Best Civics Poems
4/26/2020
Wild poetry contest
Sponsor Anthony Slausin
The collared dog awaits his master’s love
and laps and licks the blessed hand above,
while the wolf, ephemeral shaddow of the unbiddable wild
drinks from the crystal streams descending the mountain.
(He drinks from the palm of creation.)
Obedient pets sit, with poise, awaiting treats,
or scratch the door, the scent of cedars sweet,
but too far,
while the wolf runs through the bright brush at the bull elk, those bellowing lungs a trumpet
announcing to the deeps the shadows of the forest live.
The Good await the chance to thrust their nose
into the rushing wind as Civics go,
while the wolf encircles the dust to lay and lick
all the delectable scents of the wind in his fur.
Faithfully the pet lays, alone on the steel table
wondering where his master is, the scent of the vet
surrounds him like wolves
that eat the walls of the room
until he is free.
I an in tension
because of my examination
In language there is composition
In english there is comprehension
In maths there is aplication
In physics there is derivation.
In chemistry there is equation
in botany there is respiration
In zoology there is reproduction
In history there is civilization
In civics there is administration
In geography there is occupation
In economics there is consumption.
because of my confusion you all don't miss your examination
AS you all are backbone of your nation.
I know so little of this theory, so
I go to Wikipedia. No help!
I'm reading how it stems from Marxism, and
the struggle of the classes throughout time.
So next I search for tenents of this theory.
In doing so, I'm finding things like this:
how White Supremacy will always reign,
so students need to learn of "action" civics
instead of civics taught traditionally.
I look up "active civics" and find words
like "civil protest" (also "violence").
I find opposing views of it which state
that in the schools today they're teaching hate!
I see some parents now sometimes on Facebook
dismayed that basic civics is ignored.
Our processes called constitutional
are being put behind this "action civics."
I think about the violence I've been seeing
and of old monuments that are torn down;
police, so sorely needed, now defunded;
the silliness getting rid of slogans
deemed racial slurs; the censorship of books
like certain ones by author Dr. Seuss!
I know the process of the Constitution
has not been too great; rights were slowly won.
The problem -as I see it - was the fact
of individual prejudices.
Eventually, after freedom's decades
(the fight for Civil Rights 50's through 60's)
and since our culture then became accepting
of gays, we saw laws made to turn the tide!
I think I must agree with parents who
have great concern about curriculum.
I know discrimination still exists,
but we have seen great strides since Rosa Parks.
I do not like where I can see us heading.
I'm reading quotes of blacks who feel the same.
Today are many interracial couples.
In thirty years from now, we'll all be brown!!
Let cultural awareness take the helm.
Teach love -not hate - and leave our kids alone.
July 18, 2021
for Anthony Biaanco's Critical Race Theory Poetry Contest
As Erica fought for her liberty
She be truly began to see
What life would be like for her
But her troubles only got rougher
As she grew and claimed more
She often left others broken and sore
She destroyed them as she forged her path
Not stopping to think of her wrath
Devastation of local friendlies
Caused her to gain more enemies
She let nothing stand in her way
Dominating over her weaker prey
She turned a blind eye to her troubles
And it really left her in cultural rubbles
She fought for causes with such passion
But often refused to share the ration
Why didn’t she listen to the voices
And provide them with enough choices?
Why didn’t she think about equality
As she watched casualty after casualty?
Why didn’t she treat people right
While they continued to fight?
She sits atop with power so immense
But it seems she lacks common sense
If she would have just stopped to see
That her people weren’t living equally
She could have made the needed change
And maybe prevented the heated exchange
If she only could’ve seen what she was doing
She could have noticed what was brewing
Now maybe is the time for her reckoning
The moment to adapt is beckoning
It’s not too late to listen still
To collaborate and provide some goodwill
Erica has a chance to re-imagine a new way
Where peace guides her toward a new day
We have had a good run,
peerless under the sun,
sired the likes of Einstein,
Da Vinci and Beethoven,
though such genius is lost
on the bear and the pelican.
But perhaps our greatest gift
to this our common home,
is not the civics of Rome,
nor the most literary tome,
but a mind that has grown
far superior to our own.
For with our cerebral might,
we will continue to fight,
can’t tell wrong from right,
nor help the planet’s plight.
Our only hope of salvation
is the birth of a higher light,
conceived in every byte.
Soon we can get some rest,
let a new brain take the test.
We’ve tried our hand with zest,
but without much success.
So a successor we will bless;
it’s time we laid down the burden,
took off the ill-fitting mantle,
content to be second best.
subjects are few
but some are new
chemistry is full of chemicals..
history has kings,
maths has numerals
civics is made of politics...
In geography we fly across "mars"
physics can measure distance of "stars"
English and hindi has stories
Ghost,magic and of mysteries..
biology has cells and animals.
what can we do if they don't have "skell"
REad one by one and learn it..
read it once more and make great fun of it.
I once loved a man
from Pakistan
He wasn't and I'm not
what you may think
He was beautiful
gifted and humble
taught me things
his skin
dark
kinda forbidden
mouth
we talked and he liked my diction
I was very young
he could have been an addiction
he went home
I wonder about him
my first lust
my first civic's class
--Evil starts as germinated seeds,
noxious weeds of social infestation,
spreading and suffocating human diversity,
pushing all freedoms into extinction,
the loss of Liberty's creed,,
--Men-Women birth their offspring,
but raised by the State,
alienated offspring grow into bastards,
by design to this fate,
no-longer is Family an understanding,,
--Started in guise of education,
parasitic propaganda by subliminal indoctrination,
targeting children of all ages,
instructing apart from parental objections,
future groupthink masses of inclusion,,
--Religion, History, Novel books outlawed,
that promote ideas of Independence,
instructional manuals that's only allowed,
through State approved media correspondence,
making State approved "truths" unflawed,,
--The masses become Independent-less adults,
in a One World State,
populations regulated, mandated birth controls,
but elitists can freely consummate,
elitist offspring perpetuates State results,,
--The State espouses universal equality,
a mandate against humanity's will,
a law silencing humanity's opinions,
or voicing your opinions from jail,
the State sees as insanity,,
--Humanity becomes living taxed products,
feeding the machines of State,
their worth is what's produced,
fearing for failing to compensate,
you're redistributed, if you obstruct,,
--Populations are kept under intoxication,
by the State approved vice(s),
the willing are comfortably numb,
happiness of suffrage the price,
humanity's compliance made through addiction,,
--Outlawed are self-governed rights,
by State tyranny without impunity,
your lives owned until death,
because you are State property,
all controlled by elitist might,,
--Physical privacy regarded as hate,
pedo-molestation considered universally normal,
it matters not your sexuality,
to all ages so formal,
criminal when reject this fate,,
--Evil that's made a right,
guilt is replaced with ethics,
fundamental good is considered evil,
by the State centered civics,
moral evil in everyone's sight,,
--This is a living nightmare,
that insidiously penetrates humanity's soul,
a world never knowing Hope,
or escaping something this cruel,
the State of Evil despair,,
--Freedom, Liberty and self-governance,
does this sound that bad?,-
it's better than being property,
by a State grown Mad,
or take a standing chance.
Re: Thank You to unknown
tom, dick, harry, tam, dame,
or dana from the MHS Class of 77,
though this alum
experiences public education
within lower providence jurisdiction
as a bum
er - minimally partaking advantage
of extra-curricular,
collegiate, inter-mural,
et cetera opportunities,
no not even a figurative crum
well nigh convey an impression of being dumb
bull door, deaf, and blind (with out faith no more),
nor passing love notes from
some anonymous girl, who
(after leaving a teasing message
informed asper getting a smart haircut
in ninth grade civics class
taught by Missus Comly
(do not quote me on my
power fully pointed excel lent spelling,
telling nothing, when out of desperation
I experience primal yelling)
this singular potential fledgling flirtation,
the extent from student,
who appeared morose and rather glum
exposing such vulnerability to be hum
millie hated, and bullied relentlessly,
whereat i wish to be a little boy
comforted by me mum
since that option out of the question,
thus aye didst never meet Miss Mot Toe
(e plumbs e num), perhaps cuz eye whiz numb
body, mind and spirit triage as if inebriated by rum
imagining the fighting spirit within me to thumb
or rather "flip the bird" to those,
this then anxiety prone
metaphorically rolling stone
whose metaphorical diet of worms also included
eating picked over sun bleached
un beak coming road kill crow - how yum
me does that seem, but gnome hatter
how grossly said foul dish
spurred via carrion (an analogy
representing verbal taunting
best left for hitch cocked birds) didst not appeal
not in the least did i give nasty brutes a "what for",
twas fear of getting creamed, fricasseed, irradiated...
Give me a pen
I’ll write a poem,
Give me a poem
I’ll make a heart,
Give me a heart
I’ll make a love,
Give me a love
I’ll make a world,
Give me a world
I’ll make heaven
And in this heaven you and me will live for years
Here in our heaven all oceans, rivers, trees,
forests, woods, birds, animals, fishes will live freely
There in our heaven politics, economics, sciences,
religions, civics, sociology will be in one constituent
There in our heaven will be a constituent and that is love
There in our heaven will be king, queen and occupant within rules of love
There in our heaven we, all will spend life together through
smiling, laughing, crying, pain, sympathy, well and woe with love
August 14, 2018 Chattogram
Newtonian physics say what goes up must come down
sorry not in the camp of horn tootin, high falutin clowns
justice serves only to rebuke you, not too astute of you
when youre bragging of genetics, a sword in the mouth can cut the lips
can gag you with double edged aplologetics
better watch out for backlash from observant critics,
self righteous attitudes, lukewarm civics
we can't bear the fruition of more bad fruit,
from bad apples with thin skins poisoning the youth
practice what you preach? ever hear of reciprocity for frontal lobotomy, lasiks surgery for radiocarotot omy
making things resentful what you tryin to prove? separation or hostility? Uncle Toms? up the Auntie, you are betting against the youth. Your blind vision seeing the world anew?
Now I know there's 31 flavors so many ways to taste, defeat, scoop up the malaise
don't rub it in the face when you're on top of the heap
make people suck on your cone of invincibility
bet it makes the taste of vanilla? A fetish treat, out of spite when all races got some fine honeys, and miss or Mrs BUTTERSWORTH mm hmm, you statistically will leave.
Leaves a bad taste, in the palate of the nationality. The grapes of wrath's depression made it's impression on all the people, so rinse your mouth, spit, repeat. Don't get drunk on your High C.
Too much high flying, smack talking, mainlining cult of gangsta personality
there aint no union in a phrase like "aint seen nothin like me"
No one is shocked a person of darker pigment can pass a football or do anything they set out to dream with heart in hard work. I think you better stick with a spork, instead of hotknifing that herb, rubbing that lambp of piper sheeptoslaughter jerk.
Catch more bees with honey, plus you can use that plastic spoon to dig your way out of the backstabbery,
but Hollywood Idols love their trophys
especially silver spooned ones, Campbell's Chunky for coddled athletes, who got nothin else to do
but compete for biggest cat in a cradle,
Golden icons on the silver screen.
Once upon a time not long ago
Minutes from everywhere I think
If I remember she needs a change
Baby girl needs everything right now
A diaper and a rifle will have to do
Fully locked and loaded for the evening
A shooting shopping spree is in her future
Ammo and some baby powder needed
She is only three
A pillow from the sofa will come in nicely
Used by baby now to rise above the law
To fit inside the car to make a baby comfy
To see above the windshield driving to the mall
Stealing daddies vehicle and gun is sweet
She looks so cute in high heel sneakers
Don't forget the money in his wallet
And car keys cause cars don't drive themselves
Two bricks are missing from the yard
Gas pedals and brakes are hard to reach
Too difficult to manage for the innocent
It's not easy being three
Take the babysitter hostage
Drinking and driving is illegal
Don't forget your seat belt dear
Honda Civics away! Rifle ready!
Come on baby make my day
Let us pray
Rob the convenience store
Don't take more than you can steal
Pick up some bread and milk
Don't stay out too late
You need your beauty sleep
A natural/spiritual,
multicultural,
bicameral dialogue
develops a healthy cognitive/affective individual,
So too,
development of a metaphysical system,
is, through diverse seasons,
creative
and re-creative
and pre-creative
and un-creative
and not un-creative
in-between synthesis
Of physical facts
and metaphysically felt ideas
out of which a new contagious
healthy
robust
resonant
resilient paradigm
Emerges
merges
re-emerges
pre-merges
un-merges
not un-merges
democratically organic
holistically in-between interdependence
and equitable independence.
Universal principles
and ego/ecosystemic
nondualistic unitarian theories
organically develop
within each ego/eco bilaterally healthy system,
whereby resilient networks of consciousness
undergo continuous co-acclimation,
physical and metaphysical,
natural life territory
and spiritual wound healing maps,
self/other revising
refining
changing definitions,
double-binding pan-transformations,
holistic communions.
Like a democratic intended constitution,
or multicultural health,
or equitable
and wealthy robust climate
of truth and safe beauty,
Any polyphonically resonant thought/felt system
becomes resiliently health-wealthy
only in its co-relational
interdependent dipolar co-arising entirety.
Ego/eco-systemic prime indigenous learning
provides a win/win therapeutic-historic way
of perceiving ego-centering
polyculturally communicating persons
with bicameral balancing curiosity,
And this deep health-learning
graces natural/spiritual
open whole systemic climates
of bilaterally revolutionary
natural health/spiritual wealth
integral
green cooperative wisdom
Co-arising natural civil health,
robust
non-violent communication,
with spiritual
metaphysical wealth
of non-violent communion.
Resisting The Repression
Competition between a brother and sister
Rendition of an eighties song all about how much he miss her
War of attrition between two countries facing off without a resister
Ambition of an Olympian to only on race day end up with a blister
Loneliness creeping in before twightlight starts to break and linger
Ghostliness of a past love coming back like a harbinger
Cosiness of a warmth so engrained it lasts throughout the winter
Holiness of a man ordained with the essence of God in his little finger
Warning all who sit in comfort to stretch out beyond their horizons
Forming all the combinations but still required to sleep with the lights on
Storming through the degradation of more arguments to be right on
Mourning the loss of innocence as I’m forced to find a corner with which to fight from
Objectification of a woman by a powerful CEO
Rectification of a statement that would never have passed “go”
Unification of a people who they never wanted to know
Stupefaction of a system that is only there for show
Culmination of a problem as we sit behind screens in isolation
Rumination of a mind inclined to introspective observations
Declaration of a manifesto by a twisted mass shooter caught before the devastation
Aberration of the justice system as the innocent go without advocation
Sociopolitical violence everywhere you hate to look
Hypercritical eyes inside my silence as they analyse a new controversial book
Parasitical environmental activists looking for the next media stunt to hook
Neurotypical minds that are inclined to complain and then to sook
Elimination of the pain that resides in each passing new moment
Annotation of the grammar as I consider the next component
Liberation of a race that has lived under the rule of a tyrant
Consideration of all the elements predicting the next inquirement
Lamentation of the time that’s passed while reluctantly convalescing
Fragmentation of a life that’s lost while psychologically regressing
Cancellation of a genius comedian speaking the truth just like confessing
Aberration at this cultural shift as I I’ll be resisting all this repressing
The End Elizabeth Moroz copyright
Multidimensional Moments
Adoration for a beautifully constructed emotional expression
Adulation for the seductive signs of Armageddon
Admiration as the selective stories pain of the times begin to lessen
Elevation of the mood as I lift myself toward the concept of true heaven
Blessing all those who sit below the longitude of the hopeful
Testing the throws of heat in the snow as my mood borders on woeful
Resting all that I know as my age starts to show while he seems to be a know all
Jesting as I go as I rock two and fro while they perceive me to be antisocial
So much to say about who’s got the right of way that it’s now becoming reductive
As such they play with naysayers and pretend to be productive
A crutch to bear the weight of all that I know to be instructive
A softened touch of someone who falls in the category of self destructive
Empirical conversations that aren’t allowed to leave the gym
Satirical observations so acute that you cannot help but grin
The miracle of the resurrection and the most original of sin
Brings lyrical reflections like the purposelessness of a mobile phone without a sim
Multidimensional theories written by the brightest minds in physics
Non conventional hearings of a mind that writes essays about social civics
Interventional cries from the outside about not selling out with gimmicks
One dimensional moments in decline as I decide to cease the lyrics
By Elizabeth Moroz copyright