Canvassers of the word, from the fireplaces of
Pregnant minds let us, with ebullient enthusiasm,
Pen flaming words to melt away the dismay in a world
Wrought with war, bigotry, injustice, hate, and loss hope:-
Let us not merely pen-paint entertainment, but more importantly,
Let us vision awareness, inspiration, confidence, determination,
And ever burning faith in ability to work and overcome despair
And apathetical slacking attitudes of deplorable indifference:-
Come let us ignite ingenuity in those who have lost all hope;
Fueling them with belief in self and God, that while oppression
Presently holds its head high, the days of the very hairs of his head
Are numbered; and that with undying faith and work, they will be cut:-
May the words of our mind’s mouths likewise excite ebullient
Enthusiasm in the hearts, minds, and souls of those whose eyes view us,
And whose spirits, are fueled by their inking, that freely flows
From the divine wisdom and guidance of the rivers of God’s creativity:-
Canvassers of the word, from the fireplaces of
Pregnant minds let us, with ebullient enthusiasm,
Pen flaming words to melt away the dismay in a world
Wrought with war, bigotry, injustice, hate, and loss hope:-
Let us not merely pen-paint entertainment, but more importantly,
Let us vision awareness, inspiration, confidence, determination,
And ever burning faith in ability to work and overcome despair
And apathetical slacking attitudes of deplorable indifference:-
Come let us ignite ingenuity in those who have lost all hope;
Fueling them with belief in self and God, that while oppression
Presently holds its head high, the days of the very hairs of his head
Are numbered; and that with undying faith and work, they will be cut:-
May the words of our mind’s mouths likewise excite ebullient
Enthusiasm in the hearts, minds, and souls of those whose eyes view us,
And whose spirits, are fueled by their inking, that freely flows
From the divine wisdom and guidance of the rivers of God’s creativity:-
Where is pestilence in the world today?
In everything you do.
From pop-ups on computer screens
to settings set for you.
Where phone calls come from marketers
to con you out of money.
And flyers from your government
to say all days are sunny.
Where canvassers will knock at doors
and rob you of your time.
And calendars from politicians
come payed for on your dime.
Where law enforcement's quick to card
and serve you of your rights:
And store clerks offering help to you
to interrupt your plights.
The government who'll force a census
and put you all to work.
Recycle bins of trash you'll sort
then rinse till you're berserk.
The Tax Returns you'll do at cost
and waste what's your's for time;
the government skipping one assess
could do to save a dime.
The life that others force on you
deciding all your fates.
When all of your decisions mean
that pestilence dictates.
When they wanted us
In the mildest of gaits
They came to us
With what we had not as baits
We settled on bags of rice and salt
Purchasing for our faces insult
For their baits we swllowed
And in their nets we wallowed
When for food we cast into a bin
Our voice or choice
Our all-important being
Worths not more than toys