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I am just getting started to venture…
… feasting sumptuously, satiating my cravings midst well-being’s fullness
... feeding the malnourished kids toward physical and mental footsteps
… featuring myself along my twelve-month color scheme of saintly fashion
… flying over Mt. Everest, then trek at its pinnacle with my gratitude flag
… freeing all biblically righteous activists, accused as religious fugitives
... fostering abandoned special children in our orphanage to adopt them finally
… fathoming futility’s frame against frustration-fall
… fleeing to family’s joyous bondings around blessings’ flow
… fulfilling my own desires, defying folly’s flair
… firing-up my heart’s fixations…
Fueled by God, I thank Him for putting in me reverential fear* so by faith freely I follow Him willingly along holiness-bliss of fervency’s fortitude.
*Psalm 111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endureth for ever.
September 24, 2019
(Free verse incorporating alliteration and list forms)
In the land of sunshine and sandy shores,
Where palm trees sway and seagulls soar,
There lies a state with a troubled past,
A place where prejudice was cast.
Florida, a jewel in the Southern crown,
But beneath its beauty, a darkness found.
For in its history, we see the stain,
Of racist policies that caused such pain.
From days of old, when slavery reigned,
To Jim Crow laws, where justice was strained,
Florida's path was marred by discrimination,
A legacy that still plagues the nation.
In days gone by, black lives oppressed,
Segregation ruled, hearts filled with unrest.
Unequal treatment, separate but not equal,
Florida's policies fueled racial upheaval.
From the orange groves to the Everglades,
Through cities bustling with diverse parades,
Discrimination hid in plain sight,
Affecting lives both day and night.
In education, disparities did grow,
Unequal funding dealt a mighty blow.
Separate schools, a glaring divide,
Opportunities stolen, dreams denied.
Voting rights, a battleground fought,
Suppression tactics, freedom sought.
Through poll taxes and literacy tests,
Black voices silenced, rights suppressed.
Even now, the echoes still ring,
In policies that hinder and stifle the wings,
Of communities marginalized, left behind,
As Florida's racist history continues to bind.
But let us not forget the strength and fight,
Of those who rose up, demanding what's right.
From the heroes of the civil rights days,
To activists now, changing the ways.
Florida, it's time to break the chains,
To rewrite the story, where justice reigns.
To dismantle systems that perpetuate hate,
And build a future where all can relate.
Let us strive for equality and unity,
In a state known for its sunny serenity.
May Florida rise, a beacon of light,
Where love and respect always take flight.
For the power lies within our hands,
To transform the present, shape new lands.
Let's learn from the past, break free from despair,
And create a Florida that's truly fair.
President Joseph Biden signing Juneteenth Bill
*
I
want to
wish you a
Happy Birthday
In less than two years
you ended the war in Afghanistan.
Substantial military aid for Ukraine,
Stimulus Package American Rescue Act,
Funding the Police—The Investment to Protect
and Reform Act-budget plan increases cementing
his party’s turn away from the anti-police rhetoric and policies
lawmakers and activists embraced after the murder of George Floyd
two years ago. Biden’s first two years, among the most productive
of any president in the past half
century.
Thank
you!
We are Nasty Women
When we hear haughtiness, we name it
When we see bullying, we blame it
We are Nasty Women
We do not daintily defer
For selfish whims of a saboteur
We will not walk three steps behind
We will not sheathe our sharpened minds
We are logic's clear eloquence
We are unyielding consequence
We are Nasty Women
We are out of many, one
We are the soldiers of every war
We are astronauts and commodores
We are the activists of plundered Earth
We are the executives who expect our worth
We are the advocates of facts, unsuppressed
As we walk the corridors of Congress
And we are far from done.
6/06/19
Poem of the Day
June 8th, 2019
Solidarity is forever
Solidarity is forever
Solidarity is forever
We shall always fight for our right
What a great chorus they always sing!
Yet in their hearts
Their belly they tend to save
Not for those they guise to help
If not, Aluta wouldn't have been to 'pot' the belly
While we all praise them for the work being done
Hoping to have a turn around for the best
But our trust they laid in the mud
Our hope for a great leadership
Is daily calved In our greed
They know this at every close of a tenure
And in need to continue
They come in their solidarity to tell us yet another lies
And bless our gluttons
In repetition of one agenda in different tones
Who have we offended
And is not ready to forgive?
In case you know the person, beckon
That we may atone forthe wrongs and be set free
This in no way has gone deep
That our youths are not different
Threats and killing all the way
Even to lead the SUG or faculty
What hope do we have
If the youths are not different from them?
Righteous leadership is not in their watch
But looting is their focus
Even the so called Activists are worse more than an infidel
How awesome is the end of the greedy?
They fade away like fat
While their memories have no value
Remember the Nigerian leaders
How awesome is the end of the selfless
They never fade away
As their memories cut across generations
Hope you remember Abraham.
Aluta continua
Victoria ascerta!
Paul and Lydia Marino were ambushed.
While paying respects to their son.
Even a place of final rest isn't safe anymore.
The killer was BLACK; the elderly couple were WHITE.
That's why it moved at the speed of light...
to the back of the news breadline.
BLACK on WHITE crime doesn't sell well,
Ratings won't pop as it does for a poor BLACK man
Paul and Lidia couldn't breathe either.
Where is the outrage?
Where are the civil rights activists?
Where are those two rabid reverends?
Why do we not ever call BLACK-on-WHITE crime
a hate crime?
Nobody is taking banners to the streets
for Paul and Lidia.
Nobody is breathing for them.
Somebody must breathe for them.
Toss kindling atop this stack of complacency.
Rest in peace, Paul and Lidia Marino.
Killed by a Black racist in a veterans' cemetery.
Autumn though of herself as a kind soul,
and she took great pride in her compassion,
she believed things could be made perfect,
and her voting reflected this fashion.
She was to see that the wealth was shared,
and that people were nice in their words,
since so few out there ever recognized
how what they said could offend and disturb.
If folks would only learn some basic tact
then everything would run more smoothly,
and she was so glad to help elect leaders
who would take a strong stand against ‘hate speech.’
One day she saw on social media
a report about a conspiracy man
who liked to breath fire when he spoke his mind,
so the tech giants all had him banned.
But she didn’t think that much about it,
she’d never liked that fellow anyway,
so she shrugged it off as unimportant,
and mindlessly went about her day.
A month later she saw some new footage
of men’s right activists under attack,
for trying to change the family courts
they were set upon by hoodlums in black.
But Autumn did not care much for their cause,
opposing women was beyond the pale,
why listen to fools who had never been told
that the future ‘belonged to females?’
A year after that a church made the news
when it refused to marry two men,
the pastor tried to explain his reasons,
but ‘Anti-fascists’ just threw rocks at him.
Autumn just shook her head at the scene,
had not the pastor heard of the new laws?
Who was he to claim that he knew the truth?
To exclude folks on the word of his ‘God?’
Three months later, in campaign season,
a brash man roused the crowds with his rants,
said all sorts of things she found horrible,
it was really getting out of hand.
And when the networks block out all his ads,
and refused to cover his rallies,
Autumn felt that peace had been restored,
there were ‘standards’ to democracy.
Then a year later a new judge declared
that ‘hateful words’ were not protected,
Autumn was glad, progress would be made!
She eagerly waited for what lay ahead…
Over the next two years many people
ran afoul of this new ‘moral code,’
it started with fines, then came prison time,
hundreds, then thousands, to the jails did go.
Autumn started to feel a bit uneasy
at all the chaos that it had caused,
but every change came with some trial,
and those people had broken the laws...
CONCLUDES IN PART II.
A mob of angry activists
go and deface a public street,
they painted that ‘Black Lives Matter,’
and the mayor said,”That’s fine with me.’
But when someone spoke of baby lives
they would not let them have their say,
when some sought to say ‘Blue Lives Matter,’
the authorities dragged them away.
They’re supposed to serve rights equally,
but only will if you are their thrall,
if it weren’t for double standards
The left would have no standards at all.
Another group of rioters
decided they’re going to trespass,
throw rocks, pull guns, threaten the home,
so the owner arms up mighty fast.
Confronts them with a gun in hand,
to protect his life and his home,
as the law of his state permits,
a well-known and established fact.
Then corrupt D.A.s go charge him,
not the thugs who sought their downfall,
if it weren’t for double standards
the left would have no standards at all.
Then there are the ‘protestors’ themselves
in the midst of a pandemic,
a cess-pool for disease to spread,
but lefty mayors are just fine with it!
As if having a left-wing cause
grants someone an immunity,
we can’t go to churches or school,
but these bastards can riot free?
If you try to counter-protest
they blame you for not heeding their call,
if it weren’t for double standards
the left would have no standards at all.
And I don’t think we can forget
what happened back at Charlottesville,
when the media crowed for weeks
after a young leftist was killed.
But at least thirty people now
dave been killed by the rioters,
Driven by extremist Marxists,
yet the media seems undisturbed.
It fits not the lefty narrative,
so media seems no need to bawl,
if it weren’t for double standards
the left would have no standards at all.
When ANTIFA attacks people’s cars
they get mad when those folks drive through,
when others were dragged out and beaten,
quite openly and in plain view.
They get mad at the fact that these
rioters were declared terrorists,
yet ignore their cities burning down,
they allow these crimes to persist.
Won’t do the jobs they swore to do,
effective action they just stall,
their power means more than your lives,
the left has no standards at all.
Nightmares, jungles, blood on hands
Unjust war in distant lands
Scars that no one else can see
Memories doing battle with his sanity
Off to war, a rich man’s fool
Rich man’s son was off to school
Some came home in boxes, statistics mount
Media smiles announcing body count
Working man’s sons without a voice
Off to war without a choice
Coming home to hate, the fire fanned
Misdirected Anger in his native land
Dismayed with the war, activists groups
Pointing blame at the drafted troops
So many dead through the bloody nights
Protecting rubber trees and oil rights
After the storm, there was no calm
Soldiers coming home from Vietnam.
Dedicate to Vietnam vets who served valiantly,
unappreciated at home
I might have once lived
on a planet
in an actively green multiculture
of Holistic-Organic Nature/Spirits
Green
spiritual
ecofeminist climate activists
were at least equal to natural
red-blooded
egopatriarchal
monoculturing swelling sticks
thinking in Lose/Lose nihilistic
ecopolitics,
white privileged preferring
straight male trucker dialects
feeling more orthodox and safe
than furry dark panthers
listening with deep baritone passions
While sinking within
capital
unnaturalistic Win/Lose
old school Theory
of MonoCapitalistic Patriarchal Evolution
As if Earth were created
by a fascist monotheistic patriotic nationalist
and, of course, a courageous champion
of competitive win/lose rights
to choose "later" on the Climate-Loser side,
straight white western male monocultural
disempowering rationalizations
for supporting further dominant Trumpian vintage.
Short term capital LeftBrain losses
deferred on out
into also now even longer
long
long longing terms
with degenerative ecopolitical climate trends,
Like borrowing
on our children's evaporated corporate
win/lose capital-industrial-militarization
lose/lose anthro/theo/eco/ego/bio/neuro/zero energy
future naturally degenerative
spirit restoring justice
seeking historic win/win amends
We might once again live
on a planet
with an actively green multiculture
democratically formed
of Holistic-Organic Nature/Spirits
Living on
and with
cooperatively-owned
communion win/win properties
of multicultural mediation
through full-six sensory
non-violently felt communication
non-pungent
non-nasty tasting
non-aggressive touch
sound
voices inside and/or outside
with 20/20 health-revolutionary foresight.