The white man stole their land
now the red man has the blues
the white man sold their families
and the black man's still ill-used
the white man shot the American buffalo
now the red man sings the blues
the white man put their people in chains
and the black man's grief accrues
the white house is to blame
the Government just the same
the white man broke the treaty
now the red man feels the blues
the white man did the dirty
and the black man he's abused
the white man has no conscience
but the red man has the blues
no the white man does not care
tho' the black man's overdue
the white house is to blame
the Government it is too
Elitist's Outcome
America is crumbling
Invasions almost complete
They're silencing all our voices
Our rights trying to deplete
Freedom's quickly dwindling
Indoctrination the way
Corruption's all that's left
As our arms are stripped away
Intentionally leaving us helpless
Defenseless and the prey
Politician's bloodied hands
Traitors who have led us astray
Coming electronic shutdowns
All communications lost
Intentionally poisoned waters
Famine's our inevitable cost
Embedded foreigners attacking
A bloody civil war
World powers invading
Devastation shore to shore
Elitists in their bunkers
Nuclear holocaust ensues
Their population reset
Genocide quickly accrues
But when the dust settles
And they slither from their lairs
To digest all their spoils
As Earth's new supreme heirs
Unfortunately their utopia
Was grossly miscalculated
Dismissing God's tribulation
His wrath was not anticipated
Now they see their final fate
Left here to suffer and dwell
With scorched bodies and endless pain
In this dismal abyss He made Hell
A shadow breaks the day
a mind is discovered in dreams
a tall mast accrues certainty
waves are a sin of allusion
A vision is declared to the moon
Dewey light freshens the morning rose
Guilt never survives
Strange lights heads to a daze
Don't pardon non-payment of dues.
Check what in your account accrues;
I'll be here to assist with clues;
Don't folks leave to a thing abuse...
For all school Bursaries no dews,
When parents vow it shall be ruse
Later, you'll find out it's no use
Starting a thing that clashes brews
Choose a fine time for unpaid dues
With secret joy these crooks suffuse
Sometimes, an all-night play of blues
When your blind sympathy you use?
As the soft glowing light fills the sky above, the sun scatters her rays across
the heavens blushing in hues of blue and green, with midnight accrues.
(Breathe in, hold and breathe out)
As the sun sets giving us her partial illumined glow, we begin to feel the
presence of Spirit and all that it brings. Peace, joy and abundant love.
A nautical dawn arrives after a nautical dusk, lighting up our hearts and
filling us with new hope.
(Breathe in, hold and breathe out)
The floodlights of our souls reveal a clarity that has never been seen
before. We open the door to our hearts and allow the peace of
understanding to enter into communion with us and our hearts
become vessels for God.
Vessels navigating through earth with celestial beams radiating through
our very being.
(Breathe in, hold and breathe out)
As a soft glow fills the sky twilight lands on us, like an eagle bringing
us endurance and strength, alongside a gentle and lasting soft caress.
Amen !
People will tell their views
Confusion, they produce
To guide, they may refuse
To worry, instead induce
Advising, they ever choose
The don't helpfully muse
Tension, they finely infuse
They will expertly accuse
Our peace, they reduce
By denying our dues
So, have no blues
I have given some clues
Though God rescues
Our wisdom if is loose
We surely then lose
If truth we don't abuse
Our peace accrues.
Aspect allowing, free flowing
Devoid of resistance
Feel radiant heart mellowing
Erect becomes soul stance
Beauteous are love’s hues
As good karma accrues
Bliss ignition renews
Blissful heart glowing
Aspect allowing
08-March-2022
Quietus
Happy You There
Holidays awe - That tine of year,
“you'll break – open your favorite bottle...
of Cheer, soooo...
“Spirits high – you may want to fly”
or...
just Hop on into your own air-O-plane,
“You're just going insane”
For a flight, off to visit whom or whoever...
Dah is not so near – though Oh!...
Yes..
They may flip out, should you arrive this year...
a wild crazy year or a teardrop here also there
though some joy you bring, to share...
“Not – to – fear, cause you will be full of cheer!
Just in time to make it back safely once again,
to see another “Great New Year comin' in”
Waiting nay, “You're popin' a top, of another...
favorite bottle of champagne, or be it soother,
like...
Rum, Vodka, Brandy, Scotch, or Gin...
You also others will holler-out on number #1 with...
your Cheer's, jumpin' high, clack your heels-together,
When this wacky thought accrues too, you,
Oh – My! Oh-Dear! My but Great Scot-cch...
( as it kicks in) Really! On (Time)?
Will I Do This, all over, again then next...
Happy New Year??
Mine a trial was cool
My heart was forced into a pool
Only due to an inviting pull
A pull not into a pool a center of the fool
But as accrues fruits of a heart so full…
Everything everywhere led so dull
And the angel came as a bouncing ball
All to be celestial to me – a pal
All this not even condemned by Paul
So pretty – what a welcome, a call
At first blush all was like a tale
My face changed into pale
Something of a, ‘can’t tell’,
But my heart could tell,
Pouncing to a trial so well
Every day I recall scenes at the well.
Not all temptations are evil
Mine was God’s will;
She rolled to me like a wheel
For my lesions to heal
She came for all gaps – to seal,
Justified was the trial, for real.
She came not to kill
She paid up my bill
In my back they would drill
Sometimes money isn’t enough,
the wheat rejects the chaff
Wealth attained by winnowing gain,
the scarecrow only laughs
Sometimes money isn’t enough,
the numbers rise and fall
Interest accrues¬ as attrition renews
—the richest count forestalled
(Valley Forge: November, 2020)
Some days we rise and others we fall
Some days we run and some we crawl
Sunshine will fade with cover of night
It shall return and show its light
Be sure to face each day anew
Yesterday is gone and today accrues
Face each struggle with grace and tact
Don't burn that bridge, in case you come back
Today is not lost, tomorrow still waits
There is still more time to unseal your fate
Look where you are and where you have been
Life is a challenge to face with a grin
Take each day and remember who waits
I will hold your hand as we open each gate
We are here as a pair, as one to stay
Keep looking ahead, and defend your day
A rickety old chair sits in a corner of our house…it’s a chair no one can fit in.
Which begs the question why hold onto a chair we never intend to sit in.
If you asked I’d tell you, “That old chair, the one in the corner you’re looking at…
Deborah’s dad made it with his own hands…we can’t get rid of that.
Our house is filled with children’s books…books we definitely no longer need.
Which begs the question why have so many books we no longer intend to read.
If you asked I’d tell you a secret…one every parent knows
They were all books we read to our children and our grandchildren…
we can’t get rid of those.
We have our share of knick-knacks…on which only dust accrues…
Which begs the question…why have so many objects we never intend to use?
If you asked I’d tell you…and I’m sure that Deborah agrees…
Every object reminds us of someone, some time…some place…
we can’t get rid of these.
By now it must be obvious…I believe my point…I’ve proved
The reason we can’t throw these things away
is they’re all too heavy to move.
Not too heavy physically….for we can lift them all with ease…
What makes them difficult to throw away…
are the weight of their memories.
Anybody
Answerable
As
Anarchy
Arrives
After
Apathy
Accrues
And
Action
Abates?
All
Affected.
Aspirations
Annihilated.
Armageddon
Anticipated.
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28 October 2019 *2nd Place*
Tautogram Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Ashes Now Cover, Pantheon Of Ancient Greek Gods
Deep within halls of ancient, and dead Greek gods
resides heroes forgotten, waiting their just dues
As poets of old, in golden verse gave their nods
pleas for recognition now so sadly accrues.
Does this world wrongly deny heroes of the past
In rush to glorify vanity it now casts?
Have we cause in forgetting heroes that once trod
across time and those famous battlefields of old
Anointed with courage, muscles hard as iron rod
warriors lost in greater tales no longer told.
Does this world wrongly deny heroes of the past
In rush to glorify vanity it now casts?
Of Achilles, that Homer so famously wrote
how many students now even know of his name
As we parade about singers of little note
with falsely set illusion, their voice deserves fame.
Does this world wrongly deny heroes of the past
In rush to glorify vanity it now casts?
Robert J. Lindley,
August 17th, 1999
Rhyme, ( When Much Needed Heroes Are Cast Away )
Note: Assessment on the state of Literature classes
as they are now taught in our modern high schools.
Immortal land awakes through dusk and dawn
Beneath ceiling spun sugar and midnight blue.
Winds breath trill of tiny song accrues through
ardent woodlands, rivers, and natures gentle fawns.
6/22/2019
Poetry Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 2'
Sponsored By: Gregory R Barden
Nature will go on no matter what It will evolve
Immortal land awakes through dusk and dawn
Beneath ceiling spun sugar and midnight blue.
Wind's breath trill of tiny song accrues through
ardent woodlands, rivers, and natures gentle fawns.
Tears of life stream with allure and glamor
Dreams grow draping over nature's life in each
Branches newly bereft of leaves, tips reach
Gilded sunrise bonding souls and laughter
Ocean's emotion echoes deep shifting realm
Its grace untouchable in its deepest depth
As it attains its greatest heavens breadth
ancient secrets adhered on coral helm
3/15/2017
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