Best Ruled Poems
IF POETS RULED THE WORLD
If poets ruled the world
laws would be written with panache and...
oh yes, compassion;
civil liberty in fashion.
Carpetbaggers fold up your tents and cash in.
Poets. like mothers,
would never send their brothers to war.
Poets don’t have voices that sound like guns,
words can bite, incite,
but history is made by men who fight
not for wrong or right but might.
If poets ruled the world
every city block would have a park
for birds and dogs alike,
with a path for bikes and soft ice cream.
Trees would be everywhere, cars even fewer.
The whole damn system flushed down the sewer
if only poets were the rulers.
If the world by poets was ruled
hunger would feed on the deeds of honest men,
perhaps not Zen but a blend
of now and then, form and function.
Tear down the walls of corruption in government,
make way for equanimity, grace of femininity.
So let it be known and forever shown
that poets should rule the world.
Dec 21/18
NOTE: This style is one I developed and is called a SCIRPO which is Italian for weave or twist.
It is characterized by a rhyme scheme that wraps around itself in no particular order.
Also, each stanza adds another line moving from 5 to 6 to 7 to 8 lines and so on
If I ruled the world I'd paint it mostly blue,
Spiders would build the finest webs - I'd decree the morning dew,
Auroras would shimmer above the poles, their colors ringing true,
Those would follow my first thought, "Good grief! What will I do?"
Puppies would be off to run and romp, kittens added to the chases,
Mountains, deserts and oceans - set down in law as special places,
The red kite's ride, the jaguar's stride, moon and trees within their races,
The sable's fur, the cheetah's purr, we'd acknowledge such given graces,
And I'd praise the honored beauty in elderly people's faces.
Wind would dance across the sand, long waves would come ashore,
Unfair rebukes and tactical nukes - do we need this stuff anymore?
Graceful herds would move around the Serengeti plain,
I'd reach across the ocean, try to lessen my good friend's pain.
I'd find the key to hardened hearts,
To quell our many tribal wars,
Diplomatic smarts and peaceful arts,
Those things I'd underscore.
No more homeless, evermore - from that they would be free,
(I'd live with the skepticism that we could ever all agree.)
I'd want to know all the poets, every poet that can be,
To never miss the poetry, it's in every soul, you see.
24 February 2017
I will not be
ruled by my
emotions,
Thus I shan’t
love,
I can’t hate,
I won’t live,
I shall
obliterate,
Like spoken
word with no
debate,
You and I are
no duplicate,
My body shall
be a suitcase,
Organs packed
like folded
clothes,
Just like an
open shoe you
see the toes,
Thus no friends
and many are
foes,
No happiness
only woes,
Because that’s
the way the
robot goes,
Neither smile
nor tear must
flow,
Not a fright
when appears a
crow,
At full power
alone do my
eyes glow,
To get no love
and give none
back,
To obey, serve,
To torture my
humanity,
And smother my
substance,
For everyone
else? For
nothing?
If I ruled the world,
I'd round up all the men.
Send them to Afghanistan,
...And nuke the place again,
and again.
I'd collect and burn,
All the world's monies
And make sex slaves,
Of all the honeys
I would kill all the ugly ones
Well save one or two
So when I'm drunk I'll say
'**** you look good to scr3w'
I suppose you wanted everyone,
To live in peace on the earth?
But believe me, if I ruled
That would be all a myth
But I'm sure after fifty years
Of all that sex slaving
Everyone will be related
And there would be no misbehaving
Because I will make sure
Brother does not kill brother
And to women, the children
Will call all of them mother
To me, you guessed it
They will call me father
So I don't need riches or power
Or greed, just lust
I don't need gold or diamonds
Only women with a 42DD bust.......
**Requested by my Cousin Michelle**
When I was born, who would have thought
I’d grow up to be ruled by a clock.
Clocks mock dreams while hours gawk -
clicking off our minutes, letting seconds go - -
Did I turn the coffee and iron off,
remember drops for my cough ...
oh, I don’t know, darn traffic is slow.
Kindly push your pedal and go – go,
come on now! We need to roll.
If I am late, I’ll get penalized so.
Got to chew fast and ignore my dog's wag.
If I dawdle, someone will get mad.
So much to deal with, rules, rules and more,
so much crap I cannot ignore.
Are there more points for being on time
than for completing work that is prime?
I want to shout for upper brass
to remove their clock from my ass.
There’s a complete person who I am,
yet my wants get the work week cram.
Job clocks are feeling-lame, greedy-aimed
and make my life a punctual strain ...
I remember when I held the world in these hands
Nothing out of reach as I self proclaimed my power
That time long forgotten the hourglass lost it’s sand
Yes I lived in a world of deadlines and demands
A master of time, always early at least half an hour
I remember when I held the world in these hands
Always alert sensing my victory before my stand
Any obstacle or objection I would quickly devour
That time long forgotten the hourglass lost it’s sand
Is there anything left of that person, maybe a strand
It’s not from any fear, but indifference that I cower
I remember when I held the world in these hands
For this tragic change I could have never planned
Everything that tasted so sweet is now bitter and sour
That time long forgotten the hourglass lost it’s sand
Almost six years later, I still cannot understand
In the late hours of night, I’m left to now scour
I remember when I held the world in these hands
That time long forgotten the hourglass lost it’s sand
Penned by Wayland Bunch II 12/14/2013 for With These Hands contest
I used image #6 for this poem
If I ruled the world of words
I would empower that refined bond
Wave gracefully my magic wand
And into ploughshares beat swords.
*****
I would invoke all the Muses of poetry
With the truest of voices, in a fervent chant
To cast a spell on souls and every quill enchant
And serve Art attain beauty and glory.
*****
If I ruled the world of words
I would feed its soil and clear it of weeds
Unearth all its fields and sow the finest of seeds
And reap an ink stirred by divine hummingbirds.
If elephants ruled the world, it's a fact
They wouldn't make us a circus act
Their hearts big and caring
Know not greed, only sharing
Golden Rule notions we've lauded but lacked
12/20/22
Rule the land
Towering tall
Dinosaur kings.
If I ruled the world,
There'd be no place for heretics of peace
No crown for kings or queens of deceit
All selfish shadows I'd bade to cease
Pain from sorrow would never meet
If I ruled the world,
Every breath would taste the first day of spring
Every heart would speak love's sweet murmurings
Tears sting would never blur one's view
Every hope would find its way to come true.
Rule The World Contest
Sponsored By Silent One
03/05/2017
IF I RULED THE RED CROSS
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
many changes I would make
It would be required
that our Movement is understood
By everyone without excuses.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
Every activity is scrutinised
Before they'll be organised
By the principles that are recognised
Be indictable not to be prized
To preserve my Independence from being Paralysed.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
Nobody will misuse the emblems
No one will violate the principles
Everyone will follow the due protocols
Anything that's wrong
Shall always be wrong
No matter who does it.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
The emblem shall be Red Cross
Never would our documents
Be printed in Black Cross
Anybody found wanting
Will have their faces crushing
In the ocean of red crossing.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
I would require
every volunteer to love each other
as a sister or a brother
and care for those suffering
from the pains of illness
By giving my Voluntary Service
Without expecting kind gesture in reverse.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
I would want it to be
a happier and more loving place
of lasting peace
There would be no wars,
no hurt in anyone’s life
Life would be long
and held with respect.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
The rules of war
Shall always be a law
The Geneva Conventions
Would be respected
By every soldier as expected.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
I would be open to criticism
Refrain from nepotism
Desist from individualism
Discourage sectionalism
And embrace unionism.
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
this is what I would require,
but sadly I do not
and my dreams are just dreams
of a place we call tranquillity
Where we preach Impartiality
Sing the song of Neutrality.
However,
If I Ruled the Red Cross,
I would try to make tranquillity
To spread the power of Humanity
To cherish the strength of Unity
Everywhere for everyone is Universality
Into our own reality.
©Marabi Amfaal Hydara
The Humanitarian Poet
I was a nerd when I was a kid
No doubt about it I was shy and skinny
I never seemed to really fit in
When it came to friends I didn't have many
I was as shy as anyone could be
The awkward kid who sucked her thumb
Full of so much insecurity
I hated school, thought I was dumb
The thumb sucking gave me an ugly overbite
As if it wasn't bad enough
So I got braces to get my teeth right
Then I really looked rough
As I got older I made more friends
That didn't do much for my hatred of school
I would miss again and again
I hated having to follow rules
I hated each and every class
My mind would be a million miles away
My mama was afraid that I wouldn't pass
She talked to me but I had nothing to say
As the years went on it only got worse
My hatred for it was at an all time high
I felt like school was an evil curse
To get out of going I would tell any lie
I couldn't come up with a good reason to go
I felt stupid in class and I made bad grades
I didn't fit in there, I wanted to be alone
I was a nerd who didn't even make A's
There were a lot of things holding me back
I was so very awkward and shy
There were so many qualities I thought I lacked
I just wanted to throw my hands up and cry
I would get so irritated
I wanted to be away from there
Believe it or not I graduated
but I actually still have school nightmares
As I got older I felt better about me
The shyness faded and my looks improved
There wasn't nearly the pressure you see
I was noticed more and often pursued
I got married and found my place
Everything started working out
It moved at a pretty slow pace
but never the less it was better...no doubt
I now have everything I could ask for
A great life, great job and a pretty great guy
Opportunity is knocking down my door
I feel like I could sometimes even fly
So I'm extremely happy that I didn't fail
Glad that I wasn't all that cool
The moral of this little tale
Some people peak in high school
What comes later is often sad to see
We see it time and again
They're not where you thought they would be
They aren't even where they were then
If I ruled the world, I would wave a magic wand.
And make a wish for views that clash to soon be gone.
For unity I would wish as in days bygone.
Then, hunters and gatherers as one brought man’s spawn.
When greed and power took control a new age dawned.
Men of wealth walked the streets; ignored the vagabond.
Lies were told; truths were lost; the common man was conned.
To righteous ways and faith in God many did not respond.
My magic wand surely would eliminate wraths.
No psychopaths’ would fill the streets with hates’ bloodbaths.
And fights for right would silence works of all warpaths.
Chaos would stop as each man found and walked good paths.
No human would debate with a heart full of hate.
Poverty and greed would completely dissipate.
Rebellion and rioting, wisdom would placate.
Love would flow from every soul by will, not mandate.
If I ruled the world, I would wave my magic wand.
And make a wish to the great beyond; peace be dawned.
Citizens around the world to good would respond.
And all of Earth's humanity would feel love’s bond.
Written 2/25/2016
for Silent One’s Poetry Contest: Rule the World
The nationalist-Obafemi Awolowo
with the colonial masters he fought a war
But painfully he never ruled the entire nation
"Best president the country never had",people`s notion.
so many unknown variables to consider for such a tasking pursuit
a conditional ‘If’ but what if ‘whether’ reigns in a supreme challenge
conjectures battle refutations and synapses blocked in surrender
as long as suppositions succeeded in their hypothetical contemplation
the world may as well be flat and circle unhappily one of its moons
the ‘I’ would be futile a self negating deprecation on auto-destruct
and endless loop of no Self on a path to nowhere and nothingness
not of Buddha like Nirvana but hell on earth as we know it too well
a spinning confusion of gravity with levitation spared its flight of fancy
when meditation and pondering could not lift the soul above the mind
‘ruling’ that wishes to overcome suppression domination and power
appears a futile concept when freedom should be the ultimate aim
of course anarchy holds its merits but people cling to being governed
by false leaders fake news and an insatiable need for crude abdication
in an attempt to cast responsibility and shred all courage and hope
‘the’ poses the question of this or that where and when whether at all
a simple adverbial adjective refusing to rest on quiet incomplete duty
bereft of solitary meaning and such an imposter of clarity and precision
no stand alone metaphor of context and contingency lost in the process
but the planet needs answers and I do not give up easily if besieged
is there a ‘world’ out there a compass and globe in my restless attempts
to understand question emphasize deconstruct and give a sweet home
to live up to its promises and dreams as opposed to terminal decline
word has it that there are only illusions betrayal and survival of the fittest
engulfed in delusions conflagrations raging inferno straight from its core
‘I’ if it was able to resist compartmentalization of Ego Super Ego and Id
might not want the elusive generational torch snuffing out a last breath
maybe I am overthinking under emoting and have surrendered in vain
to lost beauty and a vacuum of distant echoes of an unforeseeable future
therefore I conclude that if I was the ruler I would ask my kids for advice
14th August 2020