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If you were to economically invest
in polyculturally healthy ecology
And politically co-invest
in multiculturally wealthy theology,
Then you and we
thou and me
might responsively respect
wealthy co-invested integrity
to reproduce healthy co-empathic engagement.
We wealthy lives
are not egocentrically about competitive security
garnering famous
nor infamous
apartheid places within
and without verbal histories
recreative narratives
prehistoric memories
All about cooperatively winning Earth's most healthy space
in SolarSystemic,
and somewhat smaller scale
time and space restoring
wealthy health optimizing
win/win ecological strategy
Which is to simply reiterate,
AnthroBiology is equal to individual ego passions
as EarthEcology co-arises
multiculturally living pre-historic nonverbal
on through historic verbalizing,
sometimes singing and dancing,
resonantly and resiliently chancing
EarthTribe compassionate synergy
potential integrity
ionic and iconic equalizing energy,
natural and spiritual,
bilateral and bicameral.
Sing me a song of a world in which everyone is equal
Read to me from a book of harmony that has a sequel
Tell me a tale of people who live a happy balanced life
Show me faces of men and women untouched by strife
Mathematically, an equation deals with variables and a solution
Environmentally, a well balanced world would have no pollution
Equalizing factors would never be determined by color or age
Every human would be treated alike, giving no cause for rage
Nature balances our climate; Spring is the time of new birth
Heat of Summer brings the rains, giving life to Mother Earth
Autumn is impartial, displaying fallen leaves in colored hues
Winter paints a cooler world in snow whites and icy blues.
Equations must be balanced, correct if both sides are the same.
Problems must be solved by everyone so peace we can claim.
Variables exist but all factors need values that can be measured.
It's the only way a viable solution will be found and treasured.
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March 4th, 2016 Equation Contest by: Anthony Slausen
Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo
ming onset of
brisk fallen temperatures
may not be amenable to you
dear reader, but after Matthew
sets to washing
creating substantial lather,
visited with healthy slew
of frothed shampooed hair do
(cuz - jest like
Spongebobsquarepants,
I like abundant suds),
which initial shock
of cold water jolts mine
body inducing "Whew"
to escape soaped over mouth
(here, lemme lean in
so yukon get a whiff)
this self proscribed
quasi (very diluted off the
Peco boo grid) deprivation
of hot H2O tolerance,
qua minimal self
elected survivalist
modus operandi value
bull electric kool aid acid test
undertaken in the
event devastating adversity
(mainly an electricity
power outage) doth render
livingsocial uncomfortably
cold to the bone and sinew,
where mind over matter decides
riches superfluous,
especially if parvenu,
when scads of back up
generators conk out
total unbelievable wreckage,
sans the overnight
natural germane Blitzkrieg
imposes savage apocalyptic
devastating hellacious milieu
(on account of a mega disaster
such as hurricane Michael), who
doth not indiscriminate
toward gentile or Jew
obliterating entire infra
structure super glue
equalizing economic disparity hew
wing fair playing field reducing
whether disposable wealth harkens
from "old" money, and/or nouveau
riche, this sudden
catastrophic event brew
till lee decrees indeterminate
penury, and trappings
of theoretical leisure class
bon voyage every stitch of cloth,
and other material goods
forcibly bade i.e. adieu.
vessels became bridges
ending nowhere
only gap is left
creating a great blackness
where deluded bloodstream vanishes
I'm out of my heart
in this story where's no place
for dismembered soul of mine
saying I would flood over lines between your thoughts
you're carrying on to live in the world
of installed scenes
leaving me fixating pillows as
substitute for embraces
Bring back that heart to me
you prefer lighter outputs
but no one recalls easier exits
they are immemorable
equalizing shades occurred in the desire to love and to be loved
somewhere along the way
we're regularly letting by that love
worth dying for
My heart needs me
All these body is filled with strength and courage
All these body is filled with betrayal and abuse
This world called this body
This world called “women”
Rose from a barrel of madness with courage to stand up from a place called the unknown
These body shouted gender equalizing its rights for life
“Mbokodo” we shouted
“Amandla a Ngaka?” filled in us knowing that we bring about change
These body knows it will not die without change
We are faced with issues like any other
We are women with issues fighting the struggle of equalizing our rights
Sometimes knowing that we are achieving is victory spotted in the hearts of those who fought and paved the way
Sometimes hope is the word of our truth
Gifting us with love and grace
When all seemed dark or gloomy
We fought for our rights to be matched with those who could not be questioned for change
We are the change and we are women
Poet
Masego Nkuna
Free Speech and Equalized Opportunities
Sometimes can be the issues rattling sensitive
In some portion of the earthly forests
Birds restricted to sing freely are sad
As their words simply are suspect would
Have made some others look stupid
This generates lots of conflictions and chaos
From bird to bird, also from flocks to flocks
It contradicts the real meaning of springtime
By nature, birds should be harmony as heralded
By mating, and giving birth instead for fighting for
Free singing and opportunities equalizing, off
Making added offsprings, which eventually extinct
The bird species and left a still world imperfect
Secret lover
greeting morning
from flowering
window
a song
opening day
like peacock fan
lilies and roses
light sparkling
ripped
from night
equalizing veil
dawn
a new day
is coloring
rosy child play
maturing
to midday
for adulthood
heat
trading petals
with seeds
of tomorrow
life's harvest
to share
till one by one
start falling
dry dreams of
diversions
life's essence
remaining
to heaven
grey arms
extending
unweighted
by care
on rocking
dream chair
four seasons
capriciousness
sees ending
a new fifth season
of mild spring
ushering
with jolly old friends
banqueting
with music and hymns
to God all the glory
now and forever
in love.
Third Place Winner-Brian Strand-Up To You Contest-2/10/24
This sticks to my core, hitting all the good parts in me linking my soul with yours for eternity
This core never moves from its theme with an unpredictable character of drama and edge like fresh flowers
This is neither drama nor romance but a talent quite weak to extricate of my innocence, giving me both suspense and an element of surprise
In the center of our universe we dived in wholeheartedly deepening our touches equalizing infinity and love for death can never divide us nor rob us of moments
This is a love story not focused yet well written as a lit fire igniting flames in places of a lifetime
This is eyes gazing into passion. A world colliding going out of the way to please the gods before we
This world is no closed chapters of hurt, laughter and pain but a place where compromise stand hand in hand with patience
Poet
Masego Nkuna
On a hot and windless night
I lay in bed quietly with a bit sad
Looking back on the journey
A shadow appears bashfully on the catwalk
As shy as debtors for a grace time hide
I feel odd suddenly about that
It happens for no known reason
...
Or like a criminal carries a shackle
Escorting a soul of exile
The self-torture of
Suffocating in the dust
Being stirred up by passers...
Fairly, it represents nothing
In a world shared less or more
If equalizing goodwill with goodwill
And evil with evil...
Say it loudly, I'm truly worthy of
Standing between earth and heaven
And facing by person to person...
Not much time will be left
For flying Spiritual whiskers in the wind
And singing virtually among the mountains ...
From the miniscule, to the grand vestibule,
Balancing forces are summoned to equate.
Where one seems to create more distance,
The other looks to attract and deflate.
Just as water in a vessel
Seeks to find its very level.
There's gravity about humanity to
Wrestle, among God and the devil.
Constantly pushing and pulling,
Recognizing difference while being the same.
While maintaining anonymity,
Avoiding any credit or blame.
With a powerful nature to compare,
As if a regression to the mean.
It looks to a level playing field,
That's righteous and clean.
So as we hold all of our heroes,
High above the earthen mound.
Knowing the praise may be short-lived,
If there was no equal ground.