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In unison they shook their heads and wiped their teary eyes.
None could quite believe the scene and gasped in their surprise.
The gunman broke into the school, releasing all his rage.
The victims of the horrid crime were 5 and 6 in age.
The bodies of the innocent lay silent on the floor.
The blood was splattered all around the windows, desks and floor.
The questions started coming from the people everywhere.
They wanted to have answers as they bowed their heads in prayer.
The answer was quite simple and so many did agree.
The gunman’s easy access to the weapons caused the spree.
The rifle that he had obtained was fit to use in war.
Bullets sprayed in seconds that were made to cause such gore.
Many argue that the answer is to have more guns.
And that is how we can protect our daughters and our sons.
Arm each single person so that they can shoot it out.
The advocates of guns say that is what it’s all about.
But many others do object to more guns in more hands.
For our society must curb the violence in our lands.
Easy access to more guns just feeds the burning flame.
That some have hidden deep inside to kill and hurt and maim.
Written in memory of the innocent victims in Sandy Hook.
Politics, pulling-of-lame-legs game,
To shame the knee-jerk rivals its aim,
An odd set of raiders
All— no team-defenders,
Game lost, and begins a game of blame.
A man in sixties’ a budding youth,
Prejudice passes off as pure truth,
All passion sans reason,
Treason a sole season,
Black seems white, eye for eye, tooth for tooth.
An honest upright bloke’s seldom sought,
But bag-load of deceitful are bought,
Devil's advocates all,
Machiavellian no small,
Nation's name to this lot matters not.
One that fights any length, chair to flip,
A brew of disgrace with foes to sip,
Patriotism to him
A distant way-lost dream,
Man all that till no field, but just reap.
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Keeping in mind the light-weight subject matter of politics, this piece is set in a set of four Limericks.
Reflections | 05.01.2018 |
Human Trafficking detained, seized unlawful acts against one's
will hidden motives, and crimes are worldwide against men, woman
and children. Age, race, religious gender identity, or Nationality
the association is not applicable. Whom human traffickers target
unlawful acts of captivity, restrictions, and dilemmas results are
brutality, scheming, sexual exploitation, organ trades, and forced labor.
Ultimately there are success stories and many survivors are now
advocates helping other human beings.
Those who win the day
are those who choose love
instead of hate.
Rev. Dr. William Barber
Those who exclude victim inclusion
disrupt everyday sanctuary
for addicted bully perpetrators,
not unlike ourselves.
Those who dream sanctuary all FullMoon night
are those who choose uniting integrity
instead of egocentric universal mendacity.
Those who win each Mr. and Ms. Christ day
are those who choose to believe
Christ was Jesus extended family name
instead of Hate,
evangelically disabling anthro-centrism against EarthNature,
fundamental disassociation from messianic eco-restorations
naturally Here as also spiritually Now.
The magic of loving messiahs,
like the enchantment of Christmas,
is deeper LeftBrain learned and taught
as more about being fully present to healthy eco-wealth
To be less about becoming egocentrically full
of sufficient political presents for All.
Those who restore everyday magic
are those who choose MotherEarth Love
instead of negative ultra-violent patriarchal Hate
punishing sins and crimes
vengeance offensives against past envy and revenge
for sins against MotherEarth's
health of Ms. ChristSoul--
Ecopolitically housed through history's sanctuary cathedrals
cooperatively co-governed celebrations
for multicultural green reforesting projects
purposes
plans
procedures
policies
polypathic protests.
Deep learning sanctuaries
are ecologically therapeutic environments
are ecopolitically resilient regenerations
are GreenChrist Mentors
are EcoTherapeutic Bodhisattva Advocates.
Those who win each enchanting everyday
by choosing co-redemptive GreenLove
over demi-urgent fundamental RedHate
against healthy
multicultural
Earth-Boundaried Sanctuary.
Too much enlightenment
with not enough empowerment
depresses me to feel isolated
and surrounded by self-impressed fools,
like me
or against me.
Too much empowerment
with not enough enightenment
anticipates
and advocates
and avidly endorses
narcissistic egocentrism
for my individual self
and
manically unrealistic
anthrosupremacist
Other Otherers
Super Patriarchal-Capitalist powers
against Earth's
and polycultural EarthTribe's resilient
self-organizing
health and wealth care
Long-term
indigenous wisdom potential
for healthiest RightHemisphere
felt co-empathically empowered
and wealthiest LeftHemisphere
verbally enlightened
For great grand future regenerators
of all secular ergodic
sacred synergetic
cooperatively greased relationships
Reducing trauma for squeaky,
curious
compassionate future
multiculturing secular
LeftYang diversity
inter-religious sacred
RightYintegrity
pre/re balancing generations
Of transcendent
co-invested
wealthy and wise storytellers,
co-empathically enlightened;
and cooperatively healthy
ecofeminist
history makers,
impressively co-empowered.
A bridge has been built between the heart and soul
which has become a compulsory one way route
for all emotional functionality to walk through
from the passers-by of feelings to the incredible mobile hormones.
Subjection to this recent development
has created a legal case and caused an internal demonstration.
The heart stands as an advocate for the soul
as it faces a bunch of physiological lords
and representatives of the principalities of doubt
to create the conviction of the acceptance
of this rare engineering in a being so worshipped and adored.
Such a person of whom connection sits on favour and luck
for both of us to stand out from a flock of lovers;
voracious for each other from head to buttock
with a schizophrenic longing all round the clock;
giving the soul a reason to talk and a smooth platform to walk
puts the body in totality into a passionate knock.
Now as gracious and as vulnerable as the duck
but unlimited and confident like the Hawk.
Solid foundation of peace is planted like rock
which is well maintained from an erotic stock
through romantic apparatus fetched bulk after bulk.
Such crossed-match desires create a heat
putting differences to a constant defeat,
producing sweet soul edibles to eat
from wheat to meat, enjoying the feat
is completed as aspirations settle in one seat.
All these occurring over and over again
towards a future so sweet and neat
for doubt and fear to lose this case woefully
from the words of the yearnings of the heart
then in compliance, the ‘yeah’ of the host of feelings have it.
The Lies of Michael Moron
Among the left and the delusional
He is the unsung hero
As long as you don’t fact check
And live in a world called reality
An advocate who lies and twists statistics
I invite the man
Go live in Cuba
With no money
He is a multimillionaire
Pulling the wool over the poor
And uneducated
Need I tell you Moore?
These days we expect politicians to lie and steal
When I see environmentalists and advocates doing far worse
It makes me sick
To think they profiting from slick propaganda's’ tricks
He reminds me of a hybrid of
Trump, Clinton, Suzuki and the preacher
Called Jimmy Baker
A snake oil salesman
Would have higher standards
Notes: He claims Cuba and Canada have better healthcare than the USA, well I invite him, come here, or go to Cuba, with out his millions made from lying and deceiving people, and give that a try. I have been all over all three countries, and let me tell you, he is completely wrong. You have to be delusional to think Cuba has better healthcare, they have trouble feeding their own people, there, and everyone is equal, equally poor that is.
I actually worked with a brain surgeon from Cuba, who, on his vacation drove a taxi to make more money in 2 weeks than he did all year. The stories he told me of shortages and lack of care was horrific.
In Canada, we have free healthcare, except when is not free and you have to pay, oh my, confusing yes? It sure is, yes many services are free, and many are not. However, what is the point of free if the waiting list is 2 years and you will die in 3 months? In some parts of Canada, over 1000 patients leave the emergency rooms of hospitals a day, because of the waiting times. A boy with a finger cut off waits 18 hours to see a doctor. And on and on I could go.
Once upon eternal time,
all philosophers
and theologians
and ecologists,
published and unpublished,
credentialed and indigenous,
elders and children
and all ages in-between,
alive and dead
and all health indicators in-between,
got together
to sort out our competitive win/lose mess
of competing theories
about just what is this elephant
star of our BigTent historic stage.
Some,
especially straight men of color,
but many others as well,
argued the head of this fascist elephant
is racism.
Others,
especially straight white women,
and their feminist allies,
argued the head of this pathological creature
is patriarchalism.
Others,
especially LGBTQ wo/men,
and their straight allies,
were sure this fascist elephant head
is homophobic sexism.
Others,
especially positive psychologists
and communication system theorists,
encouraged more resonant dialogue
about how this fascist elephant
is led by either/or deductive
reductive left-brain cultural dominance.
Others,
especially social psychologists,
whole system thinkers,
eco-political pathologists,
permaculture ZeroZone restorative healers,
advocates for restorative justice for global peace,
cooperative economic ecologists,
WholeEarth systemic theologians
advocated multicultural co-mentoring
non-violent communication
to better see and hear
heal and not punish,
feel and think
with full mindbody intelligence
about how this fascist elephant
of Western hemisphere dominant capitalism
win/lose favors egocentric monoculturalism
elitism
narcissism
ethnocentrism
anthropocentrism
through metaphoric polypaths
dreaming
streaming
scheming all of the above.
**Every House Holds a Story**
Every house conveys a story,
Each narrative unfolds layers of history.
Years of unspoken truths can influence our future,
Regardless of how carefully they are hidden.
Unlike the enigmatic identity of the Mona Lisa,
Some tales may be wiser, left unvoiced.
Within each home, there can linger unhealed heartache.
Every room serves as a subtle reminder of the past.
Once a heart is broken, the healing journey can be arduous.
Misinformation and concealed truths can foster a persistent sense of unease.
We all desire representation in our government,
A voice that advocates for our interests.
However, the onus for change rests with us,
Love is ultimate, but with you it was fatal.
I had lots of laughter not until I said “I love you too!”.
Number two was my certified location
b’cos I’ve always reverenced you so high
at the topmost of priorities.
Your gladness was much more than my enjoyment,
it germinated into compulsory duties I had to perform.
My pride became your belt and my shame, your underpants.
The definition of me translated to the adoration of you.
I worry to give us a balance
but you hurry to topple the equilibrium.
My life, a spreadsheet of your errands,
subjecting my feelings into a standby
to suit your taste and exhausting comfort.
But one day!
The slightest of contact with an acid
will change the litmus colour
and a continuous debt by a tenant
will abruptly render him homeless.
Your oil is used up, the engine is knocked
and the lamp has gone dark.
A heart so tender, you deserve not.
Arms once warm have been frozen to rigor motes.
My back is turned towards you
and that beauty, you’ll never see again.
Go and taste the seedlings of the city’s daughters
and the well sauced soups of its young maidens.
I’m no longer yours even if nature advocates for mercy.
Consider my sweetness and calm now as stones
mixed in dough, baked and served with vinegar.
You proclaim “I’m now a completely changed man”,
I believe you, but for the next girl.
Know this Mr. Irresistible guy,
even if you’re the last birth of all men
I’ll never again present my affections for your selfish trade.
Goodbye my past lover, I sincerely wish you well.