Our oppressors have pretended to surrender power,
Yet, beneath the white mask of their false alliance,
They bind our peoples to their dominion,
And doom our lands to the tears of a black winter.
Through secret pacts they devour all our gold,
Installing crowned lackeys to remain in place,
While, beneath the yoke, our people weep,
And watch our vast and precious treasure flee into exile.
It is a theft without cannon, a silent crime,
That casts humanity’s cradle into an anxious cold,
To steal from children their noble destiny.
But Africa’s voice, deep within remembrance,
Proudly rejects the chain in its disguise,
And raises the free man toward his future.
We forgot to close the coop and a
predator came calling.
We became entangled by his loop
and now the government he's uphauling.
We let a nemesis on the premises,
so billionaires he's installing..
Slashing and gutting Federal agencies.
What will survive this mauling?
The chaos and the casualties,
so tragic and appalling..
If I was a beaver, I would build a dam
Filling each room with beans and ham
Installing near each entrance a hidden cam
Inspiring a waterway traffic jam
I would hole up with my cousin Sam
And possibly my neighbor we call Glam
We would cut down trees with a loud bam
As we added rooms to our glamourous dam
Oh trudeau 'in your troubled place' with idea-ology so out
Of place!
Sad to see the ( experiment?) Has destroyed Canada
With much dis-content!
Many people homeless, in a bountiful land? What were you
Doing?
Was this always the plan?
For it seems? That just like dominos falling there is a pattern
That some are installing'
You've done a lot' you've snorted deep! You've rode the wave of the peoples sleep'
You've met the demons.' You've danced the dance; took
The oath.'
You're in the trance' hell has bought you, your spirit is gone
Gods turning you over' you're pure wrong!
Installing in my heart desire
from wickedness to save my soul,
refine me, my Lord, with fire
to fit your purposes and goal.
I am your daughter and your servant,
I want to glorify your name.
Oh let the Spirit pure, fervent
burn in my heart a sacred flame!
Turn into cinder worldly sorrow,
burn down envy, pride, and greed/
Provide assurance for tomorrow
by giving everything I need.
Your Spirit heals my soul's pain,
ignites compassion, love and care,
helps always in You remain
and saves me from the devil's snare.
R. Resounding peace
E. Enters to the
F. Foyer of my spirit
L. Leaving a lullaby
E. Etching an outline
C. Calming down
T. The chaos within
I. Installing instead peace
O. On the inside of my heart
N. Never giving back the
S. Scantions of the chaos I've evicted.
On my knees, I fall
With raised head, I humbly call
The power of the divine
To help relieve my worry-laden mind
And my aching, unforgiving, bleeding heart
That's been pelted with sordid-wounding darts
Supreme healing I'm calling
Forgiveness I'm seeking and discernment I'm installing
O merciful most high
I long to draw high
On your right side is where I want to be
My soul with thee I pray to dwell eternally
A few years ago I was installing carpet in someone's house and a little girl approached me and started asking me questions. A few minutes went by and she had told me that she had a hermit crab that had just died the night before. She had Hermit for 3-1/2 years and she was truly saddened by his death. So on my lunch break I wrote her this poem to cheer her up. Half way through she and her mother started bawling. Thank goodness by the time I was finished they both had smiles. I received two big hugs that day and one great feeling!
I met a girl named Emily
She was prettier than gold
She had a little hermit crab
That was almost four years old
He came out of his shell one day
And he said, "It's time to go
I'm going up to heaven now
And I thought that you should know
I wanted to tell you, Emily
Because I know how much you care
So, when you go to bed tonight
Please say a little prayer"
So let me get this straight
(if I can use that word
in a totally non-offensive way)
Jack and Jill now get bottled water
Delivered.
Little Bo Peep
Keeps her sheep on leash
And cleans up after them.
The Three Billy Goats Gruff
And the troll
Play Bridge
The Ugly Duckling
Can no longer identify
As a Swan
Hansel and Gretel
Take the “witch”
To the spa
For a steam and sauna
Little Miss Muffet
Moved her tuffet
To a “spider free” zone
The “Big Bad Wolf”
Is now with “IT”
Trouble shooting
Grandma’s laptop
After installing 5G
Internet access
For the Three Little Pigs.
And the Three bears
Take Goldilocks
To IKEA.
John G. Lawless
©3/29/2023
Absence as I hear them calling
Broken as I feel them falling
Cardiac as it's stalling
Darkness has me crawling
Endeavoring to its installing
Fevered by enthralling
Giving into it appalling
Heartfelt gifts sprawling
Individual love is worth mauling
Jointly our worth is stalling
Kissing my lips, befalling
Loving her, a load I'm hauling
Missing us forever recalling
No joy in finding the end
Openness only serves to offend
Patience is just pretend
Quietly wanting more than a friend
Reliving does not allow us to transcend
Seeking solutions, don't bend
Time there's none left to extend
Unbelievably easy to condescend
Viciousness has no way to amend
Wanting left no desire to attend
Xenomorphic this relationships bookend
You had every chance girlfriend
Zero desire is left to be penned
A Forms And Words Challenge Poetry Contest
20th February 2023
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
The night watchman and darkness make their calls
As we sleep inside those four walls
Creatures of the night unfold
Trolling nightmares creep and crawl
Into those forbidden thoughts inside our mind
Installing fears in an inward bind
Dread is a thick rope entangling till it chokes
A cold sweat taking hold!
Kindred demons released by a spell
The moon even in hiding behind a shroud
Everyone wearing ghastly or ghostly features
Dream on and protected you will be
As she sits and watches from that old Banyan tree!
10.6.22
Creatures of the night
Sponsor: Julia Ward
I was bound by my bondage in my bondage I was bound;
I have fallen I have fallen down to the ground now I'm crawling;
Encapsulated inside the square I find myself around
Creeping heaping installing encampment found so appalling
What's that sound
Relinquished now
4/8/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021©
With a preacher's fire and zeal
plus a sprig of sex appeal
I'll venture to make my bold contribution
to duly adjusting our great Constitution.
thereby installing a Republican rump,
all for the cause of President Trump,
in whose service I humbly labor
without the least thought of incentive or favor..
Biography
I have tried to make a biography of myself
I managed three pages and found my life was so boring
it was not worth the effort.
I began fantasizing I had been a general in the foreign legion
worked in central Africa as in security agent
finding out of people who wanted a free country and not influenced
by Franc`s interest in the region.
Unfortunate people were thrown into jail and some of them executed.
I helped France installing presidents who took bribes
and followed the will of the French.
Later on, Paris, I got information that someone was trying
to assassinate the De Gaulle, they were disgruntled officer that had
fled Algeria when France gave it independence, by doing so
was to make the region a Francophone sphere.
As an agent, I reported this the crazy generals went through with it
and an attempt on De Gaulle´s life followed.
Of course, the plot was thwarted and the guilty shot.
I got bad conscience about my work left the legion and got a job as a cook in the merchant navy, and that is nothing to write about.
My friend used to work for a TV rental company,
installing TV's was a 'soft' occupation easily,
during the course of his work, he would meet ladies,
the bored housewife fraternity were all really his.
Good looking, easy sighs, with those bedroom brown eyes,
some people should not be allowed to have such a prize,
he was, and collected the bonuses all along the way,
adjusted the business tie and was the main man in the play.
He said: 'It's easy, why don't you go along and take my tie,'
I thought that I'm not good looking like him, handsome guy,
but why not - it would be a laugh like Ranganathun,
I'd just need to learn a little about TV installation.
The day came, went on my rounds but walked on by,
unfortunately, because all the neighbours were waiting for me,
Note: Ranganathan is an Asian British TV comedy star.
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