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Premium Member From My Heart

How can I say what is on my heart
A heart that grew up on a farm day and night
It beat with respecting others
Our black neighbor was as loved as the white
What we are seeing today is beyond this
It seems clear the inequality every hour
Satan is running around uncontrolled
Don't laugh, he seeks to devour
We have the power to control through devout prayer,
But with prayer we have to see where we are
What is our role in respect towards one another?
We have a voice to others near and far.
The pandemic of Coronavirus has only begun--
Our nation weakened with health fear
Crowds moved in with violence on mind
When country is weak both far and near
Citizens vulnerable - those without jobs or health
Leadership seems reactive rather than pro-active.
Burning buildings, looting struggling businesses
Outsiders shooting setting fires harming how others live
Police brutality is horrible with acts of hatred seen
It is different today because all can see; 
Over and over and over-again and again; Fear abounds
Perhaps, turn off your Google; turn off TV
We can imagine what Lincoln or Reagan or Roosevelt 
Or Obama would do to silence the masses;
The Coronavirus brought in to our country more
than a killer virus; it brought in lost businesses, 
Fine vulnerable persons-all races-flattened
Without means of finances, food or voice--
Wake up America, be careful of your vote but vote
It is your gift. Study carefully your choices.
Millions of dollars wasted on useless rhetoric--
Commercials played repeatedly ad nauseum
Hunger abounds; they want to win but why for what?
Study to carefully know yourself and them, 
Support your police, encourage the fine servants
Who are under attack because of a few with violence
We have a wonderful country-USA-so do your part
Pray to the Almighty, evaluate your role from here hence.
Not many can go back to the farm’s life of yesteryear,
But we can work for equality: white, red, brown, black, yellow 
Are suffering, too. Some of us are living on a shoestring
Be alert to love God and our neighbors as ourselves.
- Evelyn Pearl Carpenter Anderson
Form: Rhyme


The Comfort Of My Soul Kismet

When I became pressed tight with the grunting weight of evolutionary greed, the inequality exportation of this evolutionary greedy cosmos.
I decided that I will not let time or circumstance continue to define me, not since I read the prevailing words of Jesus: Heaven and Earth shall pass away, but my words will not pass away.

Then, like a puff of Divine Inspiration, I remembered Apostle Peter's letter to the church: A day of warning that the Priest Most High will come like a thief. The Heavens will disappear with a roar, the Element will be destroyed by fire, and the Earth and everything done in it will be laid bare.

In my mindset, it became a strong manifestation.
Jesus' Divine wisdom and teachings offer eternal salvation that will outlast the material universe, and that eternal soul will outlast the physical world.

Even during the octogenarian stage of my life, with a compassionate spirit, I will keep strong in following Jesus's unique philosophy.,
I will hold close to my heart his covenant.
Like rushing fast as a New York Subway, I will be keeping quick my ambition to keep my faith in Jesus' promise.
Even if life and death are non-literal, yet in a metaphorical sense, I will keep my wit swift.

Although I am small in stature and uncomely, oftentimes I am not articulate enough to express my faith in God, yet I will be like an emboldened Lark with profound strength and courage to remind others how Jesus was sent here through the lineage of Judah and that he is the way of righteousness sent here with a Divine instrument against the ungodly.




2 Peter chapter 3 verse 10 Isaiah 65:17   Revelation 21;1
Form: Narrative

Premium Member A Flowerette of Peace

Simple Step In Beauty

Passion flower towers at the crown of a radical Hippies’ heart revolution in waiting 
blossoms for such longing deep sensual trust freedom justice compassion to prevail
Opens closes unlatches the moment past future spins memories for contemplating
of what to hold dear whom where and when cycles keep spinning on dialectical scale

From root to blossom up towards down from equality empowerment and social exclusion
love can be synthesized smelt scented with fragrance aroma communal power infused
When ‘Passiflora’ is lived and ‘ en-lived’ ‘en-storied’ to the meaning essence’s restitution
condensed ‘ad integrum’ oozing emotion reason strength determination dis-confused

I am a dreamer idealist so my favourite flower recycles in truth and all magic seasons
it grows and weaves amorous bouquets bunches and hunches inter-webbed branches
No strings no inequality no tyranny of hierarchy attached no spider web of treason
marque demarcate marginalize but complement resolve hypocrisy oppositional tranches 

My flower reaches for nature for fusion not terror domination colonisation of minds
wishes to swift and sift gently the torments thunders blunders ring in winds of change
make love and not wars intercourses in slow rhyming rhythm in place and overall time
If we all cherished this flower we ‘d be more peaceful and turn anger to guardian’s ‘ange’

08th August

ABAB CDCE EFEF GHGH
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Farewell To Fair Play

The Gilded Age by Mark Twain in his 1873 novel /The Gilded Age: A Tale of Today, which satirized the era's materialism and political corruption is just what this King has ordered in his Megabill —Poetess

There was economic prosperity,
tho unconscionable social inequality
as a few “robber barons” tycoons
amassed great fortunes, 
whereas degradation inflicted dire poverty, 
mass starvation from petty wages
and long suffered humiliation 
spawned a widened path and following stages
Arising of labor movements, 
for better rights and conditions
narrowing the gap ‘tween the CEO 
and the working Joe         
killed for organizing strikes  
The Gilded Age was notorious 
political corruption made glorious
influencing many politicians 
dominating were the captains of industry
An era of the rise of patronage systems 
and widespread bribery and kickbacks 
eroding trust in the government 
Lack of effective regulation
contributed monopolist’s chasm reign 
solidifying rich/poor disparity 
We’ve forgotten that era and are in the midst 
of repeating the plunder
A royal signature enshrines greed now just as then,
making America for the privileged gilded again
His majesty has his victory lap
and with no room for a generation gap
he’ll sign the Big Beautiful Bill
On this Independence Day
A gilded new age awaits his will
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Patriotism

Patriotism is in the air,
And sentiments high,
Cataclysm is over,
Liberation heaves a sigh!

Insufferable inequality,
Now is ineffable ecstasy,
Undeterred determination,
And honourable judiciary !


Providential independence,
Undisputed Unification,
Living to credence,
Spirit of nationalism!

All men created equal, by creator endowed with certain,
Unalienable rights- life, liberty and pursuit of happiness!






** last two lines have been taken from Abraham Lincoln's centrepiece of rhetoric ( in Gettysburg address of 1863) and is a well known statement on human rights

Written on 12/7/14
Contest- patriotism
Sponsor- Isaiah Zerbst 

Awarded 3rd place
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Stranger Fruit To Come

stranger fruits to come

by our roots we’re born free
no one owns the earth

yet bitter sweet
is our liberty

in the beginning
all was void and black

peace, love, unity
and oneness of kind

(synonyms)

then thunder tolled
and lightening flashed

truth frightened un-believers
inventing change

(antonyms)

injustice veiled
justice

inequality veiled
equanimity

from the seed
of the fruit of bigotry

racism bloomed
and flourished

a bastard branch 
of the tree of life grew

we are the victims
of its fruits

dormant seeds
shedding ivory hued mold

today
hope blossoms

the immortality
of freedom is…

Let Us Never Forget

Social injustice and economic inequality 
have always been practiced in our Nation's working industry
Irish need not apply, Hispanics we don't want your kind
and Blacks don't even show your face
this was the typical response to ethnic minorities in America's workplace

nepotism and favoritism were the norm and status quo
as it was not about your knowledge or skill but about who you know
let us never forget the unions and labor laws which evened the playing field
for if it was left up to corporate America economic inequality would never yield

Racism, discrimination and segregation on our Nation's history is a blight
and in spite of all the civil rights laws we still have to fight
for a measure of equal opportunity 
for some respect and a little dignity

let us never forget the Rev. Dr. King Jr., Medgar Evers, Cesar Chavez and Rosa Parks
those who stood up against injustice by igniting a socially conscious spark
they did not back down, they would not back off, they took a moral stance
so that every single human being in this country could have an equal chance

We hold these truths to be self-evident that all citizens shall be treated the same
regardless of race, color, age, gender or how we pronounce your name
and as we celebrate Black History Month let us never forget those who led the fight
in the struggle for social justice, economic equality and basic human rights

Revolutionary Lovers

All human lives matter.
They met in street rallies,
fighting for justice and change.

All pain and glory they shared,
handcuffed to the same chain, 
whipped with the same police spray,
facing the same hanging judge,
taking the same heroic plea:
Not guilty. We stand against
greed, racism, war, and inequality.
We stand for humanity, one earth, 
one identity.
But they were sent to separate jails,
did not diminish their love's scale.
Then they decided to get married
and finally got what they need
a night together, the warden's courtesy
which could have lasted for eternity.
But he was tortured and quietly buried;
she was unaware and constantly worried,
had a child she raised with her in prison,
taught him how to keep his composition.
The government fell and rebels got them freed;
both were super happy indeed, yet sad
when they learned of evil deed.
My love I swear to never forget
all that our sweet love beget.
Rest in peace my hero, my love,
my everlasting dove.

Premium Member Liberty

What the heck is wrong with you?
It makes no sense what you do;
You cry your tears; such sad views,
Of choices that lead straight to who?

Not the ones in Washington,
They cannot get the job done.
All they do is take from some,
And in the end help but one;

The one they help is the game
That keeps all held to a flame;
Which burns of promises so lame,
Self-power being their true aim.

Why do not all eyes that see,
Understand the futility,
Of trying to create equality,
When what really works is liberty.

Freedom brings prosperity,
All else leads to tyranny;
Many throughout history,
Have explained this awesome mystery.

The masses always yearning,
For freedom from tyrants burdening;
Those that have refused learning,
Fall to obedience of living;

Living lives of demanding, 
We are entitled to free caring;
Thus, our votes are supporting,
The voices that call for stealing;

We claim that our misery,
Is based on inequality;
So, we’ve chosen tyranny,
Fearing the price of liberty;

What the cost of liberty?
Only constant vigilance;
Against the forces of deception,
That holds to this misconception;

That by the use of tyranny,
Governments can create equality;
When their schemes in reality,
Only equalize more misery;

They attempt to legislate prosperity,
Using governmental tyranny;
Please just learn some history,
Then you too would choose liberty.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Haitian New Year's Poetrysoup Joumou

Bon appétit to all my fellow Haitians and friends,
Who will be drinking, sipping, savoring poertysoup joumou,
Which is made of squash, neck bones, macaroni, oxtails,
Carrots, yams, celery, parsley, and countless vegetables.

This is a powerful, yet historical soup,
With a strong message. This tradition
Started after the Battle of Vertières,
When the Haitian Army defeated the French.

Haiti fought and won its Independence,
On January 1st.1804 in Gonaives, Haiti,
And became the first Black Republic
In the world. Believe me, this is amazing.

Poetrysouo joumou symbolizes Respect, Freedom,
Independence, Peace, Equality and Liberty. It stands
Against slavery, bigotry, racism, unfairness, injustice,
White supremacy, nepotism, inequality and prejudice.

Our Haitian ancestors could not consume such a delicacy
Before, where only the Colonists, the Affranchis
Or the Freedmen could enjoy. The defeat of Gen. Rochambeau
By General J.J.Dessalines had changed the entire scenario.

Please join all Haitians throughout the world by drinking,
Eating and savoring 'soup joumou', the Haitian squash soup,
On the first day of every year. Celebrate in memories of strong men,
And women who fought for Liberty, Equality and Fraternity.

Please read the history of the mysterious island of Haiti,
To enhance your knowledge of the world's history.
The Haitian People, in spite of constant internal fights,
Are strong, resilient, friendly, funny and intelligent.


Copyright © December 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.

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