It was time to take another visit through my head today
A visit so very long overdue
Its been a little cloudy and flat of late
Need to check what maintenance there is to do
The door was creaky and stiff to open
It was so dark and smelt musty inside
Flicked the light switch…. but the globe had blown
My phone light now my guide
Oh, what a sight beheld me
A chaotic dishevelled mess
Seems nothing is running efficiently
There are certainly issues here to address
The energy level was running on empty
Motivation level was on low
Memory section was battered with holes
Visual and hearing department were irregular and slow
However, the heart /love section level was perfect
Full and abundant with a perfect flow
Healthy and happy looking
Shining brightly with a beautiful glow
Feeling completely overwhelmed…. l knew
My head desperately needed a service and tune
I headed toward and walked out that creaky door
Thinking … l will do it soon!
I am the ruler of Vienna, Duke Vicentio.
As a friar, I have gone incognito.
In my absence, I have appointed my deputy, Angelo.
I hoped Angelo would rule efficiently.
However, incompetence is now all I see.
It behooves me to remove him immediately.
Based on the play "Measure for Measure", by William Shakespeare
From Mazagon docks
On Bombay's shores
He sailed to Mombasa
Overland to Kampala
From one colonial hub
To the Pearl of Africa
The source of the Nile
The end of the railway
Moved by imperialism
In service of His Majesty
Using accounting skills
He toiled diligently
Empire worked efficiently
Extracting wealth quietly
Using agency of his ilk
Dividing and ruling
A good learner was he
Risk taker: entrepreneur
Started trading; thrived
Built a house; believed
The clock was ticking
World War 2, tolled
"Independence" came
He retired to Marna
Watched from afar
As it came apart
Protectorate to confusion
Kabaka and Prime Minister
He passed at repast
With grandchildren
It was no jest; gone
At rest in the village
His manses to decay
Wealth to scatter
Descendants aplenty
None like him
They fed us lies in golden wrappers,
Salted dreams, sugared chains.
A kingdom of flavors,
Ruling the tongue, enslaving the soul.
The streets smell of comfort,
But comfort is a coffin.
Fast hands, fast bites,
Slow deaths in shining lights.
They called it progress —
Processed, packaged, poisoned.
The wheat no longer breathes,
The corn no longer knows the sun.
Scientists play God in white coats,
Mixing genes with greed.
Seeds owned by kings unseen,
Farmers kneel to patents, not to rain.
Children smile with candy-stained lips,
While angels weep in the soil.
Our hunger is manufactured,
Our cravings designed in labs.
What we eat now eats us —
Silently, sweetly, efficiently.
The body weakens, the spirit dims,
And the Devil counts his profits.
Eat, they say,
But forget who’s feeding you.
The banquet of mankind
Has become his own funeral feast.
Love is a candle burning at both ends.
We’re staring at colors not yet meant to be framed.
A prototype mixture of vermilion and cerulean,
raised to the power of negative sixteen in transmittance.
Deliverance delayed, waiting in the DLC.
Within the range of projected infamy,
unnamed protocols remain unrendered, once derailed,
absorbed by parameters etched into
the Everlasting Struggle.
The unyielding, plain color of pain.
RED. RED. RED. RED.
I wish I’d never seen you from so far away.
Doppler blue. Roentgen to Gray.
But I was only ten milliseconds astray.
How did phase become so overpowering?
Amaranth-fuchsia is said to delay even faith.
Love, in its highest sincerity,
is a candle that
burns efficiently
at both ends.
If the world was run by John Conway,
or our young friend, Terrence Tao,
things would run smooth and efficiently,
and this is most provably how -
with the Sieve of Eratosthenes, it could be done.
Boys and girls would have so much fun.
and every boat and sailing ship
would glide upon a Mobius strip,
costing but root negative one.
Life is not just about living it's learning to live more efficiently
I’m so excited about this election
about America and our direction
We’ll trust old men
to make big decisions
elderly men
of compassion and vision
Men who were there
when the work was done
when we went to the moon
and warred in Vietnam
A glorious age is at hand
we’ll be safe in those trembling hands
One who launched a murderous insurrection*
Another who can’t even follow simple directions
They will grasp what needs to be done,
our land will be free and efficiently run
We’ll trust old men
who think with precision
to keep us safe
with complex decisions
Men who were there
when the work was done
promoting corporate advantage
and environmental damage
A glorious age is at hand
we’ll be safe in those trembling hands
I’m so excited about this election
about America and our direction
.
.
Officer, Brian D. Sicknick was murdered by rioters, beaten to death with a fire extinguisher. 113 other police officers were injured trying to protect our capital on January 6th, 2021.
Tigers are the biggest cat in the wild
They love to pounce on their prey.
They lunge at animals' necks.
With their powerful jaws they hold on tight.
They pounce on and attack
Deer, wild boar and baby elephants.
When ill or injured, they will kill people
They can't catch their normal prey.
Tigers are known to hunt from dusk until dawn
When their prey are more active.
Their strong legs and sharp claws
Help them take down their prey efficiently.
Their keen sense of hearing and sight
Allow them to attack with precision.
Their unique coat patterns allow them
To get close to prey without being detected.
The Dutch were
1 of the first
To voyage , journey and discover
The high seas because they used
Windmills to mechanically power saws
Enabling them to built ship's quicker
faster and more efficiently
So had a far superior naval fleet
New York
Was
New Amsterdam
Dutch East India Company
Tulips were the 1st commodity traded
Ergo the Stock Exchange Market
The Carrot was is in fact
Purple in colour it's a bulb
They made it and turned it into
Orange in colour
Most of the majority of the Netherlands
They reclaimed built canals in order
To take the land back
And also in the process
Made it fertile afterwards enough
To farm and live off prosperously
And is progressive and religiously tolerant
Not bad and pretty impressive
All things being considered
Started simply sustained systematically
Sorted out. Out of bounds boisterously
Bombarding bombing bombastic know how.
How the hooligans hounded the whole house.
Whole house stood on stilts.
Stilts, still Waters never dry.
Dry not to drought
Drought today pray it be tomorrow's
River. River? So how was horrendous
Waters run high. High above what was.
Was dengue fever subsided so
Scientifically speaking the dam
Had burst water up high.
High up to spaces never seen
Then it rained.
Feathered friends flying high
To perch upon evergreens.
Evergreens are sacred.
Now you know.
Excellently Exceptional say all
Words ending exploiting those
Efficiently ending in enders echoes
Etching out effecters effortly ends
With intended specialty especially
Enders game.
Game ending
Check mate
It seems to make a difference
when my personal
sadly mortal lifespan
unfolds a lively competition
against time
for lonely win/lose
0-sum expectations
Shared by individual EarthTribe species
unfolding a cooperative
win/win NonZero soulistic
eternal co-arising inside/outside,
contextually valued time
for cooperative
co-empathic lovely anticipations
reconnecting peak experience
transubstantiation
Which feels like rather too much to ask
and yet not enough
for deep sacred learning
sufficiently
efficiently
win/lose 0-sum
LeftBrain dominating
solidarity's resolve
with a solid Yes or No,
a simple Fast or Slow
individualistic anthroprivileged answer
to competing questions
WELL HERE 3rd John 1:2
Effectively, exhaustively, efficiently?
Be it’s well with you;
That you be?
~
As fit as a flea!
Provident;
Conscientiously!
1/30/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
a LUNE POEM
The quick fix had worked so
She slipped the needle away,
Her little liquid friend that helped
Through each long working day.
A toot of the horn told her
He’s out there with her lift
For her to work the punters
From the pub leaving shift.
Only a whore they said
When the body was found,
A battered shop mannequin
Lying on waste ground.
With their numbers cut the
Police couldn’t do much more
And, as the papers had said,
She was only a whore.
Somebody said there
Was a child somewhere
Quietly and efficiently
Taken into care.
Three girls at the funeral
Hardly a significant memoriam
Then she was ushered off
To the local crematorium.
A cup of tea in a cafe
In memory of a working mate
Quickly slurped down as
The afternoon was getting late,
The girls went back to work:
With their habits to feed
Any fear they may have felt
Overcome by addiction’s need.
Not high class call girls
With upper class clientele
Just a poor exploited women
With only one thing to sell.
So, Austerity still rules,
Unfair decisions are made,
And poor women are still driven
To the rough end of the trade.
Have confidence in mind
And a strong will to achieve,
Solace in God if you can find
Great plans you can conceive,
To injustice if you are blind
Justice, you won't receive,
Clear mind has no fear,
Cheer will dry off tear,
Dear pal, God is near,
If God's name is chanted
Your soul works efficiently,
When boons are granted
Bliss comes sufficiently,
Problems are by fate invented
Find out a solution patiently!
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