Best Democracies Poems
A world changes course
expelling the good grim reaper
twisted joke
entering this forbidden zone
called democracy
Careless acts of violence black and white
mothers burying their children
so much tears soak the very grounds
salt of this earth
where moral order breaks down
in societies failure
A bad replacement shapeshifting demons rule
Where no longer they care about peoples suffering
removing God's teachings from schools
so our forefathers died in vain blood of our ancestors
Taking away human rights
amnesty international laugh a minute
lawless democracies without proper vision
killing without just cause tyrants bragging ill will
Without facing the justice of all lands
Murder is murder so says the judge above all
stealing is robbing without deeds aquired
laid down by the Lord on stone himself
We all know its the devil's playground now
Darkness of your souls reek with many lies told
When fancy coated words fall out vomit
from the mouths who ware suits
As that is a trademark
of the biggest robbers there is
Stealing even by stealth or forced to ground
poisionous morals killing the seed of truth
sewn from the garden of lust dark or light
Open your eyes blind beggars of hell
disfunctional greedy merchants and war criminals
alike you all sign a pact together like wolves
we see the suffering and torment of your weapons
tipped with poison blaming everyone but yourselves
Creating hate through your neverending violence
amongst the innocent victims raped of everything
God be merciful unto your rotten souls
Damning the victims with your pride filled agendas
we all become victims if we sit without a voice listen pride
Peace is the way forward that looks above and beyond
stand down dark spirits your lust knows no bounds
drunken with greed
Light of our saviour will come
one day supreme commander
I will kneel to the creator
When this earth goes into darkness again
we need to pray for salvation
no longer do we walk
but stumble in the pathway
of his loving ways
Rock of faith we stand strong
for our childrens sake
to give them a future generation
Mercy shake hands
make Eden beautiful again
The signs are coming to pass
to celebrate the happiness and joy
Heaven above the angels will sing
The faded shacks stretch 'neath the stained grey sky,
As stagnant urine and disease creep in.
Hunched at the pyramid's tight base we lie;
Looked down upon by our superiors.
In this poor life we’ve been condemned to die;
Forever stuck in our unwanted caste!
Our tummies are filled with what can’t be sold,
Our hopes and dreams just playful fantasies.
Drained from its soothing warmth, the Earth feels cold.
Where, I ask you are the democracies
That stop worthless things like me getting sold?
We’re all just pawns, broken by society.
Unlike the wealthy, we’re easy to find;
We are the untouchables of mankind.
4/3/2015
Thank you Mr. President
For your visit to my country and for the feelings,
You expressed, on behalf of the people of America.
Thank you for understanding and telling us,
About the real beauties of my country.
You have seen only a part of it,
Many of my nation’s great human values,
Are yet to be witnessed and seen by the world.
Although you have not responded to my suggestions,
I sent to you, when you became most admired Mr. President,
I am quite happy that at least, you have adopted some of them,
Your love and affection and good wishes for the people of India,
Will never go in vain, as you would find us always side by side,
For all the good and humanitarian causes of America and
You would find us with you,
If your country would really need, a good sincere friend like India.
We really admire the mesmerizing quality of your intelligence and speech,
The warmness and affection of your love for Gandhi and Peace,
The depths of your feelings for my fellow citizens and your understanding that
India and US are not only, the world’s largest democracies but,
They are born natural allies.
We also admire and are grateful for the love and affection,
Shown by Mrs. Michelle Obama, the first lady of US and by the,
Peace loving people of America.
Thank you Mr. President, for visiting my country, and
For becoming our most honored guest.
Ravindra
Kanpur India. 9th November 2010.
Tough time – the economic crisis for a short period
Sometimes for the five members there’ll be few bread.
Mother would declare she'd already her share of bread
“I was soo……. hungry, I had mine” she would add.
Dad, sacrificing his life for my higher education
Worked in a rustic village and living in seclusion.
Scene changed with newly built house quite pleasing
With my name plate "Dr. Ram Mehta, Litt.D" hanging.
Scene changed with those sacrifices in matured years
Acting Moliere in France, in U.K. visit to bards’ houses.
Attending the poetry conferences in three continents
Retired life with kids in USA and India, both democracies.
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*Every autobiography is concerned with two characters, a Don Quixote, the Ego, and a
Sancho Panza, the Self.
W. H. Auden
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Cavemen
carved stones
into tribal wars
mans battle curse
Men will kill
over the color of a flag
old ways must be lowered
to half mast
United Kingdoms
morphed into today's democracies
where men are equal
and women sleep in peace
Kings are symbols of history
stones, inanimate objects
worshiped by fools
Scotland voted to be united and free
History's no reason for division
common values now unite
we learn of gods wisdom
with love, never division
Now a land of the people
of values and not ones ancestry
we have no masters
therefore no separation
The brave
the Pipes and drums
march proud towards future dreams
my Scotland, my future
United by God or face the gun
Members of the legion, warming up
Cold weather of the region, blowing up
Advocacies permeated and rolled with dice
Democracies under water, frozen like ice
Tough time – the economic crisis for a short period
Sometimes for the five members there’ll be a few bread.
Mother would declare she'd already her share of bread
“I was soo……. hungry, I had mine” she would add.
Dad, sacrificing his life
For my higher education.
Worked in a rustic village
And living in seclusion.
Scene changed with newly built house quite pleasing
With my name plate "Dr. Ram Mehta, Litt.D" hanging.
Scene changed with those sacrifices in matured years
Acting Moliere in France, in U.K. visit to bards’ houses.
Attending the poetry conferences
in three continents
Retired life with kids in USA and India,
both democracies.
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***"Every autobiography is concerned with two characters, a Don Quixote,
the Ego, and a Sancho Panza, the Self". W. H. Auden
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August 12, 2014
Form: Verse
Dr. Ram Mehta
First Place Win
Contest:Teeter Totter poem by Sheri Fresonke Harper
All Aboard!
We are boarding the train of thought!
I hope you're prepared for this winding, twisting, and turning adventure
Please do not be startled by the complete transparent interior
Even though it seems like it nobody will see the real you no matter how hard they try
Let's begin!
Here we are at Happy Place, if you look to your right you can see simile sea
Off to your left you can witness metaphors meant for more than failed loved attempts
Let's move on
At this moment we are crossing over superhero bridge
If you look through the floor of our lovely T.O.T.
You can see Black Panther and Captain America fighting it out
Hulk and Thor, Superman and Batman, Spiderman and Ironman, all of these heroes having disputes
Don't think you're the only one having a hard time trying to figure out who's the hero or villian
Maybe it's just some type competition
Our Conductor himself lives competitions
Always putting odds against each other what he likes to call conflicting contradictions
Now we are entering the tunnel of dreams
Do not fret the darkness its always like that in here
Fasten your seatbelts because we all know dreams can come true
But don't forget nightmares are dreams too
Let's just rush through this like we do with any task
Who said we can't get it done right and fast
Okay, okay we made it through
Now through our final scenery before we get home
We are arriving passing through fantasy island
Best place to be
Matter of fact the facts of the matter let's just stay here and create our realities
Ice Cream camera to capture the sweetest memories
Now that's a Kodak moment
Kool Aid streams so potent that the coloring is permanent
Let's douse this whole realm in permanent and become full time residents
End the democracies, dictatorships, no more Presidents
It's evident that the evidence proves this is our world to make in any image
The best part of these fantasies
We decide when they are finished
Hip Hip Hooray
Hip Hip Hooray for today Naseby Day!
On these Northamptonshire fields in the middle of England
in 1645 (given a calendar change around a century later)
the Parliamentarians defeated the Royalists in the most
decisive battle of the Great Civil War, to in full time created
this royal republic that to tell truth to power Whitehall and
Westminster will be brought to book as to tell truth to influence
much of the media specially the oligopoly Press with its self-righteous
arrogance will be altered for good by the judicial Leveson Enquiry
untying the Gordian knot tying party to papers as today most rightly,
should be sad too the as today is Liberation Day in the Falkland Islands
as we and the Argentinians remember the war dead, praying that
that these two Christian states and liberal democracies may truly
try to keep to the high principles that both claim as their truest cause.
Hip Hip Hooray for Naseby Day, for Leveson Days, and for Falklands Day!
They fought with grit to save the nation,
From poverty, squalor and infidelity,
And when they marched it was the Nazi’s or them,
Who would suffice to keep their dignity.
The Second was really over the same as the First:
The freedom and equality that democracies offer;
Hitler was not to rule the freethinking lands,
Which representative governments quietly did proffer.
Their Ladies’ which, it was said, almost flew themselves,
Were engineered by women as superior planes;
Through dogfight and bullet, over occupied territories -
The pilots exploded German ammunition trains.
Rhoda Monihan
9/11
The world trade towers,
The pentagon and the white house.
Attack THEM, they are evil.
The government that protects the oil corps.
The American Government uses its military to steal oil.
Socialize the losses and privatize the profits.
Stupid, confused, Americans.
Israel is an American military base
1948,
Control the oil, control the future.
Truman, cemented America as a superpower.
Israel: Expanding settlements, stealing land.
In trade for keeping the oil in the hands of corps.
Oil traded in dollars: no Euros allowed,,,
Or we beat the war drums, evoke fear.
America and its Zionist military base.
Topple democracies, replace them with dictators,
No taxing the rich to feed the people in the middle east.
Socialism is evil.
We worship greed, AKA: Capitalism
The people want to tax the oil companies and get a check,
The way they do in Alaska
Sarah Palin, The American socialist, who is too ignorant to know it.
If this is not the history you know…
Either I am ignorant or you are….
Oh, my voice is like nails on chalkboard, it cant be true can it?
My propaganda of anti-Americanism
I love this country, my friends and enemies tell me to leave it,
But this is my country and I am here to change it.
I will go down with my ship
In a world of democracies, in a world where the great projects that have set humanity on fire are the projects of the emancipation of individuals from entrenched social division and hierarchy; in such a world individuals must never be puppets or prisoners of the societies or cultures into which they have been born.
Child slavery is a crime against humanity. Humanity itself is at stake here. A lot of work still remains, but I will see the end of child labor in my lifetime.
I think music in itself is healing. It's an explosive expression of humanity. It is something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we're from, everyone loves music.
There is no present.
We are living in the future.
Risk, risk, risk
We are all risk
Risking to go,
Risking to die,
Risking to learn.
Risking to fly.
We have made it.
We are ancient as we speak.
We are living in the future.
So some give their lives to history.
We are history.
So some give their lives to us.
Humanity has been challenged.
They have challenged humanity.
We have risen out of the ashes
That are not ashes.
We have picked ourselves up
Out of the oceans
Over and over again
We learn that we’re not safe
So we redesign.
We learn that we are wrong,
So we scrap and start a new.
We try again.
They call back to us,
"Please, try again!
Over my departed dreams,
Try, try again!"
We the undernourished,
We the underfunded,
We the constrained,
We the brave,
The daring,
The curious,
The planet,
The humans.
Life.
We are nothing if not inspired.
We will find a way
To our stars.
From whence the atoms in our souls
Were fashioned.
We are Challenger.
I am a Challenger.
A Challenger Challenges only?
To deny people their human rights is to challenge their very humanity.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
We decry some Arabic countries
where women are forced by law
to wear burkhas and cover
their faces and cannot speak out.
We speak for them, and ask,
“Where are the rights
of these poor women
who can make no decisions
and cannot participate?”
“Horrors!” we cry.
“In this country women
can make their own decisions
about what they want and
about their own bodies!”
That is, up until now, at least.
For certain lawmakers
would have us believe that our
government should have the right
to tell us we MUST have a child,
once conceived, no abortion,
no matter the financial or
health issues or even rape!
They want no birth control for
those “wanton” women
(Many of them married) who
want to have sex without
procreation in mind!
No more terminations of
pregnancies to save a
mother’s life or to protect
the victim of a brutal rape!
In other words, NO MORE CHOICE!
No doctor's interference.
Other people are given the
right to decide what
it is a woman has to do.
Less government, they say?
yet the government will now
sit in judgment in our bedrooms?
Shame! Shame on these throwbacks
to a hundred years ago!
Shame on these who would
move our country back into the
dark ages because of personal beliefs.
We hear we must overturn
theocracies and turn them into
secular democracies like ours,
where there is freedom of religion
as we have in this country.
But some who tout our democracy
Want to turn our country
Into their version of a government
by religious fiat, in which
their particular interpretation of
he Bible will determine
what we can or cannot do.
Gone will be options for women!
And gone, also, will be that
precious freedom of religion
our forefathers fought for,
along with the separation of
Church and State that is laid
out in our Constitution!
But it seems the Constitution
doesn't deter our leaders.
Stand your ground, women. Vote!
People of ALL religions or none,
stand your ground as well!
For, if we are too lazy to vote,
too lazy to stake our position in
defending our Constitution,
we will lose everything, whether
we are Jews, Buddhists, Muslims,
Catholics, atheists or, yes, even moderate
or evangelical Protestant Christians.
Continuation of Brodsky’s History of the Twentieth Century
1918. A flu pandemic in Spain takes hold,
From Kansas over the seas in America bold,
Women’s suffrage win the vote,
Their opinion is not remote,
Russia switches from the Julian calendar,
To the Gregorian, the west’s larder,
Russia agrees the world war to leave,
To forsake the German swastika sleeve,
UK navy air flying squad merges with RAF,
To make one dynamic force, to the Nazi’s deaf,
The Finnish civil war ends which did distract,
Germany away from their vile, aggressive act,
Nazareth and Forest of Argonne battles won,
Allied forces break the Hindenburg line rung,
The First World War ends with freedom standing,
Democracies will liberate and love undemanding,
Austria, Czech, Hungary become Republics grand,
A peace conference is held in Paris’s free land.
The man of the year is William C “Billy” Durant,
The founding owner and President of General Motors,
He engineers automobiles with speed, at some current,
Like sliced bread off a line to be given coasters.
(Billy Durant)
After Billy bought Chevrolet motors,
Of Delaware, to take the market’s rotors,
He made its head into a new entity,
In General Motors company identity,
But this man, called Pierre S DuPont,
Stole his presidency with great foe,
So this chief man Billy bought bowling alleys,
But died unknown to his lucrative days:
But Durant asserted in money terms our friend,
Technology, after which the war did quickly end.
Reference: History of the Twentieth Century by Joseph Brodsky
Days of glory
These days when women get tortured, torched and raped
In democracies deemed the most enlightened
Remember glorious days women once shaped,
Being empowered and liberated no end
In my matrilineal* clan; where they flourished
In joint homes, respected, loved and well nourished
Didn’t need to leave home , owned family estates
Kicked and took husbands to suit their tastes and states.
9th Jan 13.
Form : Rispetto: Rhy Sch:a-b-a-b-c-c-d-d/ 11 sylls per line
PS:* We not long ago had a matrilineal line of inheritance where women played key, powerful familial roles in large joint families headed by a maternal uncle-like figure where men were supposed to work and provide for them, protect and respect them. Women never left homes after marriage, and were free to reject and receive their husbands as they pleased.
By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair
For Debbie's " 8 lines any kind" contest