Superintelligence
If superintelligence is about collecting data
to find out why young people run, some people don't
and based on this information, invent a mobile bike that
has 3 wheels and runs on a battery. I'm skeptical of
Superintelligence is like your mother's brother who
is divorced, moved into your home, and is telling everyone what is best for them; a snippet of what your dad said
"No wonder his wife left him."
I see it is possible to write your own autobiography, your
name and address, that's it; the book with your name will
be in the post, they have the nerve, superintelligence
Intelligence is most of the time used for evil purposes
Adolph Hitler and Josef Stalin were not duces, not to forget
Netanyahu, who has led the children of Israel down
a disaster, made the people into uncaring monsters like
The Germans felt about the Jews
If superintelligence knocks on my door, I shall not open it because I get so easily impressed that I might be an eager fan.
Categories:
josef, age, allah, america, art,
Form: ABC
Edvard's exile could not deter
the course as it flowed
or blood that drove
through his body
life had to change
when the soldiers came
bringing tanks and arms of oppression
machines of war rolled and crushed
Europe was hushed
marching on the 15th
raising flags and ideals
London resigned to opening doors
a haven of sorts
for a few
families and friends
were left to defend
breaking cogs to dismantle and hinder
the view
hiding to assemble
coded messages
that were shared and leaked
though aggression peaked
proving too strong to overcome
yet hearts still beat
and there lay a pulse
duty could not be ignored
as the voices aligned
with a throbbing increase
representing a nation
two and more gave themselves
and rose to the call of the people
standing up
proving no longer the victim
for human passion will smash and smelt iron
selflessly with a cost that would seem to outweigh
the weight of a loss
of one soulless life
we remember that day
the 27th of May
when Jan and Josef gave their all for the fight
and with them hope and freedom were alive.
Categories:
josef, conflict, death, freedom, hero,
Form: Free verse
Chairman Xi, like Chairman Mao
Vladimir Putin, shades of Josef Stalin
Kim Jong-un, plus Recep Tayyip Erdogan
Iranian Mullahs producing drones and bombs
Our world is an awfully dangerous place
Yet America's response is a first-class disgrace
Yesterday Congress' focus on International Pronoun Day
At New York's UN today, autocrats against Israel inveigh
At home, crime's way up, 'so' we end cash bail
Why not let all the thugs out of jail
To protect its citizenry, America's government once existed
Now it opens the borders, its explanations ham-fisted
Add to all this rampant inflation, rising racial tensions
Plus self-defeating 'green goals' and underfunded pensions...
The 'threat to democracy' shouters couldn't be more wrong
The reason it's real ~ America misguided is no longer strong
Categories:
josef, america, freedom, green, motivation,
Form: Couplet
Art-eductor Josef Albers
known for her ' Homage to Sqares'
experimented with sqares in a nest
for visual colour fascination was his quest
Categories:
josef, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
Jonathan studies at Huddersfield New College,
A BTEC in sports development and fitness,
He has Charcot Marie Tooth as his baggage,
Which by physiotherapy has a tight harness.
He trains in the swimming pool determinedly,
Of Huddersfield Leisure Centre extensive,
With Kirklees Active Leisure’s team happy,
To measure his swim performance active.
He swims in the S9 category in the freestyle,
And was born on the 16th of June in 1998,
He enjoyed swimming from the very first stile,
At age eleven when has dad took him, fate.
From regional events representing Yorkshire,
He began to internationally compete in 2014,
At an International Meet in Glasgow’s mire,
Where he became Youth Champion well lean.
His closest friends on squad ParalympicsGB,
Are fellow swimmers James Crisp, Josef Craig,
Lewis White and also Matt Wylie who all did see,
The lights of Rio: Jonathan came fifth in plague.
Categories:
josef, sports, strength,
Form: Quatrain
This man loves Newcastle United football club,
And has overcome Graves’ disease thyroidal,
By having an op to remove that deathly snub,
Of his prowess in the swimming pool brutal.
He won a bronze in the 100 metres freestyle,
At the British Swimming Championships 2012,
Then at the UK championships international,
Those for disabled people, he won in the youth.
He also took gold there, in the 50m men’s youth,
In 29.95 secs, and in the men’s open 400 metres,
He won bronze. At the London Paras the truth,
Is he was Britain’s youngest gold medalist, cheers!
He was the North East’s own sports personality,
And won the MBE in 2013. CP is his condition,
And he’s gone from being an S7 by true nobility,
To being a category S8, by his rugged dedication.
Categories:
josef, body, health, sports, success,
Form: Quatrain
The soul of a soldier it keeps marching on...from battles behind to battles beyond
As blood soaks the soil life seeds sprout from death
protecting stray sheep
protecting lost lambs
As bullets hit helmets and they die in their boots
Still the soul of a soldier fights for freedom and truth
The soul of a soldier never once counts the cost
Obeying their orders...only counting what's left and never what's lost
paying the price with life,love and limbs
Doing Gods work with hard and holy hands
Bringing beauty to ugliness and peace in war lands
The soul of a soldier...past,present and future
With missions to stop the worlds cold chaos creatures
From psychopathic preachers in pulpits
To demon driven demigods
From Hussiens to HItlers
Josef Stalins to Jim jones
Through Blood and bones and bravery
With courage they kill cowardice and bring joy to misery
The soul of a soldier never rests or relents cause there's always more battles as the
day never ends
with the sun on the horizon and the moon still hovers
The souls of those soldiers are like prophets of power
Categories:
josef, warsoldier,
Form: Rhyme
This wake, I owed it to you, my defining moment :
for the raw melding, of life imprisonement
and death behind the bars. The sin had
seeped slowly in the foundations. A blurred view
of the caravan passing on the shifting sand
of quarter-century; the devastation had turned
black in smug oasis, the victim will not
become virgin again. Blind dead will monitor
the course of grievers. On to her tongue
I leave the endless stars and you will forget
the bull-dosed windows and weeping walls
of incaracerated house where the daily meals
were sex and rape ; the strange shadows
of crime and pardon are breaking now
in blue sky after the defeating moon.
SATISH VERMA
• After hearing the verdict on Josef Fritzl on 19th March 09
Categories:
josef, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?