Your hubris is exceeded only
By your inordinate narcissism.
You erroneously believe in your
Immaculate perfection.
You address your "inferiors"
Condescendingly,
In the mistaken belief that they ARE
Your inferiors.
You swagger and
Strut about like a peacock
In full display;
Intoxicated by its own
Beauty,
Blind to its
Marred,
Scaly feet.
Head held high,
Eyes filled with disdain,
Heart swollen with pride,
Soul blemished by conceit.
Oh, lowly creature!
Moulded you are from humble clay:
Forgotten have you in your
Haughty arrogance –
The inevitable truth of your
Return to the dust
From whence you came…
Categories:
inferiors, humanity, pride,
Form: Free verse
Show sincerity in the job you do,
Know how to do the job properly,
Slow, but steady must happen,
Grow by using sheer hard-work
Learn the trade by using care,
Earn every Rupee justifiably,
Turn every stone to achieve,
Burn like the Sun while working
Feel honored by the job,
Kneel before doing duty,
Deal in the wisest way,
Steel-like will be had
Sweat out to succeed,
Get a passion to work,
Outlet is a tough job,
Fret and fume never
Policy of sincerity mst be used,
Courtesy to all must be shown,
Mercy to inferiors is a must,
Lazy attitude must be shunned
Rash decisions are dangerous,
Stash them into the dustbin,
Flash optimism at every stage,
Dash to do duty with mirth
Overlook not any point,
Look at things positively,
Book confidence always,
Outlook must be ever fair
Sincerity is a sure winner,
Nobility is a Divine trait,
Humility is truly Angelic,
Duty is a sacred venture
Promotion is a by-product,
Emotion must be clear,
Devotion to duty is great,
Dedication is valuable
Whatever job you may choose,
Deliver the best always please,
Never give room for dejection,
Sever relation with conceit!
Categories:
inferiors, jobs,
Form: Rhyme
A Life
My life has three stages, I was young once
it didn`t last so long, and the downturned came
in my middle thirties, I sank into a gloom which
now is called depression, everything terrible happened
in quick succession divorce, booze and lose women.
I sought company with people who were my inferiors
and they took advantage of my need to be liked.
It took a long time to get out of this fog I never got the help
I needed all I heard was “pull yourself together.”
But dawn came into my life I went to live in Portugal
I discovered the joy of writing and the pleasure of silence.
I have lived a wonderful life for thirty years and let
go of my ego, to enjoy the day I have the freedom to do nothing
And feel good about it. Today I have been listening to music
on you tube until the strange cat that lives on the terrace
protested; well” the three tenors” sing loudly.
There is much poverty among the old also in Portugal should
I feel guilty because my life is good? No, I will not have slept
on a park bench I have been through the mill, and it was luck
that got me out of it, so I go on living as long as it lasts
Categories:
inferiors, deep, devotion, dream, earth
Form: Blank verse
Hail the hero who embraces troubles.
He does not make troubles.
He may be challenged by adversities.
He would rather ignore all trivialities.
He would strive to make history.
He is willing to die for others to tell his story.
He upholds and treasures his inferiors
He upholds and pleasures his superiors.
He is the first to give, no matter the stake
He is always the last to take.
His contentment knows no bounds.
He is the true leader, he can go for countless rounds.
Categories:
inferiors, adventure, africa, appreciation, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Corruption curse spreading fast
Offset merit driven goals
Good turned bad in a flash
Yield black money to ache our souls.
Its evil tangles we embrace
As it decays reality
And fashions misery
Disgust and falsehood we must face.
It crafts income disparity
The rich become richer
And the poor become poorer
The uncorrupt lose heavily.
Inferiors rule their superiors
Blind the law and set its claws
But none discovers its flaws
So let’s try to become rescuers.
The weeds guises galore must go
Honest ones must make headway
It’s time we fight it all the way
For justice, corruption must go.
Categories:
inferiors, abuse, betrayal,
Form: I do not know?
it's not at our opt to stay
And
Live this life,
Poverty offered
A land,
We breath trembling
Our bodies,
Hearing gunshots,
Fleeing,
Screaming
Stepped With knife,
Hollering for help,
Honestly it gets us
Filled with worries
Trailed blood indicating
Wrecked,
I see no breathing
Nor trying,
It seem Departed.
Sobbing when she have been
Forced into it,
Her feminine spoilt by pirates
While she acts delinquently for rescue,
Arching left ensue
A many desired explained
By entertainments,
Spending on eyes attired
By compliments,
Repined avail filled
Inferiors astonishments.
Hood life gone us astray,
Good life come approach our way
Categories:
inferiors, change, prayer, society, violence,
Form: I do not know?
The Inferiors!
The proud and the rebellious!
The Uncalled!
The unheard!
The two nuisances that are overtaking
the galaxy's millenniums presently!
Or the oh so game called ones life!
The uncalled are the ones that
Turn the pages at that supposed wonderful end!
Mislead to the reveal
that the continuations
Cliffhanger or the to be continued
leads to one of my own worlds
greatest curiosities!
In ones mind unheard of and
uncannily
never spoken out by the ones
I name the
uncalled!
The inferiors are the proud!
The Warriors that fight valiantly with swords
air strike bombs
and guns
they breathe only blood and gore
Portrayed in my vigil lights
as my only worlds truly false winners!
That always underestimate the ones
I name the uncalled
This lead to my conclusion
The worlds true winners
Are my own
the ones
I name the
Uncalled.
The truly blessed
Uncalled!
Categories:
inferiors, deep, emotions, how i
Form: Free verse
A Spartan Life - (g&g)
Spartans have no blemishes, no fears, kill inferiors
Destroy their sick and babies with imperfections
By sword or place them by a mountain side
Wolves take care of these matters in savage manner
Make meals of the weak in quick fashion
Nature turns the other way
Reserves judgment on the warrior nation
Ready for death at any moment
Model citizens must fight or die
Etch out the future to survive
Wield weapons faster than the enemy
Draw blood to make a point
Spill guts to make their gain
Glory comes at a price
A Spartan life
Created on 7/20/15 for Guts And Gain Poetry Contest- Sponsored by: Olive Eloisa Guillermo
Categories:
inferiors, abuse, adventure, conflict, life,
Form: Free verse
CREATURES GREAT AND SMALL
Of all creatures great and small
Insects are most assiduous folk of all
They perform assigned duties each day
And let nothing dissuade them on their way
The till the soil and collect the forage
Their labor brings them food, some for storage
Their diligent spirits have no equaled pace
Mostly repulsed by a higher stationed race
Human beings became Self appointed superiors
But without these small beasts humans would be their inferiors
Categories:
inferiors, allegory, animal,
Form: Couplet
Sold her soul to a mini-skirt
threw her morals in the dirt
spat in sanity's face
Not dressed but she wore disgrace
possessed by materials
Cheap in the eyes of her inferiors
she became lusts playground
sexually abound, On heavens list she was not found
Molested by the spirits she was around
One day she made that sound
Death fell to the ground..
The sound that made her found
Not aware, in common air
through her grief and dispare
I heard her say that PRAYER!!!
Categories:
inferiors, uplifting, sound, sound,
Form: ABC
The oblivious vastness of space
has the earth at its core existence
Where monarchs are the human race
so dubbed by its inhabitants
Whose history is marred with those
who act before they think or feel
A universal threat exposed
even their own are not concealed
Lifestyles of supposed inferiors
portray instincts to stay alive
Examples to their “superiors”
who kill for fun, not to survive
Infinite space would be a waste
if they alone were blessed with life
When we aliens give them a taste
will they unite throughout the strife?
Contact day is upon us now
Evolution speaks of royalty claimed
Extinction eluders will make them bow
It mentions not loyalty gained
We’ll dismantle their exterior
While inferior allies, our decoyed spies
attack from the interior
and rid galaxies of their ego size
Categories:
inferiors, imagination, people, science fiction,
Form: I do not know?