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Premium Member Rapture Revolution

Feeling entitled to self-pardoning Grace
Elitist tendencies
within democracy
competitively arise
as cooperative trusting gratitude
fades away
from anti-colonizing 
post-traumatic revolutionary space.

Patriarchal problems
seek matriarchal resolutions.

Republic governance structures,
raising up legislative and executive representatives
to judiciously restore healing
where social and economic and environmental wounds
become public cooperative power
to redeem pathologies
by inviting transparently trusted remediations.

Republics must justify control
of too liberally inclusive love,
and have anthro-supremacist issues
deteriorating into bipolar anger
and polycultural fear
of rabidly overpopulated xenophobia 
slowly hatching boundary enhancement schemes,
nationalistic entitlement competitions
replacing humane polypathic hope and faith
in international ecological cooperations
for multicultural health-wealth
2020 revolutions
furthering downstream PositivEnergy Democracy.

We are not wrong
to democratically hope
European Union trust
is a more resilient political ecology
and resonant social theology
than pre-millennial wars
and internecine creedal crusades
and building moats
around castle embattled walls
for hoarding up nutritional treasures
against predative invaders
and polyculturing ideas.

Social and
personal and
economic and
ecological and
theological political integrity
invite democratic gratitude
for republic non-violent bilateral communicating leaders,
green legislators speaking and listening,
and deep learning judicious ecotherapeutic executives
facilitating balance between
LeftBrain deductive unity
and RightBrain sacred inductive diversity,

Secular with Sacred Integrity,
in-between universal ego-health resilience
and unitarian eco-wealthy resonance,

Yang breathing in
Yin bleeding gratitude
ego/eco-redemptively out.


Premium Member The Potion

First, you need to mix the potion.
You must read the instructions very carefully
You don’t want to be summoning up any old witch.
So make sure it’s the October manual.
Especially as we know what happened last year.
How you got October mixed up with November is nobody's business.
But my god, when I saw the fire brigade heading to the House of Parliament, I just thought to myself, what has the idiot done this time.
Now I know what you’re going to say.
What about that little corporal guy you summoned up.
Okay, I take that on board, he looked harmless enough, little pencil moustache set him apart from the usual riff-raff.
How the hell was I to know he wanted to rule the world.
Just goes to show you.
Nearly lost my brewing licence over that.
Then you went for, in your own words, that guy who makes people laugh.
Atila for fun.
Are you dyslexic or what.
The grief that caused
Another warning handed out.
So let's have a look at the screw-ups over the years, see if we can rectify them this year.
This is what you’ve summoned up so far.


Liz Truss
The Tories
The Teletubbies.
That guy who said, I didn’t have sex with that woman, that week.
European Union
Poetry soup Poets

You can see how the coven is not over the moon with this lot.
So, before you summon up anyone this year, I’m going to be looking over your shoulder, make sure you get it right.
Right, the mixture is brewing up fine, looking good.
Okay, begin the summoning up.
Oh, great spirit in the brew, sum us up something new.
Okay, looking good, coming through now.
A big blond dumb looking guy
Right, I like it, do you have a name for him.
Boris you think.
Looks like a Boris, I like it
But the main thing is.
He looks harmless enough...
© Paul Bell  Create an image from this poem.

Putin of Russia

Putin The Great, like a tiger, he inspires both awe and fear to the enemy within and without. His enemies see  him as a dictator but a hero to the voiceless and unjustly attacked from the global south. 

Accused as a war criminal for defending his territory and the dignity of his country, under his leadership, poverty in Russia is reduced by more than half, and real GDP has grown rapidly, under his leadership Russia as found its place on the world stage. 

Even at the time his enemies are plotting to divide and destroy Russia, he defends his country through the army and defends Russian civilisation by educating his people.

His popularity among the poor nations of the world speaks volumes. 

His country Russia stood against colonialism,imperialism, neocolonialism, and all kinds of wickedness  perpetuated by the West. 

He has won the hearts of the poor nations of the world by helping them to fight imperialism. 
Even wild animals defend their territories,why,should Putin not defend his own territory?


He was born at a  time when Russia needed him most. Without him at this dark moment,Russia would have been divided and destroyed like Africa. 

When he wanted to join the European Union, he was rejected and treated like a second-hand citizen of Europe. Before him, Russia was looked down upon by the  imperialists.

NATO wants to weaken him and destroy Russia through the Ukraine war, but he is clever like a fox, vicious like a tiger, and Wise like a serpent.

The gods sent him to bring checks and balance in the world full of a big ego of imperialism. 

Putin, viewed like Robin Hood of the global south. He is loved and admired by his followers today and forever. The global south always say,"long live, Mr. Putin..!!!"

By Chanda Katonga

Premium Member 3 July 2118

Radio free State of Deseret 3 July 2118, 6 PM Salt Lake Time

International news first.

27 Zionist terrorists leaders were beheaded in the Caliphat of Palestine yesterday after their failed attempt to establish a third state of Israel in Jerusalem during Rhamadan.

One of the last two remaining members of the European Union, France, decided to secede after the other remaining member, Germany, forcibly annexed neighboring Austria after a surprise attack last night.  Experts think the attack on Austria was to gain thousands of hectares of undepleted uncontaminated topsoil, and to find a place to deport all the refugees Germany has taken in from the Kurdistan-Turkey-Syria conflict.

After six months of street fighting, Anglo-Canadian forces finally captured the last of the Quebec Libre forces in Montreal.  Surviving members of the Libre forces offered only token resistance, as most were near starvation from the blockades.

Several promising oil fields have been identified in the Amazon River Valley of Brazil.  Indigent natives had already left the area after the last of the rain forests had been plowed-under to grow sugar crops to make ethanol for fuel.
Venezuela and the Latino Free State of Texas are competing for contracts to drill.

Regional news.

Tomorrow marks what would have been the 342nd anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence of the former United States of America.  It also marks the 42nd anniversary of the simultaneous nuclear attack by North Korea and Iran on 7 major coastal cities of the USA during America's tricentennial celebrations, which precipitated the schisms in North America today.

The Deseret Volunteer Guard and Air Force successfully defended the kingdom against a new wave of attacks by gangs, pirates, and sexual deviants that tried to infiltrate via Las Vegas into what used to be Zion National Park.  

The Prophet's Safety Council wants to remind all faithful member-citizens to avoid exposure to direct sunlight, to always carry your portable water decontamination kits and air filter masks with you, and to compost all plant materials and use your compost in your sheltered Victory Greenhouses.

Keep the Faith.  Radio free State of Deseret signing off.

In One Hundred Years poetry contest
3 June 2018.

Premium Member European Union

I used to be German of true Prussian decent

These days I am European to my content

Travel without passport for thousands of miles

Meet people of all kinds who offer their smiles

Am free to live work and enjoy in 27 countries

Which is how it should be and is rather funky

No customs control no one inspects my trunk

Whether I seem established or look like a punk

Don’t need traveller’s checks or money conversion

Use what little Euros I have on all my excursions

Journeys are user friendly for the average folks

Just think what supreme liberation that invokes

One extra bonus if you want to voyage up to an old age

These days we are not fighting wars and hostile rampage

We may happily live and not die for some sort of madness

Ideology foreign conquest or industrial military apparatus

The EU brought decades of Peace to a once belligerent place

‘No  ... Sherlock’ to understand that we are one human race


05th June 2019
Form: Rhyme


United States of Europe

The following poem was written by me before Britain joined the European Union and possibly reflects the view of most of our citizens both then and today!

United States of Europe

Another day, another dollar,
Funny things we British say.
It's the 'Pound' we use in Britain,
And it's always been that way.

Soon it may change to a ‘Euro’,
If we join with nearby lands.
Sadly they don't speak our English,
Those who offer us their hand.

While I like my nearby neighbours,
I can't see the reason why
We have to share in common money
Just to keep our prices high.

I would rather change to dollars,
Least the language stays the same.
We could then still count in English,
Just a simple change of name.

Tell me where our kinship nestles,
With our offspring or our friends.
Why this struggle to be partners,
Just to follow other's trends.

I know that all the souls within us
Are not different... not at all!
Why not then a world wide money,
Would the Bank of England fall?

But to choose a bigger Europe
When we don’t see eye to eye.
Seems to me a little silly,
Rather like a firework pie.

Now I’ll stop my mindless ramble,
Spend my ‘Sterling’ while I may.
Not just money, independence
Is the price we'll have to pay.

Ivor G Davies

 Please also note the capitalization of each line of poetry which is the way I was taught and is normally evident on most of my earlier poetry.

p.s.  and we've paid the price!
Form: Rhyme

The House of the Dead

Welcome to the house of the dead, from now on everyone will be fed 
Welcome to the house of the dead, you can have that gigantic bed and a comfortable place to lay your head; you will have food galore and plenty of time to dance on the floor. You will have seventy working hours per week and enough time to stroll around the street. 

 Welcome to the house of the dead you will meet the grizzly bear underneath the bed; it will give you an assignment to deliver to hell so read the instructions carefully before you go through the door; place it underneath your tongue and put  the magnetic chip in the filling between your gum, sweet, bitter,  sweet and savory, pride is waiting for proud Mary deliver the chip to the jewelry store and you will see a bright light reflect before you go through the door and he will read the message. 

 Welcome to the house of the dead, the army is coming around the bend they are going towards the border to prevent the summer disorder, millions will cross over and the battle will be over, there will be no need to fight for everyone will understand the sacrifice and work with what they have got. They will gather skirts, apron, jeans and socks to fill the entire map far away from the border. 

 Welcome to the house of the dead, these are the instructions to have a perfect day, so listen carefully to what I have to say, you must complete these tasks, but you must not change sauce, turkeys, Sweden and NATO must meet the European union will greet and hungry must walk down the street and feed the refugees. 

Welcome to the house of the dead, it’s time to get out of bed, the air is clean, and I understand your dream; you can't mix butter and sour cream 
You can shower twice per day or have a hot bath seven days of the week. 

 Welcome to the house of the dead you must pick up your schedule before you go to bed, breakfast is at six, and coffee break is at nine and you must go through the gate  so that I can serve breakfast to guest at ten. Welcome to the house of the dead, I have won the bet and I am going to make you sweat. Welcome to the house of the dead!

The Fingertips of Time

With nearly every prophecy fulfilled and so many signs that abound
Nobody knows the day nor the hour He willed, I just hope you're found
Israel had to again be found and to Jerusalem it had to be connected
By this we are all now bound being just two of the prophecies neglected

The Tribes of Israel will reunite coming from the four corners of the land
Remember the Berlin Wall that night it was God who would not let it stand
Two million Russian Jews would flee in going back to their home in Israel 
But nonbelievers just can't see in believing nothing the Bible says is real

The Roman Empire being reconnected as the European Union says hi 
And oh how such war has now affected and still some people ask why
But please don't take my word for it's all written down in black and white
And for all of those who have heard they certainly don't take this time lite 

For in those being well aware of His Word we are also very versed in His might 
Hopefully something inside you has stirred and you begin to see His Light 
In Daniel 2:32-36 is Nebuchadnezzar's dream but it is in Daniels own reply
For in Daniels response you might gleam so I thought that I'd t least try
Form: Rhyme

Terror In Belgium, a Pantoum

Again violence shakes our earth
Takes the colours off the light
Dogma and blind faith in no dearth
Floating clouds of born disquiet

Takes the colours off the light
Serial bombs at Brussels airport
Floating clouds of born disquiet
Their suicide bomber’s brutal assault

Serial bombs at Brussels airport
Belgium capital goes into lockdown
Their suicide bomber’s brutal assault
At the headquarter of European Union

Belgium capital goes into lockdown
A repetition of November 13 in Paris
At the headquarter of European Union
All around confusion nightmarish

A repetition of November 13 in Paris
Somewhere a rot in social constitution 
All around confusion nightmarish
Puzzled and shocked we cry for solution


Somewhere a rot in social constitution
Won’t we live in peace and mirth 
Puzzled and shocked we cry for solution
In danger is our home and hearth

Won’t we live in peace and mirth
Dogma and blind faith in no dearth
In danger is our home and hearth
Again violence shakes our earth
___________________________________________
March 24, 2016
Form: Pantoum

Premium Member Marriage in the Court

Marriage in the court

A love always follows you, oh my love – I don’t forget you
Love always loves you, oh dear love – I can’t forget you
Love always needs you, only you, love – I remember you

You kill years, this time is an unfortunate age for you; to you
Yeah, a love loved you, I needed you, fondness came to you
Yeah, but you didn’t accept my love; pushed me so away; you

Angry? Are you angry? But why? Do you know my life? Yours
Oh, yes. You can’t forgive me. But why? Did I do anything wrong?
I don’t think so. I loved, loved, and will love you. Get it to you

I want to meet with you, I needed to meet with you. Remember?
Remember? In the church. Do you remember? The message.
The Secret Heart of Jesus and St. John the Evangelist Roman
                                                                          Catholic Church,
                                                                                        Bushey

My lovely linguist love. I loved you. Bushey is your village. Stay
I loved your place. Amazing. Pub, people, land, everything. Heart.
I don’t go there anymore, I am staying in Wembley, this is my home
                                                                                          in England

Yeah. I am a Hungarian. A guy from the European Union. Problem?
Yes. This is the problem. You are a nazi woman. Racist. So painful.
I don’t understand myself. You don’t understand me. Pain is love

I want to meet with you. Not in a cemetery, not in the marriage hall.
Someone afraid of you. I love you. But, we must meet. Yes. I need it.
We will meet in the Court. And you will kiss me. Love of you. To you

Can we meet? In the church? Please. Don’t be afraid of me. It is love.
No, no, we can’t meet in the church. We can meet in the Court. Love

Yeah, I have your gold ring. I love your finger. Vilmos loves you. Feel
Please, give me your hand, give me your life, we can live in the life
Just you and me in the forever time. Please, I respect your life, live

Let me be your lover in our age, in this time of the age, a great time!
Yeah, your ring rolls on the floor of the Marriage Hall. With love, bye

Vilmos

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