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Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found


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The little soldier boy

His daddy is fighting in Iraq.
His mommy is fighting tears.
His brother is fighting death.
He is fighting his desolation and fears.

Friends are but a dream
and companions are an illusion.
School is a concentration camp,
but he stands, though alone, in the midst of confusion.

His training school is loneliness.
His milestones are fears, thrust in lies.
His only weapon is faith
and his bullets are soft "hallelujah" cries.

Strength left his fragile body
and he lost the fight in life so coy,
yet on his knees he conquered agony
and I call him the little soldier boy.


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THE MIST OF WAR

I got your sweet perfumed letter
So good to hear you're missing me
Trace your words with my finger
Your note is such Heaven to me

Bombs bursting in the background
There's ash on all the leaves of trees
So many cry out in desperation 
The mist of war is such Hell to me

Your lip print on my war letter
Girl, you know it's still a perfect fit
When I read you're home waiting
I find the courage to never quit

I see you've been busy with ribbons
One on Oak for everyday I've been gone
And my heart melts a thousand times
When I read your romantic song

Now it says right here, "to get home"
I guess you're giving orders now
Oh, we could use you in this Army
When my buddies saw ya they'd say "WOW!"

Your letter ends with smudged lines
Misty tears must have rained down
But I know every thought your thinking
Even from this miserable battleground

Girl, I'm going to follow your orders
I'll fight and return safely home
Until then how about another war letter
When they are in my pockets..
I'm never alone

Your perfumed letters are in my pockets
Here with me, I'm never alone
In the mist of war.. I'm never alone!

*The poem is the husband-warrior's thoughts as he reads and experiences the 
letter in the mist of war.  "Oak" is what they call their big oak 
tree in the front yard.  

Sponsor: gautami phookan
Contest: Sketch A Character



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The Black Dragon

So arid this desert....

   where the tumbleweeds blow,

   and the snake makes his nest;

   not a dry deed could wet the lips of desire,

   and raise from dead things ---- life 

   with war and antiquity ----


The mummy cannot speak....

   but mumbles evil ----

   'Gold! Gold!'  

   ....'til it runs out.....


The 'long' arms of the law

   haven't even banged upon the devil's front gate;

   the 'laissez-faire' ----


Though the bombs drop like tear(drops)

   in the darkest corners of the world,

   to picnic on the first day of war,

   and gorge upon peace.....


Little Illuminati generals.....

   pawns for the great hog upon his throne;

   who has waged death upon the whole world,

   .....shadows deep (with sable scale)

   black dragon keeps his poised tail

   to crush the school of man;


To reverse the footprints of Christ,

   and the wisdom of Buddha,

   and the glorious faith of Mohamed ----


The churches are failing fast for the 'written' word,

   and not the fire in the heart;

   where God forged wisdom to all men,


And not the scroll which does not breathe,

   cannot see,

   cannot stop the bombs from dropping.....


For how can all the world preach peace ---- 

   with a pistol 'neath its thickest pillow?


Love has no cause to be afraid,

   to mistrust like a nervous wind,

   and blow accusations where it may..... 


What cannot be harmed has no need to attack,

   but sits upon the lap of faith,

   assured in its security ----


To build evolution on the lips of children,

   for their minds see wonder in God's creations

   and hope in the growing, 

   with little flowers in their soft thoughts.....

   and new whims in innocent joy;


We have learned to love what we once could not,

   ' White Swan Black Swan, ' clemency ----

   Equality.... but a nudge she claims the throne,

   a Queen most fair to sting the dark dragon eyes,


Where eternity shall not echo his name

   nor (all) the children tend his darkling tomb,

   for he peered too long into the eyes of the abyss,

   with one eye open.....


Sleep dragon! Sleep!

   death is upon thee like the night in thy armor!

   slip into the caverns of the deep,

   and be no more.....


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Tin Can Sailors

The mighty 3rd to the north did steam,
Chasing a ghost not to be seen

Guard the landing your task assigned,
Quiet the day is to be benign

At dawn the Imperial fleet does appear,
Surprise complete, ranging fire splashes near

Outnumbered and out gunned, duty is clear,
Close the range you must in spite of your fear

Laying smoke, a jagged course you take,
An account of yourselves you will make

Steel your heart and make sure your eye,
For each salvo keeps you alive

Toe-to-toe the battle, you exchange mighty blows,
Triumph impossible, yet into the fray you all go

In perfect rhythm, the mad dance goes on,
As smoke filled gunhouse loads powder and shot

Decks strewn with the dead and dying, 
Teams repair to keep the ensign flying

Struck and struck again, yet to point blank you steam, 
Hard to port, you cross the “T”

“All guns to fire at the turn, torpedoes away!”
The enemy scatters in disarray

Too late, mortal blows you take
To the deep, no more your enemy to rake

One final salute their captain does render,
For you fought to the death and did not surrender

On this all men do still agree,
These were the finest two hours of Taffy 3

*****************************************
On October 25th, 1944, 3 destroyers and 4 destroyer escorts of Task Force 
Taffy 3 engaged a combined force of Imperial Japanese Navy battleships and 
cruisers in a 2 hour running gun battle to protect the escort carriers and troop 
transports taking part in the Leyte Gulf landings in the Philippines. Two of the 
three destroyers and one of the escorts were sunk while sinking three 
Japanese heavy cruisers and damaged three more. Due to the fierceness of 
the attack, the Japanese fleet retired from the area thinking they had been 
attacked by a much larger force. At the outset of the battle, the commanding 
officers of these 7 ships, without orders, individually decided to attack and 
headed at flank speed to the fight all knowing they would most likely not 
survive the day. Almost 1600 did not. In a final act of respect, the commander 
of one Japanese cruiser saluted the crew of an American ship that had just 
sunk as his ship passed them floating in the water.


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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


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An Epic Battle With A Simple Question

A beautiful heart pines from afar. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! Celestial winged heart beats faster, Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. Embarking from sun brewed and moonshine skies Two alien races, in war, collide. Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. All brothers' swords raise, marching with pride. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Two alien races, in war, collide. The angered clouds rain blood from the sky. A new path finally found. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Brothers' swords low now to the ground. A beautiful heart pines from afar. A new path finally found. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! In universe Out bound energy Where are we when we die?


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Today Is A Good Day To Die

"O-ka-hey!", the Sioux warrior's cry,
"Today is a good day to die!"

Tribal drums beat along banks of the river,
White mists drift upon the turquoise-blue,
They take their aim with bow and quiver,
Ready to fight for a purpose, free and true.

"O-ka-hey!", the Sioux warrior's cry,
"Today is a good day to die!"

Into the heart of battle they will ride,
Mounted upon a fearless palomino horse,
Lead by their ancient spirit guide,
He courageously braves his course.

"O-ka-hey!", the Sioux warrior's cry,
"Today is a good day to die!"

Blood-stained fields of dry autumn maize,
Was predicted by spirit guides to happen soon,
A golden sun rises in the morning haze,
And sets on darker days of many moon.

"O-ka-hey!", the Sioux warrior's cry,
"Today is a good day to die!"





Written for Shanity Rain's contest - "Native American People"

Note: "maize" is a Native-American word which means "corn".
"O-ka-hey" was a battle cry from the Sioux Indians, 
it meant "today is a good day to die"
I am not sure of the spelling of this phrase.
If anyone knows the correct spelling, I would greatly appreciate the help.


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down here in the trenches

Down Here in the Trenches

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“In 1971, President Nixon, loosing (sic) the war in Vietnam, declared war on cancer…”
M. Bower & J Waxman 2006
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Down here in the trenches
Where cancer frames the view
The unfortunate afflicted
Gather side by side
United in their private battle

With futures fallen like rain drops
Forming puddles at their feet
They are stripped of their very selves
Decimated by the disease 
And how we treat

For in the depths of these trenches
Cells die in their beds
As the devastated sufferers
Make alliances as dangerous
As their cancerous threats

They fight with science 
Stainless steel
Radiation
And chemistry

They fight with their bodies
Hair loss
Steroidal appetites
And minimal immunity

They fight with determination
Vomiting
Diarrhoea
And dignity

For here on the front line
The brave make a stand 
Flanked by a company
Of family and friends
They scheme and form plans

Amid booms of laughter
The rat tat tat of many voices
Advice is given to recent strangers
On all topics from head wear 
To garden maintenance

Out here at the front
Of the war for humanity
Fighting for the ultimate prize
To eradicate cancer from their lives
The courageous level their sights 
On the enemy

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I have entered this in Poet Destroyer A's "Pinktober" comp. What a great cause!!


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Song of a Warrior's Bride

Song of a Warrior’s Bride

He counts on me for beauty:
His eyes blurred by bloody spurts of war,
Scarred by deadly blasts of bone
And tissue, his vision marred
By chunks of men that shook him down
Into the oozing mud of sorrow,
And unscrewed the sockets of his soul, 
Blasting windows that once shone luminous,
Into dark pools of madness, mocking 
The watch he had to keep that night. 
 
He stopped his ears against
The final cries of men turned babes,
Moaning for mama or a medic,
Gasping for a hand upon their head,
As prayers and curses were sucked
From bodies by the piercing blows
Of guns, while rockets puked
Hellish flames that blotted 
Out the stars, until darkness
Swelled into a symphony of pain,
And his heart choked with agonies 
He could not stop to heal.

I have learned to fasten his gaze
With the soft gauze of understanding, 
A fabric thrown across the room,
Rich with memories between us,
Like rose petals sweetening the air.
I can still delight his eyes and lure him
From the tangled jungle pits he digs
And show him patterns of new mercies,
That reveals the hidden weaver of our days,
The keeper of our steps upon this turf					
Of life, turned gentler now.

I drape and wrap, twist and thread
My warless arms around him,
Still fingering the loom of prayer.
Murmuring vows over his embattled brow,
I draw him underneath our tent, pitched 
In the heat of hard fought love.


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Remember the Alamo

The Texans weren't supposed to be
 Holding the old mission.
Sam Houston sent Jim Bowie there.
 Said he had a vision.

Bowie wanted to save the fort.
 So did Colonel Travis.
They say when Santa Anna came
 Carnage there was massive.

Two hundred men would die that day.
 One was Davey Crockett.
He couldn't save the Alamo.
 Too few men to stop it.

Santa Anna won the battle,
 Taking back the city.
He killed each and every soldier.
 Showing them no pity.

Santa Anna was defeated
 Outside San Jacento.
The Texans bore the battle cry,
 Remember Alamo!

1/15/2013
RAY


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The 'Undred an' Fifth

The 'Undred an' Fifth is the greatest o' Britain,
They charge like the Royal Marines;
They'll shatter the shock, and they'll 'old like a rock,
On nothin' but pork leg an' beans.

They march by the mile, an' they step 'er in style;
At 'ome by the land 'r the sea.
They'll fight like a lion, an' die for the tryin',
For nothin' save crackers an' tea.

Aye! the 'Undred an' Fifth is the best in the land;
They 'ave trampled the gates o' Chardaux.
Brave for the fight, they 'll sail to the sand,
An' they'll march till they meet wi' the foe!

The 'Undred an' Fifth, yes the best o' the best;
They 'ud conquer the ends o' the world.
Not taking a rest, they are game for the test,
Till the Jack o' the Brits is unfurled.

The 'Undred an' Fifth is the greatest forever;
They'll cross any line in the sand.
When others 'ave failed, an' the reg'lars 'ave bailed,
Then the Fifth o' the 'Undreds 'll stand!

They stand in a rank, an' they march in a file,
They 'ark to an ol' rusty sot:
They serve for the Queen, as they camp o'er the mile;
They're the greatest that Britain 'as got! 

~ Inspired by Kipling's "Soldier an' Sailor Too".
~ See About Poem for more.


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Death of a Knight

Blood surges through the deep gash in his armor
while the brave knight writhes in pain and cries in anguish.

The battle is over now and the knight drops hard to the ground
knowing that his life force is ebbing and his strength is waning.

With the battle finished the knight begins his final fight
with Death in his inevitable glory and result.

The knight’s blood now slows to a quiet trickle like blood tears
while key moments in his life flash before him lightening quick.

The knight finds his comfort in love of family and country;
this is a moment of solace as his body tightens in Death’s grip.

His blood now seeps into the ground itself and his breathing grows shallow,
and twilight moves to darkness in the knight’s final conscious thought.

The knight murmurs:  fighting, war, and duty to my king have been my life,
but now I must take leave of this mortal coil.

With that Death takes the Knight’s mortal body and the hand of God carries
his heavenly soul to everlasting eternity. 


Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (September 9, 2014) (Distich or Unrhymed Couplet)


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our boys

They fought for a country, they fought for peace
But in 2012 the gunfire still does not cease
Being no more than a young lad
To sign up to fight they did so and was glad
No fear of what may come, no fear of the unknown
But some feared that dreaded knock at home
They  put down their life, a battle they had to endure
They gave their life for me when they went to war
No time to be selfish for a task was at hand
They done their best to defend our land
I don't think I could be as brave as they are
They took up the role, not for the pound, cent or dollar
For queen and country, for the sake of mankind
They said goodbye to their loved ones and left them behind
All we have now are poppies and many unmarked graves
Many are the names and many have been saved
Who knows what would be if they didn't take up the fight
Yet still in Iran there's gunfire at night
A war is ongoing and will it ever end
How many more troops are we going to send
We have some of our 'boys' who think they are men
But to fight for their country they'd think again
I cannot repay you for your act of kindness shown
Goodnight, God bless until you return home


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Blood Spilled

I was born in a life unlike yours;
We have struggled in all the years.
We knocked endlessly but all the doors
Have been closed 'coz of the numerous wars.

I could never forget all the cries,
Tears streaming from everyone's eyes
As their loved one dies;
One by one came in their demise.

It was too painful to see
As everyone attempted to flee.
Amidst the battle to be free,
You can hear sickening cries of plea.

Blood from the dead spilled on the ground.
In endless anger we all drowned.
Our minds are nothing more if not unsound
After the bloody battle, silence was profound.

Now the blinding war has ended
Was this how what we all intended?
All hopes now had been expended
Lives taken and ruined how can be  amended?


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Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom

(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom:



Solomon Mahlangu was trained as an MK soldier with a view to later rejoining the struggle in the country.


He left South Africa after the Soweto Uprising of 1976 when he was 19 years old, and was later chosen to be part of an elite force to return to South Africa to carry out a mission commemorating the June 16th 1976 Soweto student uprising.


After entering South Africa through Swaziland and meeting his fellow comrades in Duduza, on the East Rand (east of Johannesburg), they were accosted by the police in Goch Street in Johannesburg.


In the ensuing gun battle two civilians were killed and two were injured, and Mahlangu and Motloung were captured while acting as decoys so that the other comrade could go and report to the MK leadership.


Motloung was brutally assaulted by the police to a point that he suffered brain damage and was unfit to stand trial, resulting in Mahlangu facing trial alone.


He was charged with two counts of murder and several charges under the Terrorism Act, to which he pleaded not guilty.


Though the judge accepted that Motloung was responsible for the killings, common purpose was argued and Mahlangu was found guilty on two counts of murder and other charges under the Terrorism Act.


On 15 June 1978 Solomon Mahlangu was refused leave to appeal his sentence by the Rand Supreme Court, and on 24 July 1978 he was refused again in the Bloemfontein Appeal Court.


Although various governments, the United Nations, International Organizations, groups and prominent individuals attempted to intercede on his behalf, Mahlangu awaited his execution in Pretoria Central Prison, and was hanged on 6 April 1979.


His hanging provoked international protest and condemnation of South Africa and Apartheid.


In fear of crowd reaction at the funeral the police decided to bury Mahlangu in Atteridgeville in Pretoria.


On 6 April 1993 he was re-interred at the Mamelodi Cemetery, where a plaque states his last words:


‘My blood will nourish the tree that will bear the fruits of freedom.

Tell my people that I love them.

They must continue the fight.’



Mahlangu died for a cause!



Salute!



The Struggle Continues…




(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)


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Sixty Seconds

I take a deep breath and count to ten,
no fifteen ,
because every fifteen seconds I’m missing you.
And these jail cell walls that define us,
these jail cell walls that divide us,
these jail cell walls that confine us,
only makes me miss you more.
Because the only embrace is between steel bars
that contort us
distort us
support us through court – us.
And your just miles away 
but these miles seem like a millennium
and I can only speak to you through letters,
but there is no reply.
I feel like I’m on a one way road
swimming leagues only to find myself drowning in a desert.
Drunk off the memories,
drunk off every syllable I write
pretending that our conversations are real, on a two way road instead of one.
I miss you.
I miss our long talks on the smoking porch,
chaining long white cigarettes,
tarring our lungs like it’s something beautiful.
You are beautiful to me
in all of your queerness
in all of your scars
in all of your mistakes-
so beautiful.
These jail cell walls that define us,
these jail cell walls that divide us,
these jail cell walls that confine us,
only makes me miss you more.
I take a deep breath and count to fifteen,
no twenty,
because there are twenty cigarettes in a pack,
and twenty more days until I see you,
and twenty more times I must wake up,
knowing that your spine is broken in two,
knowing that your hipbones are bruised,
knowing that we’ve got nothing to lose.
Let’s move.
Move away from all this misery,
from all this catastrophe,
from all these pleas-
Please come back to me.
Come back to the times of freedom,
falling through the cracks of judgment
and **** all those who think it’s wrong to be gay.
Let’s be gay.
Let’s be blissful once again.
Come back to us,
through the steel bars,
through the jail walls,
through the time of captivity,
Come back to me.
And I’ll take a deep breath and count to ten,
No twenty,
No thirty,
No sixty,
because each minute that ticks on by
I am missing you.


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Love is a Sacrifice

You have my soul, but you have your fate Whatever your words, I’m willing to take You have my word; I’ll give you my breath It’s like a chain that would never be break You are my love with all my heart, I’ll fight for you with all my might. And in the way, you admire your goals, You hold my hands, but not so close. As you go to your chosen path, I’ll accept the fact that we will be apart. In the dark side, I leave behind Within my faith, that you’ll arise Please don’t look back, coz I’m fighting still I’m hurting so much! Don’t want to have you near I accept my fate for what it does, I’m bleeding so much, do you know for whom it was? You reach your goals, as you want to have, Would you remind the man that gave what he had? As you reach the stars, and be the one Be a sun that shines its own. After the rain, the rainbow comes, Like dark in the moon, when the light flash A glimpse from you at least a short For then I knew my pain is worth.


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Nothing to lose

Broken, Cold, Empty, Devoid of hope
These are the forgotten generation
These are the few who stood up
The young that fell for such a cause

Lost, scarred, unremembered,
These boys sent with hope of glory
Learn instead what it costs
To die a nameless death

Over they go with nothing to lose
Over they fall with nothing to lose
Over they die with nothing to lose


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leaving August

        Leaving the last days of August
          memories of the sea waves crashing 
        Tides that leave shells broken to find ~
        
        picnic memories ~
                      fireworks night 
                             Birthday cakes sparkle ~

    sunburns under a sage kissed dessert Moonlight 
         The Summer reminds us of happier days
             scents of coconut oil and lime 
        
            reminds us all of what is yet to come ~
              
              The rain comes down hard
          crying for all souls lost and left behind

             The birds fly in perfect form 
           reminding all of the September storm 
             
           begging for history not to repeat ~
 
                 ~   In war 
                        no wins 
                            only defeat ~
 
            two beams of light straight to the Heavens   
                stay through the whole month of September
                   they remind us to listen silently we stand still 
          
          For the city lives and breaths left with loss 
                    many questions unanswered remain ~
                  
               Leaving behind August
                    entering Septembers fears ~
               
                          
                             



 I love this poem because it reflects on the past and the coming month in remembrance of history that took place September 11th 2001. In a way it is a oxymoron . from passionate summer nights to the fear embraced in the month coming :)

                    



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LET US ALL SAVE PEACE

I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and let us all save peace

Philippines is wanting peace
For Sulu Archipelago is its part to ease
Sulu Royal Army chose to enter because of peace
They call homeland in the book pages 
They decide to stay and die never ended
Many see this is not a good choice
But for them this is a pride to hold and take
Come and let us all save peace

For Malaysia also has to protect its state
Its sovereignty whether lives at stake
It has chosen the space to negotiate
And has given the time to withdraw in peace 
But the “intruders” is hard to take the leave
Come and let us all save peace

Many children cried
Much wives shed tears
Every Mothers weep
Their love ones died but with pride
Our prayers to put ahead their faith
Come and let us all save peace

The eyes of the world where are you?
The humanitarian aid you have to do
Don’t you see the lives are here waiting?
The civilians need your helping
Do not wait until the time lapse to nothing
Come and let us all save peace and do something.

Come and let us all save peace
Take part and let us all save peace
Pray and let us all save peace
Where are you peace activists?
Come and let us all save peace
Let us all save peace!




This is the day that Malaysian Forces conducted “Ops Sulu” to drive the group from Sulu that recently entered Tandu’, Lahad Datu, Sabah. 12:41PM, 5th March 2013, Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia. 

Please Print and Distribute to Save Peace. Thank you
Get the copy here: http://www.academia.edu/2904281/LET_US_ALL_SAVE_PEACE


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Wounded Warrior's

They were young...so very strong...
Off to war, for which some longed!
They didn't know, what they would see..
They'd be fighting memorie's...
Wanting only...to be free!
So often alone, on cold, dark night's,
Re-living the horror...Re-living the fight's!
While those at home,who wait for their men...
Not really knowing...
Those whom they loved, could never be as before, again!
They finally return...,
Only wanting to hide...,
From terror they've known...,
From wound's...deep inside!
In trying to cope...some turn to dope...
Many more will lose, by turning to booze!
In reaching a bottom, some look to above...,
By turning to other's, sharing real love!
Healing may come, as they work through their pain..,
By lancing their wound's...
A new life they gain!
America...be caring...for all those YOU sent...,
Show us...Compassion...,
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Details | Free verse | |

If Old Men Fought

An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war

A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying

Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn

A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition

As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed

The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late

Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right

Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right

Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight


Details | Ballad | |

NO MAN STANDS ALONE - The Ballad of Barney Ross

CHORUS
No man stands alone
in the street, the ring or the combat zone
some lay in the gutter
some sit on a throne
but no man stands alone

At the age of fourteen 
he had a dream
to become a rabbi 
Chicago 1924
then his dad was killed by men
who tried to rob the family store
his brothers and sisters were sent away
to an orphanage where they would stay
and though his faith was blown away
he vowed to bring them home someday

To God and man revenge he swore
he walked with gamblers, 
hoods and whores
he fit right in 
then on a whim
he walked into a boxing gym
he fought Canzoneri in ‘33
for the lightweight title victory
he made up with God 
and finally
he could reclaim his family

Those McLarnon fights 
were the stuff of lore
the only man 
to ever put him on the floor
he won two out of three, 
then in the Armstrong bout
he nearly died 
but was never knocked out
then in 1941
the Japanese pulled a sneaky one
so he joined the marines 
and he got a gun
and he sailed into the rising sun

On Guadalcanal, 
he fought so brave
overmatched like old King Dave
he put twenty attackers 
in an early grave
for the one marine 
whose life he saved
in a hospital bed 
for months and days
they kept him in a morphine haze
then sent him home 
strung out and beat
to the pushers on the mean, mean street

Hollywood was very keen
to put his story on the silver screen
but they focused on the drug abuse
he tried to sue 
but what’s the use?
Barney Ross was brave and strong
they couldn’t keep him down for long
his rabbi said that he must try
to be a model Jew in the public eye

but from the public eye he slipped
like a phantom radar blip
they say he hunted Nazi criminals
and he ran some guns to Israel

Barney Ross was brave and strong
I thought that he deserved a song
he did some bad
he did some good
and he saved the world
the best he could


Details | Ballad | |

STOP THE WAR

Today I am crying
I am crying that my brothers are fighting
The fighting started from historical claim
The claim that never any sides to give in
Today my tears fell to my bosom
I am anxious to what happen

Why never the peace is reign?
Why war shall be the end?
Why the people love to kill?
Why there is no way to end without blood spill?

I am not superman to stop the falling tears
I wanted to embrace my brothers to say please stop!
Please stop the war that spills blood.
I wanted to cry out loud but my sober is louder

Please end the war 
Stop and give ending
There would be no winner fighting between brothers
The only winner in war is “loser” for fighting with brothers
Please...
Please...
Please...
There must be other ways - to the end the bloodshed!
Please 
Please 
Please
Please stop it, stop the war!!!
Stop the war!
Stop the fighting!
Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Stoppppppppppppppppppp the War!!!!!
Where are you UNNNNNNNNN?





Sunday, 3rd March 2013
Sunthecan

A poem for the current skirmish in Lahad Datu and Semporna
Sabah, Malaysia. Let us all pray for PEACE! 



Details | Rhyme | |

Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The number the brand

When I met her , a very old lady she was , yet inside lay a frightened child .
I felt my heart cry , I felt as if I was touching history itself , as I made this older lady, child,  chai .

I remember the day , and so many tears I have cried
I have cried before she and I met 
As a child , so many tears, left confused inside .

Not understanding Why , and how could we stand by and live our lives as if this never happened ?

It happened , we are left in dismay of the movies seen the accounts taken of History 
My self ..I have caught stereotyping the very people whom did this to she , the rest of her Family erased .


The white candles we light , we try and forgive , or just simply block this pain out completely.

It occurs , over and over , as it has been said History will repeat .
When thinking of my children , when I think of that little girl losing ,  cold and scarred , feeling only defeat .

There is a lesson here and I pray , that all whom have been taken from life , have no pain and are gifted spirits throughout eternity . May they be warmed with love,  and reunited with the ones they lost .

The first time I met her , her old hand I took and warmed it with mine , I held it for a long time . 
You could not,  but notice ..the Evil imprinted on skin , the Evil only to remind.
This very old Soul , in her eyes you could see . 
The child that once lived , so innocently free, not aware yet,  of the Hostility .

I speak of a Little girl, I speak of a old woman , I speak of a Jewish,  chosen Religion.

There as I held her frail , old hand  , a brand , a number stamped in Evil a long time ago .   In 1945  , once in our distant, yet Frightening  past . 

We should never forget , never forget it happened , never forget all the names .
If we do , we have learned nothing , A World living in Shame .
                                " Etta Babooshka Kofman  "


Details | Couplet | |

What Do I Know About Being German

Born American, sixth generation of great-grands all German,
not much liking sausage or sauerkraut, English speaking all the way,

except the Germany of my ancestry was fought over and broken
so I’m a bit of France, Germany, Poland, Hungary all the Holy

Roman empire, dissolved down, fought over, egotized, horrified 
and remade Into some new state where English is as common as German.

We share a love of flowers in the face of cold and rain, I drink less beer
and wine, meet up somewhere, anywhere around the world on a beach.

From my parents and grandparents, I know to serve up too much food
seven sweets, seven sours and drink and whirl the night away to a band.

Hardworking sorts, unafraid of a little dirt, loving dirt, the turnover
and young sprout brought to fruit, wearing overalls and then washing up.

To sit before a pressed linen table cloth, served up on the finest china,
the cha in my father’s name, the uff da, and other exclamations.

The morning rosaries, the blessed churches where we give thanks for all good
and the setting aside of pride while we work together to make our food.

Sure there are aprons for cooking. Shorts for summertime. A dive into any pool.
What do I know of being German, not much, it's just somewhere in my roots.


Details | Lyric | |

Never Fight Alone

I got mad. Didn't know how to use my energy. So I made this song on the piano. I want to sing it with my brother when he's better. I hope he does get better soon. 
Dedicated to David. Just been so angry lately. And so sad. . .

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Verse I: (David) I was alone What can I say? I was lost Couldn't pray I was trapped In their games I regret it Everyday Verse II: (Laura) I was jaded By my sin Never sweated Anything Couldn't sleep Couldn't dream I was scared Of everything Chorus: (David) Within me lies a battle A war I just can't fight alone Can you hear me now? Will you hear me out? Before I lose the struggle I'm begging for some help right now We need to take a stand I need to be a man Laura: Your heart is in my hand Both: (You) I will not fight alone Verse IV: (David) I'm losing faith Can't find the way Can't erase The things I say I see the world Instant pain! If I'm anything I'm insane Verse V: (Laura) Don't talk that way! Just look at me! You are stronger Then I'll ever be! I pulled you in I pushed you free I was foolish Please come back to me Chorus: (David) Within me lies a battle A war I just can't fight alone Can you hear me now? Will you hear me out? Before I lose the struggle I'm begging for some help right now We need to take a stand I need to be a man Laura: Your heart is in my hand Both: (You) I will not fight alone Within me lies a battle A war I just can't fight alone Can you hear me now? Will you hear me out? Before I lose the struggle I'm begging for some help right now We need to take a stand I need to be a man Laura: Your heart is in my hand We'll never fight alone Never Fight Alone


Details | Couplet | |

A soldier's friend

Slowly breathing with a steady beat
Boots are crunching you feel the heat

You inch on closer, looking around
Watching your friends make not a sound

You have been told to kill this man
A threat he is to freedoms plan

Hold up your rifle, take careful aim
Let go of the guilt your not to blame

Orders you follow a good soldier you are
Try not to think the size of the scar

That this order will bring deep in your soul
We raise the flag on top of this soldier's hole

I will give support, I will lend my hand
So you can brother, continue to stand

To fight for the freedoms of people everywhere 
Down your rifle I, with you, shall stare


Details | Triolet | |

Stand Tall (based on Aragorn's speech at the Black Gate in The Return of the King)

Stand tall, as Ents, and plant your courage deep,
When from Mordor, foul and heedless beasts descend.
Not on this day shall Sauron's shadows sweep.
Stand tall, as Ents, and plant your courage deep.
Nor falter not this fellowship we keep,
Though swords may shatter, shields may rend.
Stand tall, as Ents, and plant your courage deep,
When from Mordor, foul and heedless beasts descend.


* For Andrea Dietrich's Movie Scene Triolet Contest


Details | Ballad | |

American dust off crews

American dust off crews

I served some time in Vietnam
As a medic I performed
And saw some things to make me think
As I suppose would be the norm.
But the thing that did impress me most
Were those dust off crews I saw
They hailed from the USA, did they
They were the best for sure.

They were the bravest of the brave
They seemed to have no fear
They’d go where others feared to tread
And lord, they drank some beer
So often I’d get drunk with them
We’d have a grand old time
Back there in that long gone year
Of nineteen sixty nine.

Those lads would put themselves in danger
No matter what the score
They will have my admiration
From now till evermore.
For many men were saved by them
{God bless them every one}
As we served, us our two countries
Neath that hazy Asian sun


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Ourselves

Ourselves

The world is filled with temptation.
The heart is filled with desires.
The eye’s is filled with it own truth.
The mind is on the breaking point of sane and insanity.

We are only human.
We are only creatures, neither light nor dark.
We are only ourselves.

Some wear mask to defeat others.
Some wear mask to defeat themselves.
Some wear mask to hide who they really are.

Here is the point where we must decide in our life where we stand.
For trust and love and kinship of your blood will be tested.

First was the temptation.
Then it sets with desires.
Afterwards either the truth or lies are spun.
And to the last who shall stand brave or break under the weight.

We speak of truth when behind us is nothing but woven lies, and hearts full of deceit.
Can you not see the hypocrite side of us?
 Ha! It wounds me to known this, even more that I am one of those.

Take heed and resist or be forgotten with all others. 
For in this life there is only good or evil, light and darkness, the possible and impossible.

Such is us.
Such is you.
Such is me. 

Our world is filled with temptation.
Our hearts is filled with desires.
Our eye’s is filled with what we wish to see.
Our mind’s is filled with things that can make and break us.


Details | Rhyme | |

Ana

She writes her songs and her poems,
not one person know 'em.
She listens to the sound of her music,
she's stuck to it like a tick.

If someone took the time to listen,
her true colors would glisten.
She's put on a mask,
and hid everything when someone asked.

She was the type of girl who would always laugh,
making you wish it would last.
She was the type of girl who would smile the day away,
too bad it is no longer that way.

She is now the girl who is depressed,
I bet you're impressed.
Since no one could tell
that she was going through hell.

Everyone thought she was happy, 
when really, she felt crappy.
Everyone thought she was having the time of her life,
who would have guess her best friend was a knife?

She spent her days alone,
she seemed to do everything on her own.
Never once wanted help.
Thought she could do everything herself.

Then the day came,
when she lost the game.
She fell apart,
and everyone saw her broken heart.

They saw the way she overreacted.
Oh, if only you saw the way she acted.
She bruised herself, scratched herself, and made herself bleed,
no one knew what it was that she needed.

They saw her tears,
and that was what she feared.
They found out she wasn't okay,
oh, she hated that day.

Everyone found out about her secret,
and she wish they'd just forget,
but she knew they couldn't,
and that they wouldn't.

She left that town and started over,
no one knew she went undercover.
She said she got better,
when really... something else occurred. 

She secretly hurt herself,
and walked away from help.
Everyone thought she recovered,
when really, she was undercover.

She secretly wanted to get worse,
no one knew of course.
No one cared to ask,
if she was wearing her mask.

Now it's too late,
she locked the gate.
Killed herself,
everyone had forgotten she needed help.

Goodbye cold world,
this was a story of a girl
who once loved everyone
then feared who it was who won.


Details | Lyric | |

To young to die

Too young to die


They take a boy, too young to shave
Who has never lived his life
While his mates are chasing girls
They fill his life with strife
They send him off to a brand new war
Over some damned fools Ideal
I don’t understand their wars
And I guess I never will


The folk who like to run the show
Or most of them at least
Have never even been to war
They’ve never felt the beast
As he rips right into one’ intestines
That hollow hole of fear!
Each leader should be sent to war
Then the picture might grow clear


Then when they send young boys to war
They’ll see the whole damned show
The weight of endless terror
 And then maybe they’ll know
What it’s like as a fine young man
To be sent out there to die
He might then know, how a mother feels
When she’s lost her little guy.

1 August 2013 @ 1443hrs.


Details | Haiku | |

Bio in Short

It's been a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.

First Hollywood kiss
Behind a pink crepe myrtle.
Thanks, Patsy Werner.

High school was okay.
Didn't help me to focus;
So, my mind wandered.

Surfed Bonzai Pipeline,
Big waves break into lava.
What made me do it?

Vietnam jungles.
I wondered why I was there.
America lost.

Smoking pot. Stereo.
Good fun in the seventies.
Psychedelics too.

And three wives later,
I finally found true love.
We're still together.

My destitute heart,
Saved by the sweetest angel.
I love you, Sandy.

Sooners are my team.
Most winning football program
In the Modern Era.

I am retired now.
But I have plenty to do.
Golf, primarily.

I've been writing more.
Perhaps I will write a book.
I have many tales.

I'd chase young girls; but,
Girls with a "grampa" fetish
Are so hard to find.

If I am lucky,
I will just drop dead one day.
With my peace of mind.

Yes, made a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.


Details | Lyric | |

WHISKEY LULLABY

written 17th Sept 2013


             "WHISKEY LULLABY"
                          sung by Brad Paisley and Alason Krass

Just married, he loved his new wife,more than anyone saw
 a day after they where married, he got drafted off to war
Overjoyed to finally return home to his bride
 he walked in, to find she was in bed with another man
With just a slight second, his heart died
 pain overwhelmed his entire soul, he picked up a drink
And started to drink more every day, to try to forget
 as time passed, he drank himself to death, with a note "I'll love her till I die
they buried him beneath the willow, as she watched she filled her soul with regret 
 left to blame herself, she began to drink his memory away
As years passed she slowly drank her pain away
 they found her next to his grave, holding his picture as she passed away
They buried her beneath the willow, and they were together again
 and the angles sang a whisky lullaby
So when you find your one true love, be faithful and true
 for no amount of alcohol will mend a broken heart for whatever you do!
 

 I chose this song for my mother and my father both became alcoholics after they separated and my father passed away at the age of 42years old, my mother still lives but never stopped drinking she will be 58 years old she took off with his best friend from the age of 12yrs old


Details | Free verse | |

United Nations Plaza

Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.


Details | I do not know? | |

The End

She sat on the side of the room to the left,
Her earphones in, and her hoody on, 
And her eyes stare forward, and fail to blink
And her hands are clasped together.
And she stays like this until the end. 

She walks around at her steady pace, 
But her heart beats at 100km per hour.
She gives polite smiles, 
And discrete middle fingers, 
And she stays like this until the end. 

She goes to her bedroom and closes the door, 
Quietly locking it behind her. 
She sits on the floor and opens the box,
And then begins to cut.
And she stays like this until the end.

She cleans herself up, and wipes away her tears,
And hopes no one will ever know.
And she looks in the mirror, 
And doesn’t recognize the girl,
And she stays like this until the end. 

With her hoody, her makeup, her sunglasses,
And her earphones in, she has to face the world,
And she sits in school, her head held low, 
Alone, and hopes, and thinks.
And she stays like this until the end. 

And the time comes for her to leave, 
And she can barely move, 
She can’t, she can’t be alone.
Cause she knows she won’t come back. 
And she stays like this until the end. 

She goes to the bathroom and opens the cupboard,
Reaching for the pills. 
She grabs a glass, and climbs in the bath
And downs all the pills.
And she stayed like this till the end. 

She grabbed her blades, and cut her arms, 
Her stomach, her thighs, her hips, her wrists,
She cried until she could cry no more,
And waited it to end.
And she stayed like this till the end.

She took her last breath, and thanked the lord,
And said “I’ll be home soon mummy”
And she closed her eyes, and fell asleep
Never to wake again.
And that was the way she stayed, the end.


Details | Quatrain | |

One Out Of Three

That homeless guy out on the corner,
Carrying a sign that says he’s hungry;
Maybe he’s just a drunk or a ‘stoner’, 
But he might be that one-out-of-three.

That one-out-of-three is a veteran,
Who in uniform served his country.
There’s a good chance he has an addiction,
Or is still suffering from PTSD.

One out of three of those ones-out-of-three
Fought in one of America’s wars.
Did he scream on a beach in Normandy,
Or did he at Inchon go ashore.

Did he hunt Charlie in a rice paddy?
Was he in the Balkans, or lost in the sand?
One out of three of those ones-out-of-three,
Were the heroes who once took a stand.

If you can spare a few dollars, then feed them.
If not, at least hear what they say.
Their country may no longer need them, 
But they don’t deserve to be thrown away.

They might not have all bled in battle, 
But each one came home a casualty.
With your help, they may someday be able
To leave the ranks of the one-out-of-three.


Details | Rhyme | |

Who are MEN

Who are MEN? – Zamreen Zarook
 
Men should be men, 
They shouldn't be hen, 
They know that they are physically can,
But they shouldn't forget that they are gentleman.

Control your desire as much as you can,
Mentally you should be win,
Also be socially and monetary kin,
You find happiness then.

Men are so wise,
So, they cannot be melted as ice,
They played a big role in the economic rise,
So, not to be considered as mice.

Blood sheds by our heroes, 
They were the real Zorros,
Womens’ part cannot be zero,
Those were from mothers bureau.


Details | Free verse | |

Lake Bed Refractions

Others think my hair
      wild,            untamed, 
             needing a coif
when all about me the wind
       rustles 
              through the fallen leaves…
red on gold, 
               stamped brown, 
                                         ethereal...
substance once there, 
                                         gone
like soup 
                           cooked for hours
to fight the chill, 
                       tang of parsnip…
that’s the visible crop, 
                                   bushy froth
while beneath soil,               
                              fight
the war 
              for a strand or lock or two
of my being...
              heart untied from children
hands freed 
                   to tap or zizzle a bow
across strings
      what a jumble it all is
after the clean
                       prepped 
                                     pampered
soul is emptied
                    scraped down to metal
my hair  
                        unwound into myself 
              swelling 
                        as if a clogged pore 
and I’m wondering...
                   is there is any
                         who know 
how I look 
                                          undressed.


Details | Free verse | |

All but Few

The aggress surrenders
But death lingers
Impeded by damned souls
Clutching to their final breath

The flailing limbs
Now lethargic
Severed, scattered
Men languished
Not by will, but war

A storm of clouded judgement
Summoned by the tyrannic gods of war
With cryptic intent
But greedily akin
Riddled beyond sin

A relentless hail of gore
An ocean for pawns to drown in
And the kings with battleships
To rule absolutely
Remorseless beyond doubt
Or second thoughts

Behold the mighty catharsis
Cleansing of the weak armed,
The weak willed,
The weak minded,
Blindly follow the call
In hopes of glory
Or in a mindless delusion of good will

Hopes and dreams gone amiss
A lingering kiss
From those who care
Does he dare
To kiss back?
Was he not already dead
The moment they lied to him?

What good is living free,
Without a life to lead?
Freedom from this cursed realm
Full of pain and grievance
Is that what they spoke of?
Freedom of a kind
But not near as welcome as the other

All but few, cease to live
Those who yearn to live
The man who cherish thy loved ones
And hold them close
Need not be sad nor morose

And they be not cowards
For the braver man fights his anger
And sees from other eyes
Unbeknownst to him

He listens to reason
Not accuse brothers of treason
Or cowardice for doing what is true
Would you?
For a wise man once said
“No”, and lost his head


Details | Ballad | |

The ballad of Tich Thomas

The Ballad of Tich Tomas
.
A dog was howling in the night
Perhaps she knew the truth
That Tich would not be coming home
This dog needed no proof
That the man who she loved so
He’d come to her no more
Because Lance corporal Thomas was
 A victim of the war.

Now Tich, he was a country boy
His farm it was his life
A boon to his community
He’d give in times of strife
He learned his trade in farming school
With honours he’d come through
Then settled down to work his farm
That’s what he planned to do.

But then, one day it came to him
The news he did not need
He’d been called up for army life
He went off without heed
To do his time in Puckapunyal
To get him set for war
He soon made it as Infanteer
So he joined a fighting corp

He worked real hard and gained a stripe
This showed he had potential
He earned his skills in jungle fighting
And then there came the call
For he to go to Vietnam
To five RAR he was sent
Charlie company was his unit
When off to war he went

It was in April sixty six
Our man went into battle
There in the Phuc Tuy provence
Those guns did roar and rattle
Our Tich he fought real gallantly
So brave was he, but then
The shrapnel done it’s evil job
He joined the fallen men.

They brought his body back to those
Who were waiting for him there
The whole town came to welcome him
And helped with grief and prayer
They buried him with all the honours
That came to fighting souls
Who died to keep their country free
Courageous in their roles.

More honour it was placed on him
By the country where he’d fought
They built a statue in his name
And his likeness it was caught
By the sculptor who did honour him
And carve him into stone
And now Tich Tomas guards the park
As he stands there all alone.

If you’re ever down in Nannup town
Go to the park that’s there
You’ll see the statue of young Tich
As his spirit everywhere
Will fill the souls of those who see
This fighting man, so brave
Who’s body lies so peacefully
In his own town, in a grave.

2007


Details | Limerick | |

Anzac Day

It's Anzac Day today
Or lads were sent away
To fight a war
And what the hell for
Because they had to pay


Details | Free verse | |

The Strand

This expanse of land has seen things. 
Things all of us can only see in dreams.
It's seen war, it's gotten it's fair share of scars.
Bombs bursting, bullets throwing sand into the air like it's a volleyball tournament.
The sand running red with blood silently mocking our arteries.

This magnificent stretch of land has seen heroes' tears fall; dropping to their knees while sadness envelopes their fallen brothers but also looking up to their beloved whilst carrying a ring in their hand. 

It's seen bright days, the sun glimmering over wet sand, footprints of past loves being washed away as the sun smacks the horizon. 

This expanse of land...has seen things we can only imagine.

T.K


Details | Rhyme | |

Victim of the war

Victim of the war

Once there lived a fine young man
A lad so brave and true
Restless, filled with energy
And somewhat foolish too
He went to join the army
Adventure filled his mind
He knew that for a soldier’s life
For this he was destined.

He done his training in a camp
In the state of New south Wales
They stole his feelings, taught him how
To walk those jungle trails
And taught him that the enemy
Were evil men, indeed
Then he went off to fight a war
And serve his country’s need.

And now the lad has left his shell
A victim of the war
That shrapnel was too much for him
And now he is no more

So now his folk, who loved him well
They cry a million tears
The telegram that came to them
Awakened all their fears
And now they’ll never see him grow
And raise a family
The chimes of war have taken toll
It don’t seem right to me





Details | Rondeau | |

I Remember

“I remember..” the old man said,
“When the first shot rang out,
When the rebels held their stead,
British bullets flew about,
Through our ranks they sped.”
Though soldiers fall and cannons shout,
The Flag flies proud and strong, no doubt.

“I remember..” a drummer boy said,
“When the blood of our country ran free,
When the Confederates called for forced labor's spread,
And the Union fought to end the smear of slavery.”
The feud soon caused brothers to fight 'til one was dead,
And still at the end not many could agree,
But the Flag still stood as a symbol of liberty.

“I remember..” a young nurse said,
“When wounded and bleeding they came,
When, though to revive I tried, they died instead.”
Axis and Allies caught up in a brutal game,
Destruction, death, and ruin wide spread,
The tale of battles won and lost proclaim,
The strength and power of the Flag to claim.

“I remember..” an old woman said,
“When Europe was torn in two,
Rather than peace, an Iron Curtain hung instead.”
The President's goal was to subdue,
The communist leader's lofty stead.
After waiting for the verdict overdue,
The Flag rose triumphant, great, and true.

“I remember..” a young man said,
“When they attacked us in Vietnam.
Pinned by fire, they meant to shred,
The hope of seeing home again,
Through jungle and brush we fled,
Our lives almost lost by trap and bomb,
Yet the Flag held its ground and force, even in 'Nam.”

“I remember..” a weary soldier said,
“When in the deserts of Iraq,
Upon the hornet's nest we did tread.
They swarmed on us with a counterattack,
But we stood our ground and then they fled.”
Though many may try to push us back,
The Flag is what our enemies lack.

“I am witnessing..” a general said,
“An enemy that hides behind a mask,
One that will brutally behead,
And kill as if it's a mandatory task.
The safety of the world hangs by a thread,
And it seems like the die have been cast,
But the Flag still stands strong, like it always has in the past.”


--This is a rondeau but has a few more rhyme schemes than normal--


Details | Rhyme | |

An Angel In Your Eyes


Angels descend on battlefield;
wingspans at rest, the soldiers’ shield. 
Men wounded clutch still beating hearts 
and Heaven sounds as souls depart. 
A friend or foe, none call to yield.

In frantic prayers, mothers are kneeled.
Their worried eyes try to conceal.
As God reflects love to impart,  
angels descend.

Oh, time stopped on that killing field.
Afternoon sun on high revealed
deep crimson stains, limbs torn apart. 
The south's cruel victory to chart. 
On hallowed ground, brave souls are healed -
angels descend.


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 10/14/2013
for Gail Doyle's An Angel In Your Eyes Contest
**Rondeau rhyme scheme


Details | I do not know? | |

Bravery

 The War Horse what an amazing
 animal, true beauty and bravery
 intertwined.

 It's not his fight yet
 he does not take flight.

 On the battle field his true
 colours are revealed, this 
 magnificent beast is not about
 to yield.

 Loyal and fearless, full gallop
 towards the front line he strides.
 The enemy not knowing what to 
 make of this valour and might.


Details | Elegy | |

SAPPHO'S FALLING STARS part 1

                                            SAPPHO’S FALLING STARS     (Part one)


I am descendent of Odysseus
	Hero of the past
Have I kin—I know not—I may be the last--
The Trojan War and Helen made my family's blazing fame
Thus magnified by Homer was made our honor and ancestral name

I stand this day the General of the fallen men that the Fates have tossed
across the Siren Sappho's way—
now foolishly slain-- my Fallen Stars    	 
                      		such a ragged few
                                       in this paltry breath of a moment
                                      			of mere delay--

Inconsequential time in history 
                                                                                          forever lost—


at their honor’s cost


for Mine, a Mighty Name
excuses easily such inconsequential blame
                                                                         
I cannot weep—I cannot pray

                      Such sacrifice of brave men
	              Lifeless , While I stand whole
	               Due to my folly 
                      Sucks the breath stark from my soul

Yarns and lore of Heroes—I know
Babe……. to youth……… in manhood……..
Each far-flung hour, day upon dew-kissed day
Nurtured ever cherished in the sweet talk of the female-breast-kissed way
      	Absorbed sensuous tactics laced with salty woman taste--so learned
	Intimately known as my manhood blossomed

Intimate Initiate—once
You, Sappho, sought my need –-
Intimate follower once—
                                I ate your passion delicious sauced with greed

(part two posted)............................................





Victoria Anderson-Throop  12/18/12 ©


Details | Free verse | |

Shadowboxing

My shoulders are well oiled axles,
my fists are cannon balls

I am an uncompromised,
uninhibited,
and unchallenged fresh breath of boldness

I am a statue of fastholding,
chiseled down from black diamonds by the strong hand of craftsmanship

I am chaos's more stable second cousin,
and favored uncle to the prodigals, the proliferates, the princes, and the prodigies

I am the lion's heart beat,
the war drum's sporadic syncopation

I am the wolf pack's collective sixth and seventh senses,
keen on the scent of blood, fear, and impending annihilation

I will not sway to the breath of your voice
nor will I stagger at the wind your weather weaves

Advance upon me and find yourself hard pressed against calloused intolerance,
behind which is a wall,
and behind that wall,
an army

I pray you combust into flames and feathers at once 
should my name birth from your lips

I pray my night guardsmen have eyes of eagles,
and my trumpeteers have breaths of behemoths should you 
ever encroach upon my camp at dreaming hour

I promise to empress upon you pressure,
of a nature that spawns pearls, magma, and passionate revolution

But the only revolution that will come of your resistance is vertigo,
as you spiral downward into abysmal forgottenness

Now heed my words with intent lest you risk the fate of faded bewilderment

May God be my strength as I destroy you

Eviscerate you

Annihilate you

I will obliterate you until the only remnant of your very existence
is but a vague memory,

of a fleeting idea

in a dream

inside a dream

inside a coma.


www.psalmsandpsychoses.com


Details | Tanka | |

Far Distant Fields

They were the soldiers
who fell on far distant fields
in wars of the past.
Don’t take freedom for granted,
it was won by those long dead.


Details | Lyric | |

I don't want to fight

I don’t want to fight

I’ve been here just a few long days
I’ve still a year to go
There’s not too much to do out here
The days, they pass so slow
And lord, it gets so blooming warm
It’s not the place to be
If one’s looking for a comfort zone
And sweet tranquillity.

The Cong, they send their missiles in
The guns they roar so loud
They hate our guts, behind that wire
They’re fighters, and they’re proud
These folk, they want to keep their land
And I guess they’ve got their rights
I don’t know what we’re trying to win
But I don’t want to fight.

Oh, I don’t care about Vietnam
I really, truly do not give a damn
I just want to go back home
And be just who I am.

Three hundred and sixty days to go
I think I’ll die out here
If net through this fighting thing
Maybe, I’ll die of fear
I have a wife and two sweet kids
The baby I’ve not seen
But here I am in Vietnam
All dressed in jungle green


Details | Rhyme | |

Heartfelt poem to a soldier

Dear Hero

You woke each morning to an ordinary life
Knowing too soon you would be fighting for your life

What bravery to cause you to sacrifice
What courage it takes to defend the life that is mine

What courage it takes to face the enemy alone
When did you decide to be a hero to all us,to you unknown

How do you watch losing your friends one by one
It hurts me,the thought, you being someones daughter or son

How do you stay sane when you return
How do you cope after all you have learned

You woke there each morning to hear a blast
You now wake each morning to a scream from the past

Thank you will not ever be enough
Takes a special few to ever be that tough


Details | Rhyme | |

The Meadow

I see a meadow,
Simple and plain,
But it speaks to me,
And it speaks of the fallen men, 
And all its seen slain.

Flowers bloom at its edge,
Seems  of a comforting place,
But it spoke to me,
It spoke of the war,
Man to man, race to race,
From its edges to beyond the ever far.

Only green, green grass,
But I can see it now,
Red blood upon the field,
And the courage the men must wield.

I can hear the shouts,
From the broken meadow,
From all it has seen,
It shall never forget,
What it must clean.

Blood soaked meadow,
Bodies beneath the earth,
Where war was once fought,
Is now a place of mirth.

No one knows,
Only the meadow and I,
Of the many horrid things,
That took place that day.

I look below me, 
And grieve,
For the fallen and dead,
As the tears beckon my sleeve.

The meadow,
As lonely as it may seem,
And the beauty it now holds,
We know the truth,
So I sit, and never move,
As the rest of its story unfolds.

I can see it all,
I shall never forget.

One day, 
Another shall pass,
To see a meadow,
Simple and plain,
And I will rise,
To tell them of those who had been slain.


Details | Free verse | |

Resistance

Hanging there, limp but clenched,
Muscles still inexplicably tensed,
To whom did the hand once belong,
Still remaining defiant and strong,
A mere piece of a person once there,
With the spirit of the revolution's flare,
And what now of the rest of that precious soul,
Whose dismembered limbs were left in the coal,
Of the fires that swept through and set to ash,
All that now has been lost in a flash,
And yet here is a shard of the spirit still strong,
A lone hand with the flag to whom all belong.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Petty Posh-WahZee - Liberation and Ostentation



The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a mute reminder of their selfless valiant sacrifice.

They endured brutal Apartheid harassment, detentions without trial,
torture in the cells, and mental anguish when loved ones disappeared,
they left their homeland, to continue the struggle against racial bigotry,
while countless others fought the scourge of white-minority rule at home.

Nelson Mandela and many, many others, spent their lives imprisoned,
on islands of stone, and on islands of the cruellest torture, yet they stood,
never bowing, never scraping, they stood, firm for ideals for which they were prepared to die,

and many, many comrades did die, at the hands of the callous oppressor,
and many, many comrades perished in distant lands, torn from their homes,
while the struggle continued, for decades, soaked in blood, in tears, in pain.


The Present:

19 years have passed, since freedom was secured at the highest of prices,
delivering unto us, this present, a gift of emancipation from servitude,

a freedom to walk this land, head held high, no longer second-class citizens,
in the land of our ancestors, whose voices we hear and need to heed today.

I do not care much for fashion, Lewis-Fit-On and Sleeves unSt.-Moron,
yet the ostentation that I witness baffles even my unsophisticated palate,

our ancestors' plaintive whispers are being dismissed, left unheeded, as
we browse the aisles for more and more, always for more and yet more.

Asphyxiated by the excess of the Petty Posh-Wahzee, we find ourselves,
perched precariously on the edge, of a dissolution of all that is humane,

babies go hungry, wives are battered, our elders left in hospitals for hours,
I cringe as I scribble these words, perhaps too sanctimonious and preachy,

yet I know, deep in the marrow of my brittle bones, I know, I know, I know,
this tree of freedom planted by the nameless daughters and sons of Africa,

needs to be shielded, nurtured, protected from our very own baser impulses,
so that the precious tree of freedom, may bear the fruit that may feed us all,

for if not, then we are doomed, to tip over, and into the yawning abyss, we shall fall.








Details | Verse | |

Into the Light: Safe Haven, 1944

INTO THE LIGHT: SAFE HAVEN, 1944
                                                        
         “And you that shall cross from shore to shore…are more 
          to me and more in my meditations, than you might suppose.”

                                                  Walt Whitman, “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry”      
                                        
Thank God for you, Henry Gibbins, ship of dreams 
laden with bedraggled brethren 
dark and fair, tall and short, all frail-boned 
and gaunt, each and every one a survivor reborn 
in the wake of conscience. 
Blessed, their leader, Ruth Gruber; praised, her leader, 
Franklin D. Roosevelt; and you, Captain Korn 
— commanding officer extraordinaire —
your kind face and outstretched arms, 
the ship’s crew — their smiling faces, helpful hands; 
the stalwart bulk and hallowed halls, sky-crowned decks 
surrounded by sea-speckled rail — 
far cry from barbed wire.
Joy, the glistening white toilets; 
divine, clean fresh air that fills sunken chests, lungs
ashen from the fires of Auschwitz-Birkenau, Bergen-Belsen, 
Buchenwald, Dachau, Treblinka…
And you, buoyant sea, revered for strong currents and 
changing tides; and you, gulls that glide the breeze, 
assuaging wounded spirit.
“Are you America?”
And you, huge dining hall bejeweled with vegetables, 
cornucopia of meats, kaleidoscope of sweets 
that swell shrunken bellies, smooth withered souls;
the soft pillows and ample blankets nestled in tier after tier 
of bunks, the nightmares you help smother, 
sweet dreams you set in motion; 
talent shows, chess tournaments, movies, musicales.
“Are you America?”
“Yes, you are America — my America!
Land of the free, home of the brave!


Details | Rhyme | |

An Amulet of Peace

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An AR16 rifle in my hands….
Seemed like such a paradox,
In the paddies and jungles of Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
A man’s life was in my hands….
That life was not only mine,
While trying to survive in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
Hoping for guidance by God’s hand….
Ignore our sin, keep us alive and safe,
While fighting in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
My duffel bag in my hand….
After 13 months, I was going home,
No more to fight in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An Honorable Discharge in my hand….
Only to be spat upon, called ‘baby killer’,
By ‘peaceniks’ against the war in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace no longer hung ‘round my neck,
The challenge of a new life was at hand….
Found love, happiness and some success,
And tried not to think of Vietnam.

Again, that same amulet of peace hangs ‘round my neck;
And I hope my friends all understand….
I want our courageous young men and women
Out of Iraq and Afghanistan.


Details | Tanka | |

Salute

I salute our troops
who are serving in harm’s way
in Afghanistan.
May they all return safely
to their families and homes.


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Common sense

the crumbled burnt remains of a close distant memory resound in brain fraternally idleness and pain a combination of the insane or going...touched by madness obtained in the faltering state of debaucheries and laborious fails  continual hardship continual pretense continual submission to a unjust pointless 
mission of greed and circumstance already bequeathed upon those who openly benefit from their ancestors vice their soul live on from the benefits of others sacrifice and sacrifices that in kept motion penetrate the foundations of betterment. Of real equality of real justice of real liberty the age old struggle from first chaotic unrest and anarchic uncertainty to the self-justified model which has now unleashed it’s full might upon the unaware descendants of the crushed opponent the age old struggle the age old riddle in time lived through and maintained by those who solicit the rules to us those who  solicit our falls our halls our calls and even our balls the air be next and with it the tax when their common purpose be right for that. The next part of the agenda the next evil tact manipulate  their way of life given by them and given by the gift of strife to stifled our potential to stifled our judgement  to make business hurried away from the natural goal given to us in time immemorial that pure magic truth where have you gone all we are left is hammers, sickles, to tongs replaced and subjugated by a deeper lower light the real glory of mankind faded and becoming more slight less fight less right and more tight a falcon a eagle a lion a bear their claws have strength and so do theirs. So tired so naked and bare hands tied mouth gagged hoodwinked and exposed to poisonous err. 


Details | Ballade | |

Vets story

Vietnam Vets Story

Have you heard the story
Of those bold courageous men
Who served their country tall and proud
As they fought in Vietnam.
They done their country proud and all
And showed how soldiers fought
But now their lives aren’t worth a damns 
Their nerves all tense and taut.

They sprayed their poisons on trees
Endangered all these men
And fed them drugs not tested yet
They didn’t care back then!
They wanted just to win a war
A war pointless and mad
And many now do suffer so
Their lives all sour and sad.

And now these men just live their lives
All down with no self value
{Their bodies torn their minds all twisted
Marriages broken too!}
They have to fight with all their might
To get fair compensation!!!!
What price to risk one’s soul and life
In defence of one‘s good nation.


Details | Quatrain | |

Valhalla - Vikings' Paradise

In Asgard, kingdom of the mighty God Odin
a place awaits all battle fallen warrior heroes
It's in Valhalla where there is endless feasting
and an ending of all griefs and sorrows

The Valkyries, Odin's warrior daughters
carry the fallen heroes from the battlefield 
to Valhalla to join other fallen warriors
where they are restored to life fully healed

Each day the warriors fight on Asgard's plain
Their battle skills to sharpen and maintain 
Every evening wounds and injuries they sustain
are healed and each warrior made whole again

They dine on liquor and fresh cooked meat
that is always in great abundance for all
providing a delicious gourmet treat
at Odin's banquet in Valhalla's dining hall




July 18, 2014
 
Addition:
Here is the poem which aroused my childhood interest in the Vikings, and to 
which I referred in my reply to Shadow. I would like to share it with others.
It is "The Sea King's Burial" by Charles Mackay. It recalls the days when a 
Viking chief died and his body was placed in a boat. The vessel with full sail 
set and a fire lighted, was then sent drifting out to sea. It is a long poem so I 
am only quoting the first and last verses:


My strength is failing fast 
   (Said the sea-king to his men). 
I shall never sail the seas 
   Like a conqueror again, 
But while yet a drop remains 
Of the life-blood in my veins 
Raise, oh, raise me from my bed, 
Put the crown upon my head, 
Put my good sword in my hand, 
And so lead me to the strand, 
   Where my ship at anchor rides 
      Steadily; 
If I cannot end my life 
In the crimsoned battle-strife 
   Let me die as I have lived, 
      On the sea.
 
.......................................

Once alone a cry arose, 
   Half of anguish, half of pride, 
As he sprang upon his feet, 
   With the flames on every side. 
"I am coming! " said the king, 
Where the swords and bucklers ring, 
Where the warrior lives again, 
Where the souls of mighty men 
And the weary find repose, 
And the red wine ever flows, 
   I am coming, great -All-Father, 
      Unto thee! 
Unto Odin, unto Thor, 
And the strong, true hearts of yore: 
   I am coming to Valhalla 
      O'er the sea." 


http://www.rampantscotland.com/poetry/blpoems_seaking.htm  


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A legion of Soldiers

 A legion of soldiers right by my side,
 Ready for battle, we shall nor run nor hide;
 Courage and honor our vows we keep,
 Searching for triumph and not knowing defeat,
 As the enemy approaches, we have no fear;
 My sword yearns for battle, as the time's growing near,
 I turn toward my men on this cold winter night,
 Look upon these soldiers ready to fight,

" Tonight Men! You may sacrifice your life, 
 You may not go home to your children and wife,
 We stand up for glory, no matter the cost,
 We shall not go home with this battle lost,
 We fight for our people and hold our flag high,
 Showing true courage on this very night,
 Our enemy shall buckle underneath our strength,
 We will show them no mercy for we are not weak,
 Gather your armor and follow me now,
 Time that we make our country proud."

 I feel the cold steel, of my, blade in my hand;
 I shall conquer the enemy who tries to steal my land,
 My horse rides swiftly, valiant, and true;
 The time is now for what I have to do,
 The sound of the cries, agony, and pain;
 It's filling my ears and testing my brain,
 Can not feel guilt of taking one's life,
 The pain sheers my side, as I, feel the knife;
 I feel my head spinning, as I, look around;
 Bodies of men and their blood on the ground,
 The realization begins sinking in,
 What is the outcome? Who really wins?

 Every man here is giving their life,
 So who's really wrong or who's even right?
 I fall to the ground and the darkness sets in,
 Remembering my life, family, and friends;
 The life of a soldier is not an easy one, you see?
 We sacrifice ourselves for others to be free,
 As my life leaves my body and my limbs grow cold,
 I remember a story my grandfather told,
 
 " Everyone says there is glory in dying,
 The fact of the matter, maybe, we're lying;
 I've seen many battles that tortured my soul,
 Memories to haunt me, as I, grow old;
 It's good to have courage and strength in your heart,
 But that's why there's wars tearing us apart.
 I don't regret my service or leading my men,
 I just always wondered, when does it end?"

 His words had no meaning, until, this very night;
 My breathes grow shallow and there's clouds in my sight,
 I may die a hero and go out in glory,
 In the end, I only, remain a story;
 We are all equal people with lives to live,
 Why can't we find peace and put war to an end?


Details | Free verse | |

An American Hero


                          for fallen soldiers

I watched the bad news on TV again...
A young soldier came home in a coffin.

He is someone's Son, Daughter, Grandson, Granddaughter,
Brother, Sister, Friend, Husband, Wife, Father or Mother:

        who will never smile and hug his parents,
        who will never love and kiss his spouse,
        who will never enjoy and play with his kids,
        who will never laugh and talk with his friends,
        who will never wear his military uniform,
        who will never, ever be again around us...

He, who gave his life, is an American Hero:
an American Son or American Daughter. 

We will remember You, Soldier.


Details | I do not know? | |

teens life in Oakland

*A assignment was due in class. *

Every time a gun shoots
A tree looses its roots
Every time there is bloodshed
Along with it millions of tears are shed
Every time a heart is stabbed
Someone else’s life gets barren
As violence grows
Many more mothers moan
The sounds of destruction
Overpowers the voice of those
Who are innocent
Who suffer with no reason
Who beg for life
Who have heart full of innocence

Why do so much violence?
That the child’s cry cannot be heard
When his father is killed
Why do so much violence?
That a mother moans
Over her child’s dead remains
Why do so much violence
For winning any stupid battle
Which is taking lives
Of people who have wives
And mothers and children

When you can keep calm
Talk things out
Do whatever you can
To keep violence out
Because there is no sin as big as
VIOLENCE


Details | Couplet | |

Admiral Lord Nelson

Blessed with ingenuity, he fought advancing tyranny
That stormed the sea in twenty-three  great warships sailing furiously.

That day, October twenty-first, saw Admiral Nelson at his worst,
As cannons roared, while gunners cursed. The times were changed, the tides reversed.

Lord Nelson, as an admiral brave with all his fleet defied the grave,
His native land and king to save:-- his life for freedom's cause he gave.

In but a half a dozen hours he humbled Europe's finest pow'rs,
And toppled Tyranny's highest tow'rs; yet Vict'ry found him crowned with flow'rs,

And not a place the crown to lay, on him, nor all who died that day
In sending Britain's foes away, across the stormy seas of grey.


Details | Ballad | |

Poppies of Remembrance

Time, to buy our poppies
To remember once again
remember those who died for us
And those who were just maimed
We must also remember
Those, who lost their loved ones
Mothers, sister’s, daughters
Fathers, brothers, son's
What a lot of us can't imagine
What torment that must be
But they all gave their lives for us
To make our country free
In one hundred years
Two wars some endured
lost fathers in the 1st, sons in the last
This fighting is absurd
And still we send our menfolk
To fight the wars abroad
 Please end this madness
I beg thee dear lord...

We think we're in recession
But do we  really know
The hardships that our grandparents
Suffered against the foe
Bombed out of house and home
Nowhere else to go
Then all neighbours rallied round
To help they were not slow
Rationing came about
For food, for clothes, for fuel
From just scrag ends of meat
Made appetizing gruel
Women took over men’s jobs
In factories, farms and such
Blackouts, sirens, shelters
Hardship there was much 
Army, air force and navy
Were not the only ones
But fire-fighters, nurses, doctors
Air raid wardens, everyone
They all played some part
In winning against the foe
Many lost their lives
A dreadful way to go
Some might say its better
To die instantly my friends
For many, many suffered
In agony till the end
We can’t possibly imagine
What it's like there at the front
Many months of fighting
With no end in sight
In trenches, 
Your comrades all about you lying
Water logged and stinking,
Lying, crying, dying.
So please stand in silence
Remember, remember them 
They fought for our freedom
Our women and our men


Details | Verse | |

Does the War Ever Really End

A moment stauls...
Somewhere in between
What shall always be... 
Known as my lost and forever hour

Where I wake to sounds of thrashing rains
A clock sits staring, ticking and tocking
My own darkness illuminating lightning
Distant thunder following her in shame

Although, throes of raven blackness
Slumber holds on to the pitch
But, I pass through limbo hallways of surreal
Stumbling forth in directions by my blinded feel itch

Walls of lucid memories like dripping paint 
Begin to lapse deep into the younger years 
And creaking footfalls shatter their echo
Of certian remembered fears 

"Ah" deja vu sounds the alarm even further
Cracks from father’s room, is the ceiling leaking?
Into my little ears I'm more awake
As I hear the faint famaliar tears of weeping

My curiosity ever stronger than before
And innocent eyes through doorways peer
It’s the war again; Mom said he tried...
To leave it all behind, but still it's always there

And the storm's outside, but in a booming violence
Rushes back surreal into the unforgotten killing
The death, its experiences still locked up
Within his mind never free or escaping

A heroes love is his strength
Protecting me from a world with terrible pains
But, somehow I’ve learned to understand
That he needs his son, to calm his troubled angst

And silently I step
Inching slowly towards him
And nestle up within his trembling hands
Tugging upon one sleeve whispering "Dad, oh dad?"

“God has sent me here”
I say directly in his ear
Quieter now “To love you”
My tone gentle to his needs

Wiping away his tears
He whispers back...
“I know”
And picks me up, relieved

And in turn we face the scene
Of a passing storm into silence
As the rain seems alive to notice
Stopping to watch our mends in evanescence

We are somewhat aware we are within God's presence 
Looking to each other with a shrug
And then my dad holds me up
Giving this boy the biggest hug

Beneath the returning quiet 
And the ambience of moonray light
He carries me back to my room
And places me into bed amid the last flash of white

Pulls the blankets up
Knowing this will comfort me
And I’ll never forget the words
He said so effortlessly 

“One day...
You will have a son
Always let him know you love him
And your bond will never end”

Again I wake, this time
To the sounds of an apologetic rain
The lightening has ceased its battle
And the thunder it no longer blames

I unwind the blanket
And uncover and sit
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes
Awake, on the edge of bed

Was this a dream?
Or a twist of fate reality?
I ponder, running fingers through my hair
And, merely reflect upon it

Then I realize…
I was not alone
Dad is watching, not far away
And I know one day, I'll see him soon, after heaven's gates


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Bicycle Beds

Written February 26, 2013


Its all this new slang
Got them banging their heads
Against their bicycle beds
And the foolhardy pledge 
To ride tricycles instead

We are the kings and queens
Of the wonderful yard
Of the street corner dancers
And panhandling bards

A generation will rise
So duck and cover your eyes
We're building up through the night
No need to put up a fight

Godspeed to those approaching death
They won't get to see
What we've got coming next
You'll faint from holding your breath

This cold case is closed
No need to stay in repose
To dwell on precious regrets
That are laced with vellocet


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Heroes On Distant Battlefields - Dedicated to Veterans of Foreign Wars

Traveling life's murky waters,
Were these brave men.
My friends in dark jungles.
Dying for many who did not care.

Malaria and typhoid invisible enemies;
Still then, that occasional sniper bullet,
Snuffing out a life in an instant.
Fighting for country yet hated by some.

Freedom was all they tried to preserve,
While every night evil pounding helmets.
Unrelenting hatred killing one at a time;
Sometimes a dozen in one blizzard of shells.

Living in a hell on earth to protect liberty.
Seeing dead eyes of buddies seconds ago alive.
Oh to understand what terror really is;
Surrealistic death in drowning bloody color.

Brothers found de-bowled and castrated by enemy,
Bodies hanging from beautiful rain forest trees.
Life bodily fluids dripping to feed their roots,
That horror which still lives in their minds.

Flag red stripes brightened with bloodied courage;
I ask how many Americans truly realize this?
Flying Old Glory only on National Holidays,
Oh that mental pain it has caused so many soldiers.

Coming home to icy cold stares,
Murderers seen in the eyes of some Americans.
Heroes welcome buried in front pages of wrongful war;
Medals tarnished before seeing light of another day.

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn


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Love confession in war

Excitement tears to pieces her heart,
Like the thunder destroys the sky.
She wants to forget, she wants to try...
But all emotions boil in the blood.

"Honey, Where are you?"
She wants to say - "I'm with you"
But there is no answer and silence around
Big rain-drops fall on the ground.

She waits so long as if time is stopped,
She is alone in the ruthless world,
She waits so long and life is dropped,
Her only thought that time is gold.

"Honey, darling, my brave soldier,
Safe your country and your life.
War is not only the fight for happy future,
It's also time to spend your single life"

She looks with fear at the window,
The clear glass is all in drops.
There are cold tears in the mirrow,
They run like water and it falls.

"Go away, go away this scaring image
In your usual world of nature,
Go away and let me know,
I understand your vivid lecture!"

When people started to fight
The bright day turns into the cruel night
War is everywhere:
In people's heart and people's head.

War is like a black evil kite,
He destroys by his wings daily light.

When people started to fight,
War settles in the house,
Nobody remembers, who is wrong or right,
But families will be apart in their rouse.

So, she stays at home and remember his face.
She dreams about the long-waited meeting,
About his touch and tender embrace,
Warm and desired greeting.

The finish will be...When? 
Who knows,
Rain will run away and drop just falls.


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Battle of Culloden

Battle of Culloden

1746 is a date I now know
Descendents of Ours, Great courage they showed
After fearless fighting the Jacobites grew fewer
Bloodshed ran thick through Culloden Moor

The Catholics gathered in the heathered feild
Faces war painted and blunt swords they did weild
It was a time where the Highlands Clans colided
The Fate of many already decided

A Cunning, curageous but desperate technique
Planned and ready the first regiment streaked
The Highland Charge took its birth
If only they knew what the outcome was worth

Seen in the air the mist of last breaths
As the next wave ordered run to their deaths
Fearless and determined , ill prepared and Rustik
They Stood no chance against the Hanoverians Muskets

A date in Ano domini's Time Line For sure
An end to the jacobites long lasting tour
At the end of the day the battle elapsed 
The Jacobite's coalition began to collapse

Prisoner's are gathered and sent south to Suffer
Their Forced into  Labour or Death penalty they discover 
The remaining few who rebel and oppose
Get tried for High Treason and put into rows
The death penalty is issued and the  craw of the crows
Echoe Eerily as they hang by the Gallows.


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The Seasons Of Change

The Seasons Of Change

How the years have passed me by so fast, it seems like yesterday.
The road through life has twists and turns got lost but found my way.
So many sunsets since that time so much that I have learned.
But for that love I found one spring for her my heart still yearns.

Soldiers still march off to war and old men feel their pain.
Why don’t people ever learn there’s nothing we can gain.
Beat the drums and sound the horns the brave will heed the call.
Then take their names and etch them in a big black marble wall.

The seasons passed me by so fast, oh where did they go.
Fashions never seem to last the new looks like the old.
One thing that has never changed and I hope it never will.
The love that blossoms in the spring between a boy and girl.

I dream of days when love and hope are all that mankind needs.
When poets write and artists paint on canvas lovely things.
When man will look to heaven high to see their reigning king.
And Love between a boy and girl blossoms in the spring.


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Broken Heart Warfare

So full of hurt
Heart Stomped in the dirt
But I'll get up
I'll brush off my skirt

Paste a smile on my face
Get back in the race

My fake laugh I'll embrace
While so alone in this place
I'll fake my sweet grace
Tie my hair up in lace

Hope no one will care 
To see past my fake stare
Because I can not bare
To explain my despair 

No I don't need your prayer
Nor your disapproving glare

My sadness will wear
Life's just so unfair
Breaking dear hearts
Like illegal warfare

While my insides repair
I'll just brush this long hair
Fake smile blank stare

Should pull me through
This broken heart warfare.

<3 Kaleelynn


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WAR

W A R

Before I was a foetus
The world was at war
Our forefathers forced to fight
For it was all irresistible

Now I have grown 
And I’m dragged to a fight I did not ignite
A war which I do not know if it will end
In the front line we fear for our lives

Gone through hills and mountains
The soles in our boots ran out
Food and water were all we needed	
A journey we never prepared for

The smell of gun powder fills the air
Empty gun shells carpet the ground
War vehicles smoking and left to rot
The battle have seized

Waking to the sound of gun shots we tremble in fear
Day and night we do not know the difference
For the enemy does not rest
But my enemy is a man like me

How many deaths must we suffer?
How many forests must we bring down?
How many generations must pay for our forefather’s faults?
How long can our race really endure this suffering?


By: Bokamoso N. Pule


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Bazookas In The Bed

          Bazookas In The Bed

We have a mosquito problem
It’s in our house.  It never ends
There’s nothing we can do but shoot them
Then shoot them over and over again
You see…You understand…They’re not our friends
Potions, tonics, sprays all make them happy
It gives them strength to multiply
We’re looking to make their lives less comfy
Less pleasant less satisfied
It’s not from animus or hate
Shells and ammo is the case.  It’s simply fate
And to that end
I stay up late at night and wait  
7 bazookas by my side and sights are ready
And from my bed in the deepest dark
I fire at will!  I fire straight!
The idea is not to simply kill them
Though that would be so very great
But to make them really really dead
With bazooka fire power from my bed


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War Within

Tawny yellow scotch, cigarette 
smoke thunders in the wars you 
know. Slow death, so cool, no 
greater courage can arise than 
attending wisdom to survive.
We put defeat blow us, as air 
struggles to breath... shall we 
sore to let courage surround 
us or withstand defeat alone.
As we drown at times in 
plumed swimming the angels 
we shall meet, line after line 
of officers with no uniforms 
of defeat.


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Tribute To Corporal Buckles

A hundred-ten year old soldier was interred in Arlington Cemetery today.
Corporal Frank Woodruff Buckles now sleeps nigh his comrades in sacred clay,
Awaiting that glorious morn when Gabriel's bugle will sound that final call,
To fall in for the last calling of the roll!   Corporal Buckles will be standing tall!

"Taps" was played echoing far beyond the hills of Arlington into the misty past,
Reminding all of brave men who were destined to die or were horribly gassed!
Courageous men who willingly placed national destiny above their very own,
To ensure that our precious and hard-won freedoms would ne'er be overthrown!

Only sixteen, he lied about his age trying to join the navy and marines with no luck,
And was told, "Go home before your Mom knows you're gone, you young buck!"
He told a bigger whopper telling the army recruiter he was all of twenty-one!
The sergeant, looking for warm bodies signed him up, thence the deal was done!

He was promoted to corporal and served with distinction as an ambulance driver.
After serving in France, he was honorably discharged, returning a heroic survivor!
As a civilian he was a prisoner of the Japanese in the Philippines but was kept alive,
And was rescued after three years in Los Banos prison camp in nineteen forty-five.

He proudly represented the 'doughboys' of The Great War as last man standing.
So much, so very much to him we owe for his service was most outstanding!
That venerable symbol of America, the majestic Golden Eagle, cried,
On the day that the old veteran, Corporal Frank Woodruff Buckles died!

(Corporal Buckles, the last American survivor of World War 1, died 27 February 2011, at the age of 110)

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved




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Confessions of a Soldier

Dear wife 
I killed a man today…
Hence to you, I must confess
This heavy burden of mine

Orders came swiftly
And thrust upon the battlefield was I
Shouts of “Charge! Charge!”
Echoing still, throughout my mind

Blinded by the masses 
Of my fellow men
Who seemed to bound past 
Too far ahead

Somewhere in the distance 
An enemy was not seen
I remained cowardly frozen, while oblivious 
To dangers surrounding me

Why in this particular moment 
To be struck in the head 
Not by a missile
But, by too many questions I could not comprehend

And deafening explosions, whistling bullets
A reddening madness in the midst
I stood all alone…
Contemplating with anger and clenching my fists

Then, I spied a suspicious movement 
From out the corner of my eye
He came rushing towards me, bayonet in hand
Now, I reasoned fairly quickly that I did not want to die

It was he or it was I
Who was more willing to live
Were there now moral questions to decide
Or just an instinct of actions we did

Sadly my love
All I can say…
Is that, I’m the one who lived 
And walked away

Again, in regret I inform you
That I’m not entirely sure if I sinned
But, this I do know, I did not win
I killed a man today


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Hero Sheep: The Golden Age of Wool

In days of old when knights were bold and dungeons were dug deep 
Widely renowned back then was found, a race of hero sheep 
These sheep were strong, these sheep were tough, these sheep were eight feet tall 
And lots of very useful stuff was knitted from their wool 

The wool was strong, and woven long to any length was able 
To out perform the tensile strength of any modern cable 
While nimble hands, pulled finer strands from out that noble flock 
Which taut, sufficed to cleanly slice right through the toughest rock 

Those sheep were prized, and many wise men kept their woolly kind 
Twas said the bleating of those sheep would stimulate the mind 
The wonders that those sheepies wrought, would fill a hundred lists 
And fuelled a boom for work by loom and wool technologists 

They found that wool, if tightly bound would not only float 
But closely weaved and interleaved, could make a woolly boat 
While natural grease, gleaned from that fleece, if applied just right 
Succeeded to fulfil the need to make it watertight. 

So woolly fleets sailed ancient seas, to ply the trade in wool 
Till pirates knitted cannons, to fire woollen cannonballs 
And so, therefore, a woolly war broke out throughout the world 
The war was short, but keenly fought where woollen sails unfurled 

The brief wool war had one deep flaw, though everyone was willing 
For woolly blades, however made, are little use for killing. 
This one defect completely wrecked the wool age upward trend 
And so the golden age of wool came to a sudden end. 


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Standing Alone

Raiding hoards assemble to make the attack;
Aerodromes on high alert, we’ll fight them back.

Brave souls scramble to cockpits everyone;
Awaiting the final vector to where the deed is done.

Away boys! Away! 
And off they take to meet their fate,
The dwindling few do not hesitate.

Some to return and some to not;
Together forward they meet the onslaught.

Sirens blare the target is sure,
To your guns lads! We’ll give’em a cure.

Barrage balloons aloft, we’ll keep’em up high,
The gunners are ready, waiting the spotter’s eye.

Run from your flat to the safe tube below,
Gas mask at the ready, you just never know.

The old man leads us in songs of good cheer,
Knowing all the while that our end could be near.

Bombs drop and the guns blaze,
Another neighborhood disappears with a haze.

The docks are burning a bright orange hue,
Damn you bloody bastards, our boys will take care of you!

Swirling trails against blue skies,
Belie the deadly dance taking place before our eyes.

Flaming wreckage, another early grave,
More mothers grieve, have we all gone insane?

Finally all clear, we creep from our boroughs,
Shattered buildings surround, but the Jack’s still unfurled.

Mr. Churchill walks the rubble to buck up our faith,
On the beaches, in the fields and in the streets he says,
We’re standing alone, but to persevere is our fate.

This one is for my dear friend Gladys. She was 11 and living in London during 
the blitz.


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The Forgotten Voices

The date
July Twenty Eight
The year, 1914
The War which we feared 
It began, something we could not foresee
This date, still haunters me
To this very day
Those bewailing screams
And those traumatic scenes
Words to do not to justify 
The violence I've seen
Those images cemented in my brain
I still have those vivid dreams 
From what took place 
That no matter how much gin
I drink it will not go away
I pray for forgiveness for my sins
For those i killed in the war
My families even more distraught
This carnage i couldn’t bare 
A pray to him up here, make it back from the war
I shed blood sweat and tears for my brothers 
Living in pure darkness for so many years
Barbaric injuries that cant be Unseen
Blind to the cold war's corruption
And the overwhelming destruction
The hellish scenes, the smell of death
The air breathed in and breathed out
Men bleeding out, guts open on show
From the broken torsos
Broken bones
I tried i to heal him
Whilst in the mist of the battlefields
I cant see him breathing
Tranquility masks over him
Hes close to leaving 
Hes dying right next to me, I blamed me
We were meant to be a team
He went charging out ahead of me
He was only young, he was was like my son
The fight with death that was the battle
A brave soul but looking back at him
Was the darkness of gun barrel!
I failed him as his sergeant
And as his farther!
I couldn’t look at his broken carcass
And my pain bleeds 
Eternal may he rest in peace
That day will be remembered with me
Taken to my grave
Trapped in hell my tombed sealed
But I'm still awake
My eyes still twitching, they flicker
I'm itching to put the gun 
To my temple and pull the trigger
To ease the pain emotionally and physically
Get out of this hell hole instantly 
We cant we have more love and peace!
7 million civilians deceased
Bodies piled up in a heap
My gun wound though my leg 
Reminds me of my narrow escape of death 
As i stick my fingers in pulling out the bullet 
Through sheer will power and adrenaline i manged to do it 
As the blood oozes I'm losing too much
When we it stop 
It ensues blood
My life flashes I'm doomed
Must I stop thinking I'm a useless solider
I still have both my arms
And firearms 
In my holster,
Bomb blast off just over my platoon
My brothers fatal wounds 
From there firearms
Bleeding out hes dying in my arms! 
And theirs nothing i can do!
Go for cover dragging my brothers limbless body out fast
From the depths of despair 
Muddy helmet and bloody chest
My impulse to pull my trigger to revenge my brothers death
I clench my gun and come out screaming out of my trench
My ordeal
I wake screaming
My nightmare isn’t real
Gulp the vodka, numb the pain
The same nightmare again!
 Night after night day after day!
 I can still smell the scent of rotten-ting flesh
The only thing the war promised was death!
A minute silence for all those
Who died 4 years ago wont
Bring those broken souls home 
But with restore some hope
This war has finally fished today the date 
11th of November Nineteen Eighteen
A date that we be forever remembered
But even more traumatic than fortitude 
Was returning home too 
Loved ones and breaking the there bad news!
She asks you how did he die?
You say peacefully, you lied
We both know its not true
R.I.P Private Mathew Blue.


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ATHENA

 ATHENA

A girl so gorgeous to regard upon with grins
does protect this peaceful city with serene souls.
She blesses all the dwellers with witful arts and
cunning crafts that carve them into beautiful souls
into beautiful souls that radiate transformation
of cocoons into butterflies that fly freely
in the sky with birds, white clouds, and the flaming sun.
From her sheath her sword was drawn to slay many beasts 
who crept the peripheries of the city walls,
in search of human prey with avaricious fangs.
They creep and crawl and roar many frightful screeches,
that imbue the human heart with horror and fear. 


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Misty Clouds

Suddenly it looks misty
and cloudy.
A miasma of our duplicitous past
Is hanging over the Niger.
Blowing down from the polar.
It looks like rain again.
Rain again,
Whoever wants it to rain again.
 
Who is it that taught you
Such mendacity:
You were "born to rule"?
Whoever lied to you that
The more southerners you killed
Or the more churches you bombed,
The more virgins you will be
entitled to in heaven?
 
Whoever told them
We can not match their missiles or
Even quench their fires
With the waters we have in the khamsin?
 
It looks like a storm again
But we no longer use machetes.
They appear to be ready;
Chanting their war songs.
But we pray not for this impending rain of blood.


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Kindness is a Virtue

Who are and who is my friends or acquaintances, confusing everyday
but today I have found my self to walk a path that is not so rough
I became so blinded to have friends that it pains me anyway
They take a simple kindness and think that I am not tough
so by deliberately challenging me to act like nothing happens I grow bold
Wake up you! and all the rest, I have something to say
I don't like this feeling of regret or sorrow so please do not take me cold
as a friend you should know to not take advantage of my kindness in away
A storm is blowing inside my soul burning a hole in it so
lightning is striking in methods unknown for in the distance thunder you hear
Some of the greatest warriors fall with great weapons of bow
antics that slaughters such feebleness as cowardices use an unseen spear
To let one know that your feelings are clear do not hesitate
to do so shows fear and that is one thing that can determine your choice
With kindness in your corner you should easily win and that will be great!
In the end you can hold up a drink with friends and smile and rejoice


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Worth the climb

Who can un-travel the journey of love
of a thousand and one contradictions
of moments more - then less than enough
the weapon for a minds ammunition 

for all get wounded in the unsought war
the plight of being shot by friendly fire
eye on the enemy while at the door
lie the unsuspecting repercussions of desire

Much like soldiers fully geared
suited with the warfare of Cupid 
It's not just the suffering that we fear
but the suffering because we were stupid
 
There's more to marriage 
than want of bliss, more than euphoric kiss
lest it leave you with no more than a vestige
one must weigh their hope with the risk

And so with cautious heart we trod
this road we cannot un-travel
and hope beyond hope there is a God
for loves journey is a fragile battle

It can crush and it can kill
or make all your dreams sublime
make no mistake this journeys uphill
but in the end you can only hope... it's was every bit worth the climb


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Ideological War of the Worlds

 The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
 Humanity progressed to progressive sufferage,
that comes with many names,
the ideology won without a shot,
convinced populations into guilted shame,
lost are voices of courage,,
 The warring world will arise,
between makers and takers,
parasitic ideology's green eyed mind,
re-writing regulations by progressive thinkers,
big brother's utopian great enterprise,,
 Dependent we all become, parasitically,
even forced fed into submission,
by governmental state so enlarged,
numbered you are by institution,
nothing owned, only redistributed cynically,,
 Paupers suffer under progressive fortitude,
soulless programs of living propaganda,
your worth, what you produce,
socialized into this living agenda,
living taxed products of servitude,
           , and then...
 The rise will come independent,
carrying courage and freedom proudly,
with wisdoms weapon in hand,
knowledge in the other soundly,
honor reclaimed by the sentient,,
 Independent declarations germinating from seed,
feared by any progressive regime,
warriors in freedom stand tall,
threatened is the progressive dream,
renewing freedoms that will breed,,
 The liberty that spawned revolution, 
alive from all moral conceptions,
viewed as evil that's progressive,
feared are soulless seeking redemption,
the light of liberty's salvation,,
 Beating freedoms of sentient heart,
the salvation of fighting worth,
a force greater than any darkness,
warriors of liberty step forth,
champions of honor that impart,,
     , next, the final chapter of...
 Ideological war of the worlds,
eye to eye never seen,
the hatred between clearly drawn,
problems with peace to intervene,
the conflict as it unfolds,,
 Coming as thieves of night,
armys on both sides  comes,
fortifying and building societial walls,
truth and lies propaganda welcomes,
armored suited masses to fight,,
 Emerges the lights of honor,
the independent class called defenders,
private elites of character gold,
the shadows behind all pretenders,
opperatives that's far more superior,,
 Defenders are warriors of light,
core beliefs that's solely independent,
religiously organized they never follow,
thorns in a crowned tyrant,
independent wills of great might,,
 They are why freedom thrives,
true leaders leading into tomorrow,
that govern by liberty's will
that invites everyone to follow,
founding fathers of our lives..  


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Fertile Crescent, iii

Fertile Crescent
and Vestigial Conscience

The sun overshadowing my morality
my self- righteousness eclipsed

Where early mans' dawn is, 
Our sun over my left *should* threaten to tinge me if
I pontificate platitudes that fail to connect us to
full stomachs for our children, solid comfort during our elders’ aging and respite needs
 
That McChrystal was sacrificed at the altar
the way Abraham (*pause) to show faith
O yea, my ancient ancestors from Ireland
Maybe they had roots in Celtic lore
Heralding Beowulf’s heroics
And maybe they had someone in some way connected to 
 various seafaring warring factions!
 
Tyranny and takeover spark hatred
vitriolic
blinding rage, like
action- oriented swarming killer bees~
Vestigial, then, is it - our
primordial consciousness?

Weeping flows, but flash floods cannot compare, 
and the burn of fury that hot lava
NO! of liquid molten, from the deepest depths of Earth's core - 
even that cannot compare 
to the condemnation
my foe must assume.
 
With this pen I secure my conduit to the divine, 
My unpretentious foothold here from my pedestal, 
denouncing injustice! 
My spears are fueled
 
Fertile Crescent
Ghosts of pharaohs
Branded timeless in stone
Reigning order
Condemning the vilified,
as it is published by
The Royal Geographical Society:
Syria as the Gateway between East and West
Leonard Woolley
The Geographical Journal
Vol. 107, No. 5/6 (May - Jun., 1946), pp. 179-190)
And why shouldn’t this be so?
 
Beowulf, an earliest epic
Of Old English
How proud and agile to be able
To confer your legacy in written format
Onto your generations and incursions ~
 
Daughters of the American Revolution, 
weren't you early colonists settling in Maryland?
Wasn't The Crown's high noon tea wrought with hypocrisy?

I was wrong when I supposed 
McCongress ordered striking the King's son
off the Dollar Menu, To Go, 
when they showed up at the
Drive-Thru window
 
Morocco & France have tensions
today that sprouted around this very topic, you know.
Everyone has to pay attention to who the special children are, 
from the special castes - it is written and taught in
children's international fairytales 
written by nations collectively-
cultures present their insides
in their telling of morals embellished
inside gripping tales
to their children,
use of cultural symbols and
delectable terms,  the signs all 
lead directly to the diaper room. 
But for this poet, it was the Irish potato famine
forbidding entry into libertine culture.


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a savage heart out in the wilds

Stranded on a deserted isle
your coconut friends stood by
but floated away in the storm
you sought a cave as a dorm
from the flux. You were left in rags
and after many years your eyes' heart in sags.
Those whom you've always thought would be there
have left you unbeknownst in the silent night.
You have become a bear in these wilds
for none to truly be your companion dare
for savage is your path and untamed;
You shall know of war and of death his name. 
Your path is full of misery and dispair
yet you as a good solder you still march on
with a smile on your face,
for in the end you will have won.


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AFGHANASTAN WINTER

         AFGHANASTAN  WINTER
The freeze has brought them to a winters' night
they've made themselves, forgetting what is right,
and they can see their children cry
but not a one will reason why,
nor think upon enough to see the light.

There's no repent for killing as it's done
and no resistance to it going on,
just hate on hate that only grows,
the hint of peace that never shows,
with lots of blame, enough for everyone.

And to this chaos, we have paved the way
for men of opportunity to play
and build their fortunes from it all
while winter makes its frigid call,
and brings another dark and longest day.

The heros are not known, til dies are cast
til all has slipped away into the past,
and truth is what a baby hears
but laid to rest in later years,
and right is not defined until the last.
© ron wilson the Doylestown Poet


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WAR


A young boy just 17
proud and strong
joined the Marines.
Demands
control
A dictated life.
No time for children
A home
A wife
A world of bombs
letters in the rain
A life of violence
slaughter and
pain.
A soldier
A hero
A Saint of war
Did you ever question
What you were fighting for?
In the name of greed
control and power
Death leaves
The tainted soil sour.
You return home
Boy to Man
Like a native tongue
In a foreign land.
Violent nightmares
The sound of bombs
When guns replaced
Your chance to love.
You left behind a land of blood.
You hit the bottle and
hit it hard.
Then lived your life
behind your bars.
Isolated in your cave.
Far from the land
that made you brave.
Though you killed more
than you ever saved.
Your 62
Short and fat
Try on the uniform
Adjust the hat
Adorn with medal's
You shine like gold.
But the man looking back
now looks so old.
You start a smile
that becomes a snigger
In irony
You pull the trigger.
Your name now written on the wall
In remembrance
For one and all.
Who'd fought in the war
back in the day.
That no amount of words can say.
For the sight of fields now painted red
A grave of remembrance
for all the dead.
No more laughter
life or smiles
For now the poppies
Go on for miles.



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Unfunny

The class clown 
Made society Frown
Should put his *** down

I know barely anything on politics
Probably nothing

And this fake satire
Isn't the proper attire
For whats up
Don't take a sip from my cup

And open your mind really
stop being silly

I make kids laugh
As If I'm a sexy giraffe
I'm really the plague 
Hitting the young youth

Just grow up
and Drink your own cup


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Tomorrow

Copyright © 2014 
08..13.2014 

What will tomorrow bring 
  current crises must be a dream.

ISIS gaining desert steam 
  like a locomotive they seem.

Putin's Russia returning COLD 
  last Cold War not that old.

Whole town of Ferguson up in smoke 
  illegal shooting for an ounce of dope and
  militarized police even destroying hope. 

Fallen Angels and GOD'S Promise 
  End of Time events now upon us. 

So, what will tomorrow bring 
  current crises got us dreaming.

Prophesied, a war against Satan's Allies 
 defeated by a shout from the skies.

Some say it is Biblical, and must come 
  an in-bound missile, or an Angel's hum,
  or maybe that asteroid they could avoid 
  but by HIS Word, our Savior, and Lord.

Voices of Liberty sought a better destiny 
  so shall by HIS Power the faithful to be.

Many refused to admit there was a climate change 
  now our planet's system permanently rearranged.

So, what will tomorrow bring 
  current crises must be a dream.

These crises of 2014 - 2019 
  might not be what they seem.

by: LPruitt 
edited: Aug 15, 2014/11:35pm 
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           Aug 25, 2014/9:31pm 
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Breeding the Cull

"Hear me." that’s how it always starts. Some loud mouthed tyrant stepping on the backs of his followers, to throne the salted vigor of his speech.
 
"Hear me!" 
 
"Follow me into this place, unknown maybe, but full of gifts to those willing to take it from the mouth of destiny, I assure you. The FATE that you…Yes YOU have earned with your blood, your sweat, your SACRIFICE! For you have left the bed of your woman, to fight for your country, for your KING! Do you not deserve the respite of hunger, of shelter? Have WE not earned that?”
 
And the crowd’s hungry stomachs tremble beneath the throe of desperate and determined screams both invoked and festered by the name they call KING; who seeks only to grip a longer whip, to reach further than the crown before him. 
 
"Hear me!" "So I may show you the way, to freedom!”
 
The lash of a tongue, is sometimes much stronger than that of a whip..
for it is much more deceiving.
 -James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


Details | ABC | |

I Can't Believe It's Really Over This Time

I really hate this feeling, sometimes I wish I could stop breathing. I don't wanna try, just leave me here to die. You were the thing that made my life living for, but your no longer mine anymore. I feel so much pain, sometimes I believe I'm going insane. I'm missing what we had, although it was bad. I'm always walking down memory lane, why can't you see my pain? I know people change, &&' things get strange. I guess I gotta face it, she's my new replacment. I can't believe it's really over this time, I feel as if i have commited a crime. I live in a world of sorrow, so I don't ever worry about tomorrow. I didn't even have time to cry, because i had already said bye. I feel like I'm digging a deeper whole, so I'm hoping Jesus will take control. I'm sorry for my dumb mistake, but baby now I'm wide awake.


Details | I do not know? | |

Combat

I remember that day and never looking back
I said goodbye to my family and grabbed my duffel bag
Im off to be a hero just like my grandfather and my dad
Im going to fight for America Im going to become a man 
I will make you all proud by protecting all your dreams
Generations of battles war nerve pumping throughout my veins
Familiar echoing war drum beating inside from my angry heart
No sooner than I am deployed the blood shed and death will start
Nothing could prepare me for the violence I would see
I met death with my first kill, and made a deal with inhumanity
My first experience of occupation I fired at every moving car
The rules of engagement were simple kill everything both near and far
Giving candy to little kids all named Michel Jackson, but not to win hearts
But to use them as human shields against  the enemy insurgent charge
Women and child seperated from their husbands and father
We were lethal shepherds in armor hurding the lambs into the slaughter
Still to this day when I close my eyes their screams become my ghost
Eight months inside the hole, I lost myself, I lost all of my hope
My dreams become a horror for my nightmares have now over filled
And from my cup and my eyes their blood will be poured and spilled
I look at a tattered picture of my own family back at home
But can not smile or remember or I too will come undone
Numb by design, programmed in fear, and not to feel
Compassion has left me alone, I am cold organic steel
Casualties of war are corpses I ran over in the valleys and the fields
Im a killing machine a 1014 an M16 are the swords that I weild
A modern day holocaust ordered to kill anything posing a threat
But when getting fired upon from a crowd its hard to identify a target
Lock and load Little Elvis once again it's time to kill
Weapons forged against us lay in the terrain and hides in the hills
RPG fires into defending walls as bullets fire screaming past my head
Machine gunners leveled that f@@#ing building while my comrades are laying dead
Adrenalin pumping fuels the plans for my next attack
Hot flashes of steel pierces my skin as shrapnel shreds through my flak 
People who were in prayer were no safer from their deaths
Bodies still burning, in pieces, or taking their final breath
Children run through my site with tears inside their innocent stripped eyes
She was no older than ten as she watched her little brother die
Deafened ears fall upon me, blood now is my fate 
Hell is abroad in this desolate God forsaken place 
Soldiers took trophy pictures of their faces with the dead
Who is the enemy I wonder, this doesn't make any sense
The boy who left home to become a man he never did come back
His soul still wanders the Tigris River lost forever to Combat

For all of my fallen friends, heroes, and families. You are always with me and will see you soon


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10-313 Untold

He saw me I saw him
We leaped for greatness
But we were earth bound
He surpasses my hopes
And shatters my dreams
I feel darkness in him which I bravely embrace
He’s my hope my shield my love
My undivided trust
With him
I feel that I can reach bounds and mounts of greatness
So why do I still feel so empty


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They Left so Abruptly

They Left so Abruptly

(for the countless South Africans, of all colours, who dedicated their lives for freedom and democracy)

the valiant ones
countless
many known
many more nameless

the truest sons and singers
husbands and poets
lovers and wives
daughters and farmers
workers and sisters
brothers and friends

they left so abruptly
with quiet pride
steely courage
gentle dignity

they left so abruptly
leaving us our tomorrows
brighter
hopeful
filled with promise

they left so abruptly
so that we may breathe
the breath of liberty
the air of freedom
the warmth of justice

they left so abruptly
leaving with us their parting gift

freedom
inkululeko
swatantrata
liberte
azadi
vhudilangi
libertad

they left so abruptly
yet we remember them all
today
in the days that slipped away
and in the many more that we await

they left so abruptly
yet they remain
hewed into our memories
etched in our consciences
engraved in our hearts
they left so abruptly
and yet they endure
with us
within us
now and forever more


Details | I do not know? | |

I Want to Walk with You

I Want to Walk with You
 
I want to walk with you with our heads held high
Never cowering, never with heads bowed
With our feet on this blessed soil, and our dreams reaching for the sky
 
Dreams of simple joys and of peace and of mirth
For all our fellow travelers on this delightful earth
 
Dreams not of wealth or of positions of high standing or of mighty power
Simple dreams of a walk in the aftermath of a Johannesburg evening rain-shower
 
Dreams of bread and water and dignity and shelter and clothes for all
Dreams where all fellow travelers may together walk this earth proud and tall
 
I want to walk with you, my fellow traveler, with our heads held high
Never pandering to power, never silent in the face of its abuse
Always firm in our convictions that we can all make peace if we only try
 
If we try to stop and think and sometimes not to look the other way
If we practice what our different creeds really teach, we will surely see that day
 
When we all, fellow travelers may walk with our heads held high
Never cowering, never with our heads bowed
With our feet on this blessed soil, and our collective dreams reaching for the sky
 
Call me silly, call me naive, call me hopeless, and if you must, call me weak
But is this not the common good that our different creeds and cultures all seek?
 


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Bazooka Joe is Gum - 1000 ways to die

David slings a rock Cop holsters a glock, Lizzie Borden packs an axe Mac he packs the knife, Billy battles with a club, Tommy’s gun is a sub Kelly’s got one too, Bazooka Joe Is Gum, Peter Gunn isn't,Colt45not malt Nor is it a horse, horseshoes & handgrenades, canons have big balls, Doc Holiday had TB Rock Hudson had HIV, James Dean crashes his car,Hank Williams crashes a bar, Natalie Wood don’t float, Cain killed his brother, Juliette drank poison for her lover, Rev. Jim Jones killed with cool-aid, Whitey Bulger he got paid,dead man walking gets to eat Rodney King got beat, Cupid’s arrow as Clyde Barrow, Mama Cass choked on ham 57,000 gone in Nam, Four dead in Ohio, Kamikazes fall 1941, again they fall 2001Iraqi leader with a rope, John Belushi too much dope, Charles Manson is alive MichaelJackson isn’t,Saturday night special is very ordinary, Fast and furious is the crime, Dick Clark just his time Pirate victims walk the plank, THINK, Next I’ll come rolling in a tank Hear the whistle of my missile Dirty Harry had the biggest The Derringer is small Smokey Bear forest fire Greek funeral is a pyre Too many +’s or -’s Is electric surges Woman and child sing the dirges Walking dead Are zombies Fat man and Little Boy Are atom Bombies


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Asymmetrical


The boots moved slowly,
Crunching sun-baked clay.
A hazy wind down alleyways,
It moves with moans 
Then whistles softly,
Quickly gone.

A child stands in a doorway
Pulling something from his robe.
He keys in certain numbers, 
Only doing as he's told.

He waits, then hears a bomb
As it explodes.
A helmet lands and bounces
Near his feet.
He shrugs. then merges with a
crowded street.


Gene Bourne
06-03-14








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Details | I do not know? | |

Flying Hero

To the US service members who have paid the ultimate sacrifice.



Flying Hero


You came home yesterday.
On that silver winged bird.
It wasn't that long ago that you left.
You are back so soon.
But you have done so much.
The colors you are wearing, so familiar.
The colors explain everything.
Why you left, the price you paid, the sacrifice you made.
Pride. Honor. Freedom.
You have made your mark hero.
The colors you wear draped over your casket tell your story.
You did it for me.
You did it for our country.
You did it for FREEDOM.
You will never be seen as a fallen hero.
You will forever fly proud.
As will the colors you died for.


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Of the Flesh

Overt flaccid appendage between
Oft daily covered thus rarely seen
Impure thoughts corrupt ere begin
My soul hearkens evermore to sin

Loathful orchis of life-giving seed
Oft discharged ere without need
Rigid organ of displeasure’s creed
In obdurate selfish gratifying greed

Without hope deceived by lurid lies
Oft priapic salutes not easily denied
Elicit visions ere my eyes confound
Soliciting lustful fantasies profound

Gesticulate orgasmic vessels of life
Oft nightly purveyor of carnal strife
Phallus erectus manipulative spawn
Coitus interruptus ere inerrant scorn

E’er inane lustful wayward flesh 
Oft petty wasteful juvenile request
Thy soul will through faith’s behest
Sin’s power shall this lost waif test

Intemperate desire innately revived
Oft gratuitous dreams ere contrived
Erotica’s promiscuity haply reborn
Insipid respite ephemeral mourned

Temptation’s casual incessant call
Oft disingenuous will not forestall
Evil’s intent to stealthily dissuade
Willful uprightness ne’er forbade

Inferred double-mindedness lives
Oft hidden only wearily forgives
Once enraptured freedom wanes
This broken spirit averse refrains

Death’s worrying promise abated
Oft victory seemingly invigorated
Yet hope ne'er assured is debated
As life is shamelessly eviscerated  

Till temperance’s finality revealed
Oft delinquent wound is repealed
Thine unseen spirit becomes one
My soul’s resistance is overcome

© Eugene Harvey


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Give peace a chance

written  4th June 2013



Our men and women, sent off to war
 how many will return, and ever say what they saw

We sadly hear, of another dead infant
 why are there so many, killed so innocent

More homeless families out on the street
 who will be the next, to admit defeat

What has our world now come to
 save someones life, and guarantee they'll sue

What is happening to the human race
 I ask you, describe your next door neighbours face...


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The war that can be won

The mind commands the body immediately obeys, the mind order itself and it meets arrogance and lets that mean genie out of the bottle.

In your addictions the line between life and death is very thin a war that has only one win if you keep using and letting that evil genie in; death is slow and sure. These are the guideline that you have set; stop and think, do you like being satan pet? keep this thought on your mind, the setting of guidelines belong to God not man!

Logic is blinded and you forget about the past, the future is an unknown; why just to get high? Every endeavor is a challenge is it not, just for a high that just don't last.

Fear not all is not lost! Addiction is a war that can be won, that is if you keep certain things in your mind, fighting it with all your heart, and all of your mind. Lean not on your own understanding, but finding faith in God of your own understanding;. Place your trust in Him; He not demanding.

Addiction and recovery encompass neatly identical tactics, they are both learned behavior and they are both controlling factors. Neither one accept anything less than total victory. the first one will bring about your destruction and second one brings about a chance to live a life free from bondage.

Open your eyes don't let illogical thinking be your guide, living life with satan by your side, just for the brief moment of that high. This life type of living is shaded and it is unkind; demons controlling your mind.
 Word to the wise, wisdom and strength comes from the One that is Setting most high; let the Lord edify. Life in the Word will become excitedly gratifying ; in this your will find strength without any boundaries and all that you need is faith and belief that Jesus can set you free; Pick up His words and read John 3:16.  
Nothing beat a failure but a try; so I pray for you and so please stop getting high.


Details | Quatrain | |

Fading Anguish

Forced down onto the thick mud
the stench of this rotten blood
Determined for this to be surreal
My fate would change if it were real

My life begins anew In my head
From the time mother put me to bed
Father took me to my first Yankee’s game
Where I was inspired by their fame

To keep the kids soundly in bed
My blood, I fear, I must shed
Not knowing whether I would live or die
the anguish is consuming my thigh

The pain is slowly dying out
my destiny is nothing but a doubt
Laying on the red infested loam
Guadalcanal, you are my last home.


Details | Senryu | |

Pulled the Trigger

Bullet wounds
The criminal shoots down his
First targets

How dare you
Shoot them uncontrollably
CHAOS grows .  .  .

Don’t shoot it!
The victims are running mad
And you pulled

The trigger
I’m terrified of your strength
DROP IT, man ! ! !


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

ARMAGEDDON

ARMAGEDDON!
Defining the human character avers that yet we may be different our likelihood remnants the same. Figments of yesterday lingers. Never a will lost but a being found. The sylph sleeps with soul. Aphorism is percept. To live by doctrine and principle, is the axiom brought forth. Never to fragment or pierce the heart but to heal a broken path of truth is veracity unto God. The spirit sleeps within the soul. Proverbial, as the greater determination, humankind solidifies their crossing. A peak will transect and transform into a jet stream. The clouds are aura overhead. A revelation discourse will soon become the ration. Spirit is shown. Once the rage comes, the veils will be removed. In the distant will stand an almighty presence. Seen by the eyes of one, the universe will be possess by its people. Adherence will be the commandment. The badness man (or woman might child) will remain standing. I will step to the cause. The soul is engrossed. ____________________________| PENNED ON JULY 21, 2014!


Details | Lyric | |

Letter From A Friend

Dear Friend
Why you wondering where we stand? 
Me and you are tighter
Then the ying yang we make with our hands
I know we’re far apart
But a call brings us back together
No matter the hour of the day
And no matter the type of weather forever
But I’m glad
You came to me first
Each time I read your letter
It hurts me even worse
Because I see us more than friends
We’re bothers in the Lord
So if you are hurting
Then I am hurting even more
You can always count on me
When your world is going wrong
I will never turn my back on you
Even if my back is against the wall
And I know it’s not easy to tell our moms
When it’s hard for us to stand
What do they know about military life? 
Or the struggle for a military man? 
Don’t be shy
Because there’s something we all do fear
If I had the chance to switch services
You know I’ll be right there
And I am not brave
I wanna be the friend you can lean on
you said I can calm you down
well I also wanna keep you Army strong
death isn’t nothing
but the devil getting to you
keep believing in God
he will give a path to make it through dude
jus so you know
I’m here I’m always around
you’ve been trained good
so take a step back and calm down
and when you come home
we’re going to party like when we was kids
and laugh at all the stupid things
we ever did
keep your head up
because this is where it has to end
yours truly P.S.
you’re my number one friend


Details | Bio | |

EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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THE WAY WAR VETERANS SUFFER FOR OURS HARD WORK

I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer when we come back from war,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer with tears in ours and sadness on ours faces,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated right,we are treated wrong,we have no one to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated fairly we are treated unfairly,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,We don't have anyone to comfort us,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated kind,we are treated unkind,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,We don't have anyone to comfort us,I still can see the tears of war veterans like me suffing from coming back from war,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated good we are treated badly,I still can see the tears of war veterans like me suffing who are still on this earth while ours conrades have paid the price and die for this country,We still don't have anyone to comfort us, the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw the country on 9/11 when the enemy came and bomb the USA,We was there to comfort the country and the people that lost love ones,the power was on the side of the military of the USA,We beat them down,so I ask this question????? Who are going to comfort us now,we are no longer soldiers but war veterans all mess up we was not born this way but got this way for fighting for ours country////// SSG Jack Thomas Kirt


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Bravehearts Demise

Blinded by loss of thelLove his tormentors denied
Driven by hope but bewildered by he who had lied
Let loose like a fury but mindful of all that he loved
The freedom to live as a man or to die like a martyred dove

Both brave of the mind and the heart, as his brothers in arms
Life on the run in the highlands, staying just out of harm
Strike with the vengeance of God & the wrath of the damned
With God on his side, life unfolds as a legend has planned

Whispering love on the breath of an angel of peace
Blown kisses of star spangled hope, falling just outta reach
Tempered and hardened, by doubt, in the blink of an eye
Lost in a veil of uncertainty, destined to die

Only faith holds the key, to the promise of Heaven to come
Only steel traps the body and soul, 'til the mind will succumb
Beaten and broken of body, but free of the soul
God grant me the strength not to cry out, at the cost of the toll


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War-Born Lullaby

I hear a mother softly cry
As she sings a war-born lullaby.

The song of a father who went away,
To give freedom one more day.

He promised that he would return,
Return from watching evil burn.

It was a promise he could not keep,
As now he sleeps an eternal sleep.

He gave his life so his child could see,
A land of freedom and liberty.

His body now rests beneath green grass,
His medals and picture behind clear glass.

His soul, however, is not gone.
His ideas and dreams are carried on.

She sings the song of war’s high cost.
She sings the song of freedom not lost.

She sings of a father’s sacrifice,
For his country and family he gave his life.


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Ireland

 Oh Ireland i have seen your beauty
 I have seen your hatred too
 I have heard the songs of rebellion
 The war of words,the words of death.
 You remember Pearce,Connolly and Mcbride
 You forget the children who have died
 Died because of your ignorance
 Died,because of you,the people
 Who stand and watch,then turn away
 When will you learn that no-one wins
 In the game of war and hate
 But everybody loses
 For you, is it too late ??


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Well I Declare - If It Aint The Bounty Man

          Well I Declare – If It Aint The Bounty Man

Well I declare!   When I was young and free
I slung 2 guns from about my waste and charged a fee
And shot anything in sight that moved
As long as I got paid of course
I would shoot calories if there was a dollar in it
And lose weight in the process upon my horse
Now I’m 84 and there aint no shootin anymore 
But when I was young if you heard me say
“Well I declare” the word “war” was sure to follow in that statement
“Well I declare war on everyone in this here nation!”
And yell, “What in tar nation!” at the cowpokes in the saloon 
Yes sir.  They’d all run and hide like rabbits and baboons
Well I declare.  I can’t remember anything anymore
Who am I kidding?
I was never young.  I was born 84 and ready for a war


Created on 9/02/14 for- Well I Declare- Poetry contest


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My Mistress War

My Mistress War



I will always think of her. Sometimes fondly. And sometimes with disgust and 
hate. When I wake up holding onto my wife, I think of her. In the quiet hours 
when I’m alone, it is her I am with.  She is always on my mind.  She is all I 
think about. 

I miss her, and the way she smelled. When we were together I hardly slept. 
She would keep me up all night. And now, more with every passing day, it is 
during the darkest hours of the night that I lay awake thinking of the time we 
spent together. 

Her hate kept me warm when I was cold. Her rage fueled me, drove me, and 
drove me crazy. Her screams still haunt me, something to never be unheard. 

She made me a man. She took what innocent and childish ways that I had, 
and replaced them with a lust and desire for the forbidden. I still want her. I 
still need her. Nearly a decade after our first encounter, and I still feel her 
presence everywhere. 

With her, I felt as though I was exactly who I was supposed to be. I always 
knew what I had to do. And life was simple. Not easy, but simple. 

And then it was over. I knew I would never see her again but I could never 
have expected how lonely I would be without her. In nearly every room of my 
house there is some sort of memento to remind me of her. My body carries 
scars and tattoos for her. I close my eyes and I see her.  When I sit in silence 
I hear her screams. 

I want her. Always. I need her. Never again. 

She was my mistress, and will be always. 

My mistress War...

©Sean Moore 2014


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To the Nameless Soldier

To the Nameless Soldier

Your orders may come now...

...or at 19h45 this evening.

'Shoot to kill'
'Engage the enemy'
'Hold the line'
'Break up the gathering'

'Ready, aim, fire'

but you have felt too

the stab of hunger
the bite of thirst
the bayonet of loss
the wound of despair

but you have seen too

the pain in a mother's eyes
the grief in a father's face
the incomprehension in a child's down-cast look

'Ready, aim, fire'

but you, the nameless soldier have heard

the cries of the grieving family
the wailing of the widowed wife
the quiet agonizing sound of the child's weeping

'Ready, aim, fire'

your orders may come now
or at 23h30 tonight
or tomorrow
or the day after that
or next week or month or year

but you have seen and felt and heard too

the agony of a peoples' simple desire
the hurt of a nation long bludgeoned
the wounds of your stolen generation

so when that order comes

now

or at 03h30 tomorrow morning
'Ready, aim, fire'

let your humanity muzzle your rifle
let your conscience dismiss the order
let your better side come to the fore 

and let your very own people, your mother and your father, your sister and your brother, your son and your daughter, your friend and your lover
let them live
let them be
let your rifle fall to the soil of your beloved motherland

o' nameless soldier.


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Home No More

bullets fall like rain
i cannot escape from this war.
a mine explodes nearby,
smoke fills my lungs, choking
the very life from me.
i see my mother standing
tears in her sapphire eyes.
she begs me to stay in America
where it’s safe from war, “O mama,”
i cry, “I won’t make it home to you.”

flying backward, gun in the air
freed from my weakened grasp.
blood...is it mine?
shock comes deep, i stagger up
grasping empty straws.
i see my father now,
proud, strong, and true
“don’t forget to pray,” he whispers
crying, salt tears wetting his cheeks.
i never forgot, papa, no not even once.

i feel the blood wet my shirt
darkness clouds my eyes,
i hear a distant scream,
voices echo in the field
the battle is dying.
i see my little brother
standing so young and innocent
eight years old and proud of me,
“little brother, take up the torch
don’t let freedom die, don’t let it...


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An Endless Morrow

As the end draws near
Due to the war of the beast
From the sky falls an endless tear
As the arrow falls from the east

Ripples form on the water surface
As our wings take flight
The Earth resurfaces
As the sun shines bright

Where would we fall?
Hero of the morrow
Who should answer the call?
As the world drowns in sorrow

We are loved my friend
Blessed by Gaia herself
With this love she descends
We must prepare ourselves 

Our wish for tomorrow will shatter our soul
As we watch the world crumble down below
The world itself has given up on her goals
This is our fate we sadly know

The ripples in the water is tainted with blood
Gone are the trees she loves
Her sorrow covers us with a great flood
Her warning of what happens when push turns into shove

Our dreams are gone
Our pride is no more
The end has already been drawn
By the beast and their war

With this she offers a silent plea
To preserve the beauty we all see
She asks us to end her misery
She asks us to make her free

To the green we all once knew
To the blue that calms the heart
To the birds that once flew
With this mission we depart

The wind shall speak of our return
For the morrow is filled with a pact
In our hearts a passion will burn
As we begin to act

To become the blue that quenches the sky
The Earth will once again foster a life
Shall we become the hero of the rye?
With this we end the war and its strife

Heaven awaits the faithful departed
Our eternal slumber shall become uncharted








 










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SWOT Analysis

Endeavor so hard as Swot analysis, 
Paved my path in dishearten crisis, 
 
From cradle to the grave, 
Confront delusion world with simple naive, 
 
Loosed all my knight ness and habit of brave, 
Contemptful life spent with no asset save, 
 
Rhyme of my odes provoke no sound of clave, 
Always remained in darkest hidden cave, 
 
Words of apathy induce no wave, 
Ravage all my thoughts, of which I crave, 
 
Enthusiastically write hard for fave, 
But, People considered me not more then a knave.

Written By
M. Shahid.H Chouhdry


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


Details | Bio | |

EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Camp 37

I am older now, my
body creaks, but it
remembers.
As if it happened
yesterday,
Walking through Camp
37, east of Dresden
Germany
Dark, sorrowful
overcast skies
Hang like a wash of
black ink

Rusted razor wire,
empty guard towers.
Sentinels to times
past, a reminder
Snow crunches like
ginger crackers
under my feet.
Forty cabins, dark
weathered wood
Allied containers

Sweet pine scents
the cold air
My old bunk is bare
Etched messages in
wood, still there.
Hidden stashes,
cigarettes
Freedom in dreams,
shattered when you
awake

Silence,
But my thoughts are
partying,
Tea time was the
best, no cream
Tattered Red Cross
packages, tastes of
home
Hopes for tomorrow

Final freedom.
At Armageddon's end,
Captors become
captives
Deliverance to
tomorrow,
I remember it well.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Rise Up

Get up!

Its sunrise

And the army is marching on

No one gets left out

thus, we await thee

Get up!

No more emotional traumas

They shall wish they valued us

Though our hearts beat

we shall show no sign of fear

Get up!

We are still in the fight

We may have being wounded

but our story is not yet over

until our breath is

We shall fight hard

for our people back home are looking up to us

Rise up!

The noise is too loud to be resting

It’s the sound of pouncing hearts

from our enemies’ camp

We shall take the war to them

and not one of them shall be left standing


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Mountainside

MOUNTAINSIDE
                    
Always, there would be darkness hovering through-
out the bushes and trees, massive sky and earthen ground 
he tiptoed upon in shoeless stealth, machine gun slung 

over one shoulder and, strapped across the other, 
a leather pouch holding coded messages he delivered 
encampment to encampment, their locations razor-sharp 

in his 11 year old brain, in a body tall enough to be 
mistaken for older. Tall enough to be made a Partisan — 
a courier, and down the road, likely qualifying as 

a full-blown saboteur targeting Germans and the war 
machinery they were transporting through Yugoslavia’s 
Mosor mountain villages. 

(German soldiers, who, if they’d caught him, a Jew, 
& partisan, to boot, would surely have beaten him 
to death extracting every bit of information they could.)

Upon each return to his farmhouse refuge, the 
communications he’d been charged with having been 
delivered hours before and miles away, 

the fear he’d braved began melting away. And, 
in the moments it took him to hang up his courier bag
and machine gun, he felt ready for the evening meal

of pit-roasted mutton and stone-ground bread 
washed down with goat’s milk. Then, a foot soak 
(weekly, a full-body scrub), followed by deep sleep,

in a basement below a trap door — a peasant woman’s 
woven blankets softening the wooden floor boards 
and his heart. And when that heart rejoiced with freedom 

in ’45, at 13 years old, is truly when he understood why 
he detested the taste of lamb, no matter how gourmet 
the preparation offered the boy he once was — 

the boy who’d put meat back on his bones in Brooklyn, 
and the gastronome he’s become — a content 82 year old 
grateful for his hero Tito and the fact that he’s managed 

to keep his Hitler-torn past safely locked away 
in a tight-lipped box, he rarely chooses to open.



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a maritime story

A Marine Story 
It was an early evening on the Pacific sea, the skip was sailing
with ease towards San Francisco, the cook was clearing up 
In the galley and the chief steward was down in the walk- in-
freezer making a list of food that was left and how much food
he needed when the ship birthed. The ship shock violently it 
had struck a mine and the door into the meat freezer was stuck 
and the ship was sinking. The cook knew where the chief was,
 ran down to the store and was able to open the freezer door,
they grabbed life jacket each and jumped overboard. 
Eerie silence they struggled to stay together, then the unholy 
scream from the ship as it was swallowed by the voracious sea.
In front of them the raft used to paint the shipside, scrambled
on to it totally shocked and exhausted they fell asleep.
 At dawn the chief couldn´t wake up the cook, an elderly man, 
this had been too much for his heart. The chief knew what he 
had to do, but waited till afternoon before he rolled the cook 
overboard, curled up on the raft and closed his eyes, had seen
grey fins and didn´t want to witness his friend eaten by sharks.
The chief was picked by a passing liberty ship the day after and
three day later, he walked ashore in San Francisco.
 A sliver of war´s agony, of no consequence, for its outcome of 
the except for the man who had lost a friend.


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Radiant Historia

Wielder of the Chronicle of White
Traversing time to right the wrongs
A land turns to sand beneath his feet
His friends follow suit

Two kingdoms battle for the grainy plains
One wields numbers, one wields technology
A false queen, a twisted scientist
Executed all the same

Led under the words of a Prophet
The so-called Holy War rages on
The Puppetmaster watches behind the scenes
Lambs to the slaughter

He wields the Chronicle of Black
Gifted to him to grant him wisdom
He uses it to dessicate the world
To avoid his true calling

Wielder of White and Wielder of Black
Born but to die
Souls used to keep the sand from spreading
He clung to life to end all other

Many died
History can't write down all the names
The two forsaken Wielders clashed beyond time
And selflessness conquered selfishness

The Wielder of White returned his soul
To the land from which he borrowed
The Wielder of Black intervened
To give his own instead

The Wielder of White was spoken of in legends
From then til the end
Seldom seen and never heard
Perhaps only a distant dream

Of the ones who survived
Of the ones who prayed
Of the ones who were tasked
With ensuring his would be the last sacrifice


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Blood Red

hatred burns within us all
some will rise to answer it’s call

we fight for a useless cause
even against physics’ laws 

we hate one another
some even our own brother

in a country that’s at war 
point by point we tally the score

but if both sides lose men
are we really better than them?

streets run red with blood
almost drowned by the flood

we can stop the madness
no more sadness

love each other
sister, brother

come together
stay forever


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BEFORE THE BATTLE

                         BEFORE THE BATTLE

My dreams bold dragons fight
Men in grim faces follow me by night.
My dreams across strange lonely roads will cross
  Shuddering cries of pain before me toss.  

I wake --and weeping roars from hanging trees
Across the angry rivers my fear is seized.

I am weary and feel so alone.
Where are the heroes –where have they gone?
Where is the honor-- valiants grabbed from distant lands?
Where are the sharpened spears  
                                  eased by mighty hands?
Where are the whispering stalwart
                Gentle hearts
                  Yet stinging bees
                            On the faces of my ancient enemies?

Find the armies       
         of my friends.

Send them to me
Before my battle ends.

Morning light will find me yonder by that willow

But Tonight my head
Lies uneasy on your pillow.



Victoria Anderson-Throop 2013


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Lest We Forget

In you the Dogs of War unleashed again
  An Expeditionary Force by sea:
And in the ground in years fourscore and ten
  The bones of Empire and Admiralty!
How in muddy trench Lighthorsemen joining
  Charged the lines on Ottoman ancient land:
And loud shellfire through dead night and morning
  Fell in great battle Anzac's finest stand.
Upon Lone Pine, Dead Man's Ridge, Chunuk Bair,
  The battlefield told a colony's tale:
Lo, not ceasefire, not armistice declare,
  And still to come...The Somme and Passchendaele.
Owed by king and country is a grave debt -
One unshared and unpaid Lest We Forget.


                     ------------

Dedicated to all the Anzac soldiers who fought
At Gallipoli, Turkey in 1915.
Written on the 90th anniversary of the battle.

April 2005


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My Thought's of Pearl Harbor

During the time of our sleep
When not even mice would make sounds
The planes they did creep
Hunting their targets like savage hounds
And when they struck
The ground it rumbled
There was no time to duck
As the ships crumbled
Men and women died that day
Which made many families blue
They had awaken the USA
Even though we started World War Two
That day in December 1941
A new strenght had been born


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Unity

At the heart of our country, Lay their names in the black stone The promise that set us free, Was tied when their courage shone. They stood and they fought for us, And for that, we give our voice The valiant, brave, and just, Let us stand, join hands; rejoice. As they’ve gained the greatest wealth, Today, their stories are shared. Love your neighbor as yourself, Like these heroes also cared. The tales of these brave soldiers, Our brothers, sisters, neighbors Some younger and some older, An act of selfless labor. With freedom to celebrate, Liberty to speak our minds We realize the death of hate, And press to follow behind. We’re born as a new nation, At their final endeavor Their courage our salvation, We stand united, forever.


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Aimless

In this War of Attrition

who knows just

whats going on?

who knows what

lies in waiting

beyond the Great Beyond

who's the man behind the curtain

can I take a peek

just a look to be for certain

out of curiosity

 

In this age of expanding unknowing

control is overwhelmed

directionless and destructive

a madman at the helm

a very steep price to pay

shall we not step n tune

so let your fire in the sky

burn with the flame

that don't consume

your ship will be surely righted

even if your not

keep on for you

a better person

until the ark crashes the top

of the mountain.
In this War of Attrition

who knows just

whats going on?

who knows what

lies in waiting

beyond the Great Beyond

who's the man behind the curtain

can I take a peek

just a look to be for certain

out of curiosity

 

In this age of expanding unknowing

control is overwhelmed

directionless and destructive

a madman at the helm

a very steep price to pay

shall we not step n tune

so let your fire in the sky

burn with the flame

that don't consume

your ship will be surely righted

even if your not

keep on for you

a better person

until the ark crashes the top

of the mountain.


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Sons And Daughters Of Zion

Copyright © 2014
12.13,2014 

These sons and daughters of Zion
  bears the songs and trails of triumph.

Before the coffins are shipped
  and their bags are zipped.

These sons and daughters of Zion
  bears the songs and trails of triumph.

So, let not their Nation regret
  for their blood and sweat.

These sons and daughters of Zion
  bears the songs and trails of triumph.

But, represent them with pride
  not racism as most try to hide.

These sons and daughters of Zion
  bears the songs and trails of triumph.

So, please receive them with cheer
  it's only their enemies you fear.

These sons and daughters of Zion
  bears the songs and trails of triumph.

America, America, GOD gave this land to thee
  purge thyself from what we all now see
  for these sons and daughters of Zion
  who bears the songs and trails of triumph.


by: LPruitt
 composed:  12:25pm


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When Love Failed

When all the lights went out and the edge of darkness crept in, the Hero looked out over the abyss and came face to face with his sin.  He had come this far, following the fallen star, he had come this far.  He had fought through fire and hail, over seas of blood he had set sail.  Over hill and valley to this last standing finale, he had come this far.  His sword and scythe bore gore and strife, but he would not quit, he had come this far.  But now he stared out into the dark and he now faced the only foe who could kill him.  Now all his fears clawed at his eyes and he could not dissuade them.  His Love stared back, though her heart would lack, the very love that had brought her to her fate.  It was now, again, too late.  The Hero fell to his knee, his frozen heart breaking as he sent his plea.  "Let it not be her!!!!!  How did this occur???  It can be anyone but she!!!!!"  But God did not hear and could not see.  It was no one else but she.  Through age after long age he had thought he had lost her to the Devil.  Well, she stood there yet still was she lost to the sly Devil.  The Hero stood up from his seat, raising his lost eyes to her head from her feet.  She did not stare back, for a soul and eyes she did lack.  This was a shell, a shell raised from the pit of Hell.  This was not his Love to be.  This was not she.  "Show yourself, Demon King!!!  Put face to your treachery!!!"  The Hero's demand opened the shadowy ring and out stepped He.  "I am sorry to have done this, Hero.  This is the Last War and I have to do everything I can."  The Devil explained himself to the Hero, the Hero heard the Devil's plan.  The Hero shook his head and then he said, "I know that my Love is dead.  No shell will sway my hand or heart.  I've come this far and now must play my part.  For this I have bled."  The Devil sighed and some say he again bent his hood and cried.  "Then face your rotted bride.  With sword and claw strip her hide.  This is war and this must be done.  Finish now what you have begun."  The Hero raised his sword as his face sank and paled.  "Once more my love has failed."


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Oh Albert It's Alice

Oh, Albert its Alice
I missed you today
Many years since you went away 
You left me with orders
To await your return
Oh Albert its Alice 
We had so much to learn 

I remember that summer of 1913
The storm was coming, we had not seen
The sun was shining upon our true love
Do you remember that brooch, with the little white dove?

We kissed on the Station, you had to go
The train steamed you from me – rather too slow
It let me see you drifting away
Oh Albert its Alice, I missed you today

The 4th of November 1917
My sisters’ baby had started to wean 
Your Vera told me you weren't coming home
You had fallen in action, you weren't alone...

...there was Billy, Tommy and Freddie Jones
From red brick houses, from coal heated homes
Escaping the drudge of daily toil
Back to Earth, back to the soil
But Albert its Alice, I missed you today

We kept our promise to always be true
You to me and me to you 
I have kept my life on a single track
Hoping that one day you’d make it back
But Albert its Alice, that train never came
Returning its passengers home safe again

I'm lonely Albert, in this crowded room
Everything’s whizzy, bangy and boom
Things are so different since you left
I'm in a home now “it’s for the best” 
Albert, oh Albert I need you today

Albert its Alice, my looks have now gone 
We lost our daughter and lost our son
I could not conceive without my true love
But I've still got the brooch with the little White dove

Oh, Albert its Alice, I’ll see you soon
I still sing along to our favourite tune
A lifetime of waiting, a lifetime of loss
Oh, Albert its Alice, let’s not be cross

Oh Albert, now, you’re waiting for me
Remember the park? Remember our tree?
It stands at the entrance of Executive Homes
They can’t see our names from their mobile phones
Oh, Albert its Alice, I missed you today

I miss our home, where you lived with me
I called our home ‘The Cherry Tree’
I say “our” home, you've always been there
Oh, Albert you’re with me – you really did care

Oh, Albert its Alice, my tears have been shed
Lying alone in my cold single bed
They put your name on a role of honour
I was very thankful that they would even bother
Oh, Albert if only they’d missed you that day

So here I sit – waiting to go
You all left before me, and I'm now rather slow
My body is old, but my soul is still young
But Albert
Oh, Albert
It was the war that we won 

Oh, Albert its Alice, I’ll join you today.