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I hope it’s not a premonition
Of my immanent demise, but thinking today
About how far the arc of my life has come,
Makes me glad to be alive.
Nothing special or unique in that
Just odd to feel, like a cat
I’ve had more than a few lives
Packed into this one, so far,
And the range of change
Surprises me when I look at it.
Forty five years ago in college I briefly
Subscribed to the Socialist Worker’s Party paper.
Not sure why, but I think it had something to do
With expressing solidarity with a cute blond.
Now here I am on the cusp of applying for membership
In the John Birch Society, about as far
From the reality of that college hippie
As I can now imagine.
In between a mostly smooth arc stretched
Across decades of very slow maturing.
Maybe I’m just proud and stubborn
And so resistant to change
But I think it’s more a reflection of just how
Indoctrinated I was in my formative years.
It takes a lot to undo real indoctrination you know,
And I think in my case
It involved a couple of millennia instead of decades.
But anyway, I don’t think I’m quite done diving
But I can see the ocean shimmering
A great warm smile
As it comes up to meet me.
(10/16/25)
Since industrialization there’s been agitation frustration palpitation trepidation vociferation
And unequivocal asseveration in favour of our planet’s welfare glorification and protection
Premeditated or not, the results on the planet are nothing short of brutalization and martyrization
Damage is irreversible and orchestrated with acceleration towards matricide and genocide no question
Axiomatic domination exploitation contamination violation decimation decapitation
Take their toll from appropriation to deforestation, amputating earth’s lungs without arbitration
Patronizing politicians greedy for ovations ignore aggravation assassination brutification asphyxiation
Not fooling anyone with altruistic motives of lavishing ones with undue admiration and accreditation
We’re beyond allegations and accusations of criminal irresponsible desensitization and legitimation
Way beyond denials repudiation vacillation and claiming a convocation for immediate restoration
The truth is we’re an actualized and glorified civilization cohabitating with vegetation and crustacean
We claim to have more intelligence yet all we show is irreverence greed alienation and agglomeration
The truth is the damage humans have created in the last hundred years amounts to irreparable laceration
Optimists say it’s not too late to opt for self-preservation with inspiration adaptation and indoctrination…
AP: 1st place 2022
Submitted on March 26, 2018 for contest TRIPLE A CHALLENGE sponsored by ROBERT HAIGH - RANKED 8TH
Our tomboy caterpillar’s metamorphic tendencies
Preceded her in reputation and in wherewithal
Her human indoctrination was a metabolic oversight
Uncharacteristically uncalled for, and clearly filled us with wonder.
We stood by eagerly, awaiting instructions,
As a magnificent metamorphosis changed our
Muddy, earthy, plain, now tiara-featured princess
Into a teenage butterfly, ready for the prom.
All we have to do now is clean those fingernails,
My concerned husband whispered to me,
When he saw her in her dress and floppy shoes.
We do not want her to be too pretty, I cautioned him.
They tell them the reality of yesterday is their tomorrow
Save the cries for different versions of sorrow
The world is hash but there is a God who is omnipotent
The world has abundance if they choose to be content
If their dwelling is a square foot, they should think about a refugee
If their bowls are empty they should fast, prayer is free
They traded their votes for hope and empty promises
Their offertory is a subscription enticed with a forebode blessing
They should not question their poverty, for religion extols it
They should not question the system, if they are patriotic
The system was designed for the poor to determine who rules
The system was designed for a few rich to rule over the poor
Their poverty gives the powerful power over them
Their ignorance raises few questions
Their starvation hungers for crumbs
The desperation of the governed inflates the egos of the government
Dwarfing the people into fear, inferiority complex and indoctrination
These are the bars of the gate of the prison of poverty
Lemmings run in tunnels deep,
The obsessed won't let the phantoms sleep,
But I can't stampede with brainwashed sheep,
I plunged into the soul river.
Leaving the crowd was hard to do
My heart, deceived, believed it knew,
But I left the comfort zone, joined the few.
And plunged into the soul river.
I entered the heart of the silent night,
Where the moon whispered soft and bright,
A path of dreams, it just felt right,
Between the cliffs of the soul river.
Beneath the sky of endless stars,
I put on hold the wounds and scars,
The current took me, ventured far,
I drifted with the soul river.
[chorus]
Soul river, carry me,
To the place where I am free,
Free to think and disagree.
Free to pursue life's mystery.
Then morning came with golden hue,
Each dream left its subconscious clue,
My heart learned from the journey true,
Guided by the soul river.
Mountains reflect in serene clear lakes
Though my friends don't learn from their mistakes,
I will not be with them, for time rushes by
I'd rather feel bad with truth, then good with a lie.
Now is the Aquarian Age and its predictable backlash
while America scares the hell into us.
Where culture wars of identity and recrimination
have become silos of information isolation.
Where critical thought and intellectualism
is targeted for finger pointing and 'woke' blaming.
They besmirch compassion under the rubric 'socialism'.
As though democratic socialism is, or has ever been, a bad thing?
Ask your Grandmother if she appreciates her pension?
Do you drive on roads and highways? Obey stop signs?
The inarticulate MAGA twenty first century pledge of allegiance
is fealty to a neo-fascism of religious and race intolerance.
That empowered imperial colonialism and historic xenophobia.
Superiority manifest by God determined righteousness.
Ancient Abrahamic systems that privileged the elite.
Requiring fealty of the conditioned masses
by willing submission, called faith.
Separation of religion and state is a constitutional bulwark.
That is by credence and convention historically obscured.
The prayer breakfast obligatory for success.
'In God we Trust' is stamped on every bag of donor funds
that lobby the integrity of statespersons and politicians.
This is the history of our humanity; this is what we face,
this is what we are up against, these are the powers manifest.
And now we are in a time of critical potential.
Where idealism confronts ignorance
administered by hate, and unexamined faith.
Where jingoism can be 'replaced' by compassionate humanism.
Liberating us from media forged manacles of corporate, state,
or religious indoctrination that still enforce their control.
We rise defiant throughout the world to the Age of Aquarius.
Articulate, and provocative.
Inspired by ideals of Global Unity,
and the 2.0 of humanity.
In wayward march of civilization unthwarted,
nature’s delicate equilibrium gets destroyed.
Global warming follows the footprints of progress,
extreme climate events wreck vulnerable population.
Does anyone care?
Radical indoctrination drives the pliable psyche
to the blind alleys of infirm insanity,
stained by the blood of the innocent,
as society suffers from misplaced dogma of faith.
Does anyone care?
Born equal under the grace of God's own sky,
the children of destiny don’t see the sun rise,
walk lame life in gloom of poverty and deprivation,
in the dark night dreams die before they’re born.
Does anyone care?
The snapped fabric of frail human bonds and values
builds bare islands in the seamless sea of loneliness,
ravaged by the tempest of self-seeking pursuits,
the tides of time washes away bliss from the soul.
Does anyone care?
March 15, 2020
Contest : All Yours (Mar 19)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
The Dark Obsession - for contest
Horrendous thunderstorm of explosions
Dark clouds of the noxious obsessions....,
that we have more weapons; we fight for a cause
Malefic causes so senseless and baseless...
But paradox is, it appears noble for the offenders
Large-scale indoctrination of the young minds
for violence and ruthless destruction
Obsession of supremacy so dreadfully corrosive
Mad spree to hoard guns and WMDs,
Innocents or criminals, men or animals,
shudder with fear all that has life!
Collossal apocalypse of terror-waves ...
Atrocious erosion of moral and social fabric
Grotesque grimace at the principle of
universal brotherhood that underlies all our
holy scriptures!
Oppressed n' suppressed are the weak n' unequipped
Belligerent, pugnacious mindset mobilisation to bring
vitriolic ripping n' decaying of global peace
Peaceful waters turned filthy black with terror,
boils in the furnace to give to the globe a
shower of hot flowing blood!
Amicable contemplation to assassin this obsession
would bring no wars, no terrorism but peace!
Sustainable peace assured for the eternity!
© Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015
glossary:
WMD- Weapons of Mass Destruction
For contest: The tragedy of black
sponsored by: Bev Smith
Submitted by: Anulaxmi Nayak
Written on: 18th August 2015
#Life
Tour of trials and hostility, in this cave, life capture's my soul, hell prey's for my flesh, indoctrination waits in ambush for my mental GPS. With this God DIY tools, equiped to unearth parth's long consumed by creation and evolution...
from four cardinals of earth, horns of wisdom positions distressed and discareded abilities of mother nature. Waterfall's bearing rebirth, cleansing drained long extinct men conscience...
from under earth plates, smokes with insence, awakening purities long ingraved in packages of human descendency to life. Hijacked dreams and hopes of child's maps of earth, peals from bondages of captivity and brainwash...
The world, for the first time, wows and collides with rage, for denied and amputated abilities, that earth stole from genesis. Rise of greatness, beyond wisdom and intelligency, degenaration in every hole and pores of earth and men, here and there pillars of change, marking the begining of magnitude.
#Poetic_Ink
Foreclosure and Woods
she stumbles on her roots and cannot see the tree for the forest
a wall of internalized obstacles and overgrown socialized seeds
obstructs her vision as she licks her sorrowed wounds after the fall
Pink Floyd in her mind ‘don't need no education or thought control’
her life has been an assault course and she reaches all those partitions
dividing preventing and not seeing the bigger picture in her underbrush
she remembers the jungle gym when she was too clumsy as a child
the mocking of the fit youngsters decrying her weight and physique
always a detail person she never saw the bigger picture and fell into
her own thick undergrowth and hid from life whenever she could
now she was in the woods of contempt and wolves and her grandma
wished her red riding hood was a thinking cap made out of dreams
‘when I grow up I should swim with dolphins instead maybe there is
a lake must be hidden behind wooden canopies for the path is muddy’
who planted those trees and why are they insurmountably hiding my
own aspirations under the cover of indoctrination and parental control
she weeps and decides she must marry her pain to a kind tree surgeon
'at least I am firmly grounded and dizzying heights are out of my reach'
07th October 2020