Best Magna Poems
Magna Carta is the greatest discovery in human history. More great than all holy scriptures given together. As a one who lived in region long ago severely and hopelesly suffered from lack of democracy but historically overflown with exess of various religion doctrins and other ideologies and autoritarian conseptions I know what about told.
Just for the very fact
that Magna Carta
had been created once
800 years ago
for the ruling dark power and matter
in wild Middle age of Europe
and successfully run
through consistency and legacy
we might love and glorify this country
on the British isles,
where people, lords, earls and kings
did the greatest discovery
in human history
and even cast keen glimpse
through the marvelous Magna Carta
for the hidden secrets of very life, universe and Dark Matter.
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We live in a pluralistic world and society,
Where there's many diverse groups:
Different communities and religions -
About that you can't go through any hoops.
The web should enable all to function,
Free, empower and give identity;
Speech and spoken language are not certified,
So why restrain those who kindle controversy?
A healthy web promotes the blogosphere,
Says that social networking is a right,
That your email address is your privilege,
And that google has ethical height.
But some countries ban them all,
For fear of opinions, taunts and passions;
Governments prohibit gabbers and critics,
And large companies drive at their own visions.
However, freedom of speech and expression,
Stay golden even when trivialised or put down,
And are enabled by privacy, by no observation,
Whether there’s pleasure, distress or frown.
Every belief should be upheld:
Religious, atheist, humanist or crank;
And this premise should be written,
Such that arguments will not mark.
The first Magna Carta liberated,
The individual in society,
So a second Magna Carta is needed,
To free the user digitally.
The web should be cheap for all to use,
And user data should be private strictly;
An open infrastructure should be decentralised,
By having foreign servers for every country.
Whistleblowers keep abuse levels low,
And ethical hackers hold governments to account;
GCHQ should not be above the law,
To tap the publics digital footprints, shouts.
We need to discuss a new Magna Carta,
For the internet, with certain net neutrality,
To keep high quality content affordable,
And state internet law for all in unanimity.
I’m So Much Better for the Magna Carta
I feel so much better for the Magna Carta,
Can trace atheism and humanism’s roots,
Can define that moment of clarity,
When individualism and free-thinking were to rule and roost;
I know the time philosophy changed,
From people as state/monarchy property,
To making their liberty into the king’s concern,
When the law became a place of security.
I can comprehend the specifics of the document,
To state common folks rights and chattels,
Can accept it needed barons, church and king,
To agree to certain terms and conditions;
Can reason why god was upheld as lawful,
Being the people’s recreation and heart at the time,
Can feel the rush of glad tidings that swept throughout the land,
When all citizens received an existential, fair and equal stand.
Although politicians and companies stand on their own,
It's the law that pumps their blood, fuels their fire,
Makes us feel safe in our much loved homes,
Cases the achievement of the success story and graduate in gold;
It lavishes love on the inconsolable victim, cold with hurt,
Pours restraint on the unstable, intending criminal mind,
It encourages all to engage in life with reason and rationality.
And loves with quietness radicals, jostlers and free-thinkers bold.
The Magna Carta changed the rule of law,
That is, what the law was and who it was for,
From being a simple, dashing validation of the king,
To being about truth, reason and justice free-standing.
The Charter came into existence in 1215 with a rebellion,
Against King John and how he forced his will:
He could seize anyone’s cart, steal anyone’s livelihood,
Take their corn to dismiss whatever self-worth they’d tilled.
The barons and churches were given power:
Rights from illegal imprisonment and theft of money;
The church was allowed to worship and theologise,
Until John was not a legitimate monopolising authority.
However, church rights were only important,
Because in those days God was the small talk;
The conversation point and heartfelt social cause,
Such that religion became the concern of the first clause.
The Charter let ordinary people become,
Individual citizens, equal human beings to the king;
Saved them from their position as submissive servants,
Made them represented, and eventually self-ruling.
It allowed for the charging of taxes,
To raise an army of representative citizens,
Fit for the job of fighting and controlling,
Rather than simply enlisting those who were just willing.
Individualism as a pejorative term,
First appeared in the 1830s from the Owenites;
John Stuart Mill fostered and influenced it greatly,
Such that it's now a non-negotiable fundamentality.
Political governance needs individualism,
Albeit not as much as the tories would say;
Existentialism succeeded it and is implied by it,
Because meaning is your call and not the monarchy’s play.
There were many more Charters after that,
And they all specified the ordinary persons right,
To a fair trial and to state justice yourself,
With your imprisonment being your prison officer’s fight.
Rights and liberties pre-exist their enforcement,
And the original Magna Carta admitted that stout;
Gave people their intrinsic worth as human beings,
Created a people-centred land of devolved clout.
For the first time in human history we are breaking free from religion,
have political systems that see us have a say,
and leaders we can challenge and remove from power,
that can and will be punished legally by law,
through our system of Rule by Law that no one is above or an exception to.
804 years ago in England,
25 men stood up to the King and demanded a say in how the country was run....... they had a dream..
The King or no one person should have ultimate power
and all men should be free.
When Britain leaves the EU,
we will be the first generation to realise and live that dream.
Leaders and politicians we vote for, serving us,
answering to us, and can be removed by us,
under a law to serve and protect us,
that we control and that no one person is above,
no forced, or munipulating religion,
no slavery in a time of peace.
all are free and free are all.
Millions of men and women died fighting centuries of war to get here,
where we have freedom,
the internet connection not working is the worst thing in our world.
We are living the dream, so be thankful,
Be thankful to live in the destination,
and only be the final part of the journey.
WE ARE LIVING THE DREAM.
Some where amidst the world
Being a place indescribable
Stood a creature more like a man. Naked.
It held a large book. It speaks all languages.
In addition all animals sound.
It face what it is not seeing
It spoke. In translation
Make peace my lord I am Kachara Seth
I am for the unsolicited beings of the world
We no, I seek the following relief
I want you, my lord to sign this Magna Charta (thunder strikes)
My lords leave us alone!
Inequity my lord is what you are doing
Some people rich some poor I call it unfairity
You allow some people to be born in Middle East
While some people in Europe
Why my lord? Everybody should be equal.
You have created the devil to inflict evil on there men
On the people you created in you own image you say
This world you have framed is not reality because
You create the priest you created the terrorist.
You allow people to go to hell, while some people to heaven
You know destiny of all man alone why?
That is why I say we want our freedom away from you
You don’t allow people to know when the will die
Die some early in life while some late in life
My selfish you are. Let us worship
Who ever we want. You are jealous you say
It shows you do evil. All these is the reason
Why I have come.
We want to be free from your shackles
Now! Sign the Magna Charta I beseech you!
The power more than xmen’s Jean
Came down on the creature.
It was struck to death by hot tycoon
Was flush by thunder
Was swallowed by the rain
Sun’s heat froze him
Coldness greater than the North Pole’s burn him to ashes
Tectonic tango tantalizes towering
Mountainous mosques many miles making
Valley veins, voluptuous vegetation vacations
Seasonally sending succulent seeds stretching skyward soaking sun
Nurturing nature’s natural nomads
Why waste what’s willed willingly? Watch waters wisdom
Learning loyal love lavishly leaps luminosity
Gracious gratitude grand guide Gaia
Absolutely awaken admiring angelic
Planetary perfection presented proudly protecting people…
Beneath this stone lies Uncle Fred
Whose snoring woke up all the dead
Some ghosts arose
To pinch his nose
According to what Auntie said
Magna Carta
Charter that determined
the King does Not
have absolute power
for he may not reign at his own
self-centered whim, nae!
much of his authority must be
siphoned off
Relinquished to
Earls, Lords, Barons, Bishops
Knights no longer must blindly obey
The king and his subjects convened on the
dewy emerald green meadows
Of Runnymede
King John was compelled to sign the Magna Carta
With one voice they deemed of him a tyrant
At his nadir, weakest point
No longer an absolute Monarch
Enraged were the
English Kings
so, that after John
no member
of the royal family
has been
Christened John eversince
This shall not be forgotten
During
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The Sheriff of Nottingham’s Nemesis is
R O B I N H O O D :)
You once gave to me something,
you now want to take back
But its cord is umbilical,
my soul thus attached
The title to the future
in invisible ink
Bleeding free your reluctance
—inextricably linked
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Mightier than fibs and sharp swords,
Manacled truth will with time prevail
Against high peak and gigantic vale,
And glossed lips' deodorized words.
Sharper than lucre's nectared studs
Stabs tested truth's right-driven nail;
Till all wrong-worn tongues wax frail,
And fain betray old veneered guards.
Unfettered truth predates olden floods.
Earlier than Noah's Ark and hasty hail
Unbowed stood her long-tenured trail,
Defanging vibes of fact-twisting nerds.
Unbent still won truth's candid cards,
Outlasting every knavish fibbing tale;
And justice bespectacled favored jail,
Where oft cool heels of reptiled duds.
Why not tell it to blank wingless birds:
If stoutest truth's tempest-tossed sail
Long neutered was by wealthier gale,
Over gold's Monsoon-storming girds?
~~~Magna est veritas et praevalebit~~~.
“magna cum laude”
i am a graduate
of Vegetative
State