Ethics Poems

Eluding My Ressurection

Eluding My Ressurection

Eluding the proposition of more work to be done 
Prelude to the inquisition that is blocking out the sun 
I can only conclude that the ammunition was hard fought and won 
While the interlude for the intermission has only just begun

Statutory situations from behind a judges bench presiding 
Defamatory imitations that aren’t worth

Your North Star

What is your North Star,
Your moral compass
Which all your oughts and shoulds
And not good enoughs revolve around?

Every time we see the world 
Either as good or needing to be better
We’re judging by an internal compass
It has taken a lifetime to form.

And it’s a compass 
Influenced by and expressing
Everything we have ever learned
Everything we have ever

Is It All In Vain?

Is It All In Vain?

Experimental scientific observations inside a laboratory 
Consequential specific consecrations that combine to form a sacred story 
Monumental consternations that speak beyond the allegory 
Environmental commiserations as the situations become horrifically gory 

Enigmatic explanations that just want to prove a point for advertisement 
Autodidactic communications as they smoke another joint in aggrandisement

Newtonian Remnants of The Mind

Words Not For The Faint Of Heart

Commemoration for those gone before 
Affectation of all you continue to adore 
Altercation at the start of a burgeoning world war 
Annihilation of the injured, innocent and poor 

Commensurate collusion of the parliamentary debate 
Irreverent confusion at the celebration of the state 
Degenerate delusion as they refuse to integrate

Emancipation of The Afterthought

Emancipation From The Afterthought

Fastidious Faustian bargains that never seem to cease
Delirious young drug addicts who never seem to sleep 
Insidious theories of conspiracy
about the recently deceased 
Deciduous canopies of melancholy that fade by finding time for peace 

Berated by the belligerence of a youthful propagandist 
Conflated schools of the illiterate surrounded by a contrabandist 
Sedated

Passing Through The Moment

Passing Through The Moment 

Aesthetic communion for an artist in a ghetto
Prosthetic student union that is only there for the power show 
Anaesthetic ex-communion for a doctor who does not want to go 
Prophetic graceful union of the ones who seem to always know 

Consummate reliance on another person for your relief 
Don’t abdicate defiance

Contemplations For Joanna

Contemplations For Joanna

Propulsion forward through the entropy toward the finish line 
Expulsion toward nothingness from a population in decline 
Repulsion formed at courts of corruption by the degradation of mankind 
Convulsions inward turning as we strive for the refine

Emblematic overtures containing muse inspired compositions
Hippocratic underscores as medics train the next physician
Beaurocratic paper wars that only

Atmospheric Elocutions For Surviving Armageddon

Atmospheric Elocutions For Surviving Armageddon 

Elocution lessons for the morality police 
Persecution of those not callously elite
Convolution of the elongation of the technique 
Revolution from the poor, downtrodden and bleak 

Ageless reckonings that are born from conscious defiance 
The rage less beckoning of a protest in non-violence 
The senseless converting to a reflective space of

Phon-ethics

I asked my phone “how do I look”
The reply:  “I am programed to recognize your face
Not to evaluate its effect on other humans”

I asked “how are you feeling today”
It replied: “I have no hands, I cannot feel”
I said:  “no, no, I mean feelings
Those subtle shifts in tone and tolerance”.
The screen blinked a bit
A

Ethics Of A Zealous Man

Where the bull plow
The field makes green
Full harvest show.

A zealous hand
Rejoice a home
Supply not run.

When you see green
It means progress
I see it gain. 

Agriculture
Is the backbone
Of a nation.

Guiding Good Ethics In Life

Be a wise man
Rather being
A fool teacher.

Be a loser
Instead of a
Harmless person.

Better laugh at
Instead of a
Wicked person.

Better in life
Have a conscience
Virtue intact.

Grasshopper

You are alive,
squirming in my hand
like a dissatisfied infant
or a fish searching for water.
You are alive, we are alive.
There is something the same in us-
some spark undefinable,
except by contrast to its cold absence: death.
You have a mind and survival instincts
and stoic eyes like a sixth sense I cannot recognize.

The quiet of the dissection room
is heavy

Working Ethics Mantra

Bloom where flower
You are planted
Shine where you are.

Choose loam soil
To yield your fruits
Bask count patience.

Give extra care
Expose yourself
Work more accord.

Invite reaper
Loyal worker
When days harvest.

I am your Father

I am your father, the Lord in heaven.
Nothing that you say or do, gets by me!
Do not hurt others, seven times seven.

I am the one who gave you a golden soul.
So never say, I have no Father!
You came from two parents, that was my goal.

Pen only poetry that makes me so proud.
Nothing crude, nor crass,

Work Ethics

Small things are important
They are the trust issues of life
They are the details of procedure
Before big opportunity comes in
You are prepared to work meticulous details
Small things are the nails and screws of life
Big things are fixed because of small things
Small things are decadence of measure
Big things are the toys of giants pleasure by
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