Best Power Games Poems

To the Game Theoreticians:
Games are a subset of strategic systems thinking,
which can be rooted in systemic resilience theory
and in systemic racist theory
and probably not in...

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Postmodern Blues

Our bare-footed ancestors
Diligently traversed the grassy pathways
On rustling vegetation air walked along
Sunshine and rain in turn tiptoed
To bestow canopy of reverence
They wished us to...

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I've now read evolutionary
and feminist historians
and economists
and political scientists
agreeing, in a side by side custody
of the over-specialized eyes
and ears
non-dialogical way

Not competing against each other,
except maybe...

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What are the odds that either Democratic or Republican leaders
will ever again remember how to host a Party?

Imagine these invitations we receive:
Dear Ms. Democrat,
Dear Mr....

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Explain the rules,
All you callous ghouls,
What are rules?
 Power games for you!
One way traffic, you see,
Why are you exploiting me?
Why can't you get someone better?
Write...

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Slipping from this flesh it's bones as blood
Nothing and nobody His child, within her world
Of glamour, glitter, super stars and fame; power games
Ancient gladiators their...

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Always playing mind games 
games I didn’t play 
I would speak my mind straight 
misinterpret what I say 

you must think I deserve too 
live...

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Self-Faith in this Brave New World.

All I know is how I breathe…. And while I breathe I am alive….
All I have learnt, all I have...

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I worry for the future
 disappointed in these power games 
  those in charge play yet never suture.
They seem to act maliciously
 for the...

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We played on all weather turf which was mud and a few sods of grass

Dribbled like Pele and Eusebio in old boot for that one...

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We all began somewhere
not our own
and not on our own.

All life began somewhere
within Earth's regenerative systems
not our own,
as did Earth
Her EcoSelf.

No one is autonomously entitled
to...

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When our empty world spins silently 
black rains will wash the sky 
and the sun will shine ferociously 
upon seas that have boiled dry.

Those hopes...

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Great majesterial reign!
Bled into the future on another
Heiroglyphic gain

Storylook nooks
Hoping to cook the books

Struck in awe by the fantastic flaw
As power games sizzle
Im left to...

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Born of parents who hoped in the cross
By faith a title 'Christian' am stamped 
But as years flew, the mind unsettled -
On a single faith...

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part of the human experience
     is that everything all the time is a choice

you choose what you want to express with...

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