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Wala Nang Pang-Basic Needs
Nung ako ay tanggalin
Sa CapSU noong 2016
Basic Needs ipinagkait sa'tin
Pambili ng pagkain wala na
Makakain ay pandukha
Sa parents parehong nganga
Pambili ng kasuotan wala na
Maisusuot ay puro luma
Sa parents nalang umaasa
Pambili ng tirahan wala na
Matitirahan ay pangmaralita
Sa parents parin nakikitira
Nang sa CapSU alisin ako
Wala na po
Na Pang-Basic Needs tayo!
-11/06/2022
(Dumarao)
*My Losing CapSU
Leaf, mostly green, sometimes coloured vary
in size : broad- long -short, supplies chlorophyll
to make food for plants, act as food factory
in the sunlight ! Basic needs to fulfill.
Even thin slender green Leaf in the Sun prepares.
food with help of chlorophyll, being smart.
Green leaf is thus responsible to care
to cook always remaining alert.
Green leaf in Sunbeam is the cook for plant.
Plant supplies food stuff in turn
to every living being to enchant !
No worry, food cycle smoothly to run.
A leaf whether in garden or in woods :
Under sun always prepares food.
A beautiful new world of lifelong learners!
Healthcare for all,
Children reading books,
Lifelong exploration
At university,
Or online!
Healing those in need.
Learning the way! (Whoa!)
We're doing all we can to make life better,
Such as writing Congress a letter.
We strive to do what's honest and right,
Giving kids scholarships to improve their lives!
(Hey!)
Everyone needs free access to learning,
Hardcover books and ebooks for knowing
What we need to do, help each other,
Is provide basic needs.
An educated populace together
In this big, blue, beautiful world! (Whoa!)
Medicine and healthcare for all.
Help your brother: help your sister.
In a world where everyone's learning.
Achieving.
Living.
Loving.
Healthy food feeds bright minds!
Healthy people love learnin'!
Generosity and kindness abound
In the USA! (Whoa!)
(Hey!) (Whoa!)
They line the streets
In a shanty confined
The cemented floor
A cold refuge
Embracing disgusted busts of energy
Lost in the wilds
A strange world
The Privileged ones…
What can they do
To assuage this continuing distress
About 1.7 billion
Held hostage in
This grueling tunnel
Manifest in varied dimensions
They lack voice
Human dignity violated
Insecure exclusion of individuals
Habituated in marginal environments
Astronomical cost of living
Must be apprehended
Cities and states must be
Built on God’s foundation
Harbingers to this state are:
Scarce basic needs
Unwilling governments
No economic freedom
Weak rule of law
Bureaucratic burdens
Lack of industralisation
Ailing financial services
Contaminated tendencies
WATAMALA
I’m done
I’m done fighting for every scrap
I’m done caring about others who don’t care
I’m done taking the hit time after time
I’m done being walked all over
I’m done scraping by
I’m done being the one picking up the pieces
I’m done being the one putting in all the effort
I’m done being the only one fighting for what’s right
I’m done with putting everyone else first
I’m done neglecting myself
I’m done feeling alone
I’m done with the only one taking responsibility
I’m done being the reliable one
I’m done being taken advantage of
I’m done with being resentful
I’m done with basic needs not being met
I’m done with not getting basic respect
I’m done
Why do so many not have enough
for their most basic needs
While others have more
than they can ever spend
They can’t take it with them in the end
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
If all your basic needs are met,
Your bills are paid, no cause to fret,
Whatever food you want, you’ll get –
It’s then you can be kvetching.
For if you have no place to sleep
And hunger makes you want to weep,
The only thoughts your mind can keep
Might deal with budget stretching.
It takes some chutzpah to complain
When others’ lives are filled with pain,
Yet human nature can’t refrain
From some entitled retching.
Scattered without wind
as though on wings
gmo seeds
land on lava rocks
and icy hills
will there be spring?
Aged old wheel
shooting double
beams
lowers lid on eye
turning noon
to night
will dawn glow pink?
Battered old earth
shaking parched lap
vomits lava out
of its dragons'
mouths
birds stop singing
trees in ashes weeping
Midas ego king
deprived of
basic needs
turns fragile wits
to instincts of beasts
darkness without
darkness within
how dark will be night
without Jesus' light
at the flash of His beam
darkness will flee
uncreated Sun
a new day will begin
for those who have kept
lamp of love lit.
Honorable Mention: Brian Strand: A Feb 2025 Posted Poem-2/23/25
Like in the depths of summer
There is a dogs days of winter
When inside is the best place to be
And dogs just want to lay around sleeping
The older I get the more like them I become
Contented to sit and read, go for daily walks
And eat; not necessarily in that order
And the happier I am just doing nothing
It’s not tough being such a dog
With all my basic needs met
There are advantages to becoming old after all
Like simply waking to another day
(1/5/25)
Thanksgiving Day comes this one day a year
A simple reminder
To enjoy the simplest things in life
The nourishment of basic needs
Of family and friends (food and football!)
In whatever passes for community,
Be it small or large,
Limited to just one
Or extended across generations.
It’s a holy day but one that embraces all faiths
Reminding us to keep the faith
In what has provided for us
- Be it Earth or God, Self or other -
And what we have to live for,
For each of us have our own lives to be thankful for
No matter how painful or challenging they be
Thankful for our parents
And all the lives before
Leading up to today.
A day that can be any day
We live in thanks.
(11/28/24)
A gust of wind
Blew through my door
Placing gently on the floor
A gift from Mother Nature’s store
Such beauty, such delicacy
Woven by the burly tree
Made me stop.
Made me ponder
Then take stock
To see such wonder
A perfect master of design
From base to apex, so divine
And yet this tiny, feathered blade
Has toiled through life
Its one-year age
To serve its host with basic needs
For mighty trees depend on leaves
And now its labour is all done
At the cooling of the sun
It’s discarded easily
Yet still yields its energy
The endless cycle spirals on
Because its work is not yet done
As worms begin their arduous toil
Turning leaves to rich, moist soil
The tree takes strength and so it weaves
Perfectly recycled leaves.
"I Am as I Am complete
Though ego opines otherwise
Invoking grace we feel God’s heartbeat
What else does there remain for us to realize"
Once you have truly felt the heart of God
there is no emotion on earth
that can ever match it!
Not the flight of Angels nor the joys of heaven
Not the human touch nor your basic needs
nothing can ever appease you
like the love of your God;
Without the seat of His soul,
you own nothing substantial to sit on;
Once you have realized this simple truth,
nothing remains to be seen, its all illusion *
When it comes to pass,
everything shall perish,
everything except, His undying love for you.
I’m ok being amethyst alone
No one to share my humble home with
I guess I do miss a kiss
But is that lust or just
Just an infatuation to resist
I think I’m too selfish to love him
And at the same time like many
I’m self sacrificing because
We are given dolls to care for as girls
Taught to nurture the whole world
Yet never given permission to be
A recipient of the same emerald energy
Never taught that boy who hits you
Has no right phuck that HE LIKES YOU
Never taught to get out your head
That girls want more than to be fed
The hard years of my life I was alone
The odd years of strife solitude was a throne
Sure I have basic needs
But that comes goes with burgundy breeze
I’m ok being alone with myself
I’m not so bad I am just and fair
And if God sent Prince Charming now
I’d send him packing at the next town
Not that I don’t believe God
Just that I have peace at heart
Why add to my serenity
When I’m ok alone with just me
What do people really need
To live a life that’s guaranteed
To let them blossom and succeed?
Not really very much.
A home they like and clothes to wear,
Some friends and family who care,
A job or craft with time to spare
And Nature’s gentle touch.
If all the basic needs are met,
With war or sickness not a threat,
There shouldn’t be a cause to fret,
Yet most require a crutch.
Bonded by basic needs, so to speak,
Canine cliques congregate for a leak;
Not hard to foresee -
Neighbour’s only tree -
Scoop by scoop will turn into s..t’s creek.
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