Best Segregating Poems
Being black is not just a figure of speech
Its a noun, adj., & knowing when & when not to turn the other cheek
Many pioneers has lived with the mis representation
While some died fighting to end the civil frustrations
Being black isn't as bad as it may look
Our physical properties don't represent the makings of a crook
Our natural elements are sustainability & resilience
Our original nature made us uniquely
Brilliant enough to handle our own responsibilities
Our culture is design to shine bright so that everyone can see
The Afro American culture sets the tone for a concrete society
And need no help to raise our family
just equality
Even with methods that was used to torment us
"We shall overcome" was a phrase that helped boost us
"By any means necessary" we struggled through the turmoil
Once we began to re "know thyself" the bigots of the world started to boil
Then had to recognize our true uniting potentials
They psychologically uses entertainment to convince us
And install hate inside our mental
Through dis associating our past & segregating our class
Degenerating our creative intentions
Re imagining our mind with criminal inscriptions
So Trust
All we got is us
Our ingredients posses spiritual reasons to teach
They figure since we was enslaved & freed
Afro Americans wouldn't know how to reach
We paved the way to preach
So to prove their unintelligent
They dictated our intellectual & spiritual nature by the color of our butts
Pardon my speech
Categories:
segregating, black african american, inspirational,
Form:
Ballad
As I sit and watch
Watch you denounce the obligatory violence
Announcing and pronouncing the fabricated freedom
Joyfully commemorating and celebrating your assassinated true leaders
The enemy killed not the leaders but the ideas
You buried not them but the ideologies intended to truly liberate you
6 feet deep under the ground,
Saying they shall multiply and long live!
Chanting slogans with no comprehension just for the rhythm and sound
Deep into the ground
Burying your true liberation from colonization
Being sold the false hope of FREEDOM.
As I sit and watch
Watch black man selling his kinsmen to the highest bidder
Manipulated by the enemy to think he is better and different
Better than the poor masses who sacrificed themselves to be his ladder up
You are no different black man
You are just a slave in a black tie
They bribe you with a cheque from your forefathers’ fortune and wealth
They use you to steal in your own pocket
Stealing your legacy to your enemy
Yes they are right ‘You are different’
The difference between us is your inanity.
As I sit and watch
I watch my brothers and sisters been turned to be educated slaves
Enslaved by a mere pen and paper
A piece of paper segregating us and determining our destiny
Desired so hard by many to own to serve the enemy
They chose very well the useless texts to colonize and brainwash you
They planned so well to systematically oppress you
They took the weaker with no vision to execute their plans
As I sit and watch
I watch them say “save that one in a cell we might use him later”
I watch them say “kill that one he is too stubborn, a true leader and he is a threat”
I watch them with white collars reading the scriptures that say ‘a slave must obey his master’ and shouting PEACE BE UNTO YOU!
I watch them on the other hand brutally killing, raping and stealing.
Wake up black man and liberate yourself
No one will
Not even your so trusted leaders
You are not yet uhuru and so is your Azania
They stole your land with a bullet and you shall get it with a bullet not negotiations and commissions
Free yourself
Decolonize your education
To truly liberate the coming generation
Preach not their gospel but Africanism and socialism
ALUTA CONTINUA!!!!
#I WRITE TO PROMOTE NO VIOLENCE BUT TO LIBERATE
Categories:
segregating, africa, freedom, leadership, peace,
Form:
Free verse
Cpt. kirks future predictions- Food tubes {supplimitarium A B C D E}
Universal united nations {u.u.n} tying all the galactic species in celestial socialism
Robotic republicans & dimensionless democrats
All humanities races will melt together into a weird orangey color
The soviets will turn Cruthnie into a super secret nuclear facility
All drugs will be trans-dermal
Gluttony will be glorified
Itll be illegal to naturally procreate "pick up a kid or pet at the genetic clinic
Garbage will be used as fuel
Itll be cool to be mindless
In my visions i see sky cities and underground dwellings segregating classes
73 eyes on the beasts back and 96 paratoidals to an orbital octant... end transmission
Categories:
segregating, science, drug,
Form:
Burlesque
A bead of red rolls down my arm,
an eloquent prayer, a scream.
Alive in a way the arm is not
coming awake in a dream.
A drop of swirling living cells,
abandoning a foundered host,
drawing a line on the curve of meat,
segregating machine from ghost.
Cousins drop from a fluttering lid,
another line following a tear,
rolling along a wrinkly nose,
washing away horror, sorrow and fear.
life turned liquid
flesh to dust
aspirations unmet
iron will to rust
either
[ caught between galaxy and quark
a trivial flame in the dark
nothing cares that a mind was here
the flicker of a trivial spark ]
or
[ as my eyes dim, and drop finds drop
your voice, Erin, fills my mind
your hand reaching out to help me forth
horror sorror fear left behind ]
Categories:
segregating, soulmate, suicide,
Form:
Prose Poetry
(An Addingham Poem)
With the strength of
gentleness, sparrows make love
upon the windowsill,
frigid glass pane pulsates
within the pageant of nature,
numerous battle scared plumage
float wanting, towards earthly cracks
that conceals another world, where
rain and sleet beat down a
forest of subversive weeds,
if only to perjure
hope and fortitude.
The wind! Screams imperfections,
orchestrates the misery of the
telegraph wire, summons
the hardy, those across the
sawmill dam, there where the
village sons live on, as faceless
images upon the park epitaph.
The moon abandons the paperboy
hides behind a turbulent haze,
the greyness segregating
the dawn from the night,
as a hundred kettles sing
behind dimly lit backyard windows,
and a hundred harmonies
perfume, the bowel of the tippler.
Row upon row of decrepit
doorsteps host resident jugs, those
that waits in anticipation of the ladle,
whose wholesome contents still
encompass the warmth of the beast.
Through the mist, a stony siren
executes the industrial anthem,
a musical excursion into pain
and manipulation, a weaving shed
that creates a spinneret
of dreams, a threshold to one’s hopes.
“Yet! Given nothing more, than a
wry sense of insecurity.”
© Harry J Horsman 1999
Categories:
segregating, cute, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
Inspired And in awe of Majestic Beauty.
.
Stagnant moss and patches of lichen
Cling to weathered uneven
Sandstone dry stone walls
Segregating lush green moorland
Surrounded by silent sisters standing
Lofty huge and tall
As wholly clouds majestically graze
On both idle pleasant and more inhospitable days
.
An unpredictable temperamental land
As seasons emerge and in an instant
Temperatures rise or plummet
A wild desolate place
A patchwork quilt of lush greens and tawny browns
Vista from tor and towering summit
.
Stretching for miles sweeping vale and steepled hill
Silence broken by raucous carrion crow
Perched upon the wiry lightening struck tree below
Carpets and thickets of purple heather
Provide home for various critter
And shelter from the harsh weather
.
Boisterous gales bellow and blow
The drifting blanket of snow
Within winters icy grasp
That bites tender flesh as if by an asp
.
The raptor stretches it’s wings and takes flight
Riding upon unsteady thermals
Hunting for pray below
That leaves a trail of footprints below
.
The dilapidated uninhabited farmhouse up yonder hill
The old windmill It’s sails now still
The wind still whistles through
With its unforgiving icy chill
.
A landscape that largely time has forgot
Mainly unchanged for countless centuries
Draw the hiker with its rugged pleasantries
And never ceases to inspire
And be admired.
.
Peter Dome©2020.
Categories:
segregating, appreciation, creation, mountains,
Form:
Verse
Humanity is comprised of people of varying skin shades,
white, black, red, brown, olive, and yellow, to name a few.
And amongst every skin color, there are intelligent, stupid,
honest, deceitful, friendly, hateful, hopeful, and depressed people.
Yet they all share one thing: they're all human!
Strangely, we can't relate to one another, although we're all related.
Thus, we form tribes, not families,
but an exclusive circle of like-minded people!
Tribalism is a primal force, segregating cataloged people into groups,
like our people, their people, and those other people!
What is a country? It's merely a group of similar people;
who arm themselves and claim a piece of the Earth as theirs,
erecting invisible borders to keep other people away.
People will always distrust others, because people can't be trusted!
Influential, powerful, wealthy, and shadowy people
call the shots; for they're all unequivocally corrupt people!
People get ostracized for being street people, beggar people,
poor, lazy, discontented, and homeless people.
The people society considers disposable.
These distinctions include the old, young, frightened,
challenged, hungry, and oppressed people.
Political, deranged, delusional, religious, and unscrupulous people
all share one trait: they're loyal only to the tribe they identify with.
These conflicting tribes huddled behind barbed-wire walls
will one day kill all the people; then, there will be no more people!
Categories:
segregating, america, anger, angst, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
I have a body,
own a gendered organic body,
yet I am a mindbody
as ego's inside communal identity
embraces outside systemic context
Health communication
within my wealthy body
yet a communing mindbody
inter/intra-communicating
bilaterally co-passioned organism
Musician
within my binary gendered body
yet a musing
win/win healthy
resiliently co-resonant MindBody
spiritually led futures
yet naturally following past paths
CoArising consciousness
My spiritual mind has a natural body
yet ego-mind
is also a sacred eco-logically felt body,
depending on whether you perceive Self
as In receiving Out
and/or from Outside giving
Inside co-empathic worship
aids and tools
appropriate to a deep learning
courageously curious
gendered co-binary
organic egobody health system
At least on our better days
and in peak trauma-free moments
of co-empathic enlightenment
empowering spiritually natural
wholesome,
sometimes sexy,
co-investments
Co-operating
sacred mind
de-segregating organically safe
and religiously healthy
Inter/intra-communicating
bicamerally balancing
win/win compassion's bodhisattva
Transparent spiritual mind's
vulnerable natural body's
resilient EarthTribe
sacred green
bipartisan communionation.
Categories:
segregating, health, humor, identity, integrity,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Indulging in insightful introspection
Not always aware where mind's eye will venture
Thoughts wander along winding theoretical byways
Revealing vast open spaces of universal truths
Optimizing previous personal experiences
Segregating fact from fiction
Perceiving past choices as my personal signature
Equating my uniqueness as priceless
Crying over past failures no longer suits me
Today holds the gift of life without perfection
Inwardly knowing and understanding
Obstacles are my path to success
Now
Categories:
segregating, deep, journey, philosophy,
Form:
Acrostic
Rituals
are sacred
when they reconnect
what LeftBrain dominant
straight white privileged man
has transcendently and monotheistically
disconnected secular nature
from sacred polytheistic spirits
Earthly nature
divorced from Heavenly spirit,
power
from light,
empowerment
from enlightenment,
autonomous theological identity
from interdependent ecological experience,
personal health
from transcendent joy
Like segregating
sexual health rituals
from sensory wealth of regenerative spirituals
sacredly enriching both Yang LiberalLovers
and more mundanely conserving
Yintegral every day
red-blooded green conservation
PolyCultural rituals
of resonant positive is not negative,
resilient health is not pathological
cancerous wealth
Lives fulfilling YangYin in-between
balancing rituals
reforming divinely sacred empowerment
and profanely prolific ecosystemic
enlightened health/wealth
co-passionate care
Rituals,
sexual and sacred
are ultra-nonviolent sacramental
celebrating EarthMother's sacred
holy
holonic non-zero zen womb
of Yintegrity double-binary
ProGenitive balance
with Yangish LeftBrain
patriarchal EitherTop/OrBottom
conservative reaction
to protect healthy/safe conserving EarthTribe
through co-empathic therapeutic wounds
of historic win/lose zero-sum thinking
Unaware of positive
socio-eco-psycho-bio-theological flow
panentheistically co-operative
intersectionally co-invested
dipolar co-arising
bipartisan health-wealthing Left/Right
PolyPathic = Not(NotPolyVagal)
P=N(NP) strategic win/win
ritualistic systems
for resilient/resonant
global justice/peace restoring outcomes
Rituals
both naturally enlightened
and spiritually empowering
for health/wealthy EarthTribe,
cooperatively DNA-enscripted
organic mindbodies
formed and reformed
by co-passionate neuro-sensory systems
Seeking pleasing
pleasure playful rituals,
like making slow-grown
universally uniting
engaging
engorging love.
Categories:
segregating, beauty, culture, earth, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Things I don’t
understand
They don’t teach
that friendships and
relationships come
and go..
So really forever is
a sometimes just a
few months
They don’t teach
that sex isn’t just
sex with more than a
few bumps
That making love
doesn’t mean making
babies
That taking
responsibility
doesn’t mean blaming
And that forgiveness
faith and love need
to be expressed
outside of church
Love is the one
thing we shouldn’t
have to search
Not everything can
be solved by a pill
Now everything is
taxed and and soon
you’ll receive your
oxygen bill
Taxes for everything
besides to fund
school supplies
Then wonder why kids
are getting worse
and worse
Kids beating,
bullying, killing,
I’m begingin to
think this country
is cursed
You’re too fat or
you’re too small but
informercials can
fix that
But the things we
really need to be
concerned about
America tells us to
sit back
Why is it we see on
tv to give money to
children we’ll never
see
But are told not to
indulge in the ones
we see on the street
Or the veterans who
fought for this
country
And Are now just
part of “modern day
society”
Well this modern
thing seems a little
bit barbaric
Generation –X more
like Generation
Xtinction
Social media is now
Social suicides
Social Sex scene
We are broken down
into categories and
sub genres of people
Hipsters, Goth,
punk, prep, geek.
Segregating
ourselves based on
clothes and music
Rather than mind and
morals
I don’t understand
The Spreading of
AIDS and STDs
Purposely
This is the America
the beautiful we are
just now able to see
Categories:
segregating, abuse, anti bullying, betrayal,
Form:
It feels sadly ironic,
and unwise,
to focus healthcare
on digestive system deliveries
to feed and water our bodies
And underinvest,
too rarely applaud
and enrich
nurturing nutrition communications
made through our neural-sensory systems
natural/spiritual health care deliveries
and wealth care receptions
from abundantly compassionate
panentheistic worldviews
In contrast
too nihilistically narcissistic
survivalist
monotheistically supremacist
supporting monoculturing
monopolizing LeftBrain verbal dominance
Of Me v We ZeroSum
closed degenerating
segregating
without also integrating
views
Of Earth's health-fading
feeding bilateral watering systems,
Absorbing, then expunging
inhaled then inhaled
informing then exflowing
living then dying
YangTruth in Yintegral co-arising Beauty
Universal/Unitarian
bicameral
Health/EarthSystemic Wealth
integral TaoBalancing
inside sacred womb thru tomb companionship
secular indigenously panentheistic
resiliently hospitable wisdom
To focus health/wealth care
on digest to co-invest system deliveries
to feed and water
our mindbody
spirit/natured EarthTribe
bilateral identities.
Categories:
segregating, caregiving, health, integrity, peace,
Form:
Political Verse
When a plant
an organism
a biological system
is young,
this is nature's season
for segregation and simplification,
specialization.
Time to ego grow internally
toward full flowering
and re-seeding maturation.
Just so,
when a plant,
an ecosystemic planet,
an individual's lifetime,
a nation-state's cultural lifeline
reaches historic maturity,
mid-life crises of climates and landscapes reverse direction,
reverse patriarchal dominance
to patriot-matriotic ecobalancing isms,
so that what had been WinWin ecopolitical recessive
must become species dominant for continuing healthy outcomes.
MidLife Systems tip toward new-dominant norms
emphasizing integrity over segregation,
polypathic and polyphonic-nutritional complexity
over Either/Or
Win/Lose
LeftBrain dominant over-simplification.
Both/And
matriarchal
reverse-hierarchical
midlife crisis revolutions
reweave purpose and meanings of day and night together,
life and co-redemptive losses and suffering,
Yang strength and Yin-flowing nurture,
polycultural integrity
revolutionarily new-delineating
notnot bilateral LoseLose segregations of history,
suddenly opening new vistas for cultural creolization,
WinWin complex resolutions
for natural cultures sustaining balancing climates
of ego/ecosystemic harmonic health.
When we are young,
post-revolutionary embryonic,
we develop toward maturity
through deductive dominance of simplifications
and segregating cultures and language.
Yet, to grow into grace-abundant harvest,
summer's Yang vigor
increasingly embraces Yin's flowing integrity
and interdependent cooperative networks
of bilateral-appositional politics,
dipolar co-arisings
of old simplifications in newly resonant amplifications
to support future and past and present regenerations,
cultures of health,
integrating both internal economic climates
and external political nurturing landscapes.
Categories:
segregating, birth, culture, earth, environment,
Form:
Political Verse
Mother Yin nurtures a domestic economy
which retains indigenous becoming within nature-spirit
nondual places
Yin,
a concaving womb
for as long as Earth's collective memory
of light and dualdark
may recall.
Patriarch Yang's convexly vertical strengths of hunting,
colonizing,
commodifying
segregating quantitatively deduced values,
are not a priori possible
without primacy
of nondual co-arising
bilaterally horizontal horizons
of yin's dawn with dusk
dualdark matriarchal sacred MoonTimes.
0-Soul
WinWin
in each here and now moment
of living and dying
with focusing bicameral balance
on matriarchy's polyculturing outcomes
easing patriarchy's recent past
of monocultural ego-over-investments,
turning now toward cooperative re-investments in Mother Earth
from which human nature
RNA-derived
to DNA thrive.
Categories:
segregating, caregiving, culture, health, history,
Form:
Free verse
"My decision
is not any negative reflection
on you.
It's not personal."
This would be a Business School graduate,
meaning, if it is personal,
then it is not political or economic;
so, if it is political and/or economic,
it is not personal.
"It's your decision,
for you to personally
and responsibly make."
This would be a Social Work graduate,
or maybe some variety of therapist,
recognizing that what is personal choice
is also political, empowering or disempowering,
and possibly economic investment or divestment.
What is personal,
like what is political,
is about power
and vested interest
and small ego-staged,
even if short-term.
"Our decisions
about who runs for office,
who votes which way,
who nominates whom and why,
are matters of individual conscience."
If this statement
is made by someone in political office,
who knows?
Maybe s/he gets it
that personal is also political,
that individual organic corporations
are also economic actors and investors,
or not.
So, what do you think?
What is your personal preference?
The Business Party view,
segregating personal faith
from political powers of relationship,
financial influence,
Or the Social Worker model
of power analysis,
individual through global,
competitive through cooperative,
personal through ecopolitical?
I suppose this is at least one reason,
my Republican colleagues,
when I was in a Master of Public Administration (MPA) program,
found the cultural distance
from a Master of Business Administration (MBA) program
subtle
opaque
unclear
ambiguous;
while the Democrats
and Green Party students
found differences between MPA
and MBA cultures
profound,
cooperative v competitive,
looking for Win/Win resonance
as opposed to searching for Win/Lose
ZeroSum endless growth of market share.
If all organic energy systems
are also ecopolitical communicators,
then we all have ecotherapeutic opportunities;
Some great,
some small,
but all one moment,
one message,
one relationship,
one rhetorical non-violent/violent
association/dissociation
at a personal political time.
Categories:
segregating, business, health, integrity, political,
Form:
Political Verse