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Where to now, uncharted waters,
Two men vying, two men scheming,
Biden gloating, Trump now reeling,
Storm clouds gathering, eyes aloft.
So much anger, consternation,
A million words spewed every day,
Talking heads intent to sway,
Incessant noise drowning our senses.
Gone all reason, truth abated,
Daggers drawn, no time to ponder,
Where is grace, we're left to wonder,
Faint the beacon that shone so bright,
No aim but personal agendas,
Winning the game, no regard to cost,
So much broken, so much lost,
Legacies destroyed, a worthy prize?
Is there hope, slithers of light,
Where discourse and civility prevail,
Or just a forlorn dream, to no avail,
With troughs too deep, waves too rough.
Yet storms pass, the sun burns through,
Foreboding clouds soon dissipate,
Destructive winds gradually abate,
The dawn of hope a promise fresh.
America was born of freedom,
A welcome port, a haven sure,
Ideals the core, intentions pure,
Democracy the linchpin, autocracy despised.
So with heavy heart we bear,
This foisted moment of division,
Holding steadfast for our vision
Of one country united in a dream.
“My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge…”*
Thus was the lamentable protest of the Lord Himself
…against wisdom-deficiency
Caused by truth-rejection, ignorance-reign,
…skepticism-prevalence!!!
Propped with such rally point, here am I with my educator-voice
Protesting against inimical means that hinder every learner’s access
To genuine quality education that fosters love to God and others.
Though I hail every government’s great educational thrust toward
national progress and development
I also bewail any educational system’s “destructive” drive
for global competition, intensifying “survival of the fittest” doctrine
smiting interdependence, drowning collaboration
enslaving others that are weak or incapable intellectually …
Yes, I advocate for free education;
Yet I negate for the abuse of such blessing
through negligence, slothfulness and passivity to study well,
while taking for granted school amenities…
Surely, I vote for education that fights poverty at all phases
But I oppose the use of education funds to champion
the cause of just the elite, depriving the impoverished
to accessible educational resources…
Indeed, I am for education that promotes total well-being
especially the moral-spiritual aspect along faith's enhancement
While I shun education that glorifies self against the Supreme Educator
defying His established order, leading to chaos.
*Hosea 4:6 My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge: because thou hast rejected knowledge, I will also reject thee, that thou shalt be no priest to me: seeing thou hast forgotten the law of thy God, I will also forget thy children.
April 5, 2019
6th place, "Protest poem : A poem with a message" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Stephen Pennell; judged on 4/6/2019.
diamante / quatrain
antagonism
destructive, spiteful
criticizing, annoying, conspiring
enmity, umbrage, / teamwork, accord
bargaining, respecting, bridging
productive, welcome
cooperation
Christ prayed His disciples all would be one;
in the garden, He prayed God's will be done.
Christ prayed for us to live in unity;
on the cross, He prayed for community.
From heav'n, still He sees all from God's right hand
At the throne He still prays for ev'ry man.
His heart repeats, "Forgiven! Sin no more."
Our spirits joined, love opens wide the door.
May 30, 2020
One of my favorite passages (John 17) is where Jesus prayed. He even included those who will believe because of the work of the disciples sharing the gospel. His prayer for unity compels us deeply to put the riots and infighting to rest although injustice has been done.
We are not sea creatures
By Michelle Morris
21/09/2023
Don't be one of the broken ones
Who remain empty shells that echo
The remnants of their humanity
Long forgotten and stripped away
Don't be one of the cruel ones
Who become hard and sharp to the world
The remnants of their kindness
Long forgotten and pierced through the heart
For brokenness can be mended
We just have to keep choosing faith and hope
Hold on to the Light in the Darkness
And choose to heal and grow and fly
For cruelty can be conquered
It's not natural to be destructive
Babies are born with kindness and smiles
They embrace friendship and happiness
Let's not become empty shells
Let's not be hard and sharp
For we are not sea creatures
Living in the cold, dark ocean waters
We are mammals that can do (almost) anything
We are made up from starlight and stardust
We are the best potential in the Universe
We are capable of love and light and balance
Our echoes are meant to be soul vibes
Energetic frequencies of hope and blessings
Our beings are meant to be whole
We are created for magic and mystery
The Dark side of humanhood
Is a series of choices and experiences
But it's (almost) never too late to change
Become the best version of our being
So, please...
Don't be one of the broken ones
Who remain empty shells that echo
The remnants of their humanity
Long forgotten and stripped away
Don't be one of the cruel ones
Who become hard and sharp to the world
The remnants of their kindness
Long forgotten and pierced through the heart
For brokenness can be mended
We just have to keep choosing faith and hope
Hold on to the Light in the Darkness
And choose to heal and grow and fly
For cruelty can be conquered
It's not natural to be destructive
Babies are born with kindness and smiles
They embrace friendship and happiness
Let's not become empty shells
Let's not be hard and sharp
For we are not sea creatures
Living in the cold, dark ocean waters
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Interviewer : The poet
Todays Guest : The wind.
Good morning viewers, this is my guest, the wind. Please offer a warm welcome.
Wind, you have made quite a name for yourself in the media.
Would you agree you have a Bi-Polar personality ?
I am sure I always perform at my best, no matter which polar region I blow.
You have been described as a destructive force, what would you say to that?
Only when affected by nature and her flighty ways of creating warm air currents that rile me. You must admit mostly I am admired for my gentle cooling winds.
There has been bad publicity from firefighters who say you are their worst enemy. How would you respond to this?
Well yes I do help spread fires wonderfully well, and that keeps the firefighters employed.
Ladies wearing dresses and skirts don’t have many good things to say about you.
Ah but for the ladies I can carry their scent for miles. Surely that counts for something.
Is it true that you have been seen in the company of thunderstorms?
Umm well, yes but its purely platonic we are just good friends.
Is there any truth to the rumor that you have accompanied hail on occasions?
Yes another dear friend, although she can be quite cold hearted.
Is the accusation that you are causing a resounding amount of erosion, true?
Umm I find that accusation most incriminating ! The interview is ended.
(Wind wafted away)
Well viewers, it seems the answer to that one is just blowing in the wind.
Thank you and God Bless.
How can one person
Have so much power over another?
A person not even related to you
Becomes closer to you than your own mother?
They have so much power
They can control your moods?
They can change your way of thinking
They can change your attitude.
They can control your inner feelings
They can make you do anything.
They could take to the depths of Hell
Or make your heart sing.
Power like that
Could be so destructive.
Someone had that power over me
& my life was disrupted.
That person had that power over me
& I couldn't resist it.
They took their hold off of me
& quite frankly, I missed it.
They left me broken
They became my desire, my need.
She left me to depend on myself
But I didn't know how to lead.
Her power over me was
Scary & hypnotic.
Now I took back control
That power, she's no longer got it.
I released myself from her
I got my life back.
My heart no longer feels
Like it's under attack.
My heart is once again beating
& everything's perfect.
I often ask myself
Was all this even worth it?
I believe it was
Because I now know what to do.
Never let a person
Ever have that much power over you.
April 23 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 6-8
Key Verse – 2Kings 6:17 And Elisha prayed, and said, LORD, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the LORD opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and, behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha.
HEART THAT BEHOLDS THE MIRACLES OF THE LORD
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against selfish ambition
Toward His sure direction
As He guides our decision and reaction
For us to fulfill His assigned function.
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against destructive idleness
Toward His diligence-earnestness
As He subdues our slothfulness
For us to vanquish laziness.
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against arrogant hypocrisy
Toward His truth’s persistency
As He prevails over our pretense-leniency
For us to overcome laxity with godly fervency.
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against attacking discouragement
Toward His revival’s fulfillment
As He rebukes my fearfulness’ sentiment
For us to win over sin-caused despair of worthless predicament.
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against tempting evil
Toward His holiness’ hill
As He sanctifies our separation from the wiles of the devil
For us to be strong in doing His will.
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against lustful impurity
Toward His purification from iniquity
As He cleanses our souls while we confess with sincerity
For us to live by His Word through His compassionate authority.
Our heart beholds the miracles of the Lord against iniquity’s disgrace
Toward His righteousness while we run the Christian race
As He listens to our prayers with faith’s steadfast pace
For us to exalt His name in our labour, abounding in His work always.
April 23, 2026
" AIR moves and winds forming WIND in different forms creating and controlling complexity
in climate."..... Poet
Wind
Air above Earth creating atmosphere
is invisible
but to be felt as it moves to form wind.
Tempted, teased by temperature of scorching sun heat
air flows in wind .
Weather wanders with ways of wind.
caring, controlling climate.
Wind when weary in slow speed, sad state
become bewildered Breeze bringing break.
Tremendous thrust of wind chasing crowd of clouds
shows source of strong Storm.
Whirling wind with vibrant violent vortex
turns to terrible Tornedo.
Destructive devastating dreadful Cyclone
disperses drowsy dusts drastically.
Its turbulence topples, tumbles tough tall trees.
Cyclone creates crude chaos calling calamity.
Wonderful wind possesses powerful pressure
emitting excellent Energy.
04\25\23
Writing Challenge with Words " W "
Second Place
Contest by Constance La France
Heroes aren't only those who die for a right cause
or for others; not as recognized as themselves,
some seem much stronger than they, who have many friends,
having a certain fortitude to withstand pain, loneliness or loss.
My realization came too late: mum was one of them struggling with life,
holding out her feeble hands to pour out more love, and despite
her acute suffering, she wouldn't stop giving or worrying for us...
her life was almost done and her final reward was certainly Paradise.
If Man was made in God's likeness in heart and mind, surely
I was made in her image: very mellow and refined;
I wouldn't be who I am today...thinking quickly and act deligently,
if she hadn't tought me how friendship and honesty should be utilized!
No, my mom didn't stress on pride, wealth and fame;
to her these things were a destructive fool's game...
she put her emphasis on humbleness, kindness and love,
and her fortitude is the very strength I lean on!
Disappointed Devil - Hood Das Fume And Fret
'Curse darned demon
of that thar
underworld nudged me abet
as a permanent solution
to a temporary problem
i.e. principally no money
and rising debt
not for a long time didst
I feel so distressed didst,
where no amount of
optimism could get
back joie de vivre ebullient elan,
that oft times fines me jet
ting hither and yon, to and fro,
until spent energy met
fatigue, whence sand
man gave his pet
tickle yore sleep inducing
sprinkling granular set
tat heave, albeit
non off fence sieve tet
deep slumber didst
hone like a whet
stone, less drastic alternative versus
welcoming grim reaper, yet
eventually, aye reckon
this human machine
moost give up the ghost
boot not now,
cuz this moment hike ken boast...,
an immediate diminution
of anguish, viz unlike as told
yesterday, the monthly doled
social security automatic direct
electronic deposit extolled
joyus relief, viz checking account
death rattle didst sense a gold
din shimmer and em bold
qua slight monetary profusion
lowering destitution,
asper dearth of monies
allowing ease to un fold,
which severe dire straits rolled
forward respite
with money for nothing
oppressive full (rick kitty)
full Nelson neck
i.e. near choke hold
rejuvenated brittle psyche mold
during self feeling auld
also attendant temp
purred critical pull
away woe decreased yielding
(all "talk" and no action),
following thru with desperate,
sans destructive (irreversible)
actions unable to hold,
metaphorical tiger of despair
by the figurative tail,
where soul of mine
almost got "sold"
for a pittance (NOT penitence)
to the Prada devil
(or similar facsimile thereof)
rational self didst scold
spewing idle "FAKE"
hollw we ning suicidal threats,
not necessarily bold
cuz, this scribe did not write
his last (nor first,
second, third...) will
and testament before death,
would hove found
me stiff and cold.