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I am going to teach you a lesson
A lesson in finesse
What? Coming from me, it will be the first
But I'll give it to ya
First, don't answer a question with a question
That - I do that a lot
Think you do too
It's human nature
Where did you go today?
Why do you want to know?
Did you do that?
I wonder who did it
Now when it comes to problem solvers
Take it from me
I am the pro at it
First see where the problem is
And go straight to the source
Distinguish it
Put water on it
What? Yeah - cool - my friend
Douse yourself with some cold water
You'll get a clear head
Unless the problem is yourself
Then I cannot help you there
You'll handle it on your own
Thus you be
Another pointer - always point it out
Yeah - who doesn't want to know?
Tell the truth, my friend
You'll make some friends and a few enemies
You'll learn to talk plainly and truthfully
Which the bottom line is better for everyone
Who asks you anyway?
That's it
That's my lesson in finesses
Come join us tomorrow
As there will be a few chairs here
Waiting for you
Hear?
Black lips vibrating for the right mix
Black lips kiss with a passion, Black fistfight for our past and future sons
bloodshed lies spilled
Black lips start to peel
slaving for a meal, time standing still, life flying by
black lips begin to cry, no more lies, no more corrupt minds
Cut all ties with evil spines, attempting to take the soul of the Black lips, with a quick fix
gripping tight on the crucifix
hundreds of years running
hundreds of years of being a fugitive, accused of living Black, black Lips Start To fight Back
Activist, these Lips Never Fall back
These Lips were in Defense, and Now It's Time to Attack
never double back to slavery
black lips keep the bravery
Are some going to hell? maybe, you cannot save all beings
it's human nature, even though God Created everything
Going through the struggle
black lips start to sing
I'm blessed in the name of the King, All Through Summer, Winter, Fall, and Spring.
I Will Sing
"I'm Blessed."
Slippery Slope to Our Forever
1. Every time I am with you, time always goes slowly.
Or perhaps it is I would cling to each memory, afraid of feeling lonely.
They say it is human nature to protect oneself—we act tough.
I must have lost that stimulant when I flew into your cloud of love.
2. The fault lies in my character; I only want to protect you.
Push me down the stairs and I will not fall headfirst.
How can I afford to hurt my head?
That wouldn't help to quench my thirst.
In my mind, fragile memories of you, me, and the leaves glowing with my tears' dew.
3. I will hold on to the slippery slope to our forever.
May bruise both knees and my tongue on each lever.
Passing in each season, I won't let go—you will have to push me away.
Shameless and shameless all the way through in my love for you. Is that all the pay?
4. I said I won't hurt my head even when I fall.
Want to know why?
My mind is a canvas painted with every laugh, smile, joke, and thought of yours.
I can't let go of it to save my life.
I don't care if it rhymes, but I will love to hold you in my arms in each lifetime.
5. Seeing you under a white veil and in a white dress, my body would freeze on the altar, awestruck by your beauty.
In case that happens, please know in all our lives, loving you will never become just a duty.
An alluring art of vivacious symbols and meanings,
Fig leaf has many religious political leanings;
Though apple was the fruit Adam and Eve had once eaten,
It's fig leaf that had hidden them when they felt browbeaten...!
Wrapping our physic we do; though not in pageant parades,
Psychic volcanoes we cover up with gold-gleaming shades;
Odors of festering wounds are hidden by fragrant scent,
Do all these, yet, grand to our hearts, aptly needed vent...?
Do all polished stones turn precious diamond or sapphire?
Do toy-guns in battles, like cannons and tanks blow fire?
When make-up peels off, physic would its true complexion show,
Though buried within darkest shadows, sun will, surely, glow...!
Hypocrisy was what Jesus hated most in humans,
In light of truth, he said, darkness of hearts should illumine;
Washing should be both within and without of the vessels,
Whitewashing the sepulchers? Values need true retrievals!
Shielding sins have been constituent of human nature,
In doing so, we turn hilarious caricature;
Growing out of inner deficiencies, is a must,
Fig leaves might fade off; Fig trees must grow, in strength so robust...!
29 March 2022
World of violence
As the morning slowly breaks
and, daylight in fil trates...
I feel,
the sunshine- burn away the grey
I feel,
the dawning, of a brand new day
I wish, the clouds would
confiscate the rain...
ease the pain ...
as I awaken,
to a world of violence.
In a world not far away
another bullet pen e trates...
another,
black soul it takes
Did you hear his cries...
for mercy?
Will his words be heard by...
the jury?
Or,
is justice, controlled by
the hand with the gun?
Answers...no one!
Can't we just stop...
the violence?
They say human nature hates...
so just surrender to the fates
so...does that mean it's too late?
Why is it so hard for us
to be kind?
Is this the end of
humankind?
Or, Is it true...
that only the strong survive?
Or is it better...
having God on our side?
Aren't you tired of this world of violence?
I am.
John Derek Hamilton
November 09, 2018
re-posted Jun09,2020
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2018
VII.
Fisher was new to the Hollywood scene,
but he’d had an easy time getting it,
he’d written a screenplay set in Georgia
of rednecks who can’t handle strong women.
It had lots of action, to draw the crowds,
it was pro-feminist, empowering,
many studios had bid on the script,
and said,”Friend, you’re going to do great things.”
He shook the right hands, slept with the right people,
then came production, a bit of a chore,
but when it was done everyone said that
it was a film to be praised and adored.
But when the trailer hit the internet
trouble began, all the comments poked fun:
Ninety pound girl fighting a full-grown man?
Only Hollywood could be this damn dumb!
Fisher took to his social media
to defend the movie that he had made,
called out the people as sexist scumbags,
he would not let them just pump out their ‘hate.’
Yet when the movie finally premiered,
to the bottom of the ranks did it go,
it seems people don’t like being preached at,
didn’t buy tiny girls as action heroes.
The calls stopped coming, exec turned their heads,
he drank his anger until half deranged,
why wouldn’t people watch what was ‘good for them?’
Why couldn’t he make human nature change?
Ultimately
what we respect
and whom we love most dearly
emerge from past relational choices we have made
Ideally
intentional choices toward healthy integrity.
Yet too often
merely blundering along
hoping against reasonable faith
to avoid ultimately pathological trauma
Settling
for short-term band-aids
covering over long-term,
possibly even multi-generational,
therapeutic opportunities
to set aside retributive pay-back politics
perpetuating denial of ecological wisdom
and disassociation of human nature
from all sacred Earth natures.
Ultimately
no one actually prefers to set aside gratitude
for opportunities
to experience love's integrative powers,
to embrace our own past and future EarthMothers,
to be filled with Her and His radiantly nurturing Wonder
and holy Awe
within FatherSun's radiant light
and regenerative powers of ergodic-harmonic Matters;
Ultimatums
are a planetary polyphonic ribbon
of historic revolution
still emerging from sacred Light's heart
and mind
of divinely bright
sacred Love
of and for cooperative Win-Win life
and notnot evil
Lose-Lose
inevitably dualdark
anti-economic
and anti-political disempowering
and anti-ecological
bad faith choices.
Ultimately
what we respect
and whom we love most dearly
emerge from past integrity choices we have made.
Ich weiss schon, was du meinst
I do know what you mean!
Trust me my dearest love—I do!
Whether I say this in German or in English,
my thought and intention with this are the same!
Since we first met years ago the love, fire, and
passion in my heart and soul for you have never
ceased or abated—and they shall never do so!
And the compelling force and the palpable feeling
created by the alchemic nature of our relationship,
shall be with us always in this world my dearest love.
I say this even until it’s time for us to shake off this
mortal coil of ours!
Yet, I say even beyond this mortal plane, the love and the
feeling we share shall find their rightful place at the center
of our respective souls, as we gain our entrance into God’s
Kingdom in all of His Divine light, love, glory, and eternal
harmony!
Worse it could be though, but I dare not ever think of this,
for I believe in the depth of our love, the strength of our
sacred convictions, and the power of our emotions—all
of which shall stand the ultimate test of time and the surety
of our commitment!
And so my love, I say be not ever afraid—for I shall be
with you in your moments of joy, happiness, sadness, fear,
rejection, illness, and celebration. That’s the joyous bond
we both eternally share in God’s very eyes!
Life can be great, it can be glorious, it can be challenging;
and it can be unfair, and it can be wicked for sure—given
the unfortunate ways and foibles of human nature!
Even with all of this said and done—this shall never, ever
alter the love, fire, and passion I have for you in my heart
and possess in my soul my dearest love!
And so my dearest love . . .
I do know what you mean!
Ich weiss schon, was du meinst!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 8, 2015 (Free Verse)
With selfishness that had rotted my soul
Along foul stench of decay-causing pride
Succumbing to shame midst grievous defeat
For Christ’s blessed pardon, I humbly cried.
Midst unconfessed iniquities, heart fails
As vows toward holy striving lose might
Cognizant of transgressions’ stinking molds
I seek the Saviour’s light to do what’s right.
Admitting my own human nature flaws
Exposing debilities and defects
I beseech God for sanctifying grace
To be cleansed from every sin that infects.
Grateful to the Lord’s preserving* mercy
My spirit persists to fight decay signs
Anchored by His ever-enduring strength
In exuding sweet smell by truth guidelines.
*2Timothy 4:18 And the Lord shall deliver me from every evil work, and will preserve me unto his heavenly kingdom: to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
September 26, 2020
4th place, "Writing Challenge - Decay-Quatrain Form" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 9/29/2020.
“For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass.” (James 1:23 of the King James Bible)
With your looking glass functionality
clear to you is my flawed human nature
lurking midst imperfect humane culture
unveiled in the eyes of the Almighty.
Beholding myself through your truth and light
my heart cannot hide agonizing pain
being cracked midst bitter misery-strain
ready to burst; yet silenced by mask plight.
Here am I accepting your peace so sweet
granted by loving Lord Who is life Source
for my torn soul’s redemption from guilt’s course
mending broken hopes toward blissful feat.
Just as I am, to the Saviour I come
grace-propped, grateful, dropping facade of pride
now freed from illusion with you as guide
God’s Word*, my divine mirror, I succumb.
*Hebrews 4:12 For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
June 19, 2021
2nd place, "Writing Prompt - Flawed" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 6/24/2021.