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"There lies a sleeping giant.
Let him sleep! For when he wakes,
he will shake the world." — Napoleon

I stood in Tianjin,
where giants placed their footsteps
upon the soil of China.
Xi welcomed Putin, Modi followed,
and I knew the prophecy had stirred.

The wind shifts,
slowly, silently,
from West to East.
Pressure creates diamonds, they say,
and the tariffs of Trump—
once meant as shackles—
now forge an unbreakable chain:
India, China, Russia.
The reaction cannot be undone.

I heard Modi whisper to Xi:
"The Dragon and the Elephant
can walk together."
But I asked myself,
from the cloud where I observed:
what of borders,
those invisible scars on maps?
Will they heal,
or bleed again?

Money is power—
and China holds that power.
I see India drifting Eastward,
Russia anchoring its flank,
while the old empire of the West
grows weary,
its voice trembling,
its shadow long but fading.

By 2030, the earth will tilt.
The balance of power,
no longer one pole
but many.
For the first time,
the so-called “Third World”
will inherit the stage of history.

To those who have eyes,
let them see.
To those with ears,
let them hear.
The outcome is written,
not in ink,
but in fire and steel.

And I—
a lone observer
standing on the springboard of events—
can only whisper:
history is sorrow,
yet sorrow is prophecy fulfilled.


Premium Member Justice

Justice is fair
Justice is, well, just
Just the facts
Just what is needed 
Needed to assign punishment 
Needed to enforce the law. 
Law of the land 
Law and order 
Order of business 
Order to restore 
Restore societal wrongs
Restore balance of power 
Power to make a difference 
Power to effect change 
Change in government 
Change in society 
Society united
Society rebuilt 
Rebuilt to prosper 
Rebuilt for the common good 
Good from bad
Good policing
Policing is lackluster
Policing is corrupt 
Corrupt nowadays 
Corrupt and violent 
Violent against minorities.  
Violent arrests 
Arrests without just cause 
Arrests for crimes
Crimes of the petty kind 
Crimes quite serious
Serious police reform needed 
Serious injustice 
Injustice anywhere
Injustice everywhere 
Everywhere one looks
Everywhere in America
America, my beloved country 
America has a problem 
Problem with gun violence 
Problem with racism
Racism against minorities
Racism and anti-Semitism
Anti-Semitism is on the rise, 
Anti-Semitism needs to stop.  
Stop the madness! 
Stop the mistreatment!
Madness 
Mistreatment
Form: Blitz

Premium Member Changing Direction of Time Arrow

In time arrow’s one way course the winds of change blow,  
wafting from the fading end to an unknown another new,
the thrust of transformation they get from the power 
the spurt of  history gives that goes on increasing ever.

The direction toward the world order received from 
the compass of current events can’t ever be altered, 
the intent it inscribes on the social landscape page, 
the crafty world leaders design, is difficult to change. 

Mankind strives to shed the unwanted old grimes,
like the autumn dry leaves the wind sweeps away,
bury under the sand layers of senile forgotten time,
but they rise in new forms in authoritarian regimes.

Indomitable spirit emerges from the debris of history, 
new generations of belief and value emanate strong,
like escalating momentum of human rights paradigm
that’ll succeed if ever it can defy the vested interests.
,
The time arrow strikes hard with manipulated wrath,
transforms fast and invariably the vulnerable core 
of the traditional society proud of integrity and unity,
imperceptibly into one of intolerance and hostility.

The conventional concept of herd living in free world
changes to isolationism with disintegrated families,
evolving into self-destructive fragile breed, collapsing
under psychic stress of changing times of uncertainty.

If the maneuvered course of post-cold war geopolitics
demolishes the critical balance of power and authority,
weaker nations will turn into mute and powerless pawns
in the game of chess, its rule devised by new world order.

___________________

April 20, 2022
Contest : New World Order
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori

Premium Member Apex?

When an apex predator behaves unnaturally
The balance of power becomes upsetting
The scale is not just immeasurable
It's behaving dysfunctionally

Reason is cast aside
When sides are paramount
Differences mounting to the sky
Becoming mountainous, unassailable

  Forgetting we rose from the ooze
  We didn't choose what was discarded
  But it was nature made that choice for us
  And not something lightly regarded

The borders crossed were nature's own
And no one owned what was provided
No one claimed as theirs alone
What only nature has decided

What's unbecoming to presume
Has become our nature to resume
Some think that challenging is treason
And choosing sides is tantamount to reason

	Ignoring what has led us here
	In willful ignorance compounded
	Compounding what leads only to fear
	And thoughts of our ascent unfounded

Premium Member Chinese Checkers

I ain't surprised by anything I hear on the news nowadays!
The way the gov'mint is bein' run just leaves me in a daze!
This mornin' I heard another of Obama's schemes has gone sour!
Seems that this lulu will add more to China's balance of power!

His stim-scheme gave millions to the A123 Systems Company in Michigan,
To make batteries for hybrid autos - his much-touted transportation plan!
He boasted to workers that this would fuel the economy for years to come,
Yet, it seems the place has gone south and its operations will succumb!

'Tis well-known that we are in hock to the Chinese for a ton of bucks,
And here is the irony of the sorry scheme and a most important crux;
China is buying the place with our money - the whole kit and caboodle!
American taxpayers are left holding the bag - not worth a Chinese noodle!

You won't find this story on MSNBC, CNN or CBS - only on Fox News!
Other media will support Barak no matter what, spewing their biased views!
Hey!  That's our hard-earned tax money you're blowin' Barak Hussein!
Are you gonna cut your wasteful spendin'?  We're waitin' for you to explain!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Soul Stance River - 35

Damn it!
Crouching low on the ridge with Joseph and Rubin we see
that twenty horses or more are grazing with a group of Indians in the valley,
through the telescope two things are clear
the Indians are young Blackfeet braves
and they appear to be watching a curiosity in the same area that Drouillard is hunting in,
the battle sheilds on their horses have the fire arrow emblem of the Blackfeet,
there can be no doubt that more of them are in the vicinity
and Clark is at least 100 miles away on the Missouri,
the decision is simple in it's danger
we must ride down there before they attack Drouillard,
maybe a friendly meeting can be achieved,

Entering the open pasture on horseback
the three of us look like river bandits in a sunburned style,
their is a discernible panic amongst the Braves
as we approach them steady as a drumbeat
I get off my horse cool as Sunday news and walk a few yards with our flag in hand,
one of the youths breaks away towards me on his uncertain colt
I stand undaunted by the act of bravado and he steers the animal back to his posse,
Rubin and Joseph know what's up
and life and death have their breeze upon us,
respect introduces itself and brash violence is subdued by handshakes,
as evening invites the pipe, together we camp
the four of us, the eight of them,
we discuss the shifting balance of power on the Plains,
I inform them that there is a new eagle named America
and it will look over this territory with strength and justice,
they tell us about the English intrusion into the area, how furs are traded for guns and liquor, 
these young Blackfeet don't seemed chagrined by the thunder of change,

J.A.B.
Form: Epic

Premium Member In All Fairness

"In all fairness, all votes must be counted." It is in order to guarantee the correct electoral college votes are as accurate as possible. And that each presidential candidate receives the proper number of allotted votes per state. In all fairness, even votes for Senators may need to be recounted.  This general rule of thumb especially applies in the battle ground states.

Because we want the correct amount of senators and balance of power allotted. The last time I checked, it was a fifty fifty split between Democrats and Republicans.  If Joe Biden does remain our next president, and Kamila Harris becomes his vice president? She will determine the final senatorial vote in the event of a tie vote. 

Likewise, if by some miracle or act of God, President Donald Trump serves a second term of office? Vice President Pence would choose the deciding vote. We need to pray the correct candidates are the ones that are ultimately elected. These unalienable facts remains true, even though we personally did not vote for them ourselves.  God sets up rulers and removes them from office according to His divine will and plan for mankind.

Even though Democrats lost about five seats and Republicans gained a few seats, it is apparent the Democrats will retain majority over the House. However their margin will become slightly reduced. 

This I firmly believe will help provide a necessary check and balance system. Both parties are vital in the preservation of the balance of political power.  However, they need a mutual meeting of the minds, whenever possible. In order to serve the American public who voted them into office in the first place.

May the best men and the best women ultimately become elected to the highest  political offices in our beloved country. "God bless America land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her..." Happy Veterans Day may we never forget both your service and both your dedications to our country! 

Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
November 11, 2020
Roxy Lea 1

balance of power

the balance of power

When Kennedy lit Nikita's cigar 
no one said
Nikita, smoking is not a good thing for you
America could not accept a foreign power
so close to the American shore 
and quite rightly so 
Russia did the right thing and pulled out 
Nikita noticed the young president's hands
trembled and smiled
yes, it had been a hard call 
both men respected each other
Today in Ukraine, the situation is the same
but America's leaders show no concern
damaged is done to Russia 
not understanding her new leader
will not back down 
the reason is vanity and pride from 
 America's side
by calling out Putin's bluff 
we will live to see 
world war 3
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Just When I Thought Common Sense Was a Myth

I was beginning to think I had been dreaming all these years,
And thoughts of common sense being anything other than a myth,
Would only only end in tears,
With anger becoming harder to suppress.

I was wrong,
Common sense can still be found,
And we should burst into song,
Every time we find it still makes a sound,
That proves us wrong,
And that our eyes and ears are sound.

I just read that an 11 year old ,
Was given a lawn mower,
In a move that was quite bold,
It was not a toy and could cut grass with power.

And best of all there seemed to be no-one around,
To say he was too young,
Or he might end up hospital bound,
And his parents were with no fine stung,
With not 1 bureaucrat making any audible sound.

So, for tonight at least,
My thoughts can be less sour,
As I pray that common sense is more than a blast from the past,
And has returned to restore the balance of power.
Form: Didactic

Premium Member Quatrains of Hibernal 2020

Quatrains of Hibernal 2020
By David J Walker
I
The hibernal task of passing a year of Retributions
Scribes of the Anno Mundi  write in prose of those who are left behind
Those who did not believe the mask and the lambs' blood
Were one and the same
II
The solution was said to be written on a paper ballot 
And the change in the balance of power 
would bear salvation to a 
nation still  divided by dry ideas
III
The joy of the seasons  were seen, if at all, 
In a black and white rendering 
Of the world with faint memory of 
Any other color
IV
The end, of course
Would not be the end
But the beginning of an undetermined 
Measure of recovery
Form: Quatrain

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