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THREE BRITISH ANGELS
Three daughters of Britain, in a dance class,
their lives were viciously taken!
But, sadly, for many of us, you are, in our silence,
inhumanelly forsaken!
You see, as poets, our hands, forced to pen of things
only positive and uplifting?
Dare we do otherwise, many our weak-kneed readers may
halt liking us, and do a “quick-kill, downshifting!”
And so~ now, good, honorable Brits, are being jailed.
for protesting our young, bloodied,precious loss??
The removal, the matter of civility is lost, and honoring
wild anteduvians, no matter what the cost??
So, we think that…..we in other countries are safe?
I know the lying media, relishes brainwashing you!
We are no different than the three ballerinas~
Knives of “cancel culture” are out to lie and silence you!
But in or generosity and goodness, now must be silent as trees?
And we are now raped, beaten or killed by merciless, killer-men.
The bells in towers still do ring, government tells us we are free?
But the wise know, freedom is taken, by loons with government pens..
So be fearless, and do pen with your heart of deepest truth.
Sing you, songs of beauty and courage, but of course!
Stop, oh stop, seeking popularity’s meaningless friuit!
May you not live in this world, thinking you are wrong and full of remorse.!
Be then, who you are, no matter what the cost!
If you choose not to be brave, you are hopelessly, lost.
God Bless Britain
8/10/2024
Negotiation is a tool and those who reject it is a fool, you must go back to the negotiation table to find out if the proposal is able. You must read every detail of it and be careful not to toss it in ditch. This will be your last chance to get it right before nature starts rolling the dice.
You have walked away from it several times but nature is keeping you alive; you have not read it so how can you understand it? Your IQ is so low but mercy is keeping you on the show. How could you refuse to meet when the people have been keeping you on your feet; I have survived a thousand deaths but destiny is not ready for me yet.
You have got to go to the Negotiation table to get some critical things done; this race is not for you and the angels will not look after you. You have a lot of bills to pay and compensation to give away the destruction of the property is your personal responsibility.
How much time I must tell you that I am not a politician, how many times I must tell you that religiosity and business cannot work? you have swallowed the bitter gall and got mixed up into a brawl.
The table has turned and there is no way you will were wear the crown, you will not return to the stage until you compensate the family for all the misgivings and deception that you have brought.
And when that is done you will suffer the biggest defeat under the blistering sun and all your nuclear weapons will explode in the heavens, they will have no effect on the human brain.
You are stubborn, hard headed and careless, you are not the king, the King’s man or the door man you are just occupying space but nature will get you out of the race, you have angered everybody and no one wants to tarry, you have jailed several journalist and they have branded you as the biggest hypocrite.
I saw it on the evening news how you have handled the accused, I am not a politician and I am not going to sing your political song, release the people from form your jail before the mercenaries come your way, this time nature will respond with full force and water will rise up on every roof ..
You will go to the negotiation room and hear what your negotiators have to say, you will participate in the discussion and show some respect before the dam breaks, I hope that you will understand that you must pay your debt before I go away.
What are they thinking! How can this be?
Our southern border- unguarded and free.
"Come one, come all," he approvingly says-
This- from the mouth of our now US Pres!
We'll provide you with money, bus tickets too-
and even airplanes to transport you to
one of our States, whereby you can enroll
for benefits paid- through taxpayer toll.
No testing for Covid or any disease;
just pass through quickly, we're here to appease!
No checking arrests, convictions- once jailed;
with us, you start fresh- bad incidents, veiled.
What are they thinking? This just isn't right-
hundreds of migrants sneak in day and night;
some bringing drugs, others committing crimes-
causing huge problems and uncertain times.
What are they thinking? How can this be?
To this plan- most citizens will disagree-
pushed to the back seat with this insane rule-
making each patriot feel like a fool.
Perhaps it's the votes that they're looking for?
Dangle the prizes- and see ballots soar
to cinch the elections coming this year?
Is this what they're thinking? Oh, such a fear!!
Great were the good days when immigrants came-
helped build our nation with pride and acclaim;
followed the process- gained citizenry;
loved being part of their newfound country.
April 8, 2022
~4th Place~
Contest: U Choose Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
Theme Chosen: Open Borders
Judged: May 4, 2022
Light evanesced upon his leaving
with the final choke of dusk--
the fragrance of orchids wisping softly
and I shiver...vapid, empty
clouds swallowing the kiln of lamppost-
and into the restless clang
from winds booming,
the dirge of hummingbirds stutters
which makes noises louder
than my groans-- the ceiling of sky
breaking like splinters of glass-
and among incandescent stars,
our distant, intermittent rendezvous
withers as my peppered tears grate
the bitter tincture of night's burial
from all his trespasses,
a body language
coiled in stale cocoon...his words
barbed as jailed verses ...
unuttered ,unsaid.
It’s a swill no one interrupts—
A pill that consumes and corrupts
Our honor's been jailed
And truth’s will is impaled
As the blood PAC tempest erupts
Author's note: Many of the super-rich (who do not yet have it all) are determined to have more of the pie since their multiple residences and bank accounts are not enough and their yachts and jets are too small and range restricted (OMG). There are about 600 people who have donated more than $1,000,000 to presidential political action committees (PACs). The very rich, who also are trying to buy Congress, are in the process of remodeling our society. They liked it when society was feudal--when the rest of us were consigned to serfdom or were slaves. This weekend, the Koch brothers are interviewing candidates to see who they will spend almost a billion dollars to elect. Are we to believe their propaganda (that they have our interest in mind)? That is why I support the only candidate who does not have a super PAC who is running for President--Bernie Sanders. Enough is enough and maybe, just maybe, we can prevail over the corruption of wealth. The truth always matters and can never be denied over the long term.
There will come a time when color
Has no meaning to our neighbor
Like it was in the beginning.
Life for the world will be kinder.
Harriet Tubman, born a slave,
Dedicated her life to save
People that sought after freedom.
A surprising woman and brave.
Jackie Robinson, a black man
In an all-white baseball team, then ,
Couldn't sleep or dine with his teammates
At any time, since it began.
Rosa Parks that sat in the front .
Those in disgust were indignant,
She refused to give her seat up.
She was jailed for the incident.
Pained so, by racial unfairness,
It hardens my soul for wrongness
In the life is equality
Our salvation, loving kindness.
5/27/2022
Injustice, a tale as old as time,
Echoes through the ages, a perpetual crime.
From Amos' scriptural cry to traditional Ifa's call,
The holy Quran and Bible, too, denounce injustice's thrall.
Yet, why do people struggle to uphold what's right?
The wealthy steal millions, but negotiate their plight.
No punishment, no sentence, just a slap on the wrist,
While the poor, with nothing to offer, are crushed, and their lives, dismissed.
In African lands, innocent souls are jailed each day,
Their freedom, a luxury, they cannot afford to pay.
A young man's fate, a stark reminder of this cruel plight,
Sentenced to death for stealing a fowl, 14 years of endless night.
His parents, worn by grief, their hearts, a heavy burden bear,
Their son, a victim of injustice, with no one to care.
How did we sink so low? Who'll rise to right this wrong?
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: the poor must unite, and be strong.
United, they can challenge the predators in human disguise,
And fight against injustice, with a collective, courageous cry.
Under the wheel of time
we are in threat
"AIDS" is roaring
like a wild tiger,
jailed in a cage.
Attacking us
with sharp teeth & nail.
We are human beings
we are having a brain
we are having AK-47
But, with extreme poignant
and profound grief,
It is revealed that-
we could not shoot it out
It's a challenge,
it's a threat......
I have seen very close,
People captured by that evil
looking like skeleton
covered with a skin.
It's a curse, It's a sin.
Their eyes are fitted in two pots
containing a glass of tear.
Please don't chide them,
they are shuddering
just with shame and fear.
They are living like a dead body
with no hope and no future.
We are human beings-
we are having truth
we are having trust
Time will come, "AIDS"
you have to hands up,
you have to surrender.
But in my view,
it is better to follow,
"Prevention is better than cure".
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Note: Special poem on "ÄIDS" on the eve of "World Health Day".
Justice has finally and ultimately prevailed.
The flag of justice and equality is unveiled.
Not only should the guilty commoners be jailed;
Rich, flamboyant, opulent and powerful people
Have their spots in jail also, if they violated,
The laws of the Land too. Guilty purple
Ones must, of course, be incarcerated.
Nobody is above the rules and the law.
Today, I’m giving it to you ‘raw’,
As red as the blood of beef meat.
Justice has finally taken a well-deserved seat,
At the table, on behalf of all to tell it, with ease,
With fairness and with impartiality, like it is,
Somewhere, at the bottom of the harbor, Lady Justice
Is watching divinely and quietly in peace.
Politics is often complicated, filthy and dirty,
And corrupt politicians are evil and naughty.
The dark days of America are rightfully so over.
My friends, slavery and systemic racism are like cancer.
We are still fighting the battles and the vestiges
Of the ugly days in America. The messages
Are loud and clear: nobody is above the law.
Always remember what we read and saw.
Copyright © May 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
In sorrow's dark and lonely night,
Have you lost loved ones, or labored in vain for light?
Has joy's sweet melody been shattered by life's unseen hand?
Fear not, dear heart, for hope's sweet balm is at your command.
Injustice's chains have bound you tight,
Unjustly jailed, and suffering for another's plight.
Love's sweet deceit has left you torn,
And family's troubles weigh upon your heart forlorn.
Rejection's sting has pierced your soul,
Failure's label clings, and fears make you whole.
But don't be swayed, dear heart, for success is near,
And goodness, though unreciprocated, will ultimately clear.
Fired, forsaken, and forgotten, you wander alone,
A poor man's voice, drowned out by the crowd's cold stone.
Evil's repayment for your love's pure heart,
Don't stop your goodness, for it will never depart.
What's meant to be will be, no force can alter fate's design,
Though delayed, joy will arrive, and lost glory will entwine.
Why succumb to life's complexities, and contemplate the darkest night?
Why surrender to negativity's grasp, and consider the final, fatal fight?
Guard yourself, relax, and rejoice, for the cross's burden will soon pass,
And in its wake, a brighter dawn will rise, and forever last.