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Where’s the Poetry…
by Odin Roark
Where’s the poetry
In out of touch politicians
Finding nothing their derelict conscience
Can address?
Where’s the poetry
In a homeless family
Through no fault of their own
Must endure cold
Hunger
Rejection
Vilification by the ignorant?
And lest we forget
Where’s the poetry
In the sadness of an abandoned pet
Filling alleys
Vacant lots
Fields
Drain ditches
While former owners
Party
Or perhaps just refuse
To maintain the responsibility
Fulfilling their obligation as a pet owner?
Where’s the poetry
In a new year so full of misery
For the underpaid
The discriminated against
Recipients of hatred
Compassion-void observers
Where’s the poetry
In sadness
So dense
There’s no room
For light to reach it
To give a poet images
To exercise some sympathy
Empathy
Perhaps
Even some tangible help?
Words can help heal
If they can be seen
Heard
Read
So I ask you
Where’s the poetry
In a country whose back is turned?
JOURNEY
I’m approaching seventy next month,
I can say my life journey is not an easy one.
However, I can declare that I did not astray
doing destructive behaviors to keep on going.
I pretty much stayed grounded, principled;
but with some kind of rebelliousness and
hard headedness that did not affect others,
except yours truly having hard circumstances.
With my life’s difficulties also came blessings.
I am blessed with life for I was a blue baby,
not breathing when I was born at home with
no incubator; but an intellectual midwife.
She recommended that I breathe the steam of
eucalyptus leaves continuously for thirty days.
I did survive, although given by my mother
without my father’s knowledge to her sister.
Not only did she give me, she was indifferent
to me that made me questioned life, love,
family and discerned in early age, life is unfair.
Yet, I was blessed with my aunt’s true love.
Too many adversities I had to go through in my
married life, an early marriage ending abruptly
with an abusive husband and another marriage
for many years that ended because of alcoholism.
Becoming a single parent and supporting my
children on my own and running the household.
I do consider myself a blessed woman and very
grateful having my children and raising them.
I was discriminated at work for being a woman,
my race and having English as my second language.
I was blessed with tenacity, perseverance and
intelligence to develop skills and gain knowledge.
I had struggled many times in my life journey
and I found when I resist, the harder the struggle
and when I accept, the calmer life gets and the
more appreciative I become and see my blessings.
9/11/21 "J" Contest, New of Old Poetry
Constance La France
It has been a challenging road. I have had a very troubled life. My recovery has been well worth the fight
to be free from mental Illness. I have put more work in my recovery than I have put in anything else in my entire life.
How I recovered was a day by day process, lots of positive self-talk, journaling, Transitions support groups It's a tremendous support to be able to go to a support group and to relate and share
with others about issues without feeling discriminated against. One on one time with the greatest case-manager I have ever had. To be able to talk and share myself with this individual and receive
nothing but love, praise, thoughtfulness and the most professional worker I have had.
She has tremendous faith in my abilities and to hear compliments from her every time she sees me melts my heart.
Through this whole recovery journey I developed a stronger relationship with GOD that I never thought was possible.
My LORD and SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST is the reason I'm still alive to tell my story
When the police came with clubs, dogs, and fire hoses, the non-violent protesters did not blame the American flag. When protesters were beaten, jailed, and some killed, they did not blame the American flag. When many were sent off to fight for the rights of others but not their own, they did not blame the American flag. When in uniform, they were treated as second-class citizens far from home, they did not blame the American flag. When their own country discriminated and demeaned them on foreign soil, they did not blame the American flag.
When on bended knees, believing in country, church, and God, against what seemed to be impossible odds, they fought for justice through the courts and the halls of Congress and won many incredible battles.
From the segregated schools and the cotton fields of the deep south, I saw the non-violent protesters and freedom riders. They took the blows and stood tall; from the dogs, they withstood the mauls and realized that hatred and racism were the cause. Yes, this baby boomer observed it all, but I do not recall that they blamed the American flag.
01132018 PS PH FB
Wasn't going to sit in the back
because she was black no more
wanted to sit in the front
like whites and that's for sure
as being in the same row (forget 'Jim Crow')
in fact her constitutional right
made them equal but frowned upon
looked down on by the white
while heading home after school
Claudette Colvin (born 1939) was on her way
from segregated Booker T. Washington High
March 2nd 1955 an auspicious day
when by the Highland Gardens bus driver
Robert W. Cleere she was sorely tested
then by two policemen handcuffed
tho' no laws were broken she was arrested
but discriminated against
later by the N.A.A.C.P.
as unmarried and pregnant at fifteen in Alabama
their poster child she could not be
but it was the start of segregation's end
on the Montgomery bus 'cross town
by this brave outspoken student
who stood up for her rights by sitting down
in order to get back to Eden to live on top of the world
there are a few things from God which need to be heard
here in America in the democratic land of milk and honey
African-Americans are disproportionate when it comes to power and money
our healthcare is poorer, our finances worse, few of us in seats of power
at the bottom of most demographic indicators and our circumstances diminish by the hour
the most unemployed, the most discriminated, the first to be laid-off or dismissed
more of us in jail, a lot of us illiterate, there are too many problems for me to list
fewer marketable skills, fewest high school diplomas and don't mention college degrees
African-American men in America need to take off their blinders and see
to those who stand behind stained-glass windows and look down on those who have less
you need to take your brothers back to Eden and put an end to all this mess
you might not comprehend their reality but you should attempt to understand
that as true servants of God you should help your fellow man
if you consider yourself to be a true disciple of Christ
what have you done to enrich someone else's life?
who did you clothe? who did you feed?
who did you minister to in their time of need?
who did you mentor to on how to be a man?
who did you talk to or stretch out your hand?
there's a lot of work that needs to be done to get our brothers inspired
we need to help them build a relationship with God and do as Jesus aspired
in order to get back to Eden we need to start at the very beginning
with the basic instructions that God is recommending
to fellowship with your fellow man
to develop a trust opposite to slavery's plan
to communicate with positivity
to no longer promote negativity
to pull up your pants and walk like a man
to be productive and not destructive
to be supportive and not abortive
to act like someone's father and not like you're being bothered
to teach our brothers to put down the guns and take up the cross
so they will no longer act like thugs but to think like a boss
no longer will we be divided with jealous envy
now united as brothers under God's authority
getting back to Eden to be on top of the world
to living our lives according to God's Holy word
to get back to Eden and up from the basement of life
living on top of the world as brothers with our savior Jesus Christ
(Happy Mothers Day)
My existence was bloomed there with aromatic love
No pain of discriminated stain was at my birth
Thousands of pregnancy pains she endured with smiling
With wandered time she taught me how to grow up
She has many learned chapters of knowledge treasure
She guides me by humane lessons as godly blessed teacher
In her face exists beauty of entire nature
In her lap lives the peace of caring pleasure
In her hands hidden divine foods with nectar
In her veil I find shadow of the godly throne
In her advice many times my human nature born
Wherever I go with her blessings I feel not alone
Paradise of God was made for such kind mother
For her happiness my daily service is now prayer
10.05.2020 Chattogram
Liberty, Equality and Fraternity, three precious ideals, blinded by the darkness of xenophobia.
The Republic, democracy and human rights are the pillars of a just society, but in the depths of Marianne, their fragility reminds us that nothing can be taken for granted.
Perhaps it will be necessary to decapitate a few heads again on the Place de la Concorde, so that the age-old splendor of revolutionary France can be reborn from its ashes.
Foreigners are constantly discriminated against and treated like cattle, their dignity trampled underfoot.
Illegal immigrants, without a residence permit, live in promiscuity, seeking refuge in a nation that rejects them.
The homeless proletarians, scattered in the streets of the homeland of human rights, are proof that equality is slow to become a reality for all.
Stigmatize Africans by systematically associating them with delinquency and drug trafficking,
It is to ignore the segregationist policies, applied in disadvantaged suburbs,
It is choosing to look elsewhere, faced with the cruelty of France's criminal shenanigans in Africa.
Racists, racialists and nationalist supremacists propagate toxic ideologies that divide rather than unite, creating deep fissures in a France with a legacy of slavery and colonialism.
Negrophobic xenophobes are chained to hatred and intolerance, they despise the salutary values ??of inclusion and the riches of diversity.
Enlightened pan-Africanist sub-Saharan Africans carry a vision of solidarity and continental unity, which advocates the search for the realization of Africa's potential.
Terrorism, capitalism and globalism form an explosive cocktail that disrupts the balance of the contemporary world.
Patriotic fascists, racialist stereotypes and colonial reflexes are infringements which hinder the evolution towards a community attached to egalitarian principles.
Under the lights of the slave trade, amnesia is a medicine for all those who want to forget the past and the horrors of the dark pages of the lugubrious history of sweet France.
The Code Noir gave rise to the transatlantic slave trade, and the Code of the Indigenous was the foundation on which colonization rested.
NON - DUALISM
Non - dualism! Prime perception in awakening of awareness
oozing from sole Consciousness
on eternal Universal flow fluent and abundant.
Non - duality running through
multiplicity and diversity of existence
revealing static Cosmic state
Or manifesting dynamic progress
transcending to ethereal ecstasy.
Unique Spiritual essence
attributing Oneness embedded
in living and non living objects.
No borderline can be drawn separating continuity of Consciousness.
Unbounded endless Energy rippling propagating
through every quark and nano particle in continuous pattern
neither discrete chapters nor can be discriminated.
Mono-ism! A Universal Oneness
initiating Full Consciousness
to create Openness above Self
surpassing subject-object limitations.
Ever flow of endless ethereal Energy
interconnecting everything
in Sub conscious Semi Conscious Conscious or Super conscious form
to follow a Unique principle: Mono-ism.
07/25/22
Non - Dual awareness
Contest by Unseeking Seeker
I have been searching
I promise i will change
But everyday am still same
I cant stop to be me
My soul it never leave me cold
I have a urge
So now i got this needs
I have been searching
I promise i will change
But everday i keep learning
This experience i pass through
everyday
Is not ordinary
This circumstances surrounding african
is just
too stupid to ignore
So i keep asking
The WHY" never stop coming
after and after another
I have been searching
I promise i will change
But now am still same
I keep searching
So i keep moving
I keep searching for mankind
So it mysteries brought me
to an addiction
I wanted to just hope
But my heart is far from it
So i keep searching
Searching why africa
is what it is now in our 21st
Century
Searching why blacks are so
discriminated world wide
Yet africa feed the world
Oh i promise to change
But this things cant change me
I have been searching
I promise i will change
But how can i change
with this troubles from yesterday's
How can i change to know
how not to love
How can i change when
there is no change in my country
I promise to change but
It Caught me searching
I keep searching for mankind
I keep searching for Africa unity
I keep searching for africans prides
I keep searching so i cant change me
I promise i will change
Yet not until all is equal as one
I have been searching
I promise i will change yet
I feel helpless in this road
of life we all trade on
I feel helpless with the promises
of the men from the hill of political powers
I feel confuse when i see
The good man yet die young
I feel handicaped when the great
fall so soon right in front
of our view
It makes me think when i see all
this poverty all over my country
It marvels me when i hear the amount
of income my country loses
everytime to greedy men
Oh i keep searching
What is the reason for all this calamity
Since i have a soul
Right deep the heart it dwells in me
So it does in everyone
My spirit leads my mind
So this time too long
I just cant be just here
On this quest
I have been searching