blood on our hands
Invisible to most
Only the true can see
Even on our homeland
We have a roll to play
History is witten in stone
Learn from it instead of beating it to the bone
Our futute is only written in clay
All life is valuable
Old school. . New school
It is what's in our hearts
Time to stop tearing one another apart
Just take a stand
Even if you walk alone
Hold your head up high
What is life if you are to afraid to fly?
We all bleed red
Time for a transformation
Get ready to shed
Change doesn't come easy
Fear those with nothing to lose
We all deserve to live as we choose
Get ready because we all have a voice
Step up and make a choice
We condemn those we don't know
Some of us even for show
Confusion runs through me
Unsure of how things should be
My constant idealistic views
Desperately grasping not to become jaded
Dreaming of a utopia
Generations before us
Marching through the gas
Fighting for peace and love
Is the joke on me?
Is there something I can't see?
Scared for our youth
Where are the leaders?
Put personal pride aside
Look in the mirror
It's time to live without fear
Copyright © Raina Makdissy | Year Posted 2014
The volatile excerpt reads “The behead-
ings that were carried out by the Isla-
mic State of Iraq and Syria, the
rage of hate is a control factor for
the power of the leader to be sup-
reme. Is this the measure of mankind?
The rigor-mortis that lay before us
is a terrorist creed dogma time clock.
None the less than government formed through doc-
trine of Qu’ran and Sunni stated to
be the divine order of all the land.
al-Baghdadi caliphate is mercen-
ary to the faith of the Middle East.
The rage of hate must be depleted now."
R oused was the first leader and destroyed.
a l-Baghdadi came on board.
G ruesome guerilla killed woman, man, and child for his caliphate.
E quality must be palpability today.
F ear that is caste by ISIS.
O ften is not considered by the people as a terrorist.
R egards are to the governess.
P opulations are nations
E volved to roam.
A spirations are not known.
C aliphate has formed.
E quity and identity is commercial paper shown.
Penned February 27, 2015!
This poem is a sonnet that is emphasized via an
acrostic for the desired effect on the stated form.
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015
No need for violence or aggression
A passive acceptance of oppression
A powerful tool for social protest
To be peaceful and not violence many will resist
It presumes the intent of social change
Some believe not using belligerence is insane
Nonviolence is a synonym for pacifism
When you hear this word, you associate it with Civil Rights and racism
Nonviolence is not inaction it is the patience to win
You gain a lot of support, love, respect, and friends
See many people do not like change
So many have used diverse methods in their peaceful campaigns
Dr. Martin Luther King seen peace and equality to all races in his dream
Mahatma Gandhi helped India win its independence through bigotry that was extreme
I think that we should inevitably re-shape the social order in a lack of prejudice form
If we constantly use peace, we can weather many of these racial motivated storms
To listen to another's point of view is largely dependent on reciprocity
Not injustice, hate, and apathy
That is what makes me so angry
Remember what Jesus’ says, "love thine enemy”
"Nonviolence means avoiding not only external physical violence but also internal violence of
spirit. You not only refuse to shoot a man, but you refuse to hate him."
Martin Luther King
Treat people as if they were what they ought to be and you help them to become what they
are capable of being.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
An eye for an eye only makes the whole world blind.
Mahatma Mohandas K. Gandhi
Copyright © Jeffrey Lee | Year Posted 2009
After so many countries, now in Syria,
Increasing is the western bacteria,
The bacteria of hypocrisy and lies,
Which is in a dangerous disguise,
Under the banner of help and peace,
They seems like a white fleece,
They do things very secretly,
Pursuing interests very actively,
What they want is just conflicts?
In the entire world's districts,
They like when people kill each other,
Its how indirectly they do smother,
Try to understand that what is a war?
Because it opens up the profits door,
For the imperialists and dictators,
And of course their very own creators,
When imperialists start a war,
They make sure that its paid for,
So they pose to help by selling arms,
As if they are selling them charms,
In return of arms they make money,
So much that its not even funny,
On the other hand people also die,
In the region where they don't comply,
They want the entire world to obey,
Their orders and want them to say okay!
As long as one stays this way,
A nice attitude they will display,
But for instance if one says "NO" to them,
At first they get angry and hem,
And then come bans and sanctions,
Penalties all kinds of aggressions,
And still if they are not successful,
They wage a war to make stressful,
So that's what they did in Syria,
It was their anger and hysteria,
Because they couldn't do anything,
And through a war they wanted to sting,
But they forgot that who they are facing,
And what kind of a enemy they are racing?
They already are, their army, replacing,
And because of defeats they are reducing,
The Takfiri terrorists they brought in,
Are ruthless and not even human,
They are ripping chests of people,
And eating their hearts like animal,
So west and its cruel tactics,
Has nothing to do with the ethics,
So once and for all everyone,
Let's finish savagery which has begun.
All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi
Copyright © Syed Imon Rizvi | Year Posted 2013
The Warrior On Top The Mountain
Swings His Sword Like A Legend
Though I'm Skilled In Combat
Let These Words Teach You A Lesson...
Some Avoid War Because
They Could Lose In The End
I Avoid War Because
What I Will Destroy Just To Win....
It Is Better To Let The Hate Move On
And Let The Love Stand Still
Copyright © Cortez Maurell Lewis | Year Posted 2013
Let there be peace!
the door to co-existence
has not, so many keys
and creating minorities
is definitely conflict's niece.
Let there be peace!
Forgiveness and tolerance
makes all live at ease.
If discrimination is given a chance
hatred, it will lease.
Let there be peace!
why do we allow unnecessary negativities
put us under hot quiz
and unfortunate repercussions,
at us they laugh and tease?
Let there be peace!
If dwelling on differences does not cease
everyone will pay
the huge fees.
Let there be peace!
tasting the bitter fruit of war
even if it is a piece
takes away good conscience.
The plenty suffering it gives
our sense of humanity they seize.
Let there be peace!
Are we lower than the bees;
that we can't fly and create together?
Are we less matured than the geese;
that we cannot sing and dance
by the waters together?
No, we aren't!
Let's live in peace
and act higher up the Animal Kingdom
where we are,
to live void of wars, please......
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2014
I do not know?
Whether you’re Asian or African.
Even if you’re Middle Eastern or
Western. Our action since dawn
has been a disgrace. Still No one
deserves to die since we’re all God
children. Our lives are equally worthy
and home to all is planet earth. Let’s
all unite as human beings to keep humanity
in one piece. No more bombs and tanks as it
makes mankind extinct. No more terror as it
causes bodies to decease. Let’s cease all national
wars for the whole world deserves peace.
Copyright © Haile Tesfaye | Year Posted 2014
What place has gentleness
In a world like this?
What place has innocence?
If you find it don't tell me.
Don't tell anyone
Keep it a secret.
For I live in a world
That only knows violence
And I suspect deep down
This violence infects me too.
Copyright © Dean Marais | Year Posted 2015
The society is broken
With a lot of pain and sadness
Cries of mothers to their children
Can't understand the dynamics of the society
Looking for peace in a torn white flag
Hypocrites leading, yet destroying our hope
We share the same Earth
Though blood spills on it
Rumors of war been heard far and near
Can this continue for long?
Look into the mirror
You'll see our future is broken
Our young children practicing sex
As if its a must to embrace their peers
Look at how life goes on without scolding the wrongs
Abortion the protocol of the day
Lets not live to our consequences
Let the violence seize
It starts with you and me
Lets stop burying in the cemetery
How many more will be sacrificed?
For the worse?
Think about it and speak your mind
No more violence.
Copyright © ENOCK SANG | Year Posted 2015
When wind’s silence
heralds boundless oblivion
and the trembles of cracked earth
raise the dust of tears
dried by the boundless footfalls
of sallow flesh
When a thread of gold
brings unearthly thought
and the misconception
of suns fallen
drives foolish men to their knees
in unending tremors
An army of one
frees the air from his fingertips
and stays not his opal blade
as it bites the rotted gray necks
of kings released from their wrongful bliss
by his trembling palms
An army of one
unconstrained by nature’s volume
freed by the sin of his naivety
yet, bound by earth’s oldest secret
as the scarlet sun weeps
its bloodied tears
An army of one
his cloak worn through
by the acid blood of his deception
and his bones stilled;
the branches of a dying oak
which no longer caress the wind
Copyright © Avery Swarthout | Year Posted 2015
Once upon a nightime grim
all creatures of Earth dreamed
our Mother was not enough for everyone,
This collective nightmare thunderously rolled out
Earth is insufficient for our needs!
We live in Closed Systems of immunity,
heading toward decay!
EarthTribe is not enough to sustain all this life!
I am not enough, yet!
I do not have enough, yet!
When someone grabs from me
they steal from my self-identity!
When someone strikes and hits to hurt,
is mean to those I care about,
I hit back!
with self-righteous flashing anger,
equity and integrity mere feckless values.
They must learn my right
or I may perish from their wrong!
With such dark dreams
our primal twins,
Yang and Yin,
thrashed about in tangled sheets
each unaware of Other's parallel flight
within this blue-black brackish night,
til Yang whacked Yin upside the head
completely unaware of how this would unfold.
So Yin hit back in fright
and soon this ruckus raised a violent alarm
among their household, neighbors, Tribe.
This outrage spread
sweeping across land and oceans
then back again to where it all began
until exhausted and dark bruised
all earthbound life fell down unconscious.
Within this loss of self-defense,
our open-handed peaceful nest,
dawn quietly crept toward abundant light
for all to feel and hear and touch
her sobbing singing warming beauty.
Scent of sun-baked cotton sheets
invites Yin's eyes to uncover sight
of radiant light
abundantly growing nutrient wealth,
a yeasty compost sustaining interweaving life,
incarnating karmic response
to each species' evolving wants
and worthy hope.
As her awareness of Earth's vast creation
lit her eyes of self-discovery
dawn's diastasis filled hearts and minds
of all coincidental early risers.
We woke uncovered to discover immensity of life
and color swarming far beyond our needs,
nutrients absorbed for taste, and touch, and scent, and sound,
and sight, freely accessed to fit each synchronic need,
each longing to belong,
each Self fading into and out of Other,
sufficient place for each species' time and space.
Last night's primal screams of insufficiency replaced
by dawn's ecology of karmic grace.
Yang woke alarmed at loss of cover.
His arms flew out to hide his fall
from dawn's radical gift of generosity
and harmonic praxis.
And, in so doing, he hit Yin's head.
This blow did smart
but seeded tears of redeemer healing.
Yin justly smiled and absorbed around
reminding Yang she is his graceful mentor
interpreting his dreams.
She sang with harmony
swallowing unredeemed dissonance and disease,
hope for suffering and insanity's dark lessons,
dawn's well-lit vocation for us all
softly individuating within Earth's optimizing life,
all brittle boundaries of mutual immunity
relaxing into resonance.
In this Transition Time from dark competing violence,
we remain cooperatively nested within Earth's well-being,
so, dear Yang,
return toward redemptive rest,
regenerating memory seeds,
stringing songs dancing back,
back to stardust's Ecologic Elders.
Fear and violence display synaptically sharp;
competitive "Loser!" economies;
love's just peace remains buoyant, resilient,
cooperation's mutual winner revolution
away from red skies of mourning.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015
So, I guess a 12 year old
American brown male playing by himself
with a toy gun
is outside your boundary
for normal early-adolescent activity.
Well, I can see why you would need
to draw your boundary
for healthy rationality
outside his grassy field of fire-armed play.
I can see why we need to draw this line
of "only predictably domesticated life matters"
the way we do
to look our friends and children in the eyes
"I can accept this loss
as one caused by an unfortunately timed
dual act of wildness;"
but is it not significantly wilder
to fire ballistics at youth
than for youth to fire only ballistic imagination?
I can see that we need to doubt
reasonable risks of public recreation
for some lives
differently than other lives
to gaze into our social-cultural mirror
with both eyes
with fully comprehensive integrity:
"We accept that Black Adolescent Lives Splatter
loss across our leaking shared loves and livelihoods,
thereby wilting our collective mental health,
starving our social wealth for future regeneration,
and yet hope we still dream
of somehow re-transposing,
All Lives Matter
in current US eco-political culture.
Now that is egocentric mendacity;
not even Anthro-centric integrity.
We each and all must hunt our way
toward facing our fear of ourselves
our lack of empathy
our neglectful lack of fully activating functional-flowing information.
Some hunting ways bring further Business As Usual
further failure of polycultural integrity,
further degenerative mono-egocultural stasis.
Some hunting ways promise more co-operative co-arising ballast
for culturally active hope.
It is this ballast we seek
between our self/other-reflecting eyes,
hoping to discover peace within as justice without,
and not more enslaving reductive addiction
to ballistics of overly-automated violence,
full-will without sufficient time to assess full-intent,
responding to fear of fear ourselves,
right between our blindered eyes.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015
Speak gently when you offer criticism,
but don't be so soft as to sacrifice the truth.
Rumi (M. Mafi, trans)
Speak gently when you offer your truth,
when you confront violence and dissonance,
about your own egocentric merits and demerits,
but don't be so soft as to sacrifice your contented confluence,
your exegetical Orthodoxy.
Speak gently, wrestle with and not against,
when you confront dissonant overheated evils,
and remain just flexible enough to foregive
the absence of absolute truth in this HereNow moment,
about our ecocentric merits and demerits
and addiction to love and active peace
Gently root for underdog, understory, parasites
as active self-appointed Hosts sharing Earth's vast Tree of Life.
We each and all play parasite and Host economies,
hunters sometimes hunted,
lovers warm toward becoming Beloved,
hunted sometimes hunters,
fear hunts fear of hunger
thirsts for enough to recontent
polycultural simplicity, just-right enough
in balanced EcoJustice.
We each incarnate both cooperative ecologic
and competitive ego-normic.
We play our strategic games more sustainably
as we comprehend underdog parasites
are also benign Host potential,
both Yin and Yang
within a self-regenerative Tao Community
balancing EarthTribe Ways,
more joyfully greeting, meeting,
and getting through each day.
Hosting optimal regenerative spaces
for ecological cooperative economic choice making
is a wise, and strikingly shamanic, natural systemic vocation.
Eco-facilitation mentors normative logical orthopraxis
with optimizing continuously quality improving performance,
meeting design and Original Positive Teleological Intent.
EcoTherapy mentors slowing down our aspiring Ego heartbeats
while optimally filling our lungs and minds
with each Other,
rather than getting all Yanged up,
with a lot of shallow,
and talking without sufficient feeling,
as the sea through which we all fly together.
Weapons of Evil
as Teachers of Right-brained Good
Of all things, weapons are instruments of evil,
Therefore the polycultural person,
possessed of Tao's (0) Core Logos,
avoids violent tools of anger and enslavement and hate.
Polycultural Communities and Persons
favor scientific logos,
Yang mutually active peace
and care-giving protection within domestic life,
But, within undomesticated infractive occasions
favors Right-brained mythic Yin mutual accommodation,
nurturing non-violent intent and assumptions of equivalent response,
redemptive fore-giveness to meet Challenger half way,
as Other understands their needs at this time.
Predators are weapons of monocultures.
They are not the tools for polycultural sustainability.
When the use of predators cannot be helped,
The best policy is calm restraint,
minimal dissonant response frequencies and functions.
To fore-bare arms evolves proactive peacemaking.
To remain calm revolves maintainable contentment.
Even in victory, there is no boasting,
And who boasts of short-term Win-Lose outcomes
Is one who delights in violence,
unnecessarily lodges, enstates, restates
negative karmic dissonance.
Delight in EcoPathology
cannot achieve diastated EcoJustice power.
Intuited good, true, beauty favors Left-brain reception.
Dissonance, violence, evil favor Right-brain dissonant appositional feeling.
Our Ego stands on the Left's sensory input loop,
Our SuperEco stands in the Right's Elder Memory processor space.
That is to say, Elder Right celebrates Dying-Life Rites of Passage.
Speak gently Left toward Rites Passage
but don't be so Left-brained soft
that EcoJustice cannot find you,
and all EarthTribe
within each HereNow Beloved Community Event.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015
every Love day
What's meant to return
Copyright © Jack Kenny | Year Posted 2009
Your true self is intelligence
and the rest of you, only appearance,
don't lose sight of your true self,
don't waste your time chasing trivial
yet unobtainable goals.
Rumi (M Mafi, trans)
Physical is always special case.
Energy is physical
and always special case.
Information is always special case.
Energy is information:
information is energy co-arising.
Special case is always realized
by its co-gravitational energetic information.
Dimension is unique frequency information.
Time incrementation is special case information.
Concept is general [qualitative function]:
in-formation is quantitative
Buckminster Fuller, 1979, 1075.12, p. 446.
No one of us
and all of us together,
believe in optimal intelligence, information, integrity within
with coincidental absence of any intelligence,
presence among, without,
in Special Case Physical Universe.
Warnings Against the Use of Force
predict Warnings Advocating the Use of Tao-Balance
as active peace natural Special Case information
natural systemic integrity
ionic energy and ergodic reiterate intelligence,
Those investing Tao teleology to help deploy power
within Earth's Tribes and Trees,
Oppose conquest by force of arms,
oppose violence as over-reactive conquest to control behavior,
to generate sustainable compliance.
For violence is wont to rebound.
Where competitors organize, thorns and brambles,
chaotic entropic evils and sins grow their hubris-decadent flowers.
The raising of a great Win-Lose Gaming Strategy
Yin follows with a karmic balance of overly-satiated dearth,
depressing, oppressing, suppressing living dying,
not fully alive Special Case.
Therefore Wisdom, Intelligence, Information, Integrity
effect their harmonic eco-logical purpose,
then stop with Midway Balance.
Special Case Logicians dare not react with power-over reductive arms;
Integrity effects synergetic meaning,
and does not over-knot EcoUnity;
Intelligence effects spacetime general-Commons binomial relationship,
negentropically prime balance is universally implied by double-negative
and by avoiding too labyrinthine esoterics,
Information effects positive meaning, comprehension, co-consciousness,
and bows humbly toward double-binding negentropic Yin
double-negative original intents and coincidental purposes.
Special Case Wisdom affects, effects,
causes, infects regrettably responsive defense,
End of sentence.
Followed by fore-givenness, forebearance,
reconciliation, regeneration of prime confluent relationship
excluding only cognitive dissonance.
Eco-logic grows eco-centered ecojustice
naturally cooperative systems,
so cannot love violence.
For Special Case integrated organic systems climatically age
when over-extended past Primal (0) Tao Balance.
Egocentric EcoPOLYPATHOLOGY deductively-evolves
backward in time toward proactive competitive Win-Lose conquest;
the absolute spectral opposite of non-violent Win-Win orthopraxis,
where "Win" remains constantly drawn across each binomial appositional
EcoPathology evolves violently against Special Case Information
EcoPathologists mentor short-lived evolutionary strings
of dysfunctionally negative competitively hoarding
Left-brain dominant behavior.
If Universal Intelligent Intent is not yet commonplace understanding,
then our cooperative ecotherapeutic practice
cannot yet result in a sustained Beloved Special Case
Our lack of Universal Integrity and Wisdom practice
is our most efficient, tough-love, Teacher
of bicameral Right-Left hemispheric balanced Information Systems.
poorly-sited natural resources,
evolving backward toward spring,
then winter's advent forward
from root toward branch
toward flowering seed
toward prime rootedness again;
discarding pretensions of ego and eco
as not eternally evolving MIDWAY interdependent Integrity,
TrimTab Tipping-Pointed Wu-Wei
Win-Win Tao's Group (0)-soul Theorem.
Prehensile pain and dissonant loss and blindness
all too frequently recited, rehearsed, retold
repeated suffering mini-death crying for new birth
disinvested of misconceptions about thrival of the fitiningest,
positive deviance of Basic Attendance to and with co-mentors.
Wrestling with God,
abundantly yielding great polypathic exercise,
misses opportunities to wrestle with God,
to wrestle with wisdom within ourselves,
to wrestle with each Other,
with cooperative eco-centric Win-Win Original Intent,
to wrestle with God of Universal Wisdom.
Only violent assumptions wrestle against,
while double-negative balancing cooperative
ecosystemic assumptions wrestle with
side-by-side global EarthTribe solidarity,
each challenge shared toward Future's
self-regenerative polyculturally dynamic information.
Physical Universal Wisdom
wrestling with dissonant frequencies
eco-justicing ecotherapy toward optimally responsible balance
and those yinyin harmonic octave functions and frequencies
with prime-fractal forms of time and memory encoded
Transitionally Shifting Regeneration
toward active-peaceful contentment,
a more democratically accessible absence of irrational political confusion,
less suffering short-fall of well-being outcomes thru Universal Intelligence
--Just the Right amount of reconnected pain and ego-loss
for neither Right nor Left of (0) Tao Center
regenerative eco-redemptive birth of EarthTribe
comprehensive multisystemic bi-arising consciousness.
EarthTribe exegetes live Wisdom
and the rest of anthro-centric Us, only appearance.
don't waste time haunted by trivial ego- anthro-centric dissonance
with unsustainable sub-optimizing Win-Lose outcomes.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015
blame, put the blame in perspective
turn the tables a bit
switch seats for a minute
feel the heat on your chest
bullets are flying,
who pulled the trigger??
was race an issue?
what lies are we all buying into...
the media only focuses on "what makes a good story"
there's always a victim,
the truth is never really clear
and usually its a one sided story.. its only one side that we hear
People take to the streets,
and sadly crap hits the fan before they get the facts
who's to blame... who should be held responsible??
death.. destruction.. hatred overflows
As I sit here and watch the news
I pray for humanity all over the world...
I pray for peace..
not just in my home...
I pray for yours
Copyright © ronnie dolph | Year Posted 2014
When the silence of Violence is here; we know that God is near. Everyone’s fear will disappear; When we find the love that God hold’s dear. He touched the world with his heart; Now it’s time for a new start. Let the Silence of violence stand so that we can protect our land. Thank God that we are finally here to share the love that God holds dear. Lets bring back the hope that God believes in the most. With Peace in the world we would all be priceless pearls. Lets love not fight; Lets show our children how God can make everything alright. Love thy neighbor and thy friend, we will all be blessed in thee end. Violence free is what I want the world to be. Violence free will start a New History. If we lead by example our children will be the perfect sample; Of what life could be if our world is Violence Free. So let’s Silence The Violence for a PEACEFUL ENVIROMENT and let’s Silence The Violence for God’s SPIRITUAL GUIDENCE. Bless our City for we need GOD not GUNS. God Bless our City for we have Won. VICTORY OVER VIOLENCE is what I see for a happy and SAFE COMMUNITY.
Copyright © SONYA ARRINGTON | Year Posted 2012
The sound of blasts are heard all over,
The child with his innocent eyes, sees...
The wide range of people massacred,
He wonders, where is the peace...
The child overlooks the broken city,
hoping to catch a single gleam...
An innocent child holding her doll,
Why are they shattering my dream...?
A baby laughs, when the angels sing,
But woe to the Enemies!
This baby cries when its mother is killed,
Why does it have tears instead of smiles..?
Why is there war, when there can be peace,
Why so much hatred , when there can be love?
Why do people kill one another,
When there can fly a peaceful white dove??
Copyright © Afnan Hafiz | Year Posted 2015
String your rifles and turn them to guitars,
O seething lords of the caliphate,
And with the darling doves let your missiles fly
in echelon, leaving dark owls behind.
The lord's children yearn more for music
And pretty sights in the sky!
But look what you serve them: pillage,
bondage, sacrilege, ...
All in the name of Heaven!
Hell's favorite dishes--how well you cook
Your vicious band of soiled souls roam the
sands of Arabia
Weaving a plague of death and anarchy,
And how you delight in it!
Treasures that even vandals spared, you have
Churches, books, monuments, ...
Not one have you skipped in this orgy of terror.
But Heaven in whose name you hurt now grieves;
Her tears well up in the hearts of the virtuous.
Slowly they’ll gather into furious streams
That from breasts weary with pain
Shall erupt and sweep this caliphate to a surly fate.
Copyright © Agona Apell | Year Posted 2015
About a few days ago, to my embarrassment,
I saw two men ill-treating a dog. They beat it until its death!
The men were laughing, having fun.
I was taken aback.
And lost faith in humanity.
Homo Sapiens, meaning Wise Men.
Hah? Wise men?
Man has turned into an inhumane senseless beast.
The world is full of crass materialism.
War bloodshed and terrorism.
A faultless infant,
A starving dotard.
Do these innocents deserve this?
Man has become a cruel, blood sucking leech,
Is this what our culture and religion teach?
Grief, unhappiness and pain has become a common sight,
Small things, big fights.
I am shocked to see the inhumanity of a man towards man,
We talk of wisdom, intelligence.
Where are we? Is this going good?
Where are the senses gone?
The world has turned into a nasty pit.
Lack of morals, Lack of wit!
I feel ashamed,
I feel pity!
And yes? Completely lost faith in humanity.
If this continues
Human species will not last longer.
Just think about it.
Make this world a better place to live in?
Copyright © Kshitija Agrawal | Year Posted 2015
My vented heart speaks to you today,
Help me forget the terrible bygones;
The misfortunes of a young girl,
The pain that she felt
In the coercion of another’s body’s act,
Her screams that were wasted
In crying out for help,
The violent hunger that unleashed
Itself on her naïve innocence.
The animals that bit her all over,
Left her abandoned in a place where
No one could find her.
The night soon followed her,
It was darkness that embraced her
She lay in her last breadths of the hour,
When she felt lighter than before,
Released from the burdens of her karma.
And suddenly all blacked out,
In a split second she was gone, and
Peace is all she felt.
Copyright © Ankita Dhawan | Year Posted 2013
People sharing life together
Every country, every land
All of us are in this together
Created for goodness and love
Every life is precious
Only fear can cause this kind of evil
Nothing good comes from suffering on this scale
Every person: man, woman, and child
All through the wide world should be able to
Remember a time without violence or pain
Truly knowing what it means to be safe
Heaven knows it is long overdue.
Copyright © Michael Campbell | Year Posted 2015
An omnipotent'd been ideated by militant clan,
Aeons tell how it put them through a social pace.
To set up abode or to relate races with astute plan,
God had its genesis;women-men needed it to seek solace.
As fact a woman conceives, is manifest
Man couldn't conceive of anything but God for law and lex.
Dyed-in-the-wool,they kept bending head for mending mind lest
They vex orders of war, worship and women for sex.
But missile killed gravid woman with faded hue,
Her baby survived in placenta of its mom of Gaza:
A whole race, policies, religion; yet nothing to rue,
As if all were busy computing to bring future bonanza.
No more sacred are our Temple and Church or Mosque and tomb.
Truth says:fetus Jesus'd been bestowed on Mary's womb!
Copyright © PRITHWISH MUKHERJEE | Year Posted 2014
I do not know?
Their violence, can only be condemned
Their fires, can never be extinguished
For their bullets, and detonations
Can never be undone
As living is not an option, for the lifeless
Their contemptuous acts against humanity
Cannot be denied
For the tears they have claimed, keep flowing
Promising no dryness, until peace prevails
And weapons, are lost
Reasons, bear no importance
Murder, can only be condoned by few
For bloodied portraits, agonize most
As often innocent souls, wishing to turn back time
Shadow the background of each
The growth of the cynic, only thrives
As compassion, evades his heart
His faith in mankind, is long lost
Though a cynic, I am not
My heart only throbs
As the city of love, is wounded by hate...
Copyright © Keshan Govender | Year Posted 2015
The Dark Obsession - for contest
Horrendous thunderstorm of explosions
Dark clouds of the noxious obsessions....,
that we have more weapons; we fight for a cause
Malefic causes so senseless and baseless...
But paradox is, it appears noble for the offenders
Large-scale indoctrination of the young minds
for violence and ruthless destruction
Obsession of supremacy so dreadfully corrosive
Mad spree to hoard guns and WMDs,
Innocents or criminals, men or animals,
shudder with fear all that has life!
Collossal apocalypse of terror-waves ...
Atrocious erosion of moral and social fabric
Grotesque grimace at the principle of
universal brotherhood that underlies all our
Oppressed n' suppressed are the weak n' unequipped
Belligerent, pugnacious mindset mobilisation to bring
vitriolic ripping n' decaying of global peace
Peaceful waters turned filthy black with terror,
boils in the furnace to give to the globe a
shower of hot flowing blood!
Amicable contemplation to assassin this obsession
would bring no wars, no terrorism but peace!
Sustainable peace assured for the eternity!
© Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015
WMD- Weapons of Mass Destruction
For contest: The tragedy of black
sponsored by: Bev Smith
Submitted by: Anulaxmi Nayak
Written on: 18th August 2015
Copyright © Anulaxmi Nayak | Year Posted 2015