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Premium Member Remembering Rwanda

Before the blast in April's darkened sky. . .  
before the electrifying surge of insurgency -
when trucks and tanks were used to block the roads, and
when men and even boys were sought to aid in one malicious purpose. . .
before the rampant slaughter - 
the raining of machetes down on flesh and bones 
and the cornucopia of corpses left like butchered carcasses 
on highways, nearby houses and in churches. . .
before the plundering, the rapes and mutilations  
and the exodus of thousands to death-infested camps, 
there were whisperings -
 insidious and portentous to the ears of the wisely suspicious -
and a voice on the airwaves spewing hate.

Before it all, 
there was a brewing of resentment 
of a people with a history of poverty and
of transitory freedom and capricious politics. 
And through it all, with such grave consternation,
 governments debated. . . waited. . . . . . . and waited, 
playing with semantics 
while thousands dead became the hundred thousand, 
and three long months - unrivaled for its number of atrocities -
 came to its completion.

Seemingly, peace has been restored 
and punishment stingily doled out. 
Time moves on . . . 
except for half a million 
for whom compassion by the world 
was spared.


Premium Member FAITH IN GOD WHO ALLOWS US TO SEE HIM WITH DIVINE VISION

June 6 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Job 17-20
 
Key Verse –  Job 19:26 And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God.
	
FAITH IN GOD WHO ALLOWS US 
TO SEE HIM WITH DIVINE VISION	

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His lovingkindness…
Such upholds our faith in our thanksgiving for His graciousness
For us to rejoice in His granted salvation’s steadfastness 
Through His goodness we delight in blissfulness.

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His mercy…
Such cheers our faith despite doubt’s insurgency
For us to praise Him along worshipful consistency 
Through His inspiration of holiness-fervency.

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His Word…
Such builds our faith as we grow along His Scriptures’ record
For us to abide in His will against worldliness-discord 
Through His guidance while using the Spirit’s sword.

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His truth-fortress…
Such shields our faith from deceit and unbelief’s distress
For us to walk along His paths of righteousness-buttress 
Through His doctrines we practice against falsity’s stress.

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His covenant…
Such increases our faith from being stagnant and dormant
For us to fear Him reverentially, surrendering heart that is arrogant 
Through His help we depend on, always triumphant.

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His glorious name…
Such declares our faith that asserts His sovereign fame
For us to humble before Him as His promises we claim 
Through His power we lean on without shame.

God allows us to see Him with divine vision amidst His majesty…
Such secures our faith serves Him by His authority
For us to continue working in His ministry along His might’s intensity 
Through His leadership we follow along wholehearted sincerity.

June 6, 2025
Form: Quatrain

When the Presidency Was a Travesty

Our country's history
Soured by a presidency
For thee I mourn.
Land where so many died
Because of foolish pride
Trump's faults I must deride
With words of scorn.

Stripped of our liberty
Mocked as a travesty,
For thee I weep.
Tears fell across the land
Four years in his command,
Democracy was banned.
Mayhem ran deep.

Covid germs filled the air
"Drink bleach," he did declare.
Then sent a throng.
Treason... insurgency
With frantic urgency.
Hostile convergency.
His crime was wrong. 

Our country, strong once more
High will your banner soar
From sea to sea.
Your wounds will then be healed.
When Trump's deeds are revealed
Songs across plains and field
We'll sing with glee.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member At Crossroads

Nigeria my Country 
Assailed,buffeted and violated
By evils of unimaginable proportions 
Lies prostrate at the crossroads 

Insurgency an anathema in our country   
Has torn to shreds Our territorial integrity 
Banditry and kidnapping like cancer
Are gnawing at our very existence 

Human lives are more devalued 
Than  our cursed currency 
Nothing looks strange any more
Nothing is certain any more 
The Shepherd has lost control 
And the flock scattered
In all directions 

Don’t cry my beloved country 
Cause help is on the way
Beyond these challenges 
Nigeria looks beautiful 
But woe betide every Partaker 
In this national calamity!

667 The 2nd Period of the Independent Era of Philippine History: Marcos Regime

667.

The 2nd Period of the Independent Era of Philippine History:

Marcos Regime



The only Philippine President elected for another term

Ferdinand Marcos' grip to power was ostensibly firm

But the 2nd & 3rd terms of his presidency

Was engulfed with civil unrest & leftist insurgency



In the so-called “First Quarter Storm”, thousands protested

Separatist groups, MNLF & CPP-NPA, were founded

There was a bombing in the rally of the opposition

High government officials encountered attempts of assassination



The fruit of such anarchy was the Martial law declaration

To save the republic and address the threats of insurrection

Marcos imposed an “iron hand” over the entire nation

There were massive reforms like the new Constitution


Grand edifices were erected like the Manila Planetarium & the PICC

Built were widespread housings, schools, hospitals, roads, bridges & the LRT

Despite these vast projects & accomplishments for our country

The yellows treated Marcos as our nation's enemy



This is the 2nd Period of Independent Era – Marcos Regime

The longest rule by a Filipino President from glory to grim

3 terms of great achievements & gruesome resentments

God taught the Filipinos a good lesson for our next presidents.



-05/28/2019

*Periods on the Eras of the Philippine History
Form: Rhyme


Proposal of uncertain morrow


What if insurgency or killings last longer than necessary 
What if none of the government is involved
What if it is through external influence 
What if they are bound to occur 

What if all  Boko Haram actions are not of emissary
What if they are not been dissolved 
What if it doesn't  to any affluence
What if none turns a cur 

What if Bandits never exist
What if more lives got lost through other means
What if the constitution don't address resolution 
What if there is no room for punishment 

What if Kidnapping persist 
What if it can be traced to genes 
What if ransom increases elocution
What if it is recognized as an ancient

What if Fulani herdsmen killings continues
What if the farmers succumb 
What if the acts bring peaceful night 
What if the more thanks the more trouble
 
What if Oil bunkering stops
What if poverty crumb
What if all Barrels are tight
What if no barrel makes rubble

If all these have been ravaging
Should we all agree
If all these have truly being
Won't it be better we rule by decree?
Form: Rhyme

If

If Black is beauty
We should have the fury
Ready to bless the scary 
And chase away the treason treasury 
To stand all a one unity

If Africa is great
That all true records she ever chest
Are ours; should it be colligate?
A snatch cum valid blood attest
Or be the genuine far away debate
 
If Man is a true clan
Will he submit to condone
And stand in place for his fan
To watch destruction under his pan 
While taking refuge off plan
 
If Woman is a weak vessel 
Should she be overlooked actionable
Clinch to addle 
While we claim no boss; continue to saddle
For all the pleasure pleasing nestle 

If nothing is to be counted upon
Men will make no peace of anyone 
And find only hell a daemon 
But somethings are to count on
Yet killings are all of fun 

If the aftermath results war
Nigeria becomes what we saw
Eating up the law
Burning in insurgency and hatred raw
Have we more to abhor?
Form: Rhyme

Genesis

The Genesis touch fills me with delight, 
And there was no night that stars did not shine,
Before sin hides the glow from our sight,
Weak minds, rob the length of allotted time. 

A gateway prevails into the formless earth, 
Wasteful insurgency covers the surface. 
To shelter from the storm of Gods wrath,
Time elapse, found probabilities in space. 

Engrafted state conceit everything that grows,
Intrigue holds the light for a little moment,
And the danger presented doesn't always shows, 
the secret of Satan’s influence and comment.

While the youth of beauty gradually decay 
And changed the day into shades of gloom, 
Every particle of inch went vile and stray,
From the dimness of equals hides perfection. 

The outward decline, begun in Genesis 
When all things shrunk in the shrouding mist, 
Closed doors came upon the lovely bliss,
And chase light from Eden’s innocent crest.

Spiraling joy parted quickly into a chasm, 
Creation made the dry dust unveil tears,
Immortality turned into sweat and retribution, 
Soon, the pain would swallow the toil of years. 

The erring child raise up hope and began
The potentials pursuit of things, once evade, 
Soften grace watered the plot of land, 
God looked with sorrow upon things he made.

Men hear cherubim’s beaten wings near
Fear sure and sap the remaining strength, 
Tranquillity rise and flatten upon the air 
Like death, paradise wreath leaves the earth.

When I consider everything, Genesis had given 
Temptation unveil the failure twice befell,
In death, conceived truth we know of heaven,
And all on earth would need to know to avoid hell.
 
Now darkness becomes a source of strength,
There is night, and emblem of humanity’s might, 
Break through the clouds with weaker breath,
And the Ark appeared triumphant in radiant light. 

A dove on the wing flies swiftly over the waters 
Life knew the return of seed time and harvest, 
Ours was the day, to see the beauty of flowers 
While we may live in hope to attain the best.

Premium Member Infestation

Full of doubt. About survival of the species and my own.
A plague of tent caterpillars, worse than an infestation,
an insurgency that has left the sky naked, bones revealed,
trees knee deep in webbing.

Another way to look at it: The caterpillars have opened up
the understory. It's not a form of terrorism,
it's an opportunity for otherwise repressed species
to assert genetic relevance.

A scientist gets out among the ticks and webs, observes
the march of barberries up the watershed, mustards spread
in tire treads, and hidden among this mess of invasives,
a jalopy of a hunter's roost.

Beer cans are also diagnostic. Inwood Park,
dog poop and abandoned cars, yet a copper beech around which
Indians camped. The broken asphalt and Spanish language.
Humanity followed time there.

When I see a fox, a coyote or a bear, I think What Good Luck
to be made of clay and alive this year. If I saw a cougar
I would not know what to do. It would change my life,
like an archaic torso of Apollo.

Look for the silver lining. Walk on the sunny side of the street.
Count your blessings. Life goes on. A little better every day in every way.
You can't take it with you. It's only money. People who need people are
the luckiest beetles in the world.
Form: Verse

Premium Member On the Run

Nigerians are on the run
Refugees in search of Asylum 
No more sweetness in their fatherland
Their dreams have crumbled 

The giant of Africa is in shambles
With hope of her youth buried under the rubbles of
Man made insurgency
Banditry and insane killings

Evil holds sway everywhere 
While goodness scamper to safety 
Succor for the needy 
Has been looted by the greedy 

Kidnapping has been legalized
As perpetrators haggle ransom 
With constituted authorities 
Like in the open market 
While security forces stand aloof 
Awaiting their share of the pie
Armaggeddon is surely here

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