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The time has come to damp down gridlock and polarization
For the country's citizenry to treat each other with basic decency
To stop resorting, at the slightest offence, to righteous indignation
The time has come...
The time has come to stop shouting and screaming, to restore civility
To stop finger-pointing accusations and character assassination
To stop the invective, the slander, the libel, and to act with dignity
The time has come...
For leaders to get off their soapboxes, to cease the endless bloviation
Not to promise 'free everything,' to promote fiscal prudence, feasibility
To acknowledge the populace's apathy, to lift the veil of total frustration
The time has come...
FOR IX : EMIGRATING FRIEND
Fly lightly IX within Merlin’s wings
may your Mohican pony-tail
grow thick and strong
may Africa kiss America
with gentle sensation long
may salty breath of Cape Town
mingle with New York ~
may clear sub-atomic particles
continue to dance in humble service
with harmonious Awareness
may two crows and all Duality
dissolve into Unity
via your Trinity
We release you into
Big Apple arms beguiling
knowing you will not be
swallowed at an unknown core
as dual citizenry is but a feeble
stop to Total Dissolution’s door
the Truth is IX
your disposition is
Pure and your belonging
is everywhere
sure
Canada Day, July 1st
Let us stand this 1st of July
And sing O Canada in salutation
And salute the Maple Leaf waving
In the sky above our nation.
Let us conciliate accord peacefully,
Where diversity is enlightenment
For the citizenry of our country,
In proud affirmation to be Canadian.
As we celebrate our anniversary
And reflect on our heritage and legacy,
We honour both the fallen and living
For their sacrifices to keep us free.
Victorious and proudly displayed,
That flag in the wind symbolizes unity
For a nation encompassed by three oceans and two borders:
Stays Canada, our home and native land.
I suppose the inventor of the wheel will ever remain a mystery,
A nameless face lost forever in the abyss of ancient history.
Was it a man or woman? This we will never know.
No matter who it was I'd like to postulate my theory though!
Woman from the time of Eve was, it seems, dealt a losing hand,
Facing misery under mans' thumb, acquiescing to his every demand.
Man had his sport hunting with rock, club, arrow and bow,
Piling mastodon meat and other game upon her back bent low!
One day she mused, "Ugh! I've had enough of this silly guff!"
So a woman it was who invented the wheel to carry all that stuff!
This novel idea made life easier for everyone concerned.
Man mused, "I need to find other things to pester her, by durned!"
The oldest known wheel it seems was made in Mesopotamia,
And I reckon among the citizenry caused sensational mania!
Everyone just had to have their own set of "wheels", as it were.
The sale of this unique commodity outsold frankincense and myrrh!
Now many macho guys will claim that I have betrayed their gender,
By suggesting that woman was the inventor and that to them I pander.
But we are grateful to the originator, whether it be a him or her,
As we whizz along the highway on our radials at seventy miles per!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Heroes are masked, monosyllabic but super.
The rat gangs obviously
are bad news and apparently
loose and reprehensible,
most are irredeemably dead-eyed.
It's on!
Action demands reaction,
busters need something to bust.
Make-believe peddles a glossy fantasy
until reality accommodates,
comes true
arrives not in good and bad costumes
but anonymously in SUV's, stolen bikes,
and highjacked Lincolns.
It goes on…
Momma bears are aroused,
sports fans are inflamed
creeps challenge, rob and mob.
A citizenry cowers then
strikes back with headlines.
It's most definitely on.
News flash -- it's over,
the good guys are back watching TV,
the delinquents and sociopath's
are out on no-bail,
the jail is a refuge for non-combatants.
On and off mostly.
Not long ago we were all masked
and suspected everyone,
but now
no one is guilty until freed -
all of us bleed.
Back on... it's Back On!
What are they thinking! How can this be?
Our southern border- unguarded and free.
"Come one, come all," he approvingly says-
This- from the mouth of our now US Pres!
We'll provide you with money, bus tickets too-
and even airplanes to transport you to
one of our States, whereby you can enroll
for benefits paid- through taxpayer toll.
No testing for Covid or any disease;
just pass through quickly, we're here to appease!
No checking arrests, convictions- once jailed;
with us, you start fresh- bad incidents, veiled.
What are they thinking? This just isn't right-
hundreds of migrants sneak in day and night;
some bringing drugs, others committing crimes-
causing huge problems and uncertain times.
What are they thinking? How can this be?
To this plan- most citizens will disagree-
pushed to the back seat with this insane rule-
making each patriot feel like a fool.
Perhaps it's the votes that they're looking for?
Dangle the prizes- and see ballots soar
to cinch the elections coming this year?
Is this what they're thinking? Oh, such a fear!!
Great were the good days when immigrants came-
helped build our nation with pride and acclaim;
followed the process- gained citizenry;
loved being part of their newfound country.
April 8, 2022
~4th Place~
Contest: U Choose Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
Theme Chosen: Open Borders
Judged: May 4, 2022
Special Action Force, “By Skills and Virtue, We Triumph”....
Hail to you heroes who fought until their last breath!
No fear to face the awaiting door of death.
As you defend and secure our Motherland especially the youth.
At the hour of battle field you gave your best,
As you tactically crawled only to range the said target.
Mike 1, Bingo! Mission accomplished you eliminate the terrorist.
You save not only the innocent citizenry but the whole state.
But at the time of extraction, treacherous rebels pop-out,
From nowhere they came to destroy you mercilessly.
Quite heartbreaking that reinforcement you shout!
But nobody came as you expected them desperately.
We are not callous how you feel that very tragic moment,
When everyone of you is running out of bullet...
When each of you wanted to hear the voices of your love ones in your lowest...
When you brave troopers stand still even blood spurting out and you just fight!
You are but the true heroes that will never been forgotten,
The warriors of elite force that every Filipino now proven.
Betrayal is such a torment, but SAF Family will tactfully proceed,
Because you fallen 44 heroes deserved JUSTICE in the end.
A special breed of men like you will never just die nor fade away,
But like a TAGALIGTAS logo you will be a world significant.
Indeed, you just leave a good trace in the Philippine history,
Salute to all of you fallen 44 SAF heroes and to all full blooded SAF!
MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU!!!
AWWWOOOOOOOOOAAAHHH!!!
Today a white dove flew across a dimming sun.
As it gently descends below the horizon
I gazed down below from my Apartment.
And I see people up and about their businesses.
Only a few months earlier,
The space below my apartment was empty, no voices, no cheers.
An ultra-thin piece of non-living matter
Shut the world down, without weapons-
No guns, no bombs not even arrows
Yet the world stood still.
A reality that was neither phony nor funny!
And suddenly, gone were the days when we could sit across each other at work.
Or share a cold beer at the pub, or travel at will.
Our lives became regimented, we sit in front of computers all day.
And connect across continents at the click of a button.
We suddenly learnt to adapt to a new world order-
Virtual, eerie yet calm but somewhat discomforting
Masterminded and dictated to us by an ultra-thin piece of non-living matter!
It is now over 365 days since the virus tried to shut us down.
Many lives have been loss, families mourning.
National economies have suffered with damming consequences for the citizenry.
Yet the world remained resilient, like the great rock of Gibraltar.
We may have buckled but we stood tall, united and strong.
From the United Kingdom to Nigeria
Across the Americas, down to the Zulu Kingdom of Southern Africa
We stayed strong and stable.
And fought for our freedom!
And I can see that freedom is close.
Even though the ultra-thin piece of non-living matter continues to-
Raise its ugly head across different regions on our planet.
But resilient we are, and we will continue to be!
So, today, as I gazed down below from my Apartment.
And I saw people up and about their businesses.
I knew for sure- we would all smile together again.
From a place of love, peace, contentment and most of all victory
Against an invisible enemy that threatened our entire existence
Hopefully, we would have learned the lessons and be battle ready for future invasions!!!
The subject matter seems in short
supply.?
Here i'll offer some ideas for
just
why.? In decades not so long gone.'
There was a type of life.' Many
dreamed and acted upon
This fact.' A fact is an in-ailianable
componant of history.' This i
point out to
Maybe ideal-illogical rich
billionaires.? So these other
people not as rich.' Were yet invested in many ways that made things tick..
There were traits like
Civic and neighbouhood pride..Tried and tested friendship; mateship maternal love
Also good paternal values were highly esteemed,
there was no real wish into dystopia to slide..Now to the pittance that these folk strove for.! A stable life, a paid off mortgage..All with dedication and struggle
That is for sure.' And this was passed
along, with leisure; sports
games pub gatherings; weddings and many
Other frames.'
The safety valves that were released once
And again ' so not for billions a base existed that had home values, aspirations
Also were almost of no limit.' Now such a focused citizenry who played to the rules ( oh wow oh gee )
they produced the premium 'fodder for war' they were in sync
With the system..It was well.? their oyster and you could serve them raw. Yet through
The decades all was stripped away.' And
then came 'the con-vid scam' very sad but hey..Subjected to planned
genocide tested
Herded..Locked inside.' and further to all this the blatant aim to remove their modest
Motivational norms.' A safe dry roof over their heads, a chance for sport, a time to wed' no hope for the
young no place for the old.' And the promise they would
Be robbed of land and gold.' And the loopy
Billionairs are surprised.? When willing armies do not arise.' Apart from armies of un-verfied aliens moving in..I think the billionairs should think again.' Or maybe they just don't do joined up.? One exoression explains it all they have ( stuffed it all up.)
Afar from Galilee out of the city of Nazareth traveled Joseph and Mary
Behooving the call of Caesar Augustus’ census decree for the citizenry
Complying did they for the fulfillment of a prophecy held as mystery
David’s City, Bethlehem, headed they for Joseph was of David’s ancestry.
Expectant steward father and obedient chosen mother journeyed together
Faithfully following God’s will, cognizant of His protection and power
Giving themselves to His leading until they were ushered to a manger
“His will be done,” they both expressed for the birth of the Deliverer.
“Immanuel – God with us, His name would truly mean,” Joseph professed
“Jesus should He be called as told by the angel,” Mary confessed
“King of kings” the Son of the highest by whom mankind will be blessed
“Love of God Bearer” He be since He will save those from sin oppressed.
Miraculous indeed! Jesus’ birth brought to the world wonderful changes
Night so dark became a glorious event transcending throughout all ages
Overwhelmed was Bethlehem with divine iridescence as spoken by the sages
“Peace on earth, Hosanna in the highest,” angels heralded upon the ranges.
Quickening hope-rays moved the shepherds into a quivering
Redemption they saw while their vision was illumined by God’s working
“Saviour, Christ the Lord is born,” heard they from hosts of angels singing
Tidings of joy, love, and peace reached them, Messiah’s incarnation testifying.
United in spirit, the shepherds worshiped the new born King with sincerity
Verily their hearts were filled with awe in exalting God’s Son in His humanity
Wrapped in swaddling cloth was he, laid in bed of hay, showing His humility.
Xenial to their guests, the blessed family welcomed the wise men who came
with jubilation
Yearning to magnify His name, they offered presents: gold, frankincense,
myrrh midst adoration
Zestfully grateful to the Almighty for His gift, eternal life of assured and
victorious salvation.
December 18, 2021
Honorable Mention, "Nativity New Poems" Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 1/18/2022.