Long Appropriation Poems
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How dim memories can slip away.
The decades of life highlighted in our thoughts
Sifting through the large colander
Of daily happenstance.
Leaving very few past images that can bring us gentle peace.
Only special celebrations can we access.
Moments of a wedding day
The first child's birth
So many firsts
are sealed away and hopefully stored
Safely within our minds.
A child's birth,
A newborn's first cry.
There are so many firsts that jumble and crumble
Seeking a place on memories first call.
We seek to remember everything every day.
A beloved Christmas
A happy birthday
The anticipation of all life ahead.
Blend into the years that are the journey of life.
We are distressed when the memory has faded and gone
Into the dark recesses of thoughts that are stored
Away from our recall, away from our grasp.
We vaguely remember these lost treasured images, but
The shadow of the joy felt remains.
It seems such a cruel joke of our creator's design,
As our memories slip past us when we are old
And life becomes quiet and we are alone.
No one seeks our company.
Our time is now empty and devoid
of the busy appropriation
life once threw our way.
Confused, we seek affirmation
That our time was well spent.
Successfully, with purpose and honor.
And painfully grieve
That memories vanish like smoke in the wind.
Grieve not these years of quiet and rest.
Wrap yourself in the warm shawl of abiding.
Believe and rejoice.
Your mansion awaits.
Built by the crowns you have won
Your race is not over
It has just begun.
Mary Kate Marozas
October 16, 2021
If I could sing a song of furtherance,
There would be a score and a door;
Demonstration would exemplify,
What we learn and store.
Appropriation would be reason,
And rationality would be king,
People-centred values would eschew,
Those bad characters who writhe and sin.
The road to freedom would be broad,
Paved with happiness and concern,
And justice would always return,
That which you deserved, did earn.
There would be a Named Person,
For every child in every family,
Who saw growth as a societal thing,
And not as a household anomaly.
Liberty would be understood,
To have come from the two world wars,
And information and data would be accessible:
Some personal, to others it would so have bars.
School assemblies would be humanistic,
Promoting people-centred values;
Love would be the foundation,
Of differently able equals.
Free speech would uphold the many,
Who unquestioned identities would scratch,
And valour would also be defined as,
That one-another acceptance match.
Evolution would offer hope and respect,
Set our friendships and kind way;
And all society would accommodate,
The progressive changes of the day.
Humanity Upon the Falling
Catastrophic predictions for humanities future
Another universal wound that needs an international suture
A forced appropriation into sacred laws and culture
A non linear approach to living by an exhibitionist social vulture
Wondering through the alleyways of regret, loss and fear
Meandering through a lonely day I’d prefer to forget through all the tears
Pandering to an overt display of the signs of decay formed over the years
Gandering at an intelligent play of counteroffensives that draw the enemy near
Culminations of interstellar events that illuminate the sky
Promulgations of technology filled with cement as they play with concept and design
Insubordination at the elements of counterfeit disguise
Unco-ordination of the prevalent response to human rights upon demise
Distinct notions of postulations on beauty and manifestation
The precinct motions for consultations while refuting the observations
As instinctual devotions summon the sun, sky and oceans while computing the conversations
And intrinsic commotions of the expression of emotions form while convoluting their invocations
Exploitation of a man’s political ideals
Importations of a lands empirical repeals
Considerations as he stands for unequivocal honesty in what he reveals
Commiserations as she commands her right to inadmissible evidence in the face of extremist zeal
Fortitude when considering the future of the human race
A child exudes the embodiment of heavenly dispensations of grace
A mild interlude of admonishment as they misinterpret the expression on your face
A wild vicissitude of capital punishment that needs legislation to replace
Fine tunes of personal exaltation as radiance falls from the distant sun
High moods of verse and imitation as recompense overshadows all the fun
Shy exudes of terse limitations as malcontents mellow out the place of number one
Why be so rude to visitations as many circumvent homeostasis as the humans discharge their guns
Copywrite Elizabeth Moroz 2023
The End
...It was only two days later
when the local catholic high school
was told their team name, the ‘Crusaders,’
was insensitive and uncool.
Protestors showed up to bellow slurs,
and get all up in the kids’ face,
the media scoffed and insulted
the children and their competing faith.
It was about this time that I
began to notice a trend,
these people all seemed to be leftist,
and were miserable to no end.
Their reactions weren’t disagreements,
they were rabid cries of “Heresy!”
no longer could they understand
deviations from their beliefs.
And like every True Believer
they thought they were doing God’s work,
their God was the state, above all else,
and all must now obey his words!
This all seemed very odd to me,
didn’t they once preach tolerance?
And now they destroy the different,
how the hell does that make any sense?
How does a person go from free speech
to banning any words they don’t like?
How do you scream “appropriation,”
when you once said,”Learn from that tribe?”
What comes next, a scarlet ‘R,’
to represent their favorite slur,
an ‘S’ if you don’t bow to women,
an ‘F’ if you refuse their words?
Or maybe they’ll give yellow stars
to all who refuse to comply,
making it easier to find us
when they decide that we should die.
I guess you can’t be a democrat
ff you believe in freedom or fun,
don’t you know they know what’s best for you?
America’s new Puritans.
...you know what, screw 'em! A feminist, a Muslim, and a bisexual midget walk into a bar...
John Quincy Adams, our Sixth President,
to meet with Mole People, planned a descent
down to the center of Earth where they stayed.
Left office too soon...expedition not made.
January 23, 2019
For: Educate Me With Humor - Leader Clerihew Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
"John Quincy Adams (1767-1848) American diplomat and
Sixth President of the United States of America 1825-1829.
No doubt U.S. presidents use their position of power to do
some strange things, but John Quincy Adams just may win
the award for the weirdest appropriation of tax dollars.
Believe it or not, John Quincy Adams, our Sixth President,
authorized an expedition to the center of the Earth to search
for the mole people who he believed inhabited the bowels
of the planet."
Link: https://historydaily.org/the-president-and-the-mole-people
They say your color defines you,
that it is your identity,
that pigment must determine what
it is that you choose to believe.
You are no individual,
just lumped in arbitrary groups,
if you don’t buy what they’re selling
then the bastards come after you.
You’re an Uncle Tom, a Twinkie,
an Apple or a Coconut,
tou’re a sell-out or a traitor,
to be hated no matter what.
You’ve never been human to them,
just a vote for which they pay,
if you want a meaningful life
then it’s time to walk away.
They say that gender is all fluid,
that there are no women or men,
yet still insist all ‘real’ females
are gonna have to vote for them.
They declare that reality
is what they’re ‘feeling’ in their hearts,
that you can be a manly man
even if you’re lacking the parts.
To say that youe real gender
might influence how you think
will fill them full of rage and get
you fired within a blink.
Despite thousands of millennia,
the truth of it they cannot say,
if you would see things as they are
then you have got to walk away.
They sat that we need tolerance,
to appreciate differences,
by the way they act I wonder
if they even know what that is.
Borrow from another culture
and they cry ‘appropriation!’
Forgetting that we’ve always thrived
on free assimilation.
And God forbid you win power
and they suffer a defeat,
they cry ‘fascist,’ put on black masks,
then assault people in the street.
Elections, see, are only cool
if it’s their side that wins the day.
Should you believe that people rule
then you are bound to walk away.
They sat that it is quite alright
to dictate what’s ‘hateful’ speech,
forgetting that hard arguments
can enlighten folks, and teach.
They always come after your guns,
saying it is for your own good,
leaving free folk vulnerable
to all tyrants, thugs, and hoods.
They say that all religions are
superstitious and absurd
but never will dare to blaspheme
all their hallowed leftist words.
They paint a smile on their lips
to hide just how much they hate,
and if you would live a moral life
then it’s time you walk away.
SECOND THOUGHTS
comprehensive
yet
idiosyncratic
souvenirs
with unfailingly
interesting
but insular
an artefact
so
intricate
& exquisite
perfect&
precise
a miniaturism
palm-sized
auspicious
an
appropriation
with
appreciation of
reality
almost
revelatory
that breathes
& transforms
novelty
into
a reality
so
comprehensive &
often
charmingly
decorative
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Mary and Joseph fairly did it,
That night when they each gave,
Everything to the other,
In energetic zealous rave.
Heaven and earth co-aligned,
Stars shone just on them,
Nature whispered unabashed,
As their voice was of 1000 men.
Morality and good were with themselves,
Unmarried yet with child,
But they knew their baby’s genotype,
His personality, meek and mild.
In fear of reputations pull,
They adjoined him with God, the divine,
And accosted the shepherds interest:
The people, the folks on the vine.
There had been predicted,
By the world’s predictive prophets,
A saviour by name of Jesus Christ,
In etymology’s linguistic minuets.
This man was to be the saviour,
Of the then known world from doctors,
Who only treated the rich and not,
Those who to them were doctor callers.
The baby’s name was already up for question,
And Joseph had complete discernment,
There was a census of the population,
Which Joseph completed with endearment.
There was no god to whisper a name,
His parents had to decide on his needs,
They had to determine the appropriation,
Of the prophesies and the creeds.
So they maybe called him Jesus Christ,
As false as false could be,
And that he became such bold and true,
Is due to his own credibility.
Although in life he may have been confused,
About his birth name from Mary’s heart,
He had twelve close friends and brothers,
Who helped his career start.
These disciples were to me colleagues,
Of the man who could heal,
And for a first mover in equal care,
Twelve is a respectable peal.
So Jesus became Jesus Christ,
By his own work and thought,
And to know this is to have
Knowledge of history taught.
This historical Jesus makes most sense,
Navigates literature’s demands,
Gives interpretation its true space,
And issues no religious commands.
Understanding the Jesus meme,
Depends on reading about the child,
Accepting his parents circumstances,
Forming the context of the ancient world.
Since industrialization there’s been agitation frustration palpitation trepidation vociferation
And unequivocal asseveration in favour of our planet’s welfare glorification and protection
Premeditated or not, the results on the planet are nothing short of brutalization and martyrization
Damage is irreversible and orchestrated with acceleration towards matricide and genocide no question
Axiomatic domination exploitation contamination violation decimation decapitation
Take their toll from appropriation to deforestation, amputating earth’s lungs without arbitration
Patronizing politicians greedy for ovations ignore aggravation assassination brutification asphyxiation
Not fooling anyone with altruistic motives of lavishing ones with undue admiration and accreditation
We’re beyond allegations and accusations of criminal irresponsible desensitization and legitimation
Way beyond denials repudiation vacillation and claiming a convocation for immediate restoration
The truth is we’re an actualized and glorified civilization cohabitating with vegetation and crustacean
We claim to have more intelligence yet all we show is irreverence greed alienation and agglomeration
The truth is the damage humans have created in the last hundred years amounts to irreparable laceration
Optimists say it’s not too late to opt for self-preservation with inspiration adaptation and indoctrination…
AP: 1st place 2022
Submitted on March 26, 2018 for contest TRIPLE A CHALLENGE sponsored by ROBERT HAIGH - RANKED 8TH
Horton Sphere Amendment ACT of 2077
Space Law Junkie Reported for The
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