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Vultures and Doves

   Prices rise, incomes fall
     Terrorism reigns, nuclear pall
   Health care declines, rich people dine
     War everywhere, machine guns whine 

   What happened to ‘peace and love’
     When did the vulture devour the dove
   Where did ‘post-20th century’ go
     ~ but human nature never grows

All In One 2

A trip here
Tasks overflowing
Early morning sun 
More errands to run
A mission
Glad to give
Helping others
As shall live.

As said, It is better to give
Than to receive
A journey
spent in time
Unwind.

Living life
Joy, peace, love, and more
As the morning starts with chores.

All-In-One Service
Multiple incomes
Extended education in progress
Great success.

Wealth Gap - Bitcoin Poem 046

When fiat money is printed freely
   Certain groups benefit more than others
      Wealthy people who hold assets tend to
         Reap the benefits as their assets increase
            In proportion to the new money, while those
               Who rely on fixed incomes or savings lose
                  Much of their purchasing power and wealth
                     Therefore
                  We need a money where people can trust
               That their money will retain or increase in
            Value and purchasing power.  This money
         Will help the poor save with confidence
      For themselves and also their children
   Leading to a brighter future for every
Person, when saving with Bitcoin

Economic Disaster

Economic disaster 
Our economy is dying 
Still we are locked down 
We are lossing our incomes 
We are going out of business 
We can't survive for too long 
We are fighting as
We still worry what each day bleeds

Economic disaster
The boss is out of job 
The middle class are dying
This economical clash 
Is a slap to our daily lives
Our bread must be old and cold 
Our cupboards are so empty 
We are running out of food 
Hunger kills us by daily bases 
Yet our politicians still promise
Us a hopeless future

Poem 10, 2021

Need, Knowledge, Civilization…! Government, Scientists, Businessmen…! What are those, Who are they? Okay? Okay? Okay? I’m not a child of nature anymore. Robots are coming to lock my door. I bought comfort by earning much. Religion is killed by the mosque and church. Happiness of life is now far away. We’re just dying day by day. A few riches have got all the money. We kill the bees, they take the honey. Everything is now has become so complex. You can’t do anything but sitting on a desk. Money controls the power and makes corruption. We’re billions of people, but alone. They have the money and arms. Government helps them too, taking our tax incomes. Who we are now, just their slaves? Are we not living now in the civilized caves?
-
January 08. 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Rem

Sigmund sandy dreams
resolute mirthy incomes
tranquil playhouses

Inner Pains

I have no torment, no pain-difficulty
I am not the seller of sorrowful key
Stellar of the far friends I am
New sky in my entrepreneur jam

Being human I can feel meticulously
the pains of dying fishes in my hands without water,
the pains of dying slaughtered chicken, ducks, birds before eyes ground,
the pains of butchered quadruped domestic animals,
the pains of green child grasses under my cruel trampling,
the pains of polluting winds, waters, devastating trees,
Being omnivorous all-mighty human since birth I have nothing to do for these pains

Being human I can feel also
the pain of my beloved at night without me,
the pains of my parents who are depended on my incomes,
the pains of my gods who created me to spend life virtuously but I deny and become ungrateful,
the pains of my accompany with whom I betrayed for the sake of earthly greed,
the pains of dying peoples of COVID-19 or from starvation
Colorful pains of the world when I leave alone
And enter into my sovereign clone

Being human I can feel all inner pains-difficulties
But I have nothing to do cause peace in own tease



06.09.2020 Chattogram

Points To Ponder

Points to Ponder
Thanks to Buckshot for the thought
By Franklin Price
9/25/2018

Here are some points to ponder
About who should have a say
About our lives, and how we live them,
The how, the why, the way

Those for whom we care the most
Our husbands and our wives
Our children, parents, siblings
Friends who make for better lives

The devout and caring clergy,
When they practice what they preach,
Our important educators
When they stick to what they teach

The doctors who take care of us
And are concerned about our health
Those who affect our incomes
Our positions and our wealth

Celebrities are not among these  
They are there to entertain
The same goes for pro athletes
To give advice, they should refrain

The Media and all the news
Should be always verified
Affirmed to our satisfaction 
May still be taken for a ride

Last and least, the politicians
Who only care of what they think
To listen much to what they say
Will drive us all to drugs and drink

Should we ever want to speak ourselves
The  first amendment says we may
Our minds should dwell before we speak
Can't withdraw the words we say

Love Cake Bereft of Operational Mistakes

Because I wear love on my sleeves
Blame and shame hunt down the claim
I inject and subject into red rose leaves
Trying hard to rekindle the love flame

For which I long
Each time Cupid’s arrows hit bull’s eye
Whether my move feels right or wrong
As with bated breath she and I

Endeavour to moderate steps I take
To woo the bae of the dream
I hold and fold in my heart to partake
In polishing the love cream in the stream

Whose waters cleanse weaknesses
Love inflicts 
On my acts of emotional kindnesses
To resolve within my mind conflicts

That rage
Within my inner circle
As I pledge
Undivided loyalty and certainty to encircle

Flak 
Hitting my flanks
As I crack and track
Love strategies, love techniques in the love banks

That dispense positive outcomes
Guaranteed to titillate
With or without excessive incomes
To deflate harm fate spares me of late

When I make up my mind
To extricate fear and tear
From circumstances I find unkind
In love matters where I dare

Not break the side of the bargain
Love demands from promises I make
To nurture and culture care and devotion again
To feed faith into my love cake bereft of any operational mistake.

Scripts and Choreography

Sacred scripture, especially creation stories,
is to natural-spiritual (nondual) experience

As permaculture designs
are to polycultural outcomes

As cooperative economic intent and planning and investment
are to loving political incomes

As nutritional planning
is to health care giving and receiving
(also nondual)

As ecological wisdom
is to sacred polypathic scripture,
especially re-creation stories.

Better Household Income

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Over there in the rural countryside where I'm  at currently....
Gravel road, water and electrical woes are challenges daily....

Hardly any economic activities that bring in cash money..
Barring the staff in the usual government machinery...
And those in some private enterprises and companies...

The village folks are really poor and severely cash strapped...
Saved those fortunate ones in the government or private enterprises...

So reporting average income has risen to rm6k plus...
Is downright nonsense and a gigantic lie statistically .....

Salaried workers are in abundance only in urban areas...
Using their incomes severely skew the worthiness of these figures.....
It paints a vastly different picture of the economic situations on the ground...

In simple English, only pompous supercilous coated bosses and politicians...
Can believe this propaganda that average monthly income has moved up to rm6k plus...

@#$//$$##!!!!

Note.... Reported in the news today, the average monthly income in Malaysia has
risen from RM5000 (year 2012) to RM6141(Year 2014)..

Accident

Smack.
Backpack latch intact,
knee fractured?
Collapse.
Need help.
Breath trapped.
Vision black.

Drop.

Vision back.
Snap, crack, roll past.
Sound echoes from
the ground - green grass.

Half past three, 
now.
Kevin and the other seven
can't even believe how

I can still breathe.
Wow. Was it that grim?
I mean, I remember falling...
but were my chances that slim?

First push - NO.
Vis-ion spl-it b-y pa-in
CALM.
What was that about "no gain"?

********. I'm gonna
pull a hat out of a rabbit.
No prize was ever hung
right for us to grab it.

So.

Second push - NO (Don't care)
I'm getting out of this.
Incomes night around
my eyes like it was practiced.

SssssttaaaaNNNNddd.
Swirls. Eye-lightening.
Everything is gone.
Lean. Sight brightening.

Slow return, thighs burn.
Sight from eyes spies
A way down into the
landing. What BLUE skies.

Focus.

Crude, non-fluid movement
and a curse for God,
hobble and step,
balancing foot on sod.

Steps into a future.
You decide.

Death Comes

Death
will come
to all who
pay their taxes.
The love of money
only creates
a deadly
fiscal
drag.


Fiscal drag in economics is the process by which, during inflation, rising incomes draw people into higher tax brackets, so that their real incomes may fall; this acts as restraint  (death) to the expansion of the economy.

Mall Walkers Club

We belong to a local Mall Walkers Club
We meet every morning bout eight
A determined bunch of gnarly old farts
Who are trying real hard to lose weight

We're all different sizes and funny shapes
None that you'd call slim and trim
A common purpose, we all have in mind
We consider this a walk at the gym

You see us guys are all on fixed incomes
Need to count every penny and such
The gym membership is really outrageous
So the mall is where it don't cost too much

For the price of a coffee and bagel with cheese
Which we tend to gobble up real fast
At the same time we catch up on the latest gossip 
They caught Bert with his pants at half-mast

So next week, I'm on Good Morning America
Showing off my trimmed down physique
So watch for me, boys, I'll be waving at you 
And all my other fine mall walking geeks!

You Know Who We Are

You know who we are. 

We're with you everyday, 
We're from the ghettos, the project buildings 
the neighborhoods with low incomes

You know who we are

We're considered in society as the minority, 
yet we're the majority in poverty, 
the 16th president constituted abomination 
for the sins of those whose skin is pale, 
still we're slaves to an American economy, 
who blames our new generations 
for the contamination of the crack sale,

You know who we are
We're college graduates, 
we have High school degrees 
we're doctors, lawyers, sergeons and teachers 
we're diplomats, philosophers, ordained as preachers

We're American, African 
players of Uncle Sam's past time

concieved in the Nile, raised along the Potomac 
sold by our own, for collateral and material, 
we're the New World's history, 
workers of cotton gins, fighters for rights

You know who we are

*******, black, 
beautiful as the dawnless night

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