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All for the black liquid underground
Stealing riches fact to face
An elitist group of people
an illumatti condemns a nation falsely
without just cause or evidence
to back up actions or such vile deeds
against another race
Now for me that shades the colour
Shadows of their rotting souls hidden agendas
sending the rest of the world into chaos
creating hate and sickness when poverty stikes
speaks volumes to one's heart and soul
a disgrace to modern day democracy
going backwards
Shame on your war and genocide inflicted
Pride based on space filled with filthy lies
Sending hundreds of thousands to death
deceiving people in this modern day
Hitlers with blood on their hands
Justice has not been served
as the shoe is on the wrong foot
Bogus trials executing witnesses
Aired as snuff videos
A hanging barbaric truth
for a world to see the demon at work
Soldiers torturing prisoners and Rape
The break down of law and order in peace
They who should be prosecuted
under high treason nothing less
Facing the severest penalty
of this world and it's many lands
Countless women and children
have died at your ugly hands
Pride people of this modern world
see your weakness and beast
As suffering is continuing to grow
Envy and greed drives that engine
God is not your ambassador
Peace and love is truly understanding
When the good speak ugly about the bad
In looking upon abominations carried out
Has death come for everyone?
One minute your here the next your gone.
We don't know in who death abides
Stranger, friend, or family member is
Where he hides.
Pull in your welcome mat Don't let them
Inside.
This is our reality.
Death will devour
In misery from a virus that is a mystery.
We don't know our hour
Forget the grass plot your burial you have
Lost
At no cost.
Who would of thought
That this year would be fraught
With death all around.
Yet, I am thankful for those on the rebound
Who are home bound.
To rest
And hopefully feeling blest
For death they did cheat.
Please, stay off the street.
To everyone I say this is our
Metamorphosis
Our genesis
So don't be remiss.
Our lives are a gift.
Even though for now it seems we have
Been set adrift.
Enjoy the sounds of the whip-poor-will
Nature gives us a renewed will.
Listen to music
And look for life's magic.
Right now we seem fragile
This is only for a little while.
Enjoy what God has designed
It is to remind
Us that he has created everything
That people have been altering.
Think
As you stand by your sink.
You have been given a chance
To do your own dance
In your own paradise.
Please, take some advice
Do more than exist.
Sure life is full of twists
This is where you can show your light
Shine it bright.
Don't be a hypocrite.
Make it exquisite.
Believe me I care.
I say this prayer
Let me be an ambassador
Of faith, love, and hope
For
People in life to cope.
Sometimes God will send people in your way
to either perk you up
wake you up from your stupor
or just pull you in the mood
My supervisor was just walking by
and all he said was "jingle bell, jingle bell"
and I felt myself lift up and finally in the Christmas mood
Did someone ever perk you up
do something for you that you feel like
you have been touched by God himself?
That is what it feels like
All he did was singing
- the innocent act of kindness
Bet he doesn't even know
Yet God used it to reach deep down in someone's inside
and made a permanent mark
Yes God will do that
So just live
Carry on
And be innocent as you can be
And be unreserved as you can let
Don't hold back
Let it all out
Be a cheerleader of the world
Be the ambassador
Be the magic keeper
Life is all - for you and for me
Let your spirit shine
Will you?
Somewhere
or Maybe Far Away Further Still
Come home my friend,
you have been gone too long.
You went without me,
adventuring places,
I can not go.
I need to be there.
I need to make sure,
things go well.
Who will lose your passport?
Who will send our luggage to the wrong place?
Who will get us arrested?
Surely,
You will be bored?
I, on the other hand am still here,
thinking of all that we could do....
If I;
talked to the ambassador just one more time,
if they will let me in,
and later if they will let me out.
If I;
called the local paper, and the international magazines,
to let them know crazy has come to visit,
authors on the loose,
wild imaginations let go,
without hope of recapture.
Would they send the guards?
Would they send the lolly?
Would they think we are crazy and forget about...
the American dolly(ies),
as they are to square, and round for spaces,
considered proper in the London Court.
Instead back to Australia to the OUT Back...
they would scream and we would go,
not for the first time,
not for the last,
but...
again.
All cakes should be topped with pink roses... pretty and perfect.
The kind they serve at Tea Parties, on special occasions.
That means every time, as times with friends are always special.
If I had seven days,
I'd feed the hungry...
give milk formulas
to the needy mothers
of the suckling babies
who can't be breast-fed;
what a big smile I'd put
on every infant's face!
And from within, I'd certainly
feel a joy never experienced before!
I wouldn't stop there,
I'd continue searching for them...
for those children who ask for bread,
and a bottle of spring water...
if I were the Pope, I'd sell all the gold
in Vatican City and make them full,
hoping that others will follow his example!
Why do they have to die uselessly;
has society turned away
from human compassion?
If I had seven days
to do as I please, I would be
an ambassador for peace,
stop the violence which causes wars
by asking nations to come together and negotiate...
I would be much delighted to see them shake hands!
Some will listen, some will not
and despite their negative reaction,
I will try to convince them with an imposing voice
that they will be sorry for the destruction which will come!
treasures of beauty
positive thoughts inspired
like sun's rays at dawn
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© Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 5/18/09
All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Senior Advisor, to Founder of Motivational Strips
Ambassador De Literature
Noble Star of Literature 2018
Living Legend of the 21st Century
Pentasiv B World Friendship Poetry Featured Poet 2019
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.
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The Pelican
such a comical clown
A stranger bird
I’ve yet to have found
The longest beak
The largest mouth
Though not too many
Here to be found
St James’ Park London
Where a trio can be seen
A gift from Russia in 1664
And over the years
there have been forty more
The resident trio named
Isla
Tiffany
and Gargi
Have now been joined by
Sun
Moon
and Star
at 2.30 daily fed fresh roach and whiting
a sight not to miss ~ a sight so exciting…
But care must be taken
No feeding allowed
I once saw a lady ignoring this rule
As he opened his beak
Thought her arm was his treat
All her shouting and screaming
No damage was done
So he made his retreat
To find somewhere to eat
And when fully sated
In the sunshine would sleep
Written 22nd February 2021
Great White Pelicans are huge birds that you really don’t want to get too close to, and their numbers have recently doubled in St James’s Park, London
Fortunately, from just three to six — and the new arrivals all came from Prague Zoo. The pelicans – named Sun, Moon and Star – arrived in the park towards the end of May 2019, but have been hidden from public view whilst they acclimatised to their new surroundings. They’ve now been released to join the three resident pelicans – Isla, Tiffany and Gargi.
Pelicans have been a feature of St James’s Park since 1664 when the Russian Ambassador presented them to King Charles II. Since then over 40 pelicans have made St James’s Park, one of London’s eight Royal Parks, their home. The flock are fed their fresh fish, roach and whiting, at 2.30pm everyday by the wildlife officer. They are also quite partial to pigeons.
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Walking before the King
Asking for him to show me his way
Questions in the sky answers in my heart
Love is the truth that reveals Hope never dies
Lights guide my feet toward the hill
Mountains crumble death takes a sleep
Hades must now go away for all time
Love lights my days and guides my steps
Washed in Blood of The King of King Jesus you planned my life for me
Unknown I was that you are my best friend and dearest Pal
We worked in the dark fashioned shadows into webs uniting all the world
Love Agape inside all creation You created me from before I was born You planned me out
Joy and Love and Faith in Your Truth to walk with purpose now as you have designed
Every time America rules against Israel disaster has struck
And by occurring every single time this is not just dumb luck
In "91" when against Israel as in land for peace G. W. Bush would resort
The largest ever reported Atlantic waves crashed into his home in Kennebunkport
Then back in "92" again trying but now back in Washington D.C.
The worst U.S. disaster ever Hurricane Andrew caused millions to flee
In "94" Clinton was meeting Assad(Syria) in again trying to make Israel break
Within 24 hours the second worst U.S. disaster a major Southern Cal 6.9 quake
Remember "99" in D.C. Clinton and Arafat were to declare a Muslim state
Well a 315 mph super tornado in the Midwest would make that declaration wait
Also in "99" when fifteen West Bank Israeli's residents were forcibly evicted
Within 24 hours the fifth largest 7.1 quake shaking the Mid West was depicted
On 9/11 do you know what our U.N. Ambassador had planned for 11a.m. that day
To present the final proposal of a Palestinian State as Israel We again tried to betray
These are but a few of the hundreds of examples in what the continual U.S. anti Israeli policy has sought
Just in "Obama Pledges Declaration Of Palestinian State In 2014" ...what now shall be wrought
“…when power narrows the areas of man’s
concern, poetry reminds him of the richness
and diversity of his existence…”
—John F. Kennedy
Medieval misery crushing citizens;
Shackled: grueling, clanging, negativity
Middle Passage past, plaguing, yet frightens;
Intense insanity—gangs captivity!
Draining dreams and desires from hearts—slashed:
Ancestral destruction, devastating;
Bones protruding from ribs, weakening—lashed;
Sight yet sickening, distraught, disgusting!
Will God speak in molding humanity?
Will His divine grace cleanse such evil souls?
Self posed dictators, fool’s insanity
Greed in governing—crushing others’ souls!
Where art thou, Master of the Universe?
Hold not thy hands while the poor suffer worst!
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© Joseph, 10/1/08
© All Rights Reserved
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Semi finalist contestant
292 out of 887 submissions
June 1, 2009 International Contest
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.
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