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FANTASTIC FOUR
Earth's Super Hero team !
Cream of intellect, power, might and competence.
Hence the members to bring
Mr. Fantastic, Invisible Woman, Human Torch and the Thing !
Mr. Fantastic Ree Richards holding extra tact
to stretch, expand, condense and compact
ultra-thin, ultra- dense, what seems exact,
marvels in cosmic powers.
Susan Storm, the invisible woman
to defeat any mortal character in Universe.
One of the greatest assassin holding potential strength
manipulating invisible force fields.
Human Torch Johnny Storm is an Android, weakest of FF.
capable to surround himself by fire and flames.
Embowered in fiery plasma but his flames not that hot
countered with thunder cap, freeze breath.
Benjamin Jacob known as The Thing turned super strong rock like monster
withstanding extreme temperatures and explosive bombardment
and surviving, being mutated by cosmic radiation,
yet owning a Golden Heart and supreme intelligence.
The FF team work on the theme, defending world
against perilous threats, always banding together.
Avengers FF formed fantastic family with friendly ties
Ree Richards and Sue Storm are husband -wife.
Sue and Johnny are brother and sister
Reed and Benjamin are long time friends till end.
The order from above
in my country
when you are hold up
in the hands of the
law makers
guilty or not guilty
in most case
don't matter
once there is
the order from above
the order from above
in my country
when two hands
becomes one
with the iron lock
banding them both
like a victim
you are not expected
even just to speak
especially when it involves
the order from above
the order from above
in my country
when one is
hold down
beaten blue and black
eyes swollen with
the sight of darkness
by the laws keepers
that never want you
to retaliate or even
has a say to the very
brutality they impose
on you
is a pity you can't do
nothing
absolutely nothing especially
when it involves
the order from above
the order from above
this order has killed
us in high ratios
this order has destroyed
a lot brave one
who truthful stands
for true justice
of the poor masses
who are the innocent
victims of a brutal
regime
this order look like
the orders of the devil
cos it always rains
brutality on our life's
we always have no say
and we are nothing
especially when it involves
the order from above
As I look at the pictures of my unborn son,
I can’t help but feel guilty that I’ll miss his birth.
We have two other children, this is our last one.
I love them all equally, for everything they’re worth.
I’m in the military and have always been prepared
For the chance to serve my country and do my job.
I’ve never left my family, so we’re a little scared.
As we say our goodbyes, we try hard not to sob.
I grab my bags and gear, board the plane, and fly away.
It’s a very long flight, which gives me time to ponder.
As I sit here and think of all the things I wanted to say,
I remember, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
Nobody likes the idea of going off to fight in a war,
But that’s the nature of the world in times like this.
There’s always going to be a good cause to fight for,
Like banding together against bad people that exist.
We battle all day against an enemy that’s got nothing to lose,
Who shoot at us with anger, not caring who they kill.
We fight for everything that’s good because we choose
To help rid the world of evil men and their murderous will.
I’ve missed my family and thought of them every day.
I’ve carried their pictures with me no matter where I’d go.
As I lie here dying, I pray for my wife who’s so far away.
I think about my unborn son and a father he’ll never know.
It’s been years since I’ve passed away and I miss my wife.
From above, I’ve watched my son grow into a fine young man.
He placed a plaque at my grave that was the motto of my life.
This is what he wrote; may it help others to understand.
A Soldier’s duty is to protect the innocent and their rights.
Lady Liberty is our backbone and strength, we fight for her.
”Whether you agree or disagree with the wars we fight,
Since you can use your freedom to protest, thank a Soldier.”*
*Anonymous quote
Two hawks aloft
crows anxious banding together
neighbor comes over to my croft, likes the warm weather, November
a California Christmas and maybe species will migrate to reflect that,
paints watercolor ornaments, gentle Jewish lady
how far from her past is she now? or is she quite aware just not talking
about it now
I wonder what she thinks the solution to Israel-Palestine might be
ask her sitting around the pool next summer
almost always disappointed people haven't given the single state solution
more thought
we discuss Thanksgiving, the cleaning and cooking before and the
cleaning after, then the insane Christmas potlatch
deciduous trees have a special winter beauty, conifers among them.
Trees with their tall reach
And with lofty wisdom teach:
Band in brotherhood,
But what do men learn?
Greed, gather, gain— more to earn,
Needless thence to brood!
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Happenings |13.06.2021|Musings
Poet’s note: If the trees of green dense woods have one thing to teach, it is cooperation and banding together in brotherhood as they themselves seem to do. Yet, what has mankind so far learnt? Not but rat race of competition, come-uppance and destroying the very earth that sustains life. This is why the action plan to reverse global warming is not gathering steam the way it should.
I’m dining with my cousin Giles
Who disclosed he’d terrible piles
He’s wriggly and twitchy
Cos his butt’s so itchy
His visage is sad, there’s no smiles
He’d tried using soft margarine
This process had just made him scream
So he did not linger
With his index finger
But Anusol worked like a dream
I said it was my understanding
That surgeon ‘s do hemorrhoid banding
But if he has it done
Sitting down he may shun
On this subject I won’t be expanding!
Next time I saw my Cousin Giles
They’d successfully removed his piles
So he can sit down
No trace of a frown
And Giles is chock full of smiles
10/09/21
Billy McWhiffy
Billy McWhiffy needed to fart
But there was a lady pushing a cart
Once she’d passed by and he thought he might bust
He readied himself for an almighty gust
But his belly was swollen with gas he’d amassed
And if he let rip, whole towns might be gassed
But he had to let go though he feared for his heart
And worried that farting might tear him apart
So Billy decided he shouldn’t eat beans
As he put rubber bands round the legs of his jeans
He reckoned that this was a wise thing to do
For if he let rip he would probably poo
But banding his jeans meant he had to bend down
And a fart thundered out with an explosive sound
It spattered the horse and the bulletproof vest
Of a mounted policeman who made the arrest
So Billy McWhiffy was slung in the clink
And prisoners gagged at the ungodly stink
And Billy’s new cell-mate started to yell
When putrid brown liquid sploshed all round the cell
The warden rushed in with a whopping great cork
But the ground was so splattered he struggle to walk
The cork had been pulled from a bottle of wine
But it plugged Billy’s butt and it fitted just fine
So Billy McWhiffy kept it inside
‘I’ll never blow raspberries again’
He lied
When up for parole and release was denied
Well, then he let rip... blew the gates open wide
So Billy McWhiffy went on the run
Becoming a legend for using no gun
He’d smother his victims and when he was done
He’d simply say ‘Get out of that one, my son’
Some folks have a stone, a stone for a soul,
A stone for a soul in their mind,
And when they search for their emotional truth
Cold stone is all that they find.
Cold walls, black walls, walls empty of life
Walls void of feelings of hope
These folks use stone walls to hurt, to upset,
They use these stone walls to cope.
And they cope by demanding, taking from others,
Material, time, fun, true wealth,
By raising their voice, and throwing a tantrum
Destroying people’s good, their health.
But there is a solution, a cure for stone that
Turns stone to a get up and go.
And that’s by everyone banding together and
To collectively simply say “No”.
Your word oh God is like unto a lamp
that guides the footsteps of your flock
inscribed upon their hearts like a stamp
and the path of the master they stalk
On the road to Mount Zion they walk
and the gifts they bring you in praise
about their redeemer and King they talk
and his banner is the one that they raise
Their garments resemble the spirit of light
and crowns of radiance upon their head
wield the Word of Truth do they fight
with principalities the earth will shed
Against the rulers of darkness they stand
the fallen sons of God and their wiles
they hold the shield of faith in their hand
to defend against that which defiles
They wrestle not with flesh and blood
against the strongholds of darkness they wield
with the gospel of peace are their feet shod
and the sword of the spirit in the field
They fight against those who mankind would harm
the war is not with weapons of steel
they have gone forth to sound the alarm
to flee from the gods where the fallen do kneel
The knowledge of God teaches love and truth
and tender thoughts of understanding
so many minds acquired hatred in youth
and with the armies of Demons are banding
To understand God his Word you must know
discerning the powers that rule in his stead
the Word who is master the truth will you show
least on the wrong path you be led
The sword of the spirit is the Word of Truth
God does not torture or rape
The Demons are ones who with war do sooth
and the face of this world shape
sources IICor. 10:3-6 Eph. 6:10-17
Mark 13:2 II Tim 3:1-5
Apocalypse 11:18 , chptr 19
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As one from afar, I have watched with compassion
Disaster once more, has come without warning
I gasp, then I cry, yet I'm awed with impressions
How often the spirit, in the most dire conditions
will bring out the best of human reaction.
How hands helping hands, show courage ensued
How hearts heal the bruised, and will calm the confused
Banding together…while helping each another,
is a banner of courage, and will hold you together
..
Grace under fire…. with honor we brand you!
As you raise to the task, with hands of the valiant
Respect you have earned, and the honor you wear
The sun will keep rising….and crown you my heroes
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