Best Entrepreneurship Poems
Let there be no hidden or disguised facades
Let there be achievable dreams; not hopeless mirages
Let there be no sorry but sunny days of happy faces
Let there be no hatred and separation between the races
Let there be an abundance of bright lights and starry starry nights
Let there be a fully promoted and always protected Bill of Rights
Let there not be assaults of, but encouragement of Free Enterprise
Let there be more Term Limits of politicians and less special privileges
Let there be the exaltation of the individual
Let there be the expansion of Entrepreneurship
Let there be no loss but multiplied gains of greatness
May politicians always be servants of, and not superior to the people
May I not be afraid of 'my government', but may it be 'afraid of me'
May the constitution be upheld, and all religions free to teach and tell
May justice be freely served and never a mortal abused or unnerved
May the Bible not be seen as a threat, but a friendly guide to paradise
May every American be filled with hope, and duly take note;
America's future and hope lie far above and beyond the vote
111120PSCtest, 2021 United States Of America Visionary Poetry, L Milton Hankins, Sponsor. NA
Creative and driven
Bound to succeed
Seeing opportunity
Where others concede
Seeking out problems
To see in a new light
Creating solutions
Well into the night
Failures seen as lessons
Getting closer to goals
Reaching new heights
With them at the controls
Knowing their limits
Yet exceeding them at times
With each new venture
Their status now climbs
Giving back as they go
Regardless of ego
The capitalist spirit
In the form of a pro
When one idea is finished
Another is started
Taking so much risk
Is not for the faint hearted
Seems as a country full of saints and carriers of purity
as all crimes are interestingly attributed to outsiders
tagging them the influential teachers of immorality
yet such crime lovers show the capability of posing a threat
through the embarrassment caused on locals due to their industrious nature
Understanding the half-hearted privileges such a partial acceptance offers,
settlers become more creative, hardworking and productive
with limbs running on entrepreneurship, trade and commerce
while citizens comfort themselves
in the exaggerated pride of their home soil
which results in a war without cause or reason
The government ought to be a job creator
but how ironic, internationals are paying dearly for it.
It is claimed that foreigners are the thrombus in the channel of employment.
Yet these hated people
are self employed with shops, businesses and service centers
which are destroyed as a form of remittance of some sin
Every nation has her share of international mixture
yet a lot do not debase them as foreigners or aliens
the one down south of the dark island of all countries should be the least,
considering the continent’s role in its history,
irrespective of what her excuse may be
Look inwards if strangers are preferred in the national work force,
to find some answers- you angry mob
Examine your home, if passers-by enjoy more of the milk it produces.
Why target and shoot at the tree
when the bird is left alone to dine and sing?
Policemen catch fun while a soul converts to black coal,
humans lynched like a left over meal from vultures,
businesses ransacked and turned into forceful philanthropy,
these are evidences of character built on a very low budget.
If those responsible do nothing about social development,
With or without these ‘aliens’, the economic problems will still prevail
I imagine attending a colorful graduation ceremony at the college or university.
After attending my mind is stuck with a lot of queries:
Would graduates cultivate in themselves attributes of entrepreneurs,to think outside the box?
Were graduates tipped to be innovative, self-motivated, willing to take greater risks in
their fields?
Would graduates go into industry to add value in the economy sector,after being equipped with suitable skills?
Could the skills they have acquired be able to sustain them and support their families
with or without formal employment?
Would graduates narrow the skills gap that has existed in the industry?
Did lecturers expose graduates to both technical and entrepreneurship skills during
their training?
Would graduates be entrepreneurs who will constantly create and grow business ventures,thereby creating employment and incomes in the economy?
Could graduates embrace the intelligence of the labor force,and start running viable growth-oriented ventures as a career alternative?
Could they survey key industries,organizations,family and friends already in business ventures?
Would they start up their own business ventures,provided they have access to support and other requisites?
Could graduates blend various fields with entrepreneurship sustainability to overcome unemployment levels?
Could graduates separate what's important from what's irrelevant to make
achievement in life?
Could they be confident, pro-active,decisive and energetic in their endeavors?
Would they be hardworking,firmly decided,continue in spite of opposition or difficulty,
and have the ability to see clearly?
chipepo lwele
*Dedicated to granduads
2018 - Year of Entrepreneurship in Direct Selling
To recognize the truth as truth,
live the opposites,
To feel everything in every way,
and be nothing, in the end,
but the understanding of everything.
2018 - What to do more in Direct Selling
[...] more female business leaders
more women
to start their own businesses;
more women in laboratories
making new discoveries
that overturn the myth
that science and mathematics are man's things. "
When a person
- especially a woman -
stands on the undertaking
is free, as in every pinnacle,
is alone
as in all the pinnacles,
is united to heaven,
to which it is never united,
as in all the pinnacles.
2018 – Ano do empreendedorismo na Venda Direta
Reconhecer a verdade como verdade,
viver os contrários,
sentir tudo de todas as maneiras,
e não ser nada, no fim,
senão o entendimento de tudo.
2018 – Que se empreenda mais em Venda Direta
[...] mais líderes mulheres nas empresas
mais mulheres
que criem suas próprias empresas;
mais mulheres nos laboratórios
fazendo novas descobertas
que derrubem o mito
de que a ciência e a matemática são coisas de homem”.
Quando uma pessoa
– especialmente uma mulher –
se ergue sobre o empreender
está livre, como em todos os píncaros,
está só,
como em todos os píncaros,
está unida ao céu,
a que nunca está unida,
como em todos os píncaros.
Which system is better?
I do believe in none.
If man can't think better,
We would all pay the price.
Is Capitalism wrong?
Then which one is your right?
Oh communism is cool,
Free trade is a taboo,
Things belong to a few,
And tyrants can rule,
And anyone who's against,
Finds himself at stake;
Oh socialism is good,
What an utopian boo?
Prepare for low economic growth,
Where entrepreneurship is low,
And business motivation is given
Not just a big blow.
May be fascism is the best,
Where dictators aren't naive,
Devils and demons can
easily win their bets,
And everyone without has
nothing but the less.
Leftists or 'rightists',
I don't really care,
Marxist or Nacists,
Don't mean so much to me,
If humans do not change,
System changes are void.
We have graduated from many prestigious tertiary institutions,
With flying colors,
Competent and resourceful,
But we are roaming around the streets, homeless, penniless and jobless.
We have been trained,
Under the scorching sun and in the rain,
In skill acquisition
And entrepreneurship development (SAED),
But we are neglected, so we resort to crimes,
And daily marched toward the docks.
We have studied the Constitution and Civic Education,
Equipped ourselves daily
With the articles of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights,
Found out that we are the leaders of tomorrow,
A lie as old as time itself.
Since we have tasted poverty and dormancy,
And can't even say when they will stop politicking with our future,
It's high time we make up our minds,
To changelessly be or not to be,
Perpetual hungry applicants or educated and hopeless scholars.
Just One More Day
To: My brother Calvin 1948-2003
If I had one more day with you in my life,
I would thank you for imparting so much insight.
I would secure our brother Louis to drive us around town without delay
We would watch a movie and walk through a Public Park where kids play
We would ride downtown, have your favorite lunch, watch people and stare
We would enjoy a tour of Busch Stadium, an interest we all could share
We would laugh out loud about the Cardinals being our father’s beloved team
We would agree to forgive daddy for all the times he appeared to be so mean
In some ways, though not all, one last day together would be sad;
But we would recall another world, when we were just happy, carefree lads
It would pain us to speak of working hard in cotton fields, when we were boys.
Then we would speak about the fun times we had, playing with our toys
Perhaps you would share with me one last financial tip,
Because you were outstanding in the field of entrepreneurship
Perhaps we would speak of things on which we debate and disagree, or of your thoughts of St. Louis, or Chicago, or even Daytona Beach
We'd quickly agree to disagree on some things, because there would be so many; and then we’d quietly talk about your tour of duty with the US Army in Germany.
I would have held ever so tightly to your frail body, saying, “I love you”.
Then we would sit for a spell on the banks of the Mississippi, taking in one last view.
12102015( Contest, Just One More Day)
Awakening the country from stupor,
we stop all military manoeuvres,
erasing racial hatred from our home,
that all human beings, fearlessly roam,
greening the earth, leading by example,
love of humanity, be our mantle,
focus on education and healthcare,
home for each soul, free from poverty snare,
whilst encouraging entrepreneurship,
finer soul uplifting arts, our flagship,
space and solar energy, our focus,
love our religion, along Gods locus
judicial reforms for trials made speedy,
food for the needy, jail for the greedy,
guns, drugs and prostitution all must go,
with our ethics built on love throb mellow,
mooting single world governance in peace,
weaponised such, that no foe we appease,
disaster management a focus zone
friendly with neighbours, faults quick to atone,
thus an iron fist in a velvet glove,
strong as lion, yet gentle like a dove.
09-February-2021
Written for ‘If I was president’ poetry contest
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
(22 lines, Syllabic rhyme)
Remember September 11th
Signed legislation, equal access, public schools and mobilized troops.
Supreme Court Justice Warren, controversial some would say, provided a goal of unity,
the removal of stigmas, fair competition, birth of global recognition and a future for the
spirited ambitious, the motivated and the entrepreneurship.
911
Terrorism, tragedy, illnesses, women and men of good deeds, financial wills, heirs , war
and mobilized troops indeed.
A blow to it all, the young, the old, the rich, the poor, the working, the unemployed… the
skilled, the unskilled, our service members and our vets as well as some committee bills,
but mostly the future of America’s youth…. onto a system of restructuring wages and for
some of us enduring exploitation to make up for the loop.
Ranking 27th, Lower five, a time for the nation to realize, status quote can be no more for
the circle is full and it has closed.
The future is your vote like a Clef Sign on the staff and the rest will flow like a great
symphony from the past , yet to be numbered because it’s not the last and the people’s
opera will take the stage…we will restore the two decade old history page.
To participate, to live, to fight for the already established route, come one, join all, rally
and acknowledge your rights.
Copyright@2010by Carrie M. Love-atkins
ALL TYPES OF GIFTS GIVEN
COOKING, ORGANIZING
GIFT MAKING, EVENT PLANNING
SINGING, WRITING GOSPEL SONGS
FASHION SHOPPER, A DESIGNER
ARTWORK, A PASSION IN REAL ESTATE
TALENTED ENDLESS, EVERLASTING
A TRAVELER.
WHERE TO BEGIN
FROM THE FINISH TO THE END?
ENTREPRENEURSHIP, LEADERSHIP, MISSIONARY WORKER TOO
GIVING BACK TO THE COMMUNITY
DESTINATION HAS FOUND YOU.
TALENTS AND GIFTS
ALL WRAPPED AND LIFTED
CREATIVITY IN MANY
A FOUNDER
A MOTHER
A GRAND-MOTHER TOO
A GIVER
INSPIRING
A GREAT STRONG SURVIVOR
A BLACK WOMAN OF DESTINY
POWERFUL, STRONG MINDED
CHEERFUL, AND KIND
NON-SELFISH
UNDERSTANDING
A STRONG WILL MIND.
NOT HIDDEN
FULL FIGURED
REVEALED
UNSEALED.
Tombstone
Three brothers and their wives, happily starting over together
One was a former lawman, searching for, not fame, but fortune
Justice was only swift if one drew his gun first, but was too slow
The Wild West after the war; guns, liquor, anger, violence, and hope
In an atmosphere of chaos, imported entertainment bandaged the pain
This story had it all; romance, adventure, entrepreneurship, and gangsters
There was little room for cowardice in these parts; but loyalty was priceless
All were possessors of guns; the good men, the lawmen, and the lawless men
There was a vicious coward who along with the ‘Cowboy Gang’ was driven out
The pain of addiction, even back then, wiped out love and broke up marriages
The coward cowboy said it best when he uttered, “Law don’t work round here”.
Destroying the gang was best summarized, “It’s not revenge;it’s a reckoning”.
Ex Lawman and a dying gambler renewed their relationship of prior years, places, times
I cannot think of a movie that has given me more satisfaction than this cowboy legend
Watching “Tombstone” always deeply moves me; I think I’m drawn by the “friendship factor
01212016 (PS contest, “Favorite Movie”, sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron)
Let’s express loving touch power
delighting every family member
marked by trust we can offer
securing home with peace-cover
against infidelity wrecker.
Let’s show respect-touch in our truth-declaration
as we strive to build lives with dedication
teaching along virtuous instruction
nurturing next generation
while learning from failures’ frustration.
Let’s be generous with touch of encouragement
midst our care-giving engagement
sharing the Saviour’s divine involvement
declaring Gospel along steadfast commitment
geared by His compassion-fulfillment.
Let’s cheer with approval touch during work partnership
along busyness of business’ entrepreneurship
knowing that co-labourers aid for fruitful followership
enabling the performance of faithful servant-leadership
in our united blissful stewardship.
Let’s guard our fellowship-touch against bond-breaking
since we are brethren of same sovereign King
God’s citizens with supreme celestial marking
worshipping together toward heavenly trekking
reproved from hypocrisy’s lurking.
Let’s reach-out with our friendship-touch venture
vanquishing selfishness of human nature
as well as arrogance upholding discrimination-posture
considering uniqueness exemplified by each culture
so that genuine unity will reign upon earnest charity-gesture.
*1John 4:11 Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.
July 15, 2021
1st place, "Touch My Heart" Rhyme Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 7/20/2021.
I wish I was a Tory,
It would be another story,
So much simpler not to care
Or have to be aware
Of how other folks must strive
To make a crust to stay alive.
I could keep my privileged indifference
Surrounded by a picket fence
I wouldn't have to own the knowledge
(Whilst enjoying Heston's snail porridge)
That paupers are dying on NHS trolleys
I could just enjoy my hard earnt lolly,
Keeping my guilt edged share portfolio
Guilt free and safe offshore
(Like Rees Mogg, Gove and BoJo) so
That my net worth will appreciate
And HMRC won't be able to deviate
The profits accrued from fracking
To subsidise those who are plainly lacking
Any acumen or entrepreneurship
As a Tory I could safely worship
At the altar blessed by Thatcher, Zuckerberg and
Branson,
As I stack up my king's ransom,
A monument to personal wealth,
Built without any heed to the health
Of the welfare scroungers or the planet
A social conscience? They should ban it!
Let's get on and get the bull done,
Disposable wealth is supposed to be fun,
What's the point in being a Tory
If you're hamstrung by one nation rhetoric?
Yoghurt knitting tree huggers make me really
sick,
'It's for the money, not for you'
Is the motto of my Tory crew,
so go hug a hoody if you will,
My snout is staying firmly in the swill!
I laugh and I cry and I weep for the dead ...
I live life to its fullest and despair at the unfed ...
In a world such as ours where freedom should be a right ...
It seems that some arent as lucky and must keep up the fight ...
To be born in a place that affords me such due ...
How lucky are we compared to that few .....
We have freedom of speech and religion to worship ...
To buy and to sell and try entrepreneurship ....
Lets all count our blessings and be thankful for plenty ...
We are born to be free for hours four and twenty .....