The mongrelization of mankind
Is simultaneously synchronized
With the Information Age ...
Linking cultures through marriage,
Translation apps and petri dishes.
Pure breeds are becoming extinct
Through progress and innovation.
Racism lost the pace to win the race.
Now only bohemian Babylonian babies are born.
A mass consciousness is awakening
Into an age of enlightenment.
Inevitably, the spiral staircase of DNA
Towers upward undetected
Unwittingly putting a leash around our necks
Walking us ever closer
To the paws of Dog.
"Sniff butter!"
Becomes the catchphrase of the day.
What it's come to mean? I cannot say.
Come on big men of the world
You that owe the power
You have already had much money
To move on soldiers
You have already had much gold
To feel stronger
You have already had luxury palaces
To live comfortably safer in
And fields, ground, soil, trees,
Rivers, lakes and seas.
You have taken in everything your eyes can see to the horizon.
But do you really believe that your power will last forever?
Don’t you remember Ramses the Third,
Cyrus of Persia,
Babylonian King Nebuchadnezzar
Alexander the Great,
the emperor Augustus
and all the kings of the past up to Napoleon?
You’re now inventing new richness made of nothing
You’re exploiting the soil under its surface
And even you’re searching for more in the universe
Still cheating the poor!
Listen to the voice of the poet men of power:
don’t never forget
for whom God created all the things of the world!
IN THESE BABYLONIAN TIMES PS
(A Palming Allegorical Rendering)
With elephant ears,
And the keenness of giraffes,
Let’s become as owls:
Divine wisdom and guidance,
Eagle-winging us justice:-
In our life’s nature,
Trials and tribulations come:
So does conquering:-
In Babylonian times,
Seek your new Jerusalms:-
Jesus rode an ass,
We now have one riding us:
Time to buck him off:-
Leaving no palms to catch him,
Let’s burn away oppression:-
With ashes of hope,
Let’s anoint liberation
And coming justice:-
Let us get to palm swapping
Injustice from our pathway:-
Ever be mindful,
God helps those who help themselves:
Wisdom in their palms:-
Having empath palms is bad;
Not seeking to fill them, worse:-
We’ve overcome worse
Sodom’s and Gomorrah’s trials;
Wisdom guiding us:
Necessary means revealed;
Injustice palm-slapped away:-
Despair wallowing
In apathetic dismay,
Is self defeating:-
With palms of wisdom guiding,
Let’s be self liberating.:-
Are there extraordinary people you still miss for whatever reason?
This could include mothers, fathers, family members, friends, or lovers.
Does your mind sometimes wander into daydreams?
Title:
Missed Encounters
(A lone voice whispers)
There's a dream world I go to, where the wild rivers flow.
A dream world where true love lives, and always welcomes me.
Underneath our beloved, Babylonian weeping willow.
With warm arms that always forgives and loves me.
Lost somewhere Interdimensional.
In The Great In-Between.
For all our ancestors to see.
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Then I heard a thundering and rumbling sound.
Spreading faster than electricity.
Deafening every ear.
Then I saw the sheep and the goats.
Bleating out of their pens.
Suddenly all turned to goats.
Every green matter wilting and dried up
Every water body dehydrated.
And I saw the world shattering down.
Like the Babylonian tower nothing left unbroken.
Akin to the land of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Nothing left alive.
Then I saw a blazing hungry fire.
Consuming the carcasses.
The Lord standing on a cliff.
With a glittering sword at hand.
Dazzling eyes with an angry face.
@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk.
every fold
every curve
deep mystery
green verve
as the eyes
roam the summits
beauty turns up
shapes allure
waves rising
clouds on mounds
waves descend
fogs in the waist
ascent and descent
an exciting dance
once over
a deep trance
uphill journey
downward return
cups of tea
thorns and flowers
deep in the gorges
Babylonian darkness
your and mine
for a bath in light
Oldest museum was built in Iraq
Built by Babylonian princess – fact.
No one knows her name.
She was just a dame.
If she’d been male, they’d have kept track.
in my senses
I will provide urgent
settings...
I will offer my taste buds
novel orientation,
I will donate the flavors
that he desires and
the sensations that
so much dreamed...
to eliminate perverse routine
that corrupted half
of his wisdom...
To my nose
I will present with
essence magic
to fulfill his
need for years
smelling oil
burned...
My ears now
will be opened
to symphonies, to singing
of the birds,
to the heavenly voices...
To compensate
so much misinformation
sound...
My tact now
onwards, it will only touch
petals, flowers, velvet
and silk...to heal
the pains of this world
so rough...
Finally my vision
will only seek to eye
Babylonian gardens,
fields in Eden and
the Olympus of the gods...
Will lose memory
of the dark colors
from here, from below
horizon...!
The time of yesterday came and left today, the eve of tomorrow
The first time ever I fell in love
It was with a people
The people were my people
Living in a country that was my home
I'd never known who I was
Why I was, where I was from
I thought I was a head with a body
I never knew I had a soul
That day, the plane was about to land
When this people, this incedible people
Burst out in song -- 'Hatikvah,' The Hope!
The Hope of my people for 2,000 years
Jerusalem, the Temple, the Weeping Wall
Yes, a wall that weeps for her people
A people that weeps for her Holy Wall
Remnant of past glory, beacon of our future
The first time ever I fell in Love
It was with a People
My Jewish People, One Nation, One Heart
Living in a Holy Land from the very start
____________________________________
Note: Employing poetic license, I have called
Jerusalem's 'Wailing Wall' the 'Weeping Wall.'
It is an actual remnant of the Holy Temple
first rebuilt by King Solomon and then rebuilt
upon Israel's return from the Babylonian exile
about 2,500 years ago.
Tammuz is mythical God of springtime plants.
Garden vegetables praises you in rants.
God of the flower,
God of most power.
Makes most pleasant Babylonian chants.
Kingdoms and countries fill the earth,
King and Queen, Prince and Princess wisely
Reign empire with providence sovereignty,
Royal rank, authority, and power with ties key.
Ancient Egyptian Empire also Hittite and Babylonian
Large empires Assyrian, Persian, and Median realms prong,
World of Roman Empire ruled for centuries long,
Carolingian Empire reigning in the old-world throng.
New world Incan and Mayan Empire taken over
Spanish Empire liked the gold and shipped to their king,
British Empire the sun never set grew far and wide
Austria-Hungary large European kingdom covering wing.
American and Canada countries in growth
Switzerland selling Swiss chocolate welcome sweet tooth,
Israel, Ireland, Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania independent
Australia, Portugal, Italy countries display the voting booth.
Ghetto me be a bleating poor refugee,
albeit I’m Goshen rich in faith
Got a manger stall in the USA,
Pilate shepherd of the Cesarian peace
Time stamped stillborn delivery
tis iron Roman numeral four C
Furnace cast existence: bane brand bound
Babylonian condition, a marketplace sound
Fleeced heritage ... sob separated,
I am just the latest stolen cargo generation
being cerulean cloth asphyxiated
By legion overseers of an ungrateful nation
These pyramid gnash, link bled bones
twas being Pharaoh oppressed: Prey worked to death
in a Memphis factory plantation owned
Where noxious hate suffocate poverty-cuffed breath
Be daily double tasked in a graveyard shift
Those pale hearts so addicted
to the golden flask, err tilted
Drunk on power, they cull with a siren sift
O miry, downtrodden me ...
temporally chained to this wavy treachery
Verily, a wretched place for a black sheep —
such cotton weary misery!
So after four centuries of Cain deluge,
I do still tearfully seek
A rainbow ark sacred place of refuge
promised to the meek
and the Lord delivered the King of Judah
into the hands of King Nebuchadnezzar.
the choice gems of the Judean royal family —
chosen to serve in the Babylonian palace.
veggies, please…no meat, no wine
from the King’s table...no defilement.
God caused the chief official to show
favor and sympathy to Daniel.
in ten days bright and cheery faces
continued their act that pleased the Lord.
to Daniel and his friends, God gave
knowledge and understanding;
to Daniel - visions and dreams of all kinds.
none was found to be better than Daniel,
Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah renamed
Belteshazzar, Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego.
and this begins their veggie tales…
some thought lions might eat vegetarians...
some thought veggies could be flame-broiled…
hear the cacophony of the dithering instruments:
horn, flute, zither, lyre, harp and all
the nations crack, crumble, fall
to worship the image of gold
but…
Daniel and his friends
wait for a better day
a trumpet sound
where every knee will bow
to the King of Kings.
10/29/2019
His days were hard, his nights were long
The Psalmist woke, six hours 'fore dawn
Awakened by a breeze so slight
His chamber still bereft of light
Some scoff he rose the lyre to play
The record shows he stood and prayed
**********
Notes:
The Psalmist is King David
The record is the Babylonian Talmud:
Tractate Brochos (Blessings), pages 3a & 3b
The lyre functioned as David's alarm clock, its strings
stirred by the breeze that arises in Israel at midnight
David formulated a long prayer service, known as Tikkun Chatzos,
loosely translated as 'Midnight Prayers,' which pious Jews still perform today
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