Best Regime Poems
Diurnal, nature's early damsel,
donned in dew and vivid peach,
I am in need of dawning's candle;
humor me as I beseech.
Amidst thy gown I often ponder,
musing on the great "to be."
'Tis true, in thought I tend to wander
when amongst thy company.
Alas, Nocturnal's robe lies rigid
on the quarters of my sleep!
His garb represses thought--so frigid
are the kernels of my keep!
I can no longer bear the torment
that escorts a smothered mind,
for when one sleeps with theory dormant--
evening peace one cannot find.
Why doth such darkness bear a beacon
brilliant like a sterling gem?
Why doth such radiance not weaken
what I feel when cloaked by him?
Dost not thou give the moon its polish,
though the distance holds thy light?
If so, then with that sphere, abolish
all his sabotage tonight!
Too long have I, a pensive person,
been condemned to sleep as such.
I wish for not my rest to worsen:
won't thou reprimand his touch?
I beg of thee: repeal my prison,
purge me of its blank regime,
and grant my slumber nightly visions--
be they sweet or bitter dreams!
Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.
He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss of bosses,
As every week, balances grew bleak:
He weighed merits and losses.
With all this he'd no time to eat,
And round and round he flew.
And now he's split in a hissy-fit;
So helmsman, too-de-loo!
Day after day, day after day,
He drifted on the ocean;
Guano-vernment rained on his ship
Their suggestions for promotion.
Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Corporate boards crosslink;
Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Let's take you for a drink.
Accountants talking rot: O Christ!
Missions, visions - oh please!
Yea, slimy characters need legs
And slimy policies.
So has he done an hellish thing?
Not hired who? We dunno:
Was it absurd, to have a separate curd
From the whey Slovenia owes?
This wretch won't play, after 60 days;
Pissflaps, he'll have to go!
God help ya, gospod Bencina
From the fiends, that plague us thus! -
It's time to go — shot like cross-bow,
The AUKN boss.
Ah! walk-out day! what evil looks
Had I from Ernst and Young!
Who's at a loss? AUKN's boss
Wouldn't take a bung?
"You'll be" quoth one, "abolished - no
Stigma to double-cross."
He chose to go - why? We don't know:
Harmless AUKN boss.
Re-reading the original gave me a great idea for dinner until I realised all the storks have all flapped off to Africa for the winter. Pity, as I have some ancient marinade from Tuš. Like the subject of the poem, I didn't have the stamina for a Coleridge-length effort.
Story: http://www.sloveniatimes.com/total-mess-in-state-owned-capital-asset-management
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You must have an exercise regime
My doctor advised me
But he said it is essential
To build it up very gradually
So for the first week
I am watching sport on TV
You must have an exercise regime
My doctor advised me
But he said it is essential
To build it up very gradually
So for the second week
I’ve begun to do a little more
I’ve started driving past
A sporting goods store
You must have an exercise regime
My doctor advised me
But he said it is essential
To build it up very gradually
But by the third week
It started to get hard
As that’s when I started trying
To put on the leotard
South Africa is the first
Place in Africa where you can find more Excellent
Roads , rail ways , ports and Airports than some
European, Asian, American, Oceania countries
And more best world wine companies.
During apartheid many black people where living
In locations, treated as foreigners in their Country
No black person occupied the presidency or
Governor offices in Apartheid regime.
Happy day was when Mandela won the Election
And became the first black president ; many black
People felt free to visit different provinces and
Places where they were not allowed to walk in
Individuals or come closer without their white bosses.
Nelson Mandela remains the well respected Hero in
Europe and Africa because he forgave some white
South African criminals & promoted "Rainbow Nation"
So that majority of black people could easy their
chronic pains and becoming happy.
March 18/2023
Written for poetry contest sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
The students couldn't wait
until the fat lady sung,
so some heaved rocks
while others slung dung..
Bonded by the beat from
an umbilical drum,
protesting in the streets
as one, Hashina's authoritarian regime
was overcome.
The Landlord Regime
They’re sick of the homeless they say the city’s gone to pot
But let’s look at the statistics and let’s see want we have got
We’ve got landlords and slumlords charging an arm and a leg
And then they wonder why people all over are forced to beg
They want to see references with a down payment for heat
Where does one get that when they're coming off the street
You need to have a credit check if you want to live here
We'll throw in a police record check just to make it clear
We only want the tenants who are well off and employed
And the undesirable jobless folk we’ll just strive to avoid
So how is a person who's on a fixed income meant to deal
When expectations from landlords are clearly so unreal
Dimensionless boundaries seem to please
Till the existence of some soul finally cease
The modern world registers human reach
Technology still humble to break its peace
Heaven made of splendour beyond we think
The journey to space gave imagination a hint
Shine of stars brightest to make eyes blink
No one can capture the glory of it all in print
Saints call it Garden of Eden with Holy spring
Wish to be its part once the death bell rings
A place of rebirth where blessed souls sing
Joy ride of heaven charity is thought to bring
Scientists research on subjects they are keen
Delve into the universe to see heavenly scene
Galaxy and stellar remnants as heaven deem
Unearth some life at Moon is the basic theme
Ah! Is it all heaven as Humans believe and speak
Then why the elemental explanations still weak
The kingdom of God is at transcendental realm
Universe caress it as the possible Holiest Place.
Accessible by humans after virtuous living days
Lightened by “Serene Stars” , guided by Milky Way!
Nurtured by “Mild Moon”, good errands pay
Rekindling positive hopes the shining Sun’s rays…
O’ Heaven – an abode for man’s final destination
Showers love to all without discrimination
“Execute good” thus embraced by all religions
Looked after by God and all its manifestations
“Seamless Heaven” spreading far its feather
Inexplicably wondrous like the womb of Mother!
Scientific notations only space travels can gather
For divine sessions – Just be true to family and nation
Spiritual Sight will be gifted in afterlife
To feel the truth of nature….ever and later….
I can see the sky exploding, falling overhead
Filling us with horror and dread
Killing innocent people in the name of religion, race and creed
Or a political agenda for the benefit of a few in the ruling regime
They speak out loudly on TV and in crowds on the street
Advocating free will genocide and won’t accept defeat
The government assumed the role of the villain
Not just murdering soldiers and innocent men but even children
A chosen batch of criminals in public office
We let them go on making war and making money off us
To support their blood-thirstiness we gave up on our cause
Maybe all our protesting was in total vain
Maybe all along we were just a bunch of wimps.
I can see the dead, I can feel the people’s fear
The endless sorrow and their tears.
The destruction of mankind
Property and nature as a whole
That has got the world reeling in its loss
I can feel the people’s righteous anger held at a great cost
Smoggy clouds of smoke and dust where it used to be blue.
Now, how much is a soldier’s tears worth
Ten yards for a dead heart
A thousand dollars payday for a lost leg
While the movies make it seem noble
Keeping the gut, gore and horrors down to the minimum
But for the men and women, we lose over and over again
Till the horrors without, shade the horrors within
And for those who come back, never come back again the same
How much do you think it’s worth?
When will we realise the damage it causes?
When will we obliterate hate, strife and discord?
When will we live in harmony and peace in this world?
In the name of the brotherhood of mankind as one.
There once was a lady who loved ice cream,
see, she had no teeth so it was her dream;
so silky and smooth- lick, lick,
it was cold and creamy thick;
a delicious devised diet regime !
My husband’s worked for many years
For not a cent – he volunteers
At what we think is “his museum;”
Tuesdays were when you could see ‘im.
He enjoyed his job as “greeter;”
Meeting people made life sweeter
And he took tremendous pride
In helping those who stepped inside.
For history’s his favorite thing
And so this job was not a fling.
The only time he missed a day
Was when we sometimes went away.
Was he rewarded for his work?
A party? Plaque? Some other perk?
No, sadly, how they’d recompense
Explains my lack of present tense.
A new regime has taken reign.
The “greeter” job they didn’t deign
To stick with; now instead, there’ll be
“Explainers” in each gallery.
But these positions – don’t ask why –
Were open if you did apply
And passed an interview, despite
Your years of service. That’s not right!
You know, of course, how this did go.
My husband got his answer – “No!
No room for you – that means you’re out!”
Could age be what this is about?
We’ll never know and yet, methinks,
This situation really stinks!
I still can’t get my head to wrap
‘Round what, to me, was like a slap.
The ancient regime
I was in Shanghai once during the cultural revolution
everyone mostly young people wore the same grey clothes
half military cut, not a colour in sight except for the flag.
And the book they gave everyone called “Mao´s little red book.”
where words the new China was printed, those
who argued had to confess in public and sent to a camp,
or farm this to learn to be a worker.
Of course, in this socialist paradise, we were not allowed
to go ashore and the was a guard by the gangway to be sure
we didn´t run away.
It didn´t strike anyone; it was the last thing we would do.
It couldn´t last slowly colours crept in, and women dressed
even if grey dresses, with feminist style
Today China is a state capitalist country and is doing
very well, thanks to American outsourcing (wages) making
the Midwest into a wasteland.
when fire strips the field
ashes cool on barren lands—
the weeds arrive first
ruthless, quick to seize the space
filling voids with tangled thorns
when goodness is lost
a vacuum fills the heart—
empty hands delayed
cannot fill the space with grace
so cruelty takes its place
the fall of empires
begins with regime collapse
leaving empty void—
tardy freedoms swept away
replaced by quick iron fist
societies fray
when the shared values decay—
trust becomes brittle
complacency cracks resolve
doctrines fail on melting ice
beware silent void
for it demands to be filled—
if no light returns
the shadows gather swiftly
and darkness becomes the law
Swept across the oceans red,
That Wretch whom Nostradamus said,
A wound indeed of Intentions Known,
Sent far and wide to weep and mourn,
Such pain did Marx and Mao bring,
This Blood-Thirsty-Dragon, Chingsing did he birth,
Who ends knows no limits bound,
Kill shall one and all, whom doth found,
But observes now, a sissy’s wimp,
Hops on its legs, a wounded limp,
That trots around so filled with pride,
No life sees it, Death a bride,
Threatens all far and near,
Psycho Warfare to instill fear,
Of one and all around it be’s,
It wants control as far it sees,
Be warned O'Dragon thy fall is soon,
Your head is Crushed and thou flower no bloom,
Thinks in terms of technology soar,
But soon be thrown down deep a'woe,
Stay warned said of this Poet’s Voice,
Like John Baptist do I cry, to the people of Orient’cy,
Free thyself from this lie, from this Dragon’s accursed Claws,
If not, upon you rain endless wars,
Which ends in defeat of this Beast,
That all along denied eternal's feast,
Of vision soon, the Godhead be,
Oh! You people soon deny’th thee,
But if thou repent with all thy heart,
This dragon shall die soon depart,
Brought to justice, that blood did spill,
Cast into the pit of woe ill-will,
But if thou not listen to me,
Beware your hour has cometh thee,
For all the Pestilence that thou spread,
Each one accountable, thou shall bled,
And Bleed and Bleed no end to see,
Wales and Cries ignored by thee,
For thou are lost, forever lost,
In the unforgivable fires of hell, thou shall toss’t.
China be warned, a war soon come,
For fight you will, for fight you none,
God’s on our side, thus thou will hide,
Cowards! Cowards from the battle field shall all you run,
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Their New Regime
When I read what the high and mighty say
they come across as having no understanding
how the lesser people see the world
An overprivileged person called JFK. j
told us that the Palestinian people were
overrepresented on the world's stage, and that
Israel had offered to give the people
of Gaza greenhouse so they would become
self-sustainable growing their own tomatoes
To his amazement, Hamas turned down this
offer, but insisted on becoming a state that
that included the West Bank and East Jerusalem
This person called JFK, senior didn't grasp this
this simple wish, but continued defending Israel
who only wanted the best for the Gaza people
except for freedom
This man JFK, je who has been tasked to control
the health service of the USA is an eccentric
amateur, he is an idiot savant; we must not give
him to power to potentially kill millions of people
nature-made disasters
Confess
as catastrophe
caused by Human.