Best Americas Poems
A stop route of west African slave trade
passing through gradual conversion from an escape center
to a beautiful republic cemented in the ninety-sixties,
to pride as the first nation in the middle of the Americas
and to become an independent political and economic entity.
The first among the ‘warm-climated’ group
to participate in the ‘cold climated’ games.
It has grown wings to have so much political will
and becoming humanity’s chief servant in fighting for the globally marginalized.
So greatly influenced by the Afro-Caribbean spiritual salt,
giving value to the philosophy of international morality.
Beauty at its peak is flaunted through the Blue Mountains,
unfortunately in a land weak in the resistance
of nature’s dangerous waves of theft and anger.
Home to eight non-venomous snakes and great crimes;
obeahism lingering as the corridor to the inner mind;
are mixed segments of a growing star in the Caribbean
which is also the best place to see wild flora and fauna.
America’s greatness is not marble or stone
But the soldier who’s willing to stand all alone
Out on their post with weapon in hand
Protecting the people of this great land
America’s greatness wears Army Green
Or the clothes of a sailor, Air Force or Marine
Their background is Asian, Hispanic or Black
Mixed or Caucasian they all have your back
And they’ll take their position and they’ll hold their ground
Protecting your life and all those around
For America’s greatness is not marble or stone
But the soldier who’s ready to lay down his own
Have been following CNN avidly,
Learnt a great deal about American politics
Your Ex -President, an arrogant man to his core,
As opposed to a dedicated, humble, proud,
Soul searching man, President Joseph
Robinette Biden Jr. a Vice President before,
During President Obama’s Administration.
He has gone through so much grief,
Wife, daughter and son, their lives so brief.
He understands compassion
It has become his passion,
To unite his country as one, no racism
All for one and one for all, only patriotism
His promise to Black lives matter
Was an easy decision,
His Cabinet, an integration
Of every color creed and nation.
An elegant First Lady and wife Dr Jill Biden,
Will always be by The President,s side
For ever, and ever, with pride,
And with Vice President Kamala Harris
At his right hand,
How purposeful, never boring,
Or disturbing,
His Administration will be,
The world looks forward to this with glee!
We have a wonderful President too,
Have much respect for his handling
Of the Pandemic, President Cyril Ramaphosa,
A refined, gentle man who also
Rules his Rainbow Nation, with Pride.
Hope President Biden comes to South Africa
Soon, I would love them to meet,
That would really neat,
For our Country has magic scenery
And traditions to behold,
For the brave, free, mighty and bold!
Deep in the south, lives the Southern Pine.
I love the fresh pine scent, it’s really quite divine.
The palms adorn the water’s edge, such sturdy summer trees.
As they grow, they will bend and shape up in the breeze.
The Magnolia has a lovely flower; its scent is, oh so sweet.
Downwind in the evening breeze; it makes the day complete.
Evergreens unfurling their new baby greens; will make a fright, Halloween;
when their mass of moss highlights eerie moons scenes.
The Catalpas displaying their long pods; nicknamed Cigar Trees;
create an eerie vision of waving fingers in the breeze.
Pawpaw trees, with their sweet fruits; better than bananas;
These tasty treats are great to eat so, fill up your bandanna!
Southern trees are beautiful, like Cypresses and Red Cedars. You must go south to see them all; yes you must, dear readers.
Low flying plane
Cloudless sky, bright blue
Steel clashing, burning orange
Cloudless no more, smoke fills the sky
Thick, gray, rolls through the city
Much more than a tragedy
3,000 deaths
Millions affected
Billions left with a dark memory seared in their minds
By the hands of one, and
A search begins
War, oil, money
What are we really fighting for?
A man, a coward, a villain
A decade of suffering mentally,
The pain lies in the gaping hole of our hearts
And is filled, with the demise of
America’s villain
América's Roundtable,
Kings and Knights of a fable,
Broadening the smorgasbord of a playing field,
Swelling midriffs peak,
they drool as they speak,
for the empires for themselves that they build.
The fine lady now fattened,
America's breast now flattened,
and they ravished her while singing her song,
Without being heard,
they even caged her grand bird.
Making wrong right, and right and wrong.
A now fallen hope,
A dying Pope,
The unrighteous ones had their turn,
New hope to the fable,
bringing truth to the table,
revealing secrets they wish to burn.
But now wait a dang minute,
The one thought to win it,
Things took an outrageous spin,
Now raise a prayer without pride,
Which is worse in the ride.
Here we go with again and again.
It goes to show you each time,
America yours, o she’s mine,
God bless help us in this tug of war
God save the poor dame,
America her name,
Father, please raise her up off the floor.
Captain America’s Shield
A shield of a brave imaginary hero
With lots of symbolism to show
Bearing some signs from state’s flag
For patriotism and loyalty hug
Shape is always round
Resilience from all battle-wounds
Armor made from the strongest metal
Super shiny, a bulletproof material
Center is a state’s big silver-star
Surrounded by lines guarding from war
Other shield was with round blue lines
Latest was red, best color and kind
Shield’s shiny huge star is for hope
A great triumph, with gallantry to cope
Powerful battle shield which you may salute
Perfectly matching Captain America’s suit
Aug. 4 ,2022 10.50pm
A demonstration,
Of black and white,
Showing through as a beacon of light.
I have a dream,
Four words
With a meaning so big,
Thats more difficult to understand than anything.
Forty-seven years have passed.
Really? are we this self-centered?
America as a whole, we could do better.
"Forbidden Fruit"
Sometimes tangy, more often sweet. Grown in trees, Natures treat. Some are yellow, others
red. One once fell on Newtons head. Great in salad, a delight in pie. Why you could be one of
my eye. Eaten by the bushel or eaten loose. A perfect cider or just plain juice. Of that I
speak you say your baffled. Why it's the fruit known as the apple.
"Americas Favorite Pass Time"
He rounded third full speed towards home. To the catcher the ball is thrown. Neither athelete
time for decision. Each know their tasks down to precision. The runner slides closing his eyes
and hopes the ball comes in High. The crowd errupts and the game is done. It appears they
all had fun. See it matters not win, loose or draw. Just as it shouldn't when kids play Teeball.
The Applethoughtrotten
The woke demand that we devenerate,
revise old statues, plaques and history
of leaders who were once considered great,
as truth confronts a lasting bigotry.
To laud and honor what they represent
supports and propagates a curse and weight,
creating new and growing discontent,
to abrogate old hails to racial hate.
Blind scales of justice failed to understand
and measure damage done by prejudice
across our bountiful dynamic land,
thus adding space to this profane abyss.
But now new rays of liberty are seen,
illuminating every sacred wound,
as politicians face what should have been
and steer us toward a higher, firmer ground.
Unasked questions hide truths from you
Asking them offers hope
Why did the East long shun Europe
Until post - '92 [1492]
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Happy Birthday USA
But the short and long of it
Political correctness, sungay- pungay -
America for short, United States in it
"Norte Americanos", or US citizens
Celebrate on July 4th
And I have lived & lived that too
God bless America! Amen
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And God Bless AMERICAS, South too!
There is colonialism in language
We gloss over it, except with Sex
Then we insist on being so correct:
LGBTQ and LGBTQIA
And then the Census: add new 'race'
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Yet America. Or America's includes Cuba
And St. Vincent, and your favorites
Yet we exclude at will, call Africa, 'coubtry'
When it has more than 50 countries
And I am calked "Asian" even when
I never visited, or had parents born in it
Yes, language helps us celebrate -
Some people, places, preferences, prejudice
And now some truth
Can you handle it?
Well lammy he got slammy..' while karma hopes to be
Jammy.? cause in the past there were caustic blasts.'
I don't think Mr Trump really thinks thats funny? Yet
The man has never returned that trick, maybe he was busy
Making money.? Of course he could not be fair and strong
Just take a look at (the drainstrems song!) and dance.?
Their whole climates not too sunny.' Only dark clouds on their
Charts' bad attitude.' With eyes and noses runney.. those cry
Room kings and queens we hear.? Them loud, yet not so clear.' Look! We know lifes not.! All milk and honey.' I would
Advuse for calm and indeed respect.' Ask that all might recognise
The fact Americas choice.) Is to rebuild both hope and faith.'
They want to live in uplands once again more free and sunny.)
Glorious Spain after 1492, and the cost
Long forgotten, but for Bartolomeo de Las Casas
O the lie of OUR WORK ETHIC! How did Catholic Iberia
Rule the Americas (1492 -1898), dominate Europe?
You can rule, too, if you enslaved all of the Americas!
you may think you have won,
but it has only just begun,
America's heart is at stake,
but we will survive and we will grow in faith,
this heart is not only one,
but it is the core of our love,
with every step we take,
with every choice we make,
America's heart will shine,
we will never die,
in every word or attack you make,
we will survive, for our freedom you will never take,
through all the tears and devestating cries,
America's heart will shine through as we move forward into the light,
we may stumble and land hard on our face,
but the love of america's heart will never cease,