Long Commissioner Poems
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He's a common man
A man on a mission
Not to cause commotion
But to give liberation
He lives a simple life
Because he got integrity
Fighting against principality
Even when he owns no property.
He's a common man
He's always teaching not preaching
Saying man is the life of lives
Unity is not uniformity
We all got our paths
The reason we emerge
Striving and thriving until we depart.
He's a common man
The commissioner of good vibes
Never take bribes
Even if you're his tribe
He's no that type
This is not a hype
He always says;
Variety is the spice of life
Don't you ever disparage anyone.
In Classical Antiquity, “Cornucopia” means plenty,
A symbol of abundance, nourishment overflowing;
That was my Mother, a Cornucopia for many,
In her lifetime of service to others, without crowing.
Evelyn was many things, but "Master Chef" by definition,
The magical commissioner of a welcoming kitchen;
Where small talk ensued, as heat was applied,
Every recipe and dish, using taste as her guide.
Location mattered not, twas her home or yours,
Or a campsite somewhere, Mother loved the outdoors;
And the tools of her trade, simply counted far less
Than the magic she used, to sooth and to bless.
Like Christ on that hillside multiplying fishes and loaves,
She defied earthly science, mouths fed by the droves;
In volumes that satisfied even neighbors, and friends,
Our pets also royalty, their palates too cleansed.
Between meals our long table, was always reset,
Place settings in waiting, cleansed and well prepped;
‘Cornucopia’ describes best, our dear precious Mother,
Prepping meals now in Glory, for our loving Heavenly Father.
APoem For ANZAC Day
25 April 2015
One hundred years on and
Old enemies are now friends
So often the way of the world
After conflicts ends.
And that War
To End All Wars
Just laid the foundations
For so many more.
From Suvla Bay to Basra,
To our modern days,
The world remains ruled by
Ever more aggressive ways.
Do the shades of the fallen
From a Valhalla somewhere
Look at the turning world
And sigh with despair.
Was their sacrifice wasted:
Were any lessons learned;
Did the people benefit
From any victory earned.
Do they draw the curtains
Shut out the view
Very little changes
Very little is new.
One hundred years further on
A very different where and when
May greet those restless shades
With curtains drawn back again:
A new world maybe emerged
With conflicts all long done,
That War To End All wars
Having finally been won.
I hasd the honour of reading this to the congregation at the ANZAC Day Rembrance Service in Hull 2015. The Australian High Commissioner and a Senior AAF were in attendance. It was written fr the occasion
The EU Commissioner to do with competition,
Ruled against Apple’s avoidance of Euro tax,
By homing itself in southern Ireland, evasion,
Where it doesn’t pay tax in a double Irish fax.
One ramification of Brexit is that the good EU,
Will be looking in this divorce proceedings interim,
At other filters of finance for its adhesive glue,
At other ways to support its productions and vim.
The thing is, I expected this rational reflection,
For some time, since the many shamed the greats,
When in 2015 Amazon was sought for collection,
Along with Google and Starbucks, at the gates.
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Late one night, Batman said to Robin,
"To the Batpole, my head is throbbin'."
It was going on three,
Interrupted with tea,
All Alfred saw was Rob's head bobbin'.
Then Batman told Batgirl, "Drop on by."
Eager to please, didn't bat an eye.
And just like the Joker,
Proceeded to poker,
Leaving poor Robin to choke and DIE!
The Penguin, Catwoman, and Riddler,
Now accompanied by a fiddler.
The Commissioner read,
"Our poor Robin is dead,"
But Batman continued to diddler.
Robin's kin wired Ennard McFlivey,
His firm was hired for Leonard Spivey.
Justice now would prevail,
Batman, now out on bail,
Caught a bad case of Poison Ivy.
The line "Looks like a good night to fly"
last words of a Reddit user's great-uncle referred to as Gillybilly
Gillybilly's great-uncle was a Navy pilot in WW II who flew jets for 30 years
I've been behind bars for way too long
each time a prison warden sings that same old song,
"When you've done your time Bub we will release yous"
I'd shuffle my cards then let them fall, hadn't I paid my dues?
They called it psychosis, a personality disorder that distorts reality
it seems to me I have been in here for Oh! a mere eternity!
"Unable to understand his wrongful actions, cuff those guys!" they said,
I replied, "Its a good day to die" in my killer clown's disguise
When the Commissioner said, " go ahead release him " to the guards
I washed my face, combed my hair, and played my last trump card
Sitting on the grass watching the last shards of light, I was glad I didn't die
I came to realize that I was now alone, ... "Looks like a good day to fly"
I whispered to a bat as he soared hard and fast against the sky,
"Looks like a good night to fly," and then I began to cry !
Terror has returned to the heart of Gotham City
Commissioner Gordon’s task sure isn’t pretty
Penguin, the Joker and Riddler are back on the scene
Stirring terror in our hearts, they sure are so mean
Wearing his mask and cape is our hero Bruce Wayne
With Batman around we hope peace will reign
Driving at the speed of light, you can hear the tyres squeal
When Batman is behind the wheel of the ‘Batmobile’
Batman doesn’t possess specific super powers
But he outwits the villains for many hours
Working together with is his faithful sidekick Robin
ZAP! KAPOW! Soon the villain’s heads are throbbing
Above the city buildings way up high
The Batman spotlight illuminates the sky
With the criminals locked up in jail, their job is done
They return to the ‘Batcave’ after a successful outcome
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Batman and Robin adventure
Beyond Gotham itself
Hound Bus journey
Batmobile left in the Batcave
Venturing to Chicago where villains roam
Fighting crime
Bringing justice from slime
The Joker up to his crime laughter
Stealing expensive jewelry worth millions from the AJ Glistening Company
Batman theory to trap the Joker in the act
Drop him off in the Justice track
Hound bus highway schedule acceleration
Upon arrival, Batman and Robin have been briefed in the Joker’s raid by the Chicago Police Commissioner, Rodney Smith
Off to the Bat Cycle supplied by the Chicago Police Department
Back of the alley of AJ Glistening Building, Batman and Robin arrive and start climbing and see Joker and his gang attempting to heist the jewelry from the safe
Unknowingly to the Joker, the Dynamic Duo lurking with watchful eyes ready to make their move
The Dynamic Duo make their entrance by smashing through the window
Robin shouts, “Up the river you are going Joker”
The fight erupts on both sides of Justice and Evil
Pow, Boom, Smash and Crash
Joker tries to dash, but Batman throws some knock out gas, and Joker succumbs and faints
Joker crime days cut off
Chicago Police arrive
The Dynamic Duo head for the Chicago Greyhound Terminal
Hound ward bound for Gotham
Batman and Robin battle crime no matter where it is or rises.
I wonder which big man miss his flight because we all know that's the only time it matters in this country .... only when the problem knocks on the big man's door a report is needed.
42 dead in 7 days,
where's the report on that ... 6 a day ... no report necessary there?
The dead have no voice to speak.
It's not the big man son, it's just my brother that died ... we know no one so no report is needed.
I guess the big man miss his flight and miss a couple thousand dollars so a report is needed ...Seriously...there is no price on a life.
My brother doesn't count?
Miss Joyce one daughter nuh matter? Their lifeless bodies on ice ... why don't we see a report ...we don't count?
The only time it matters is when the big man is affected.
Must I block the streets just for someone to hear my cry for justice?
A traffic build-up has more importance than a man's life... really!
A because mi poor and uneducated? The big man misses his flight and it's the end time... A report is needed....where is the justice here ...where is my report on crime.
I sit and watch while the minister and commissioner cuss and fight over who's wrong or right and the country is still counting bodies. I guess 6 a day don't matter, it doesn't affect the big man how ironic is that.
Where is my report on crime?
Mi black and poor so my life doesn't matter so no report will come.
You politicians stop using crime as a political coin , telling us you can fix it
You and I know you don't have the will , you just need my vote to get in Jamaica house..after that ...That's it .
The only voice you hear is Mr. Big man...his report is there
Until the big man cries until he's affected that's the only time I will see a report on crime.