An astute and interesting citizen
Observed his legislators in their
Seats of congress.
He took a mental photograph of their
Actions and later developed the picture.
That picture unveiled for him a great
Practical picture of life.
As legislation presented in congress,
Our lives can be debated.
We can be berated.
We can be frustrated.
We can be hated.
If through much endurance,
We manage to make progress,
We are still subject to be vetoed.
But keep to the path of endurance.
Give it all you've got to give,
Because that which opposes you,
May well be overridden.
My half-sister is in Texas
and she cannot use THC.
Her mother moving her there
planted that dark seed.
I am fortunate to remain
where I can smoke it legally.
Their legislators are incapable
of seeing things clearly.
They come with polished shoes and clipped smiles,
a delegation of two parties, two chambers,
chasing headlines across the sea,
while the ice beneath our feet has no such illusions.
“Do not worry,” they say,
as if reassurance can purchase sovereignty,
as if Greenland were a chess piece
on the board of tweets and tariffs.
We nod politely, pour the coffee,
watch them measure fjords with their eyes,
thinking in votes and press releases,
while we measure time in centuries of ice.
Takeovers may glitter in their imaginations,
but here, the land remembers—
it remembers treaties,
it remembers patience,
and it laughs quietly under the aurora.
So go back, legislators,
to your chambers and your cameras,
we will remain:
not a prize, not a footnote,
but Greenland,
with glaciers that do not bend to ambition.
I am a Democratic Socialist
I believe that the People should rule
I believe that the taxes collected
should be used for each life-saving tool
For nobody gets rich on a island
and it isn’t just fortune or luck
It takes legislative-corporate corruption
it is capitalism, running amok
All those products the billionaires sell us
charging upgrades for every new year
Truth be told, if we just stopped the buying
it is they who would feel all the fear
For the rich only care about money
keeping Office is what Reps fight for
And the taxes we pay keep on feeding
the corruption that always wants more
Observe the rise of the virulent greens' attention demanding; with outbursts obscene' the desire to relegate
All humanity' a great lust to destroy; time proven means, in
A mad push to the bottom fragmentation grows; as order
Is dis-placed chaos is at full throes.' Much sacrifice to
The pagan is now behind closed doors, yet is claimed as
A virtue on legislators floors.? There is exclusion for reason
As false piety soars. Sacriledge now is as our daily bread.'
Most teaching is inverted' any balanced; is almost dead!
War is encouraged. Its seen even as holy? In fact e u
Leaders gather; 'just to thrash (the same old pony) yet the
Winning post, has by now rotted away.' There is much overgrowth and bramble.' For now rules the (no mow May)
What is going to take for our legislators to put in safe gun laws
The ones we have on the books in most states are so deeply flawed
Everyone should have the right to defend their homes
But assault weapons we do not need to own
We will never get all the guns out of the hands of bad actors
But hopefully, we could change the minds of some of our gun backers
Tougher gun laws will never end these mass shootings
What it will do however is lower the number, of which I think we would all salute
A lot of the people who commit these crimes have made threats online
People who monitor these sites need to report these individuals in record time
My heart goes out to everyone who has lost a loved one to gun violence
Think if it was one of our loved ones, how long could we remain in silence
OUR CHOICE
this is the winter of our discontent
the four horsemen ride exultant
slaughter in churches
bombed nurseries
corrupt legislators
pollinators dying for lack of forage
all the sun’s blessings can not
disguise our disintegration
small acts of gentleness
saving horses
and tiny piglets from factory farms
a touch of hands
or smile on the phone
keep the choking smoke away
we are the lucky ones
who see these distant fires
signaling from hill to hill
We should all be most afraid
Since they’ve abolished Roe v. Wade
For legislators won’t be swayed
Despite the nation’s ire.
Women feel we’ve been betrayed
By those whose actions have displayed
A heartlessness that will pervade
With consequences dire.
If attention had been paid
Some reason might have helped persuade
The justices that they have made
A move that will require
An all-out battle, a crusade
Of women who’ll be undismayed
Expressing rage that will not fade,
Our uteri on fire.
Roe, Roe, Roe your boat
Back to every state.
Let the legislators vote;
Wouldn’t that be great?
Rep. Pelosi was the House Speaker
So the GOP hired a streaker
Although she could see
It hung to his knee
Bill's passage appeared to be weaker . . .
"My passion is to see poets' souls, brilliantly on fire!"... .P. Romios.
" Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world!" Percy Bysshe Shelley, romantic poet
Without us being phony politicians mucking about with pants on fire.
We cannot change things without the courage ourselves to see evil, write about it, and see it ends.
The silence is deafening as the media cheers on Communism wearing the deranged mask of Socialism.
One day, we may lose this right to be truthful as poets forever.
Stop hiding behind butterflies and flowers, as none will keep you free.
Patriots will cheer you on, do not worry about those who avoid you."
"A poet’s work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep."
— Salman Rushdie, award-winning writer
2/26/2021
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Due process is never like
Federal Gains and to uphold
Transparency and equity
Is never as sweet as pleasure
Of the gains from constituency
Allocation to tyrants of back
Democracy
I want to be a representative
Of share and keep quiet
To travel with pleasurable
National incentives
I want to be a politician so that
I can sit in the parlour of few
Pot belly and native attire
Wearers who have the guts
To share the unending national
Cake like their family assets
I want to be an honourable
To insure my seeds with
Unquenchable monetary figures
To speak about patriotism
And good legislation
As to win the favour and fingers
Of the electorates with guilty
Singers as my campaign singers
An Incentive to Excel
Written: by Tom Wright
6/24/2018
Employee compensation should be based on merit,
But the slackers among us never want to hear it.
For each has a skill set that we bring to the table,
With an ability to do things that others aren’t able.
All would earn the same if slackers had their druthers,
These slackers at heart ride the coattails of others.
Some do mediocre work while seeking other’s praise,
Like minded grab signs seeking an undeserved raise;
Higher taxes and legalization is the solution of choice,
By caving legislators, whom we’ve entrusted with our voice;
As slackers look around, many troubling things they see,
But think it’s OK, if it doesn’t unfavorably affect me.
Most budgets aren’t infinite and are limited by scope,
An incentive to excel was what gave this employee hope.
My belief is,
Money doesn’t change habits or motivate one to do a good job!
If slackers got the same raise as others, they’d remain slackers, just higher paid.
Never settle for being less than the top guy.
Tom
There's a subversive plot afoot many do not note,
A hidden plan on national scale to manipulate the vote.
American leaders instituted a conspiracy to lie,
Millions lost their right to vote out of the public eye.
After southern reconstruction anti suffrage took its place.
Many didn't realize it was all based on race.
Lawmakers took away prisoners' right to vote,
Convicted blacks denied in the laws they wrote.
A quarter of the world's people jailed are here,
sentenced to the maximum penance.
Legislators intentionally violate minority rights,
every time judges impose their sentence.
America has the world's largest population incarcerated,
Advocates have lobbied passionately but are exasperated.
Six million convicted voters are in play,
Election outcomes could start to sway.
National elections can be won or lost on a percent or two,
Prison votes could effect a difference, even if they're few.
You probably didn't connect prisoners to votes, nor did I
Until I understood the hidden reason why.
If I could wave a wand, this travesty would go away.
But all I can do is tell you and hope for a better day.
Lamp light flickers in the howling wind
In the cove with blizzards cold that stings
Rattling glass and metal house a fragile flame inside
Balanced there on ancient oil
Held by the trapper's nimble fingers
Frozen as they go
Fox pelts are dear
Fetch very little at the trading post
Snow piles higher than prices ever will
The thrill of the hunt is gone
As the game goes on for miles
Legislators took our guns
All weapons banned forever
The only way to catch our prey
Is to strangle them to death with hands
While they lie sleeping
They must lie better than Senators
To pay the price for living
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