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Can You Imagine
In Our Planet
If one fine day..
All trees are given a chance to speak-
What will they speak to us?:
'What have you EGOISTIC humans
Caused to our ENVIRONMENT?'
If one fine day..
Mother Earth is given a voice
What will She say?
Her thunderous voice will echo
From her outer atmosphere:
'Stop polluting me NOW or
Bear the CONSEQUENCES'.
If one fine day..
All the money in the world is
Equally distributed
Amongst everyone
Then there will be:
'No POOR, No RICH'
If one fine day..
Our planet follows this rule:
Total darkness henceforth.
But only those that show humanity
Be blessed to see radiance of light:
'There will be NO INHUMANITY'
If one fine day..
All employers take this decision-
The only qualification needed
To acquire a job is-
'Good Character':
'Then parents will NEVER FAIL
To instill MORAL VALUES
Into their children'
If one fine day..
The infinite universe stoops down
To say something to us from above
What would that be?:
'To every human being out there
Prancing with pride:
You are NOTHING but
A GRAIN of SAND
In an ENDLESS desert.
So, stop being ARROGANT!'
What do you think
of the man peeing, the ever-ting mouse?
Finding meaning in killing
and cleaning house.
Sal quit school,
your lover stops writing.
Eternity's waiting,
a lazy-eyed tiger.
Or everything's cool
even the fighting.
The weather is perfect
for swimming or dying.
Physical dizziness,
mental uneasiness.
Isn't exercise
the best blood pressure medicine?
Universally sad
about my mortality
but also glad
to be leaving the party.
The noise was incessant,
success inconsistent.
The demands of my neighbors,
employers, persistent.
Belonging is longing
for complete solitude.
Seas, odysseys
the loneliness of being spouse.
Rain of April, rain of August
writing of it dry as dust.
What's my reason, rhyme?
Pass the time, pass the season.
If you're alone as you get,
why are you crying?
Hold steady
until a tsunami.
Then swim if you can.
Don't gulp.
Hit in the head by speeding debris.
Couldn't be helped.
He said, “I’ve tried everything; acid, sandpaper, knife;
I hate these things. I will have them for my entire life.”
You can predict the future by looking at these things.
At night, each of these pictures practically talks and sings.
I worked in a carnival forty-two years ago.
When I broke my leg, was laid up, with no place to go,
I went to get a tattoo somewhere not far from here.
A sign saying “SKIN ILLUSTRATIONS” would then appear.
The artist was an old woman living very near.
She said she could travel through time, and I laughed at her.
She made me look like a fool, and now I know better.
I am covered with these things most people call tattoos
As it turned out, it was I who’d eventually lose.
One minute, she looked young, and the next, she looked quite old.
She returned to her future place, or so I was told.
I’ve been searching for her far and wide for fifty years.
I have the feeling I’ll catch her when she reappears.
When I do see her again, I will kill her right there.
It is her life that I have no intention to spare.
At night, you’ll see all of these images coming to life.
When employers have seen this, it added to my strife.
They would keep me around for a few days, then I’m fired.
It has been this way for so many years, I’m so tired.
There are no images on this spot that’s on my back.
People will see how they die. Having a heart attack,
or any horrible way that will cause their demise.
That is when they discharge me. To me, that’s no surprise.”
I could not believe this man’s incredible story.
However, when it was dark, everything I would see
was coming to life in full colorful animation.
Each image was conveying a prognostication.
I was frightened and wanted to leave, but I could not.
Curiosity made me stay to gaze on each spot.
Based on the short story "The Illustrated Man" by Ray Bradbury
"He was once said to be Inurbane
meaning he lacked sophistication
refinement and courtesy, he's got it now!"
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Written By: Bel Canto Leitmotif
To all ends are these our beginning
that it is neither frustrated or meant
deceive. Are strengths are in our togetherness
might tomorrow usher in the start and fix of
those things that need change.
That we shall not become our own enemy
to understand there dislike. And we shall not
sort to create factions. Upon the truths of gainstment
we can elaborate. There were we hAVE faulted to create peace
is there where such negotiations might began.
The idea of using conflict or "faulting" to create peace
is called disrupting false peace.
This concept posits that genuine and lasting
peace can only be achieved by confronting
and addressing underlying tensions,
rather than by suppressing.
historical context, modern centrist ideas, and the challenge
conservative figures. The concept of progression which is neither new
or unachievable. Expanding the opportunism to began work and than become
the working and middle class. Opportunism for the poor.
: that makes wealthier employers want to hire.
Championing policies that are realist and meaningful.
building to considerate of the future,
Creating new margins to expand growth for business large and small.
Being an advocate for both farmers and there consumers.
Financial and monetary balancing to intervene to address social and economic problems.
In those areas were decay and time has created a crumbled area of waste.
To be used as modern day farm areas. Using modern tech to produce the food
where low income, and abandoned and and depressed housing are. We can champion people
by growing fruits and vegetable year around to calm the shores of uncertainty.
The future starts now!
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published by the Banda Vernacular Inc.
Banda Music Co.
There was once a dock worker whose name was Dick,
His employers knew not, Dick had worked out a perfect trick,
Forty five was his speculated age,
He dressed according to his meager wage,
Went home daily with a barrow, security noticed dick was quick.
On other days they noticed many a different kind of trivia,
Told security was selling empty boxes to buy pills, had leukaemia,
Will tell you more when I retire,
Continued with his routine and poorly attire,
His secret, confessed stole a barrow a day, headlines in media.
Moved to Mexico, learnt Spanish, dyed hair black so could blend,
Applied for a job in revenue office, made many a friend,
Managed and learnt to cheat a little,
Hey Dick be careful, don’t fiddle,
Persisted to play his tricky games, predictably caught at the end.
Constance holds the key to freedom,
she'll never sit down and die of boredom;
all the free things we don't think of or see,
are there for everyone to experience and enjoy.
Employers buy our time to give them service;
if nothing is for free what's happened to your awareness?
The air we breath, the sunlight we feel, and the fragrant flowers we smell...
weren't these also given by God to Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden?
Look around there many more for us to discover...
the incessant waterfalls and rivers still supply their water,
and without them the earth would be an arid desert;
and in this wasteland, only spiders can try to cheat death.
Constance holds the key to freedom, inspiring us timelessly,
and the beauty of her revelation is that we can pursue it adequately;
she doesn't boast as the rich do, humbleness is her inborn virtue...
welcome her suggestions and begin living your day as busy folks do.
Inspired by Constance's Blog MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO AROUND
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
What is White Privilege, what exactly does it mean?
It simply refers to situations that the white man has not seen.
This term is not meant to provoke anger in those that are white.
It wasn’t intended to spread hate and start a racial fight.
It doesn’t mean that white people are lazy or even bad.
Nor does it mean that we have been given everything that we’ve ever had.
Not all are racially profiled because of the color of their skin.
Try asking someone who is black, that’s a good place to begin.
There are white people who sue their employers contradicting what you say.
Just because you are white, would you liked to be grouped in with the KKK?
All men are equal in this land of which we trod.
If you still don’t get it, try praying for guidance from God.
An Occurrence in New York at 4.45 pm on March 25th, 1911
True faith, liberty, the flag, our holy soil!
Is it the cause that grants the martyr’s crown?
Should martyrs owe this crown to tyrants or some evil foe?
Are banality, indifference and callousness less cruel?
Anno Domini nineteen eleven was the year,
(on Annunciation Day according to the Church),
Greenwich Village in New York the place,
an overcrowded sweatshop on a ninth floor the scene,
a quarter to five on Saturday, the Sabbath, the hour,
when it befell, ‘it’ being in this case, as the annals state,
‘the worst industrial accident’ this great city ever knew.
The culprit was probably an unextinguished cigarette
thrown nonchalantly into a bin of discarded bits of cloth.
One hundred and forty-six young workers, mostly women,
realized too late their hopeless plight. Hopeless, but why?
Their employers, with healthy profits and public order in mind,
to prevent the pilfering of garments and skiving before five,
prudently kept all exits from the shop floor firmly locked.
A young man and his girlfriend embraced before they leapt.
It was anonymity for the rest,
no parting dirge or priest to bless,
unlike Saint Joan suffering at the stake
Forgotten, did they suffer less?
Can I return all that I owe to
Persons who gave birth
Persons who showed love
Persons who taught good
Persons who appreciated
Persons who protected
Persons who employed
Persons who supported
Persons who recognized
Can I return all that I owe?
I must say nay; to be true
The love received from mom, dad, all brothers and sisters
The special relationship and moments cherished with spouse
For education from teachers
For encouragement from friends Cousins, uncles, aunts, relatives
Support from kith and kin,
in-laws, employers, well wishers
Can I return all that I owe to:
School and university mates Career and professional colleagues
Clubs and community buddies
Friends of family and friends of children
Godsend strangers and co-travelers
Co-players and residential cohabitants
Relations by marriages; other ties
Local communities and Temples
Good Samaritans at airports, bus and train stations
Helping hand at the pool or gym or a game
By mishaps and hospital stays
At musicals and restaurants!
Can I return what I owe?
May be yes; may be no
We owe it to parents for birth
We owe it to ourselves
To owe nothing to anyone
Be it love, money, apology, service
Before we call it a day!
I.
They came in here uninvited,
look for a gap and then slip past,
then demand we give them welfare,
draining us all to live off graft,
costing the people a fortune
in the hospitals and the schools,
while paying into none of it,
and playing our country for fools.
Ones who work take blue collar jobs
so Americans can’t provide,
work for illegal low wages
that their employers try to hide.
Many are tied to cruel cartels,
trafficking their own kind for sex,
murdering all who defy them,
often cutting heads from the neck.
It seems a week doesn’t go by
when a girl’s not murdered or raped
by an illegal once let go
by leftist pols and magistrates.
It seems a month cannot pass by
when aliens, driving big trucks,
who can’t ready English hit something,
taking lives, causing pile-ups.
Some corrupt leaders protect them,
would like to see us all replaced,
the leftists like the cheap labor
(They’re still mad we freed all their slaves!)
But I ask why should we welcome
those who will not respect our laws?
Rule of law is why we won out,
the truth of this all men once saw!
To welcome those who have made clear
that when pressed they’ll do what they want,
means giving up our greatest tool
for cheap workers in restaurants!
To live alongside drug cartels
since the media cries ‘racist’
is not something to tolerate,
we don’t have to live with this sh-t.
Why welcome those who practice what
made their won societies grim?
These people don’t share our values,
there’s no reason to let them in.