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The book describes a battle that included African American soldiers in the Union army who, in spite of the controversy, were very instrumental in the success of building a tunnel and igniting a massive explosion that proved strategic in a major victory against the Confederate army.
Our lives are often presented with adversities and challenges that will shake the foundations on which we were built. However, if we remain focused, enriching winds of courage will blow our way in many forms. I experienced such enrichment when I read the novel, The Battle of The Crater, by Newt Gingrich and William R. Forstchen. I was able to draw from this novel three important lessons that strengthened and reinforced my entire belief system about the civil war in America.
Lesson #1. Facts and truths can be delayed, denied and revised, contrived, or even covered up and ignored. However, truth can blaze its own trail through a stormy wilderness of lies, more lies, and distortions. Truth, in essence, is Divine and even if tosed to the bottom of the sea, it will not die but resurface.
Lesson#2. The powers that be may often abuse their authority, allowing personal vendettas to ruin their command. But such powers cannot stand on their own crumbling feet and therefore will implode. Without regard for recognition, nor for what others do, I am to always put my best foot forward when the opportunity arises.
Lesson#3. In the final analysis, it is God and not men who get to decide what to put in and what to leave out. God, not men, has the final word on 'rights and wrongs', and He determines who is on the right side of history. After all, God Himself defines and records not just the facts but determines the true meaning of history. After all, History is really HIS STORY.
02102018FBMTPS Contest, Life Lesson From A Favorite Novel, Line Gauthier; 3P; Novel, The Battle of The Crater, by Newt Gingrich and William R.Forstchen
Inspired by deathbed utterance of George Washington :
“I die hard, but I am not afraid to go”
The gloomy night fell through the mist,
swathed by the solemnity of farewell.
The worn out unbroken voice expressed
the restrained realism of dying hard,
not as a complaint, but a confession of strife,
recognizing death not as extermination,
but a natural termination of life lived
in the shadow of providence with faith in divine edict.
In the final analysis life recognizes
the mortal limits of human acuity,
ingrained within the stoic ideal of classical virtue
of acceptance the reality without fear,
revealing the contrasting dimensions of frailty and pride
as the dual facets of existence that connect
sorrow with bliss, mortality with immortality.
The truest form of bravery lies not in daring death
but in meeting it undefeated with poise and quietude
at the moment of departure as the essence of completion
that transcends the human failings,
marking the moral victory over fear and doubt.
The acknowledgement of the frightful notion of dying
is the mark of honesty while the fearlessness testifies
that the soul is the supreme master of the body,
conveying the eternal truth that moral might lies
in confronting death without fear in a dignified manner,
for the ultimate realization that destiny treats life well
is the final expression of trust,
a surrender to the divine doctrine.
Cultivate the ability to transcend for you were
born to rise
in the eyes of the creator from the beginning
Know that you're always winning as you're the
embodiment of the creative principal
that brings everything into being
What you're seeing is your inner self being projected
outwardly on a screen
In other words, you are the actor & director of
your life & it's various scenes
The fact is we're all holy beings to a degree
according to our views depending on
from where they hail
We're all on a sliding scale that weighs the intent
of the heart
& are assailed if intentions aren't pure
from the start
When you realize that you possess the creative spark
everything changes
Epiphanies come to light & within range through
dark nights & scattered dreams
bringing all things to attention
These light streams come from a sun that exists
in a dark space
putting all things in their proper place
& order
Be wary of those crossing your borders &
drawing lines
keeping you within the confines of
their thought projections
Screen these individuals & their intentions as to
ascertain their motives
without becoming emotive
Emotions can blind even those with the sharpest
vision binding them to blind missions
I have a suspicion that we're just the word
in motion
as nothing is ever at rest
We're alphabet soup on a planet that's heating up
& stirring emotions of the
half baked
The unrest will prove to be a catalyst & your
fate is dependent upon your
ability to keep moving
The planet is grooming those who are fit
to keep going
& fitting them with understanding
In the final analysis the only thing that matters
is the weight of our hearts
& the scale that weighs its balance
Make life a zero
Give pieces away
From the core of nothingness
You still have life full.
Drink a drop of divine elixir
You have the void filled
With the only one who gives.
Life zero given away in bits
Remains life zero till the end.
Life zero encircling purpose of living
Becomes life full in the end.
You aren’t depleted giving
For you can’t empty emptiness
You can’t get filled getting
For you can’t fill fullness.
In the final analysis
The arithmetic you solve
Would always be positive.
Your zeroness isn’t incompleteness
Because you are complete
With divine fullness of the absolute
From the beginning in nothingness.
August 26. 2017
Some focus on hair, on legs, on muscles or on lips
on feet, on shoulders, on arms or on hips
Yet though you may think it a bit odd or dumb
my sole focus here will be on the thumb
Is the thumb worthy of a rigorous dissection like this?
I'll let you be the judge of that in the final analysis...
The thumb, of course, is what makes us primates
same as black and white stripes make men inmates
Speaking of distinction, the thumb's what babies suck
and just you try from a babe's mouth that thumb to pluck!
When gardening it sure pays to have a thumb that is green
while a handyman who's all thumbs is regularly demeaned
Then there are 'rules of thumb' based on real-life experience
casting out hypotheses, guesses, and other such interference
Remember 'Tom thumb,' the tiny man once swallowed by a cow?
King Arthur's favorite, he even tangled with giants - O, wow!
Such a graceful dancer was Hans Christian Anderson's 'Thumbelina'
He could just as well have made her into a prima ballerina
I mustn't leave out Little Jackie Horner who famously
stuck in his thumb and pulled out a plum!
And for those of you who like music some
Imagine a guitar strummed without a thumb
So, in closing, to conclude, to summarize, in summary, in sum
Just when was the last time your thumb went numb?!
[Poet’s Note : this is a wry autobiographical memory written in traditional pirouette verse viz. 2 quintains, line 5 & 6 repeat, which is the toe turnaround. I wanted to write a narrative of a weird syncopated vignette, when I was knitting a pink mohair jersey at the time of my imprisonment. I reduced the narrative to a pirouette. When in prison, one of my interrogators was knitting the EXACT jersey in the exact colour & exact wool ! ie. in the final analysis, (in retrospect) everything in human life can be reduced to a pirouette, a turn-around dance ! ]
knitting a pink jersey
mohair with cables fine
to process flying thoughts
political activist
south africa turmoiled
south africa turmoiled
security police
came with casspirs and cuffs
interrogation chamber
police knit jersey pink
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I'm sure you've heard of cyber love
Does it mean I'm cheating on my honey
Nah, all these nice ladies just love me
Coz my outlook is always so sunny
Nothing to worry about, no need to fret
You're number one, Cathie my dear
They're only cyber space acquaintances
You surely have nothing to fear
It's all about long distance friendships
And I say this with great impunity
It's a wonderful and loving environment
That exist in this poetic community
When you get down to the final analysis
Brings Cathie and I closer together
My muse who helps me with my poetry
Like two loving birds of a feather
©Jack Ellison 2012
6/26/17
You don't want to be caught in the cross hairs
Realize that at times life is not fair
After having minimal guidance
I stood in pure silence
With very little thoughts of violence
While I was trying to understand the science
Nearby some oak and ecualapytus, the size of giants
I worked on my self-reliance
And a broken down appliance
That sat lifeless
Then followed through on any assignments
No desire to forfeit this
In the first stage of metamorphosis
During times of water shortages
Tired of all this boring stuff
But I'm just warming up
From morning past dusk
Power outages and interruptions
Technical difficulties and malfunctions
Across all junctions
And near any ships intact or sunken
It either went with or against custom
In a world full of power and corruption
Don't count your chickens before they hatch
And expect it all to last
Especially if you didn't study up on all the facts
They say lose lips
Sink ships
Even cruise ships
And any big fish
I help up my two fists
But didn't expect anyone to dig this
Even though this all has been true ****
For many, it always made them think a bit
I try to make it all worthwhile
So we can see the people on Earth smile
Except for any that try to hurt a child
My style is compiled
From all the traveled miles
Even though it's still rather wild
Life, nothing short of miraculous
Above and below buried and unearthed amethyst
Near and far from fields growing radishes
Among objects moving or inanimate
Like a mannequin
You can hear the sounds of an occasional ambulance
Whether or not involving, accidents or something scandalous
Some of which occured over, cannabis and short-handedness
Cause minimal to much damages
Close to and beyond any contaminants
As well as inhabitants
It all couldn't be unanimous
And this is far from my final analysis
We must never forget that
we're human beings, above all.
We're God's children, all equal in his eyes.
We need to treat each other
with the utmost respect and dignity.
We need to learn how to peacefully co-exist.
Notwithstanding our deity of worship -
Whether you call God just that, God,
or Allah, or El-Shaddai, or Bhagwan.
Notwithstanding the language
we speak, or the accent
of our speech, domestic or foreign.
Notwithstanding our politics -
Democrat, Republican, or Independent,
or even party-free.
Notwithstanding our race -
White, Black, Hispanic, Asian; whether you
check "Other" on application forms.
Notwithstanding our religion -
Catholicism, Judaism, Hinduism, Mormonism,
Buddhism, Islam, and so on.
Notwithstanding our culture,
belief system, financial status, sexual orientation,
or how we dress. Whether we're believer or atheist.
Notwithstanding the side
of the railroad track we hail from...
We must never forget that
we're human beings, above all.
We're God's children, all equal in his eyes
We need to treat each other
with the utmost respect and dignity.
We need to learn how to peacefully co-exist.
In the final analysis, we are all equal!
Opinion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
Date Written: 06/23/2020
For the last 64 years,
the US has had 12 Presidents,
and the two major political
parties have been allowed
equal time to lead America.
Six presidents from each party
have served for 32 years. I am not a conspiracy theorist, but I must confess that I found this discovery to be to be extremely
interesting.
Each party and their leader
have criticized, debated, and
scrutinized the other side,
and for the most part, with
good taste and civility. In part,
this is what helps to make and
keep America great. Sometimes,
we Americans need to pause and
champion our Collective Progress.
At the proper time, history
will play a huge role in exposing
who did what, where, how, and why.
God Himself, in the final analysis
will determine who we are and
what we have done as a nation.
Until then, may God enable
us as a nation to remain
a bright and shining light.
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Democrats Republicans
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Biden 2020
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Trump 2016
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Obama 2012
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Obama 2008
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Bush* 2004
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Bush* 2000
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Clinton 1996
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Clinton 1992
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Bush# 1988
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Reagan 1984
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Reagan 1980
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Carter 1976
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Ford 1974
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Nixon 1968
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Johnson 1963
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Kennedy 1960
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