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Nepal

Nepal
Nepal, I know little of this country nestling
Among colossal mountains
It used to be a kingdom, but the king was so
Autocratic, he lost the job.
Later on, I have this from memory, one of the princes
Shot the royal family as they were sitting down for tea.
This didn`t help him to become a king,
He is a monk now and gets fed by the poor.
Nepal is also a place where Pakistan and India sometimes
Shot at each other when not freezing to death
At high altitude in summer uniforms
A recent earthquake brought Nepal to the news for a day
They have been promised help to rebuild Kathmandu
As usual in such cases, the money gets syphoned off and little
Reach the people of Nepal.
To whom it may concern, Nepal is also the birthplace of Buddhism.

Premium Member PONDERING THE NATURE OF TODAY'S SEASONS

PONDERING THE NATURE OF TODAY’S SEASONING

After Autumn’s political Fall, Winter came like war;
Thus, the autocratic, Satanic political Winter we now have:-

Political Spring, awaiting to bring about resurrection:
Political Summer, preparing for nature’s transitions;

The Groundhog looked and saw its shadow;
Behind which, was seen, another weird red-shadow:-
	
Now, we must get to ensuring warming human nature,
In overcoming an extended oppressive cold political nature:-

Premium Member Trumping With Hearts

When democratic gratitude 
performs with politically positive 
caste-abolishing attitude

Then autocratic certitude
and kleptocratic magnitude
do not negatively deform 
with unenlightened
and disempowering 
caste-preserving platitudes.


Premium Member More Peaceful Pleasures

We are most wisely appreciated
and anticipated
in the press 
of public fame
and the stress 
of personal gain

Not 
by the quantity 
of our autocratic popularity

But
by the quality
of our democratic integrity.

In this peacefully pleasing warm regard,
perhaps we poignantly reconsider

Quantities are measured
by cognition performing 
verbally recognized passions
while qualities are felt
through intuition engaging 
preverbally connecting pleasures

Defaming risks of loss
emerge through systemic trauma 
disassociation infamy
against opportunities to gain
through transformative
reassociation favored fame

Extensively requalifying
EarthMother's therapeutic potential
for democratic integrity.

Premium Member PONDERING THE SEASONS

PONDERING THE SEASONS
(Apropos Of Our Nation’s Seasons)

After Autumn's falls, Winter is as war,
And spring seeks to bring on resurrection:-

Summer prepares us for nature’s transitions:
Looks like an autocratic Winter is coming:-

Premium Member PONDER THE SEASONS: Apropos Of Our Nation's Seasons

PONDERING THE SEASONS
(Apropos Of Our Nation’s Seasons)

After Autumn's falls, Winter is like war;
And Spring seeks to bring about resurrection:-

Summer prepares all for nature’s transitions:
Today, it looks like an autocratic Winter is coming:-


No Kings Day Everyday

No Kings Day      
Everyday


The fear I felt last November
Has 
   Swollen
Like a Hindenberg blimp directly 
Overhead
Seconds from exploding
Time and space back to 1775.  
How
Now sent troops’ marching feet
Bear a din, underscoring beat,
Compelling 
   Alarm
Urgently
To ask, to answer the question:
How might we align
  our democracy against any 
     autocratic      insurrection?





———————————
God bless us everyone

Premium Member No Kings

See, folks, here's the thing:
in a republic, there is no king,
and in a democracy such as yours or ours,
no one is allowed to have absolute powers.
One of your president's tragic flaws
is that he believes he's above the law;
and while he has scaled the political heights,
it doesn't mean he can trample human rights.
The presidency is not a stepping stone
to giving orders from a gilded throne,
and his desire to be autocratic
is abhorrent. That's just axiomatic.

Nepal

Nepal
Nepal I know little of this country, nestling
Among colossal mountains
It used to be a kingdom, but the king was so
Autocratic that he lost the job.
Later on, I have this from memory, one of the princes
Shot the royal family as they were sitting down for tea.
This didn`t help him to become a king,
I think he is a monk now and is fed by the poor.
Nepal is also a place where Pakistan and India sometimes
Shot at each other when not freezing to death
At high altitudes in summer uniforms
A recent earthquake brought Nepal to the news for a day
They have been promised help to rebuild Kathmandu 
As usual in such cases, the money gets siphoned off and
little
Reach the people of Nepal.
To whom who cares, Nepal is also the birthplace of Buddhism.

the super rich

The Super-rich 

Wealthy people, rich men 
find sitting on a heap of money only
is not fulfilling
Therefore, many wealthy men dabble in 
something else, like car racing or dabbling
in gift cards promising a large sum of money  
For the "richest man in the world" interest 
is political, helping to shape the future 
Elon Musk is the person who thinks he has
made the right choices, helping Trump 
His adoration for Trump, based on the hero 
worship and not about sound politics 
He is an ingénue that makes him take side
even when he might be chasing 
a white elephant.
Then again, should he succeed, he will get
blood on the tooth and dream big dreams
Since he is not born in the USA, change 
the law and become president of the USA
In his mind, he is a wizard, a dreamer 
who has had his fantasies come true
Since he tends to be autocratic 
behavior might end up in the fascist camp  
That is not what I wish on a potentially nice 
person, like Elon Musk

Premium Member Let's Rhyme

Devouring wings, my drip is dramatic,
Flames ignite tongue, buds sting acrobatic.
Capsaicin conga line, thrusts are erratic,
Spicy-raised roof, heat hitting the attic.  

A gourmand adventure, once mild aromatic,
Infernos erupting, eyes leaking emphatic.
Scoville scale rising, its rays autocratic,
Mouth fully ablaze, sensations hematic.

"Why eat this?" You ask question Socratic,
For flame-kissed climax, pursuit is dogmatic.
Chasing the burn, with choice democratic,
Hot-fiery yearn, a finale ecstatic.

Premium Member Why Is It

Why is it?
the louder
and more ballistic
my self-righteousness
offensively becomes

The more
at night
I feel self-loathing,
when all is quiet
except dark ruminations
filling my silent bedroom
overwhelming my mind
and body.

Why is it?
we RightWing worry
that nonviolent communication,
too lovingly applied,
would leave us defenseless
against colonizing predators?

And do not worry enough
about LeftWing social anxiety
chronic worrying trauma tales
of violent communications,
too profoundly
ubiquitously applied,
leaving us offensively polarized
by inside fascist autocratic hate
hoarding angry power
and fear filled paralysis?

While unallied corporate fat cat
capitalists,
sell defense industry prophylactic lies,
mad ecocide
predicting global anthroprivileged
demise.

Our inhumane history of violence
leaves uncontested
a healthy silent mystery
of preference 
for compassionate personal experience.

Premium Member Real Revolution's In the Air

For those whom the Pandemic spared
    a real revolution's in the air

  From remote work demands
    come offices on the beach in the sand

  From Teacher's Unions' selfish lies
    watch a new improved school system arise

  From a shortage of service employees
    come whopping increases in their salaries

  Politicians' autocratic lockdown response
    heralds a massive civil disobedience renaissance

  And the government's over-generous checks
    prompt folks their life's priorities to inspect  

  So, what at first seemed an absolute disaster
    advances the future ever faster

Bewitched

Thoughts start to invade my mind, 
Mixed emotions embraced my heart 
Lost self, where can I find? 
Swollen eyes, where are you staring at

Locked inside a four-cornered room 
Tangled chain tightly grasping my wrist 
I wanted to escape this harsh world, 
I wanted to live on a faraway land 

Looking outside the window, 
Staring at the beautiful moon as it glows 
It does not lessen my fear, 
As I see witches flying in near

This world is full of autocratic sorcerers, 
A world where mere trance is not enough
A world that many suffers 
A world that you can hardly survive 

A mortal like me
Desiring a harmonious life
Put under this curse
Would I be free from this domineering world?

Premium Member Enigmatic

Often pragmatic, quite dogmatic
  even autocratic... 

Though potentially wildly erratic
  it excels in le affaires delicately diplomatic




   ~ Dedicated to Mr. Phileas Fogg ~

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