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The agony of the forty fourth fallen martyrs
Of our noble and bravest men
The sound of testimonial heartaches of nowhere scenes
Guns of distraught
Guns of unaware feelings
Guns of twenty one heroic means
We salute the inevitable tied up courage of our kins
Now the tragedy happened of unprepared masks
Now it was a cold blasts
Like an ice to dust
It seems so gigantic beginnings
Of yes to peace
Mournful days of no one could ever ceases
How it felt to broke in the end by a doleful mess
The agony of the forty fourth fallen martyrs
Now it became a history
Of the world's largest tragedy
Of war and technology
Beyond time, beyond what we see
Or beyond what we never expected to be
Like were struggling in the unfathomable sea.
Marmoset directs traffic better than monkeys or sloths.
He stands in the highway and walks his feet off.
We have hired other species. but they do not hold a candle.
To Marmoset who can do it at every single damned angle.
He is demanding a raise, sixteen more meals a week.
For he has plenty of mouths to feed, and his offspring squeak.
It behooves us to give them to him, and I will tell you why.
If he trains all his children, we have a replacement if he doth die.
The way he stands in the middle of the highway each day.
Is the absolute craziest mess, and I doubt that marmosets pray.
So let's cough up those extra meals, while he is still alive
Before he demands a ridiculous amount like thirty or forty five.
This year's convention was perfectly planned
and held in a beautiful place.
New York was the venue where everyone went
that had enough good hotel space.
Three brothers did come together this year
who shared a room in a hotel.
They had a good time while they were together
as meetings were going quite well.
The third day they went on a short field trip.
Long Island was where they did go,
to visit a major competitor there
and learn how their business could grow.
The field trip was great, they all did agree.
It gave them ideas and when
they talked about what they had witnessed that day,
they wished they could do it again.
When back in New York that very evening,
they parked their old van in a lot,
then went to their hotel and were quite surprised
to learn that the power was out.
They thought of the stairs, in great disbelief.
What were they now going to do?
Their room was up on the seventy-fifth floor,
that had a most wonderful view.
But that many floors is quite a long way,
a long way they all three agreed,
and if they could make it somewhat interesting,
perhaps they could climb it indeed.
John whistled aloud for twenty-five floors,
then Joe began singing a song,
and when they relaxed after floor forty-nine,
they wished the steps weren't quite so long.
Now it was Ron's turn, a story to tell,
while climbing the last group of stairs.
Just twenty-five floors remained to be conquered,
and then the success would be theirs.
Ron then remembered, alas much too late.
Now he knew, but wished he knew not.
The key to their room was not in his pocket,
but in the van, parked in the lot.
Necessity
- the Mother of Invention -
A Sunday walk took me on a journey over six miles,
carrying nothing bur myself, shorts, sweat shirt, sandals.
On Monday, to the grocery store and back, over three miles
carrying all the above, plus twenty five pounds of groceries.
On Tuesday, a walk to the auto parts store, over two miles
carrying myself, my cloths and thirty pounds ( clutch ) of my car.
On Wednesday, another walk to the parts store, over two miles
carrying the above, returning with the thirty pounds of my car.
On Thursday, another walk to the grocery store, over three miles
carrying myself, my cloths, returning with thirty five pounds of groceries.
Thursday evening and a walk to the auto parts store, over two miles
carrying myself, my cloths, plus forty pounds ( flywheel ) of my car.
Late Friday afternoon, another walk to the parts store, two miles
returning with all listed above, the forty pounds of my car.
On Saturday, all my doubts, my insecurities, my fears
disappeared as I laid my car on the cemented terra firma,
fired up her heart and took her into motion once more.
Out the underground door and into the light of day.
Surprise !, not a nut, bolt, washer left over off the jack stands to stay.
For all went well and life, it had become the Mother of Invention.
I accomplished something new, what I thought – at sixty three-
I would never be able to do - ever again – things I did in youth.
There you have it Joyce, another week in the life .
Over a total of thirty miles of walking
and carrying over a total of 220 pounds
B. J. “A” 2
April 30th 2006
The weekend is here again
And if I have my way
I'm going to spend my spare time
Watching films starring Doris Day
In nineteen forty nine
Ten years before I was born
Doris starred with Kirk Douglas and Lauren Bacall
In 'Young Man With A Horn'
She appeared with Gene Nelson
In 'Lullaby of Broadway’
And played Marjorie Winfield, a tomboy
In the film 'On Moonlight Bay’
'By The Light Of The Silvery Moon’
Is a film I’d always wanted to see
It was a sequel with the same characters and cast
And made in nineteen fifty three
That same year she made 'Calamity Jane'
A film I like very much
Featuring songs 'Secret Love’ and 'The Deadwood Stage'
Not forgetting 'A Woman’s Touch'
My late mother’s favourite film was 'Young At Heart'
In which Frank Sinatra played Barney Sloane
Doris's co-stars were amongst others
Gig Young and Dorothy Malone
In fifty-six, Doris starred in Hitchcock's
‘The Man Who Knew Too Much'
She first sang ‘Que Sera Sera' in this
It had the Master of Suspense's sinister touch
‘The Pajama Game' is one of my favourites
With the song ‘Hernando’s Hideaway'
If Frank Sinatra had accepted the leading man role
Janis Paige would have replaced Doris Day
My favourites are the ones
With Rock Hudson or James Garner as Doris's leading man
Whether shown on terrestrial or cable
I always try to watch them when I can
I’m waiting for the postman
He hasn’t been round yet
Because I can’t wait till he delivers
My Doris Day box-set
I had not seen my former neighbor Mindy for a long time.
Out of politeness I asked about her son, who never had a chance.
She had him on anxiety meds at the age of three,
Always taking him from doctor to doctor, to prove something was wrong.
She complained constantly about how much work he was for her.
How much screaming he did, his diagnoses, and his medications.
I have not seen him for three years since I kicked him out, she told me.
He was getting scary. He is on fentanyl now.
On fentanyl at age twenty-two.
Sadly this drug is twenty to forty times more addictive than heroine.
Becoming his mother was her decision, but I never felt she took care of him.
She was always “thinking of herself” – how much his behaviors inconvenienced her.
How much work he was.
She is now talking about his labor, and how horrible it had been.
Mothers of six children rarely talk about labor;
but Mindy is dwelling on that now.
I am thankful she only had the one child.
"Don't let anyone deceive you for that [day of the Lord] will not come unless the
man of lawlessness [the rider on the white horse] is revealed, the man doomed
to destruction." 2 Thessalonians 2:3
The Seals
I watched as the Lamb of God opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard
one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "Come!" I looked, and
there was before me was a white horse! It's rider held a bow, [but he had no arrow
to shoot his bow.] and he was given a crown. [ He was given a wreath crown of
victory similar to the one that was 'awarded the victory' in the original ancient
Greek Olympic Games.] and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest.
He no arrow fiery or otherwise, because he first is coming as a man of peace;
well able to solve all the problems, facing the world at that time period. But he
had a bow [meaning that he would be well able to deceive the world, and win
many battles through false peace and diplomacy instead of war.
He would make a covenant, with many nations, that would resolve the middle
eastern conflict between the Muslims and the nation of Israel. It would be a
seven year treaty, but he would be breaking it after only 3 1/2 years, or only
forty-two months. The countries and the kingdoms of this present world will
be unable to enact any lasting symbolince
Forgive me but I just don't understand
What drives “people” to enter a school
Massacre forty young people
And burn their female teacher alive
It's beyond my comprehension
How an intelligent caring human being
Can willingly commit this atrocity
There lies the crux of the matter
They are NOT “intelligent caring human beings”
They are EVIL MONSTERS... period!
They don't belong to the HUMAN race!
They are freaks of nature
An anomaly... deviates from normal human behavior
Who have a totally warped sense of right and wrong
The lunatic fringe... THAT MUST BE STOPPED
At all costs... this cannot continue
This is NOT a normal human condition
Civilized people can fathom the depth
That these sub-humans will go to
As with the absolute majority of peace loving individuals
I am appauled beyond belief
I would like to say I'm speechless
Which is obviously not the case... this site is a forum
To express our absolute and utter rage
When these deviants commit these atrocities
IT'S A TOTALLY DISGUSTING OUTRAGE!!!
(a previous post)
I like your new outfit
You look really smart mate
One could almost say
You're a real fashion plate.
Wearing new clothes can give
You real bird pulling power.
Over in Bangladesh they pay
Just forty eight pence an hour.
That's where are a lot of
Our cheap clothes are made,
In a modern variation of
The sweated labour trade.
Its not just the Cheap Shops
In this exploitation game
Some of the Designer Firms
Are involved just the same.
Bangladesh is too far away
For us to really worry
And besides modern life
Moves at such a great hurry.
Wearing cheap clothes
Can feel so very nice
At times we should remember
Somebody pays theprice:
Sometimes in the shop we
Could maybe give a thought
To the true cost of the gear
We’ve just so casually bought
In the last freported factory fire
Over a hundred maimed or dead,
Just ordinary Bangladeshis
Trying to earn their daily bread.
With thy staff and robes came a princely Jew,
a prophet, a Levite son in exile;
for out of the blood and sweat of sinew
did that journey begin on the blue Nile.
Who brought to bear God’s will this land upon
for cursed he Egypt in the desert sand,
and forty years wandered in freedom won
into the covenant land of Canaan.
Born of the Israelites that Hebrew slave
led the twelve tribes in great exodus home,
and from Horeb brought down in God’s engrave
Ten Commandments upon tablets of stone.
Out of the valleys to Pisgah he trod -
great lawgiver and judge and voice of God.
Written: March 1995