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Do the minority know?
That they are in the majority most of the time,
And in the minority for the least amount of time.
It follows that the minority will agree with the majority of issues,
For majority of the time,
And agree with the minority of the issues the least amount of time.
It also follows that if the minority wag the dogs tail,
Majority of the time,
Then democracy is the loser majority of the time.
If however the majority accepts that the minority view,
Should not be disregarded all the time,
Then democracy will work some of the time.
And if the minority accept that the majority view counts for more,
The majority of the time,
Then Democracy will work most of the time.
Lately I’ve come to realize my definition of love
Is not about joy and completion and belonging,
But more about loss and longing
A sense of grief for what once was
But never will be again.
I don’t think this makes me unique
But probably not in the majority either.
I think of all this today
The one year anniversary
Of Charlie Kirk’s assassination
Because the shock of that loss
To all of US is still so raw,
A wound just beneath the surface
That may never fully heal.
This recognition of love
Bound up inextricably with loss and grief
Makes me wonder if I am still in the minority.
I pray I’m not, as I wish the best for this nation
And this world, but I fear I am wrong,
And the callous heart that celebrates hate
Is still on the ascendant and not decline.
What will it take for America and the world
To have a change of heart?
I do not know.
Maybe it’ll start with the sacrifice Charlie made,
But it still has so far to go.
(9/10/26)
RESOLUTION
If life goes rancid with sour taste
The time for action was long ago
A missed window of opportunity
One may challenge with impunity
But such purpose is all for show
And protestation is such a waste
With a case for early intervention
Resolve and clear focus is needed
Addressing issues when first seen
And working out what they mean
All faults to be readily conceded
Reciprocity is worthy of mention
Some difficulties are irreconcilable
They are however, in the minority
Either party can leave with regret
But not when parting isn’t due yet
There can be no assumed authority
Memories cannot be contemptible
But an argument for give and take
Supports the idea of a neutral zone
Where the elements of normal life
Can displace all unnecessary strife
Communicating in a balanced tone
Should leave arguments in its wake
Some have it taken from them, far too young in life;
Some claim a hold on to it, until becoming man and wife;
Some freely give it away, under circumstances not quite right;
She is blessed with the memory of a spectacularly wonderful night.
He was kind and he was gentle; love the both of them did share;
He allowed her to set the pace, showing that he cared;
Experiences, he had a few, of that she held no doubt;
He left her with the comfort that at any time she could back out.
A climax, she might not have reached, but there was pleasure in the pain;
His masculinity enveloped her, covered with sweat that felt like dripping rain;
Deeply he looked in her eyes as the two of them had become one;
Tightly he held on to her long after the excitement was all done.
Life led them down different paths; the parting was sad but natural;
Other lovers would come and go but none were as memorable;
She knows she is in the minority of women whose first experience was so pure;
She wonders whatever became of him and will for evermore.
There are two words put together I see as
Oppressive and abhorrent-as bad as the word
Xenophobia-the word toxic masculinity divides-we need to
Inspire our future not divide the
Children with words that separate
Mars and venus are two not one-
Adam and eve walked through the garden together-
Strength and courage are traits to be
Celebrated...not to be feared. The
Unity of respect is needed to come together.
Level headed approach to understands differences and not build the rift like the
Illusions reflected from the glass and light-becoming a
Neurotic plague-a disease which has spread its tentacles-no wonder there's
confusion
Inside young minds. Let nature take its course and let the
Testosterone flow as boys grow into men-we need to teach them...not condemn
them...
Yes there are some males who are misogynist but they are in the minority...not
the majority.
I too
have found the truth
seen the deep state and the fake news in review,
only to find the great reveal
you know who is the real big steal,
and the swamp remains filled with unobjective fools
a dark conspiratorial growing cesspool,
the elections honest, verified, and true
counted and recounted just to satisfy the few,
seventy-four million voted for their candidate in the minority
but so did the eighty-four of the landslide majority,
so give a shout and one more prayer
for the republic and democracy still clinging here
one more authority clutching at power
just another loser soured.
In our close circle of friends and family
I've been known as old Poppa Jack
Really like it, I can feel all the love
What I give comes bouncing right back
Always been known to love the whole world
Enemies? Not a single darn soul
Some people I like a bit more than others
They're in the minority on the whole
There's nobody I'd really classify as someone
I wouldn't spend time with, by crikey
Or give pretty ladies a sweet tender hug
That person's never entered my psyche
So here's this old guy baring his soul
For the world to see and to know
My inner workings are still working fine
The secret? Just let it all flow
Here's old Poppa Jack signing off for now
With a dirty big smackeroonie
For all my multitude of friends and family
Whose love is so precious to me
© Jack Ellison 2013
Chinese people everywhere
Are cheering for the Knicks.
They’re rooting for their favorite fan,
Who’s managed to transfix.
Of course, they want their team to score
But whether lose or win,
They’ll get the thrills they need
By chanting for their own J. Lin.
For Jeremy, a Harvard man,
Is living, breathing proof
A brainy Asian athlete
Isn’t anything to spoof.
I get the Chinese mindset
And I understand their pride;
Since folks like them in sports are few,
Their joy is justified.
It feels familiar, ‘cause I knew
That feeling, oh so rich,
When years ago, I got to see
A fellow landsman pitch.
His name was Sandy Koufax,
His religion one I share;
And every Jewish baseball fan
Of that was well aware.
When you’re in the minority,
It really feels so good
To celebrate a star who comes
From your part of the ‘hood.
We are but dreams in the night. Shadows on the land, whose time on earth is only truly measured by God and loved ones alone. we flit through life in an instant, wanting, yearning to make a difference, in a rapidly declining world, with a profound thought, a good intention, a remarkable deedor some worldly wise insight understood by a worldly kinship...those that think as you do. All the time wondering if you are in the minority or the majority. Your only weapon to change that which so desperately requires change, is the impotency of words in a world where the wonder of education has been sorrowfully tainted by the 'educated', through elitism. We must let the children ask the questions, don't stifle the cries of babes. Time has come for a worldwide education, not pockets of religious bigotry. God is not on all our sides..we should therefore be on Gods side. We should all strive to be Godlike inside, for a religion which insists that a war is fought in its name...is not religious nor righteous at all. Ain't this the time for change.....we've been getting it wrong for thousands of years...
Oh Younger Self!
Don’t be behind at saying what you want,
Just because you never did have the font,
Regression exists in us if we fail to specify,
Objectifying later, our questions to quantify.
Believe only in the people you trust and obey,
Don’t quantify because you’re in the minority,
Remember what you’ve got, media and friends,
Treasure your relationships to make your own ends.
Just be short-sighted, only aware of the now,
Don’t aspire to be godly or sickeningly high-brow,
Crimp what you like but is wrong multitudinary,
And don’t equate true morality with the binary.
Exclude yourself to discuss your mind and trueness,
Freshness is in people who flow with goodness,
Be rejected, make do and accept low facilities,
Happiness is in your real desires and proclivities.