Back in the days
of yesterday and today, or,
traditions and contemporaries
... she came.
Yesterday and tradition say ...
leave your things home, she'll leave your things alone.
Today and contemporaries say ...
in so many words ... heart heeds all abilities.
Yesterday and tradition say ...
you leave, she leaves, or you take, she takes.
Today and contemporaries say ...
that theirs were words of comfort.
She came and they left ... she never came back, nor did they, except one, me, [oldest parents and siblings passed]--I'm the lone inheritor, with a piece of paper of a new sizeable land and redesigned coastline, turned into a new land deed, along with my new will, --sits in a bank, I, in a beach townhouse in Hilo town. All three (3) are well-deposited earning interests, one happily due in ~June~.
Categories:
inheritor, destiny, fate, imagery, life,
Form: Verse
Ye depend ‘pon earth,
At no time does Earth to thee,
Why O man this mirth?
It’s thy sole haven,
A lesson if ye listen,
This earth’s not for fun.
Forget thy border,
Stand not like mere beholder,
Do what’s in order.
Me, mine, thee nor thine,
To all Mother Earth’s divine,
Think what for all’s fine.
O plant seeds on earth
Ere ye do a moment’s mirth,
Think what’s for her worth.
Poor Earth’s on fire, which,
Thou art preparing to ditch,
Art thou an ostrich?
No inheritor
Thou art, nor an ancestor,
But thy child’s debtor.
So walk ‘pon earth soft,
Ye have not else to adopt,
Act, act and more oft.
If trees should bequeath
Wi-Fi, ye would plant many,
Too bad, ye must breathe.
Not a passenger
On Spaceship Earth, part of crew,
Act not a stranger.
Join Nature to paint,
O sit not aloof a saint,
Set a precedent.
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Haiku |08.04.2023| Earth
Poet’s Note: April 22nd. Today is the Earth Day that reminds us: Earth’s still well its worth. Don’t ditch it for any other planet. None is half as worth as Earth. And time is running out, these Haikus desperately seem to say.
Categories:
inheritor, earth, men,
Form: Haiku
Who am I?
I am a lion who comes out as a goat
I am an ocean with waves big enough to drown
I am a child of Mesopotamia
A descendant of Shaka Zulu
Baptized in the Nile
I depict the sword of Mansa Musa
I am the backbone of civilization
An icon of emancipation
I represent the pyramid of Giza
And the lighthouse of Alexandria
A symbol of hope
And an emblem of freedom
I am a depiction of Chinua Achebe ink
An illustration of the hieroglyphic
I am the carapace of Hannibal
And the shield of Tunka Manin
I am a player of the djembe
And the author of Sundiata Epic
I am an inheritor of Timbuktu
A citizen of Kumbi-Saleh
A compadre to Askia Muhammed
And a son of Mansa Musa
A follower of Kwame Nkrumah
And a kinsman of Ahmet Sekou Toure
I am the native son of Gao
A fisherman of Lake Victoria
A Tuareg from the Sahara
I hailed from the cradle of life
I am the black in Panther
And this is really who I am, A black man.
Categories:
inheritor, absence, adventure, africa, anger,
Form: Free verse
Cry the beloved world
Cry the beloved world
The sun pours down its rays
To the lovely land that man can't enjoy it
He knows only the fear of his heart
Cry the beloved world
For the unborn child who is the inheritor of our fear
Sadness and fear rise up daily in the hearts of many
Cry the beloved world
For the families, tribes and countries that are broken
Cry the youths for the laws and customs that are gone
Categories:
inheritor, world,
Form: Light Verse
I am human
I am not the beginning
Nor the end of it.
Evolution did not begin with me
nor am I so arrogant
As to presume that I, Human as I am,
Will represent the final flowering,
The culmination of creation.
I am human.
I was not created so. Though it is so written.
Creation is not so constrained by written words.
I am an inheritor of the genes of my ancestors
and some of them were human too.
I am a brush stroke among many in creation’s
Masterpiece, and not its canvas or its frame.
I am human,
Descendant of the first life to flower
In this small part of creation's garden.
I am not alone in having words
I am not alone in having love
I am not alone in knowing creation.
I am simply human.
Kim Helen James
26/2/2019
Categories:
inheritor, faith, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Eternal Inheritor-
Everything on this world own by God,he entrusted some to men in trust,men to return when God wants to withdraw back them,even men and women not owned by them they all are heirs of God in his kingdom!
Categories:
inheritor, god,
Form: Blank verse
A great mind is a curse and a blessing,
It is the engineer of furtherment;
Yet, it is loathed by its inheritor.
It begets its host a wealth of stardom,
Though this abundance of fame is detested;
For it reaps far more suffering than joy.
The constant attempt at normalcy,
The ineludible mental anguish;
This is what plagues the life of a genius.
Forever shall the gift of brilliance be condemned,
By beholder and spectator alike;
Because in all of its greatness, envy grows.
An envy so fierce that it forges hate,
And in its wake, not but regret remains;
Thus, a great mind is taken from the world.
Yet in its loss, something emerges. Hope.
Categories:
inheritor, deep, humanity, identity, smart,
Form: Iambic Pentameter
A false perspective from the drug
adversity confirm the slug
to cover my lost space, a plug
the prior years seem lost to tug!
Some remnant, some impersonal shrug
has cast me down to this exchange
my livelihood must rearrange
to manifest this new derange!
A blob of entity enhanced
to fill the cabinet of chance,
prescriptions meriting advance
now solemn to emotions stance!
Racked up by fetishes, now dance
to fool's charade, this modern lure
the note, addiction is the slur
while I the victim hide the stir!
Oh courage, grant me not impure
conditioning that I lose concur,
as time becomes enslavement's bear
free gracefully my lost fight's share.
To modify this pagan scare
inducement is the rub, beware
concern my choices ~ my up there
INHERITOR, claim your own self-care!
Categories:
inheritor, culture, how i feel,
Form: Monorhyme
A good spirit in him abides
From birth his dispostion same
Nice, gentle character inside
A spirit born with love aflame
A spirit born with love aflame
Others born without good character
Only through rebirth good proclaim
Become great traits inheritor
Become great traits inheritor
Spread an awesome Spirit of love
Expand pure like honey's nector
Not only once but always think of
Inspired by contest:
Categories:
inheritor, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
Hanging from the crane
is the end-all,
the pitied and plain
inheritor of pain.
It drifts and dangles
in the weak breeze.
You can't turn the pages.
Accept this and die.
Categories:
inheritor, christian,
Form: Free verse