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What if you were an inhabitant of a world
Where there's no hate, greed, jealousy, envy, and pride;
And one is not enraged by the prosperity of another?
What if conceit and enmity are erased from the course of history,
And malignity is perpetually swallowed in the deepest of pits,
Sinking to rise no more?
What if your subconscious ideate a world
Filled with love, peace, and harmony?
What if Seven Billion human beings could live together under one canopy,
Tending to and upholding high esteem for one another
As benevolence becomes the ultimate act,
That reigns over all timelines?
What if we put aside the destructive comparisons and competitions,
And every individual follows his or her own path
While uplifting all others at the same time?
What if the promotion of individuality and self productivity,
Was the niche of every human —one to another—
And every gift and talent was equally consequential to society?
What if there was no lust for power
And political leaders as well as government officials,
Assume offices not to seek their own selfish interests
By misappropriating public funds, and embezzling state owned belongings to enrich themselves?
What if they had the sincere dedication
To ensure the welfare and security of the state and its citizens?
What if this world was a sanctuary of peace with the nonexistence of violence,
Where nations were aimed at building, rather than destroying one another?
What if unity becomes a compelling force
That binds the Earth to its core,
And compassion remains the lifelong element
That keeps the Universe in motion?
What if the globe was entirely void
of racism, prejudice, discrimination, and partiality;
Where each and every human was afforded equally the same opportunity
Regardless of their race, sex, ethnicity, culture or nationality?
What if we could finally dwell in a word once dreamed of by Martin Luther King Jr.,
Where "humans will no longer be judged based on the color of their skin, but by the contents of their character"?
There is an extreme power in these questions!
But what if they were a reality, can you imagine what we could all achieve?
What if you allow that imagination to create pictures of transformations?
What if you act stepwise from these unceasing questions,
And give it a chance to become a momentous action,
To make this Planet a better Creation?
Having experienced the Almighty’s goodness
to our dear Motherland ---
I envision her as constantly enjoying freedom bliss
vis-à-vis accountable responsibility-exercise
among people diligently led by government officials
exemplifying servant-leadership
as they earnestly seek the Sovereign’s guidance
in their endeavour with faith and practice
to fulfill our Constitution preamble*
with daily thanksgiving gesture.
In partnership with the authorities
I entrust to God …
… myself and fellow citizens
for the prioritization of family nurture
nourished with loving responsibility
strengthening home buttress
along virtue values’ pillars
promoting accountable parenthood
along children holistic development program
simultaneous with pedagogical endowments.
Beholding functional geriatric welfare at work
midst relevant andragogy advancements
I view my country with adults and grandparents
basking in their senior years, glowing
still met by physical, mental, emotional care
welcomed with psycho-social health accessibility
as everyone is braced upon hygiene
of sanitation anchor, exhorting cleanliness
recognizing ecological preservation
cognizant of next generations and their future.
With unity’s cord tied by blesed righteousness**
I cling to the Supreme Commander
for the prevalence of peace and order
midst imposition of lawful justice system
balancing truth with mercy
while reaching-out to the less fortunate
toward wholesome lifestyle betterment
vanquishing power-abuse
combating parasitic dependence-mentality
through the fruition of “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
*PREAMBLE
We, the sovereign Filipino people, imploring the aid of Almighty God, in order to build a just and humane society, and establish a Government that shall embody our ideals and aspirations, promote the common good, conserve and develop our patrimony, and secure to ourselves and our posterity, the blessings of independence and democracy under the rule of law and a regime of truth, justice, freedom, love, equality, and peace, do ordain and promulgate this Constitution.
**Proverbs 14:34 Righteousness exalteth a nation: but sin is a reproach to any people.”
March 23, 2021
2nd place, "What You Really Want" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux; judged on 4/24/2021.
This is Africa.
Where people are being judge by their past,
And our hearts are painted with black.
Youths are cuddled up in early relationship,
And their lives are like the speed of an airship.
Parents are not respected anymore,
And advices are ignore from the sun's core.
This is Africa.
Where corruption is the order of the day,
and embezzlement of public funds is like the ocean's wave.
Politicians believe in solipsism,
and their avidity for power have made them vile organism.
Children are being raped and murdered in every corner of the street.
Education site has been a place of wealth seeking.
This is Africa.
Where we have been strangulated by high cost of living,
and those who suffocate us are offered thanksgiving.
Health sectors are poor,
and illnesses on our continent are dressed up in strong armour.
Our rights are infringed by evil perpetrators,
and our hearts are broken by these penetrators.
This is Africa.
Where the less privilege are fed with grieves and pains,
And government officials are out there popping champagne.
Scholarships are given based on mutual affiliation,
And scholars are offered abnegation.
Jobs are being given base on political affiliation and party sentiment,
And those who are qualified are left with predicament.
This is Africa.
Where people are being murdered for ritualistic purposes,
And the police are their accomplices.
People worship god that doesn't speak nor move,
and the real God has been disprove.
Politicians only come around as election time draw closer,
and after election their family members are the ones on their roster.
This is Africa.
Where Politicians don't have time for the abnegated masses,
and we are referred to as asses.
Brutal men abandon their children for no reason,
and mothers are left in bleak season.
Single parents strive hard to send their kids to school
And Those who speak the truth are rejected and considered fools.
This is Africa.
Where Politicians insult each other like kids, and citizens are left with dark moments they can't face.
Those who exploit our resources
and give us hot flames are hail as King,
And we reject and curse those considered our kin.
Westerners feed us with arm to annihilate our own kind,
and envy is what we incline in our minds.
A Kidney Tale
It is a sorry tale that greeted this writer in his early morning read....
Of a schoolboy and his kidney that had to be separated in earnest..
Headlined Boy Loses kidney After Falling Into Uncovered Manhole...
It happened somewhere there in Klang, a very bustling urban town...
There is even a picture of the manhole, gaping wide in its unholy glory..
Even of a woman in the picture, who is shown sidestepping it nimbly...
Reading further, it is distressing to read how an innocent boy of 15...
In his usual short walk towards school on one fine early morning....
Ended up in hospital in excruciating pain and a swollen abdomen...
One of his kidney had to be removed in order his life is not endangered..
A most startling observation was his innocent comment about manholes...
He said there were a number of them, mostly uncovered and all gaping holes...
To his credit and pedestrians there in general, one has to be nimble....
One has to be quick if one is is to avoid falling into a whole lot of trouble...
Our boy hero in this tale of misfortune, he suffered and lived to tell a tale...
Of the gross dereliction of duty in the government officials in maintainence....
They need to maintain the pedestrian walk, how could there be manhole traps..
With the many manholes left gaping wide, danger threatens at every step...
To a man in the street, paying local council assessments and various taxes....
It is not too much to ask that public facilities be proper and safety standards be uptodate..
The poor boy in this tale, his loving parents, they are sorely aggrieved and angry..
Legal action is in their next plan of action, may they get their kidney's worth of damages...
But as the picture shows, those manholes are gaping wide and still uncovered...
They are there, lying in wait, hoping to catch some other unfortunate passerby..
Oh how very sad the depths of apathy and the indifference of the local councillors..
Neglecting their duties, they are very guilty for this rather sad and sorry story..
http://www.thestar.com.my/news/nation/2016/02/13/boy-ruptures-kidney-after-falling-into-uncovered-manhole/
http://www.thestar.com.my/news/nation/2016/02/21/teenager-who-lost-kidney-in-manhole-accident-to-sue-klang-council/
In my imagination I have 16 nostrils,
As you can imagine that’s quite a buildup of green snot,
But it doesn’t matter because in my imagination,
I have 16 index figures, each one with a little mouth,
With razor shop teeth, perfect for eating bogeys,
And at the base of my palm there are 16 little bum holes,
Defecating with continuous aplomb the bundles of snot down my sleeve,
In my imagination there is a tramp living under my stairs,
He lives off the dry goods, crackers, rice krispies and digestives,
Only I know that it’s really an Indian yogi,
Who sits whispering prayers to protect my affairs night and day,
In my imagination there are 12 maggots burrowed deep in my brain,
And they are eating my brain cells continuously,
But they only eat cells that communicate information about Osteopathy,
And other holistic therapies,
In my imagination there is a fly who is desperately worried about his starving kids,
So in my imagination on a night time when I’m asleep,
He sits with his arms folded leaning in my ear and reads from various holistic health books,
In an attempt to educate me on the arts of the healer,
But it’s all in vein because in my imagination I’m tone deaf,
In my imagination my face is a lofty building,
A corporate situation or maybe a civil building, something like passports and immigration,
The façade of this grey concrete building is flanked with many stairs,
Row up on row of steep dangerous stairways,
All leading to a small roof with a hatchway into my mind,
And in my imagination all day and all night,
Tiny men and women run from the revolving doors at the front of the building,
And track nimbly and urgently up the stairs carrying important documents,
One after another with anxious faces they, tight footed, make their way to the roof,
And in my imagination they disappear into my mind to deposit their paperwork,
Tragically it all gets overlooked because in my imagination there is so much red tape,
That government officials can never push forward with their plans,
In my imagination dead things don’t rot,
Because in my imagination instead of decaying corpses become lighter,
They become so light that they begin to float like helium balloons,
So in my imagination the skies are full of gently bobbing cadavers trailing into the sun,
Listen clear, Listen here, Listen. Hear!
Terrible terrorists terrorize our homeland,
With nice suits that smell of money
they emasculate a grown man,
New plan? What Plan!?
Only a handful understand,
Changing taxes has its limits
with no jobs for the common man,
Banks are emancipated youths
They do what they please,
Devouring the penicillin
which empowers the disease,
More money for the rich
No money for the poor,
Force the heart of America
to beat upon the vault door,
Profit is the game's name
To the strongest goes the spoil,
Foreigners work for mere pennies
so jobs belong to foreign soil,
Big business is still BIG,
and with unjustified fears,
CEO's protect their lifestyles
blowing their noses with sweat and tears,
Of others! Even self proclaimed
Christians protect their brothers,
Praying to a god nightly for
a change within the mother,
The mother being certain politicians
who swear by virtue of democracy,
Which was her maiden name
Until she married into mediocrity,
All has become a fight for self
Self survival and self elation,
Locking their doors with full stomachs
as tempers flare across a nation,
Violence erupting in the streets
With few stories making the news,
Violent protests from those with
less than poor I.Q's
The blame game, pointing fingers
during this moment of duress,
At black duct tape in the white house
who brilliantly fought to win a mess,
Instead of taking remarks to heart,
Instead of following the steps of banks,
He has honorably chosen to clean
shxt, from the deepest septic tank,
Socialites are reaching out
Celebrities are reaching out,
While government officials
save their asses by speaking out,
But not too often,
Avoid living on the news,
News coverage makes them a
target for the gunshots and boos,
Do we even blame ourselves for
meaningless wars the majority supported?
Money could have been saved
had stupidity been aborted...
But hindsight is too ugly and
most choose to see the misleading,
While America becomes The Home Of
The Crazed, and The Land Of The Freely Bleeding...
Listen clear, Listen here, Listen. Hear!
Terrible terrorists terrorize our homeland,
With nice suits that smell of money
they emasculate a grown man,
New plan? What Plan!?
Only a handful understand,
Changing taxes has its limits
with no jobs for the common man,
Banks are emancipated youths
They do what they please,
Devouring the penicillin
which empowers the disease,
More money for the rich
No money for the poor,
Force the heart of America
to beat upon the vault door,
Profit is the game's name
To the strongest goes the spoil,
Foreigners work for mere pennies
so jobs belong to foreign soil,
Big business is still BIG,
and with unjustified fears,
CEO's protect their lifestyles
blowing their noses with sweat and tears,
Of others! Even self proclaimed
Christians protect their brothers,
Praying to a god nightly for
a change within the mother,
The mother being certain politicians
who swear by virtue of democracy,
Which was her maiden name
Until she married into mediocrity,
All has become a fight for self
Self survival and self elation,
Locking their doors with full stomachs
as tempers flare across a nation,
Violence erupting in the streets
With few stories making the news,
Violent protests from those with
less than poor I.Q's
The blame game, pointing fingers
during this moment of duress,
At black duct tape in the white house
who brilliantly fought to win a mess,
Instead of taking remarks to heart,
Instead of following the steps of banks,
He has honorably chosen to clean
shxt, from the deepest septic tank,
Socialites are reaching out
Celebrities are reaching out,
While government officials
save their asses by speaking out,
But not too often,
Avoid living on the news,
News coverage makes them a
target for the gunshots and boos,
Do we even blame ourselves for
meaningless wars the majority supported?
Money could have been saved
had stupidity been aborted...
But hindsight is too ugly and
most choose to see the misleading,
While America becomes The Home Of
The Crazed, and The Land Of The Freely Bleeding...
“Real leaders must be ready to sacrifice all for the freedom of their people.”
“A fundamental concern for others in our individual and community lives would go a long way in making the world the better place we so passionately dreamt of.”
“Resentment is like drinking poison and then hoping it will kill your enemies.”
“I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.”
“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.”
“Everyone can rise above their circumstances and achieve success if they are dedicated to and passionate about what they do.”
“I like friends who have independent minds because they tend to make you see problems from all angles.”
“It always seems impossible until it's done.”
“Many people in this country have paid the price before me and many will pay the price after me.”
“Do not judge me by my successes, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again.”
“Money won't create success, the freedom to make it will.”
“It is in the character of growth that we should learn from both pleasant and unpleasant experiences.”
“It is not our diversity which divides us; it is not our ethnicity, or religion or culture that divides us. Since we have achieved our freedom, there can only be one division amongst us: between those who cherish democracy and those who do not.”
“For to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.”
“A critical, independent and investigative press is the lifeblood of any democracy. The press must be free from state interference. It must have the economic strength to stand up to the blandishments of government officials. It must have sufficient independence from vested interests to be bold and inquiring without fear or favour. It must enjoy the protection of the constitution, so that it can protect our rights as citizens.”
https://youtu.be/wxNOoMvjeDc
Charles Manson wanted to start the race war but he died
Malcom X was philosphical in his approach to civil right
Martin Luther King Jr did his amazing thing
Trump wants to build a wall that know it all
but i'm going old school on you to the days of Thomas Jefferson
there was never anny second guessing to what they were professing
our founding fathers stood for freedom but today we see it another way
no one takes the time out to ever bow the knee to pray
Some for the sake of choice kill their innocent in the mothers womb
I'm 47 and it still hurts to clean my room
in borrowed basement rules their stands out a jewel
David Karesh in Waco Texas & Jim Jones in Jones Town
if the constitution should crumble like Fred was with Barney Rubble
Russia is in our scope but Russia couldn't cop
we need to stand for the flag not be the ***
It's our God given right to confide in our senators, legislators & government officials.
Mark the one willing to arise to the occasion and be brave in service to the greatest country USA
look Mark Spitz in the eye for his many gold medals
put the peddle to the metal
if the constitution should crumble at least we have each other
George Washington planted a tree in spite of the mockery
living out his legacy we got fields of hip hop scenes
Kanye West with his bipolar being put to the test
lest I rest in the biggest contest known to man you all understand
It's your God given right to pledge the American flag stand up & be counted
ever since the playing field on Ellis Island to teach us all a lesson start professing
Our dear lady shines brighter ever present on a crystal cool day to parade
in spite of all our differences we could put our faith in action
I'm asking that we come together no matter what the weather
let us stake our claim and treasure the works to surrender
it's in the faint of song or the young fawn on the lawn
the part at which we all belong is the name of that song
French military in the genocide of rwanda,
When African youths claim the departure of European militaries because of atrocities in Africa.
In 1994 when rwandan tutsi rebels were in negotiation
with the rwandan government ,french soldiers
were sent for so called protection
which was a special criminal mission
to destabilise central Africa region
and ended up dividing DRCongo.
French military found occasion
to start their criminal mission
when two African head of states were from the meeting
in one government aircraft which could land down
at the airport of Kigali where they were camping.
French military shot surface - to - air missiles
as the jet prepared to land in Kigali.
Presidents of burundi and rwanda died.
Their criminal mission of destabilising that part of Africa succeeded as tribal war did rise up.
some western media panicked people about the death
of the presidents.
The tutsi rebels were supported by the french military
to change the regime which was the plan of many westerners.
some civilians hutus( Bantus) and Tutsis ( Nilotic) killed each others.
It was genocide provoked by the killers
of the heads of states.
Many lies flew here and there about the hutus to kill
the tutsi as long as they killed each others
and that was the plan of the trouble makers.
Rwandan hutus were blackmailed to be genocideurs
when Kagame pointed french government officials
to be the masterminds of the criminal plans
from A to Z in rwanda, burundi and Congo.
So french government and other westerners protected Kagame to not appear to ICC because he denounced
them publicly.
The African young leaders have nothing to do with
the french and American militaries
on African lands
as they are not for peace
in Africa.
August 8/2023