Best Agitators Poems
They always made me happy,
The camels of the wise men,
The slowness of their footsteps,
Their self-sufficient ben.
Camels meant there was time,
For the three wise men to think,
To ponder upon their task,
To review their role as a link.
They were required to assess,
The child to be called god’s son,
To see if he could be a doctor,
To the poor, and to be the action.
Mary and Joseph were important,
To their question of universal worth,
So they prepared themselves well,
With questions surrounding his birth.
They understood that environment,
Is a factor in child development,
So endeavoured to contextualise,
The place of the baby’s commencement.
They predicted they’d be rejected,
By townsmen all along the way,
Spat at, maybe jousted with,
By loitering agitators arbitrarily.
Especially at the door of the inn,
There’d be jesters and jostlers alike,
People shouting “Don’t go there!
Avoid them, and get on another bike!”
And equally importantly, with respect,
They thought of their theology,
That their own actions may be vital,
To improving others’ sociology.
They considered their belief,
In an immanently coming messiah,
And renewed their vow to choose,
A protege who would take us higher.
So by the time they reached the inn,
They were very much prepared,
They could talk to each other freely,
About the saviour that’d been blared.
And the camels facilitated all this,
Preparation and consideration,
And gave the magi their pondering,
Upon seeing the configuration.
They enabled this baby to thrive,
Gave his family his manifestation,
And felt spent entirely at their visit,
Worn out by careful deliberation.
With love from Venezuela to the people of the United States of America.
Once upon a time were one of the most prosperous nations of South America.
Our nation once upon a time was a democracy and a representative government. Elected to represent our beloved homeland. But our hopes and our dreams have been washed away by Socialist tyranny and a dedicator who enslaves.
And improvised its people. We do not have enough food to eat. We long for safe places to be able to sleep. All who fight for freedom, even those brave souls. Who came from the United States, were arrested as agitators against, our government. They were the true freedom fighters, who were not paid and trained professional communists agitators. Which are running rampart on the streets of America today! "If the black people are not careful they could lose their country." Almost just exactly as we have lost ours!
If America does intervene, they will become involved. In a qua mire worse than the Vietnam War. It was a promise engraved in stone by our El Presidenta. Who clocks his misdeeds under the guise of the highest title of a governmental official. When he is nothing more than a paid and highly trained Communist agitator. South America has been plagued by a series of dictators and revolutionists. Who made false mandates and proclamations to the unfortunate South American people. But he stands heads and tails above them all!
In America people are still free to protest and speak out about their governmental leaders. Anyone caught doing that in Venezuela today
would be taken out and shot. I would not be in the least surprised if they
choose the Mexican execution by firing squads! Any one chanting Viva La Freedom! Viva La liberty! Would be taken out and shot! He or she would be imprisoned and tortured!
I am speaking out for the people who have no freedom. I am speaking out
for those who have no voice or no hope of their own. I am beseeching the throne room of God on their behalf as well as the people of Hong Kong!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
July 07, 2020
Having discussed it with many elementary educators
Critical Race Theory is NOT being taught in our schools
C.R.T. is buzzword used by right-wing radical agitators
Who are preaching Christian nationalism as its goal.
No elementary school child could understand the C.R.T.
Its tenets are debated at the highest levels of psychology
[Those tossing around the term cannot explain it to me!]
And I’ve training in graduate level theology and sociology.
We need to be careful the terminology we toss around,
For we are seeing incredible distortions in our foundations,
Many of our principled institutions are running aground
Because of crazy conspiracy theories and wild speculations.
We have political leaders who are spouting outrageous lies
Who are actually attempting to overthrow our government,
Forgetting our forefathers who paid the supreme sacrifice
And, not dealing with pressing problems, like our environment.
Essentially, we must prepare the next generation well
For we are leaving them with incredibly difficult problems--
They need truth, they need proper tools, if they are to dwell
On this planet—not impractical and meaningless theorems.
So, instead of a lot of malarkey about Critical Race Theory
And undermining the principles upon which we were founded
Instead of playing on commonfolks’ emotions, getting all teary,
We need to make sure the next generation is well-grounded.
Written July 18, 2022
Over two hundred million people sleeps and wake without a leader,
A cloned effigy in a rock called "Aso"
too old to lead or long dead to be,
demented or dead, they cannot tell,
old age has come but he would not leave.
a cult of connivers shields a tyrant,
with ceaseless speeches and empty promises,
One A Liar , some are writers and others are twitvist,
Two years of silence and none dare ask,
where is the President who took the oath?
Over two hundred million heads bowed to corruption,
East and west the groans is Loud,
where right is wrong and wrongs is praised.
The governors or senator and ministers too,
all aligned to loot the treasury,
recycled bandits in seats of honor,
Judges are blinded and the media subdued,
as brown envelop diverts attention.
over two hundred million destinies suspended,
#ENDSARS was their last successful outcry
a revolution too soon suspended
From Bonny Barracks to Lekki, criminals in uniform murdered unity.
bludgeoned agitators with the barrels the errand boys of a dictator police and solders.
and the masses too scared for a total freedom,
returned to apathy and unending subjugation
Over two hundred Million deprived masses.,
controlled as slaves by a hundred old despots,
Littered across cultures and tribes, a handful few protected by guns,
ex criminals , Presidents and ex all,
with looted funds in London and and Zurich,
atop hills in gaudy wealth,
unaffected by the groaning of a people nestled in penury,
Over two hundred million people disunited,
who by amalgam compelled by Britain's Lugard,
Feudalism and lie called democracy.
The minority herders on a mission
they took the yam and knife without resistance.
where beggars becomes a tyrant after election (Rigged)
and the masses dare not demand accountability
over two hundred million sufferers gave oppressor a breathing space,
where servants becomes the Boss,
without pacifying and unwilling to yield
the Loot looted named palliatives.
old tyrant mock democracy by decrees
What country ?
Don't ask me.
you know it well
AN OPEN LETTER TO THE LEADER:
LIVE AND LET LIVE AT PEACE
To: Mr. US President
A man in the White House
Peace!
Dear Sir.
With all due respect to you.
To be frank with you, Sir
In my opinion there are many demagogues and agitators
Loitering around us
They speak about truth soundly,
Propagandize peace loudly
And voice love for all fluently
(they pretend they are peace-loving people)
whereas the point is
they persuade us to declare war
against our mankind
(I say to myself: The cowl does not make the monk.)
Mind the provocateurs!
Beware of such people!
Be careful with their instigation!
Do not let them cheat us out
Do not let them make us look foolish
Do not let them lead us be crack and split.
They do not do it all except for their sake only
Like jackals starved for sheep
Like demons causing man fall
Like beasts hunting kids
Like terrorists spreading out hostilities between us.
Let us live at peace
Let us live together
Side by side under the same blue sky
Let our heart be in love with each other
And be glad to work hand in hand
For raising our wheat crops and cattle breeding cheerfully
And building our sweet home with love and honesty.
For the love of the mankind
Just in such doing
Our life will really be happy
Because such is life!
That is the way of life which is the true peaceful one!
That is all.
Peace be with you.
Sincerely yours,
A man in the street
Implement mayhem and dismantle consciousness manipulate hallucinations
with spiritual fornication. Psychopathic hypnosis under ominous fury with
amusement and menace crying out for crimson redemption. Annihilation brings
instant gratification a pretense to disturbing infatuation. Sacred similarities
necessary for perpetrators and agitators a propelled scheme not as noble
unredeemed. With recognition of stale pipe dreams is fantasy as fake as it
seems, a schizophrenic mind moving a thousand miles a minute worth it's time
bizarre and traumatic delusions problematic. Adventures of a fanatic imminent
and hell bent universal accomplishment prevailed seducer in manufactured
speech shattered yet transforming his future is bleak. With the end of this
Salvador Dali psychedelic trip now it's time we get a grip, walk with me the
reincarnation of ecstasy from the Appalachians to the Caspian sea ride the sun
in spite of me.
11:36 5 Sept 2018
No I have not forgotten
I remember well that 911 day of hell
When demon filled men set their heart those buildings to fell
Driving to get my daughter and wife
I heard of the first plane and I knew it was an attack on Americas life
My eyes welled up my heart beat fast
I have to get my family over and over in my mind as every car I passed
I held them close as I told them news
God help and protect us all as in the second and third flew
They were not martyrs as i slam says
They were brain washed manics with death as their pledge
The heros were those who ran towards death
Not to help death but to defy it to its breath
Into hell they went to set free those they could
To save and serve as heros should
At the end of it all some had lost their life
In order to give to those who could not fight
Now here we are seventeen years later
And people have forgotten and turned into agitators
Trampling on the memories of those who gave and still give
Their lives to others to live
But not I! I have not forgotten I am still sane
I stand in testimony that those heros died not in vain
Requiem for America!
Requiem for the death of our
National liberty and freedom.
Requiem for the American dreams.
Requiem for the freedom of expression.
Requiem for the Statue of Liberty!
Requiem of the land of the free and
The home of the brave!
Requiem for the power of the press.
The death of our governmental democracy.
Is being carefully planned and orchestrated.
By hostile nations located on the eastern side
Of the Atlantic Ocean.
"Chanting death to America! Death to the
America's God! Death to the American flag!
Death to the American beacon of freedom and
Liberty! Death to Freedom and Democracy!
We have won! And defeated the great Satan, America!
Death, total destruction and no quarter!
Requiem for Old Glory, our national flag.
Requiem for blue lives matter!
Requiem for de-funded police departments.
Requiem for our national monuments,
And national documents.
Requiem for safe and stable
City streets. Business are being
Closed down! But people have
To earn a living so their families can eat!
Requiem for our representative government!
Victory for the followers of hate speech,
Victory for the believers of political correctness.
Victory for those against freedom of thinking,
Acting and expression!
Victory for violent riots and protests on our cites streets.
Victory for those shutting down the operations of
Our cities and our towns. And harassing and killing
Our own people! Victory for gun violence on
City streets. Victory for rape, murder and mayhem
And real chaos and confusion!
Victory for paid professional Communist agitators.
Who hide themselves under the banner of
Black Lives Matter. Those people Who believe in a
Just cause have been hijacked! "If black people are
Not careful, they could lose their nation!" Love
From Venezuela!
Requiem for freedom of religious expression being classified
As hate speech! Requiem celebrating the demise of
Our beloved nation America. Requiem for the death
Of the Ten Commandment monuments. Courtesy of Freedom
From Religion Coalition. They do not want to be held accountable
To God! They want to deny his very existence!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
July 07, 2020
April 30 In Search of America 1975 – Hitchhiking Tales part one
published in Tiferet Journal 2018 Poem-a-Thon
When I was young and foolish
Broke and stubborn
I hitchhiked across the USA
Started in Salt Lake City
Where my greyhound bus pass
Was stolen
The station manager
Could have helped me
But refused to do so
Threaten to call the cops
When I grabbed my bags Without the stolen tags
I said
Go ahead
But I am so out of here
Wondered about Salt Lake City
Went to a bar
Found I had to buy my booze
Next door
And they would mix it for me
Had to order food too
After a bloody Mary
And a burger
I walked about town
Saw the Mormon Temple
Finally, about 3 pm
It was time to hit the road
Did not look back
Ended up in Cody Wyoming
Got a room shower
Steak beer
Using my rapidly depleted cash Spent 25 dollars
Money really went far
Back in those days
A band of professional
Communist agitators
Gave me a ride
To Des Moines
Lots of weed, booze
And politics later
Got off the road
Slept outside
Next day
A beautiful woman
Drove me to near Chicago
In a red mustang
Might have been
The girl in the song
Took it easy
Digging her vibe
She invited home
But was not sure
If her estranged husband
Would welcome me
So, I am being foolish
And inexperienced with women
Did not go to her place
And always regretted
That I had lost
My chance that day
end part one
Agitators ambush America
anger attacks, abstruse
acquaintances and adversaries acrid
absolutism acolytes abrading
abrogate acrimony
America, arise altogether
amend, amend
Heaven is the place we’re all dying to go.
As the bride of Christ, His church,
we’ll serve our King
who will replace the sun and moon
as the light
of the New Jerusalem...
We will continue to be His servants
and I cannot imagine what tasks
God has planned.
I’d like to work with children
like I’ve done all my life here.
I’ve read of a diet of various fruits
and I think our bodies will be altered a lot.
One idea is that the New Jerusalem
will be a planet in space
where we will traverse the inside
of a transparent 1500 mile cube
enclosed in a sphere.
I don’t think gravity will be a problem.
A sidenote:
The new earth will be heaven’s kingdom.
where God’s chosen people, Israel will dwell.
King David will rule as vice-regent to Christ.
I think there will be space travel between
the New Jerusalem and earth.
I’ve heard the kings of the earth will
come up to worship in the New Jerusalem.
There will be no more oceans or seas.
There will be continual light.
Open gates will need no lock and key.
Maybe I'll work at a school on the new earth??
Only God knows what heaven will be
Believers will find out someday.
No pain, no disease, no sorrow,
no jerks, no criminals, no agitators.
New undeserved pleasures await our excitement
as we finally view our Savior face to face.
May 30, 2020
Sponsor: Regina Riddle
Contest: Free Verse Heaven
I'm convinced that if we can't be civil, we must separate.
The differences are becoming too great.
The privileged and the entitled
feeding on the exceptions to the rule.
Plucking out the worst of our races
the rotten grapes of our society.
displayed in a crystal clear bowl
for all the world to see.
Dirty black and dirty white laundry
hanging upon a thin blue line.
Pin headed agitators preparing the bon fire beneath.
It's time to separate-go our own ways,
rather than sling boulders
push each other into pits and grates.
We need a two-state solution and quick.
but first we have to build a wall between us.
The building of bridges experiment has burned down.
But if and when things settle down
{when we grow up a little}
we could open a door in the wall
have a supervised play date,
With pictures of Gandhi-Martin Luther king
rimming the sandbox-to set the mood straight...
With God and the {international} guard at the ready
just in case we start slinging sand, bricks and binkies...again.
Frightened and confused, freedom advocates
stopped listening to their hearts.
And Christians began chastising those
who have chosen
not to forsake their souls
for political gain, greed, and hate.
Division is a ploy
used by agitators
skilled at drawing emotions
from old wounds.
We all agree
that only God can change the past;
and yet, each one of us
holds the power
to change the future.
Americans are wandering through
an emotional minefield;
ready to explode in their faces,
and provide provocation for a civil war.
Let's reflect on the meaning
of freedom for all;
and the pursuit of happiness!
Together, we may find the answers
that bigotry buried
within hushed-up questions:
we're now just starting to explore.
The ugliness of racism
is finally being exposed for what it is:
and yet, some still refuse to see
that freedom for all is within our grasp!
Propaganda adverts men’s minds from the truth
in a little spill I offered proof
Faith agitators twist bend remake
trying to manipulate destiny their on fate
1
They trample many they cannot quit
for they are sure they are the fit
witchcraft they made it science
They keep you at odds keeping reliant
2
They will profiteer even from your tears
like a pig they think you are with smears
propagating even from the squeal
words not easily understood spelt their swill
3
sorcery old as the first lie began yeah hath God
resisting Moses and God but could not his rod
Global ones like vultures that cannot get to the bone
setting up a world not there own for error they are prone
Agitators on the internet, otherwise known as trolls,
or sometimes even worse, government moles,
planted to discredit and disrupt everyone,
or maybe just some with no life who for fun,
enjoy annoying the hell out of anyone and everyone.
I enjoy my encounters with trolls, I guess it's the sadistic side of me,
finding amusement in another's so text book insecurity.