Best Rulers Poems
Homo-Sapiens we call ourselves, rulers of this Earth.
Intelligent and civilized, but what is all this worth?
We're working hard to conquer space...we landed on the Moon.
We'd better solve our problems here, or soon we will face doom.
New industries and factories, constructed every day,
And poisoning the air we breathe...is this the price to pay?
Energy sources are shrinking...what happens when there's none?
Will we, as Earthlings, ever learn to work with Nature as one?
Some in this world still starve each day, while others hoard their gold.
Intelligent and civilized; at least, that's what we're told.
We cure disease with drugs that may cause sickness, the result!
How many dearly paid for this ‘experimental cult’?
We have become a plastic world where everything is fake,
From what we eat to how we look...when will we all awake?
We're civilized, we tell ourselves, but fight our fellow man.
If only we could solve world stresses through a better plan.
With government corruption, morality trending low…
The price of progress we may say...is this the way to grow?
We have upset Earth’s balanced ways, destroying Nature’s scheme...
We’re intelligent and civilized...is it all a dream?
Will we ever walk on Nature's path, take her by the hand,
Restore the beauty meant to be on Earth, our dying land?
Homo-Sapiens we call ourselves, rulers of this Earth...
Intelligent and civilized...but what is all this worth?
It isn’t the big celebrations,
Enormous dinners or huge gifts.
Parties never rouse foundations,
Jamborees or festivals.
It isn’t the life-sized creations,
Who impress kings, rulers or monarchs.
It’s the little things, a gentle expression,
When hearts meet in the deserts,
When dreamers discover their profession,
When simple reaches into the heart,
Pulls out a feeling, an impression,
The beautiful that inspires the light.
It isn’t in the impressive,
When a life gets made –
It’s in the thoughts, so obsessive…
Which bring feelings we want to save!
May 27 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Esther 1-3
Key Verse – Esther 1:4 When he shewed the riches of his glorious kingdom and the honour of his excellent majesty many days, even an hundred and fourscore days.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO IS SOVEREIGN
OVER ANY HUMAN RULER OF GLORIOUS KINGDOM
Praise be to God Who is sovereign over any human ruler
of glorious kingdom since He alone can:
Redeem souls eternally
Rejuvenate service earnestly
Refresh spirituality enthusiastically
Replenish sustenance everyday
Respond to supplications eagerly
Esther 2:3 Praise be to the Lord
for purifying us while we are:
Fighting for His godly cause
Following His governing call
Fulfilling His great charges
Focusing on His guiding commands
Feasting in His gracious compassion
Esther 3:1 Praise be to the Saviour
for promoting us toward:
Perfection of our behaviour
Protection along His Bible-brace
Praise for His blessings
Power in building-up
Presentation of our best. Amen!
May 27, 2024
I was told in the beginning
That a wish may not well be unicorn
With two winged thrust-thronged
To soar upon the cumulus,
And for those who are wishing
Wishes to fall on their laps
Were wholly rendered redundant,
Those who want to attain,
Tainted and tarnished past attainment
Forgetting forward fortune
And glory in goods temporary.
Now those who dole out mischief;
Sowing the seed of acrimony
Rotten in corruptible credo
Reshuffling reservoir of redundancy
To establish the roots of inertia,
Of Demo-CRAZY
Of masq-UERADES
Of lob-BEASTS
Of cons-titu-PATION
Of elders
Of fools
Of economy
Of pain
Of nemesis
Of crying jags
And hopelessness, deep furrows on wanton minds
Remembering the deceit of denigration
That brought doomed to deserving daddies
That it is always a surprise,
Unwilling stallion in the midst
Of same blind, semblance sahibs,
A remembrance of the past remembrance
Raising the boys to take the Salutary gauntlet
of the favour done
To pave the way
For stock taking and a quiet get out,
Of the unending, pass measure euphoria,
Then it fell on the laps
Of a fiery warrior; then
The dance of the macabre
And a sycophantic applause,
Mutatis mutandis, endless queues
Of rebounding stomachs
Roaming, rounder the ruins
Recounting remnant reservoir
Denouncing, declaring deceiving
All one enmeshed in the same pot
For the final stir of the arbiter.
Look for this tragic dilemma:
either people have reached the real powers
and handled the weal of engine
or government done the same
wiped people completely out
from ruling, managing and controling.
Either nation harnessed rulers
through election, freedoms
and other democratic institutions and values,
either rulers slipped away again and again
from common monitoring,
hooked heavily country by its gills.
At first scenario your fate going gradually
for recovering and prosperity
maybe slowly, after some disasters and calamities,
discherishes and dishonesties
under the guide by community,
but never lost hopes
the people who harnessed powers.
In the second case
when government bodies
took powers on theirs hand
the unhappy country and people
drifted slowly and implacable
for the stagnation and dying
through killing freedoms and justice
in police, mass-media, election,
eventually fatally
all structure descended to repressions.
unjustice, wars, starvation, deficient
and multiple lacks and problems
so familiar for Soviet empire
in its 7O year biography:
theirs birth, increasing,
pride, glory
and total worthlessness
and bankruptcy.
Our world has kept many other tragic examples
of enfoldment the worthiest scenarios
Look for the North Korean regime
or what happened with Cuba
under the life-long ruling of brave Fidel Castro,
honestly say two thirdth of all nation and countries
can not to learn this art
for their government firmly harnessing.
They appointment person, presidents and prime-ministers
slip away from common control
leading with their atavistic desires are sordid and sinister.
God bless USA and West as whole
to be a good teachers for this world
that is the best advice that I told
for the mine and next generations
who don’t want sacrifice their precious lives
for the bad and cruel guiding at all.
The Sixty-Four Rulers of the Yi Jing
When chieftains uncrowned yearn to be enthroned
They either give their daughters to princes
Or invite other chieftains and have them poisoned
Some choose the war-path without hindrances
And lose their lives wives their land masses
In days of yore we call smirk as dark ages
Today’s chieftains also own land masses
Stars with stripes pedigree business managers
Lawmen who make millions helped by judges
Generals in command of battalions
Through coup d’Etat fulfil ill-nursed grudges
All scions sired by pur sang stallions
Who won elections with money from banks
Or the pennies dropped by party members
All paths leaders take to the top while thanks
They give not to those who toiled to hoist masters
What may the difference be with then and now
One man still decides the fate of one’s country
No man can encompass all the know-how
Any man can lose cool and berserk thrash free
When the going gets tough under pressure
When vested interests pull tout azimuth
Is divine right a blessing rained down treasure
Or the servile mind’s habit of staying put
If sixty-four wise men ran a country
According to the dictates of the Yi Jing
The world will neither know war nor treaty
The future will be assured for every being
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2017
prostitute to the rulers,
bend over, smile, pretend,
pop the anti-deppressant
it makes all the truths hazy
easier to cope,
work hard,
hate the poor,
they are so immoral,
they deserve to suffer,
Love the rich, they are so noble
The communists are evil
they want equality! screw that!
The socialists are the same,
Stealing from the rich to help the poor
stupid poor people deserve to suffer,
them and their kids, screw them,
ignore them, let them shoot each other,
live in their slums, welfare abuse,
Disgusting,
Kill the terrorists!
one thousand civilians dead
for every terrorist!
So what? They are Muslims!
Going to hell, anyway.
No hand tied behind our back.
Ou friend the jews, we love them
stealing land from the muslims,
spreading hatred,
who cares?
They defend our oil companies!
An important job.
Stupid muslims want to socialize their oil.
Hell no, we stole it fair and square.
And they call me the propagandist.
Son , keep my wise words for your bright future: As a future leader, privilege discipline in everything you will do.
A ruler has much power when his people are with him. Learn to understand the voices of the people you rule. A wise leader knows that power does not mean to control and ill - treat people, It is the happiness for working for people... " helping them."Love knowledge to rule well, Respect is reciprocal in life , Love the person who corrects you because he loves you the most. Respect is reciprocal in life , Be humble, tolerant of others , and a role model in the Society. Learn to forgive forgive and forget , Don't allow tribalism " tribal conflict" to rise among the people you lead. Remember that , war is the biggest enemy of the development. Promote peace and love where ever you will be. I love you so much son.
February 19/2023
Written for contest 12 things you 'd teach your child sponsored by Matt Calliri
Time is a funny thing,
time does not always seem real.
Governments and their rulers,
come and go.
Some are good to their people and country,
while others only destroy.
Can they be brought to their knees,
maybe ~ sometimes?
When we are living in today,
we have real time.
Can we now see or understand,
the many years that will come?
Then one day we awaken,
to that far off date.
Now here in the new real time of 2025,
we say where did all the time go?
In their day many read the book 1984,
some laughed at it as it was the talk of the town.
Some saying,
this would never happen.
Now in real time of 2025,
many years later what do we find?
Today many are saying,
we are now living in this book of 1984.
The question is,
are we?
Some say yes,
others still feel it was just a crazy book.
Have you read it,
only the reader can decide.
Of chorus lines puppet strings voodoo dolls as clown parades....
White cheeks dimpled smiles black ties affairs with, chichi crowns ?
Gladiators vying for world supremacy whileas muppets generals their
Daughters sip upon brandy to alleviate numb the truth in father's legacy.
To My Rulers
My dear Rulers of our public
Help us to come up in our lives
Please put off yourself growth for a decade
To build my nation strong and mighty
It is enough to your family and to your successors
My Poor brothers have to live at least in a hut
Stop your decorations to your palaces
That will do develop our nation as mighty
We cast our votes on a good faith
You will pave at least a muddy path
Stop Your nasty draining of rivers and soil
Leave the lakes and ponds
To my people drink and to cultivate food
Leave our faith on democracy
Not to exploit and make it money
Not to make us lazy dogs and
leave us to work and live
Vanish the word Free and subsidies
From our lives and day today dictionaries
To live as royal citizens of this nation
The rulers
The poor rule the world, live in badly built flats
buy plastic rubbish for the children as toys.
They can`t cook and their diet is fat and disgusting,
but without them, the rich would not be wealthy,
fewer cars on the roads full of potholes as there
would no one to keep the road drivable.
And their big offices would stink as no one cleaned
them, which really doesn`t matter as lifts would
be out of order, and no janitors to change light bulbs.
So you see, the poor are privileged they are
the rulers of our modern society the opulent
can`t do without them.
Oh, Annointed Ome, crowned this day,
Whose beauty lights up the sky;
Take over please as ruler now
Before we elders die.
We leave you all this Planet and
Dark Universe beyond;
Your word will travel far and wide,
Like ripples on a pond.
Our generation tires now,
The baton we pass on;
Please take it and run swiftly, for
The human-race ... goes on.
Alexander the Great, Caesar and Napoleon too
Through military conquest empires grew
Pulitzer's Fourth Estate ruled the modern world
~ 'til Zuckerberg Facebook, then Meta unfurled
To say no creature eats carcass
Is but mockery to you vultures and hyenas
I spit before your throne
You whose whips I have always known
Who drowned the fish in my rivers
And made barren the soil of my mothers
You who made my children slaves
And did leave me near my grave
You have broken my hardest coconut
And have cracked my snail's shell have you not?
For you watch the future to perish
Filling pockets with gold more cherished
You chew me and with my bones pick teeth
The truth has been what you make of it
Is it not you who married my treasures
And offered no price for your manly pleasures
Longer ago than I care to remember
You killed good men and claimed their daughters
You who danced the dance of shame
And brought forth bastards to bear my name
Power foretells what man believes
Worthless are morals the noble give
You live above your earnings
Never bearers of good tidings
Ye are men whose greed still lingers
Ye are the men who slew I Nigeria
Ye are mere pipes on fortune's fingers