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OF MASTERING TODAY’S TIMES
Controversy has its place,
as to disagree does not necessarily
mean to disavow; save in the event 0f
conspiracy to subvert justice, and void the
rights to life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness:-
Today’s controversy
over power in America,
has become so conspiratorial that
it has reached the point of bastardizing
much ideology of the founding constitution
of our present-day painfully weary nation:-
To lend some sort of legitimacy to such,
those seeking overall power by whatever means,
have now convinced the judiciary to resurrect
old legal terms to legitimize unconstitutional,
fraudulent power mongering, over those
who are victims of the old axioms echoing
ignorance is no excuse for what is now law:-
Thus, is today’s controversial legacy of corruption,
granting itself a special master to declare, the law is
whatever his judiciary says it is, despite it being a ruling
seemingly of Neo Nazi thinking, or at its best, fascism
in the conservatism of today’s cold war mockery: a rendering
of a truly white house down reality of a bigoted power monger’s
evil pontificated echoes to those deemed ignorant of daily bastardized
so call laws of the rape of the constitutional womb’s political equity;
daily profusely bleeding with trumped idiotic ideology:-
As I Read through the books
I can find the words that decode
I become a poet
Not by circuit but by pursuit
As I am fostering the new generation
I always wanted to be famous
I reclaim that the theories
Put forward are worries
I don't know whether I am scholar
I don't know how how to use my knowledge
As I dream of the Hollywood boulevard
I can see the stars who
Repainted in the cartoon
The bey blade rotates through the axis
As the earth which protea Round the earth
My frustration is my inspiration
My gestures are my sorrows
As I walk through the mountain of ideas
I don't know where to put my ideas
As I can repeat the words in my mind
I always begin with the rattle
Let it not the rattle of a reptile
As I leap infto the generation
As my sketch is made by poverty
As I reclaim the the knowledge
I can always see Shakespeare in the atmosphere
The spheres contains the green house effect
The economic system that persist
Define the Conglomeration of the philosophy
Let the judiciary be independent
Where it could find the innocent
The lost lives from a disaster
Defined the empathy of the soul
But one day everyone must go
The nature rebounds it's impact
As a basketball rebounds from the ring
The Genesis defines creation
As I fear we are the end chapter of Bible
The law of conservation of energy
Conserve the society
Not the individual
Let it be the Formation of a new world
As Stephen Hawking's predicted from his limitations
Life is not a limitation
Never ever look upon what they say
I delve into the brains
Where I can assume the psychology
I wish that all emotions would be associated
Through the soul which connects the blood and veins.
“Dwellers of the Ancients, is all be seeking The Fallen atop?
Well… be advised and turn back for to entertain he will not
It's been far too long since mortals have come before our sight
And above all, the coming of mortals is often the coming of blight
Yet, curious I am to see what wisdom does all sow to seek?
And mind me, is the outskirts to be still as unpromising and bleak?
Wait a leafy fall! Is that what I think the Amulet is what it is?
Is that really what I dare think to think what I really think IS?
And… The Sword of Sin, and The Bow of Azure and… and!
Oh my one and holy creator of trees and woods, the all-seer blends
I, Twit of the Sylvans have actually stumbled upon The Champions of Light
Me, the cleverest of all, the mightiest of both twilight and night!
The one who oversees and overrules the over-leaves and overall
The most knowledgeable, the most erudite and despite some say The MOST TALL…!
So, I’m Twit in my most humble nature to see to your needs
Your demands will Twit without question have them meet!
What’s it like being a Champion, The Knight of the Word?
Is the Mistress of The Word really ever once a berserker as of rumours heard?
Can the Mistress really heal with her bequeath powers? Though she
don’t look too well now!
Where is her overseer? The white owl that flies alongside around!
And The Defier, the one born just right after you died, remember?
You know, The Askance who ensave The Mistress from whence a berserker?
And of course, the Befallen Angel of Dreams who sacrifice for love
The one who now dwells in awaiting for you to return to serve?
What happened? After you died I mean... pardon Twit who say…
Where have you disappeared to all those time and to than return this day?
Its been more than a hundred years if my intelligent mind can remember precisely
And all this time to only be indulged in my duty given periods indefinitely
Pardon my nature Knight of The Word, have Twit asked much?
How would you like a Sylvan alongside to uplift as such?
Twit can serve in knowledge and in spirit despite being small
And in addition, Twit can assure all be welcomed into the Fallen’s ascendancy hall
So what do you say, Twit be one to join your quest in judiciary?
Indeed, yes?... yes it is… will you excuse me a peck and Twit be back in a jiffy”
Most assuredly, for America,
These are not the best of times,
nor are these the worst of times.
Times have been worst and there is no
promise of better days ahead. History for good
or bad is already set in stone, but what lies ahead
can be much affected and influenced by how we
respond in the present. America's currently stormy
political climate evokes anguish, tears, and pain.
In all of my observing years, I have not witnessed a more
divisive time exemplified in all three government areas.
It appears that the executive, legislative, and judiciary
arenas of government are suffering gravely.
I pray that the present weather turbulence in our country
does not signal a similar tornadic crisis in our political future.
In light of our present status, I pray not for blessings because
we presently are bathing in abundance, but my prayer is that
God will send us a deluge of His bountiful mercies.
060124PS
What a slap in the face!
It’s an international disgrace!
(Descriptive distraction)
and (subversion in action)
It’s now commonly used in parlance by judiciary
while in literature this prevalent (lie) I see.
With a bland, enough face?
or is there the hint of a trace?
Could there be in its origin, a.. motive? or motion
created to infiltrate a nations notion?
A.. (sort of sufferance)
involved with its utterance!
So (abused & misused) is the category
I must zero in all my batteries,
Now I am clearing my decks,
here I go, what the heck!
For I have admiration for a Francophile
would converse with a Russophile
I so enjoy your work Faberge
and appreciate the charm of the Gallic sway
But for me there is no third way!
(now) without any doubt I am coming about
And stoking all my fires
for full ahead’s my desire.
On the literary beach
I see a very (rotten peach)!
And it was ‘hidden’ in full view
Hmm.. let’s see what some firepower can do
For the doting parents who pray
keep our kids safe today.
Hardworking moms & dads who care,
find time that is to spare
From extra help with early reading
to painting nursery room ceilings
Some working 14-hour days
it makes me angry I say.
Aunts & uncles, grandparent, teachers
of calm nature and reason
With motives pure and in step
with life’s seasons
And the name of the paedophile should by rights be theirs,
its been hijacked, does anyone care?
It’s too good a description, just not the depiction
to be bandied about, LISTEN
AS I SHOUT WITH TRUE INDIGNATION
CHANGE THIS DECEPTION OF NATIONS
© Joe Maverick 25-04-2011
Here's to Reiner our 'Hero in chains' a true International.'
Who deserves stromg acclaim.' After fourty five hearings
Where the judges must be; 'mud' blind? And even deaf, perhaps?
It must be a 'record of kinds' charged yet not tried.' And
Now its eighteen months in!! Often chained hands and
Feet.? Where oh where should i begin? At the at the doctorate of law? The man gained with aplomb?..Or the
Great concern he holds for German history.' And the way
The world views it; there-in.' Lets me not dwell on old hitler!!
And that grusame time past.' Though I'll gather it shaped
This most decent German.' He maybe desired a better pass? Yet he's let down by current lawfare.' Of which that
Moustached devil would hold dear.' Is this real or imagined? Just the very worst that could up-rear.' I cry a
SHAME ON THE JUDICIARY.! A SHAME ON THEM ALL.!
Who have incarcersted, a shining example, of German
Integrity.' And what is possible for all.' Why do they sheild
The mass woundings.' The truth of dead killed by that clot
Shot.' You are an insulting stench.' Upon your modern history.' Oh by no means will you be forgot.' Yet your time
Will come to take a cell.' Normal Germans will arise! with
You to loose..Thats just what they'll choose.' And face the
World with human pride.'
.
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
I
I the great leader of Africa,
A true revolutionary of the pan African struggle
The acquitter ’s blood I enjoy, in the tears and sweat
Of the peasantry, I stroke and baptize all descendants
I the great dance of poverty rhymes, mambo in the melodies
Of the howls, mourning and weeping of the ancient and infantry
I the prodigious leader of liberation skirmish
Who can sojourn me? Who can rheostat me?
I for one the predecessor of soil they are sons to
Neither death nor era stances my way
I am greater than the commonalities. My voice,
Is a sword that incisions with both ends
Remind me my accountabilities and see the morning sun
I slay in any angle age nor gender despise you are mine on not
I am Malta all my age mates are departed, bereavement
Took them to their ancestors as I animate to demonstrate my supremacy
In the heights of Nyanga flora and fauna trembles the echoes of my voice
My word is the judiciary I am the law the rule is me.
I the forebear of peoples, leader of a race
As black as my skin is my heart
Only bullets can confiscate my Crown
Ballots reinforces I myself and radicalize thy
I enjoy their pitiful demonstrations peace rains on me I their reigns
Their pursuit for freedom springs me hopefulness in my livelihood
Their pursuit for justice decorate the shields an medals of my great success
Where ever they are, my ancestors are gratified, my comrades are awe-struck
This is what they suffered for in the thick forests of our land,
Oppression, poverty and suffering and injustice, a fight amongst us
I a revolutionary who enjoys dressing every newborn in
Jewelry, jewelry of chains in hands and leg irons
To the rich paint them gold, my patriots and commissars
I get them aluminum chains.
This is my story I the great leader of liberation revolutionary
A devoted pan Africanist and a leader of race
Miss your dread I be defeated my legacy, stay forever frightened
Executive- My powers are absolute,
thus I am totalitarian.
The legislature and judiciary
are each subservient to my whims.
I pass my bills with attendant
compliance, and interpret my own
terms as the law.
I shut the doors of compassion,
I am very deeply elusive.
I give no room at all to dissent.
I get bloated with the treasures of the nation.
In a leap year's tenure I bulldoze
my way back to my incumbent status.
And when four multiplies two, I impose
a minion to cover my ills.
Legislature- To obnoxious decrees I give my consent.
I inflate yearly forecasts to become opulent.
I am gratified for the cabinet servants' affirmation.
I always my selfish treaties ratify.
I am undoubtedly slavish to executive excesses.
I seek the redress of constituents' grievances
to enlarge my pocket's size.
And above all else, I am largely rubber stamp.
Judiciary- My evasive justice is yours' to reap
if you are a top notch,
whilst I withdraw the distributive
and restorative from insolvents.
I base my interpretations on business
interests,
and make laws for the interests of
a cabal.
Equity and rights are only in my
constitution stated.
But in reality they are no more
than abstract twins.
The sacred laws of our national prospectus
I serve as a weak custodian of,
and weaker still in the face of political
heavyweights.
But with all the lofty responsibilities
I am reverently saddled with,
I can do nothing more than
empower bigwigs because I am weak,
and they are powerful.
Let lines be drawn
Beyond my nerves
Make it unclear to the deaf-blind
This journey of slavery
And undue enrichment
This society and nature
Have yoked us with.
Should I, should I not
Is the daily soliloquy
Of a pregnant Fela Kuti
Lest its made gone
Like the matriarch of the Kuti family.
Oh! silence is made a baton for political ambition
Watching the righteous go to rest
In an inglorious cave and
Enriching our common foes in their nests.
Let me cry
Please don't hold me back.
Where is righteousness,
The rule of law,
Fairness, and justice
A victim of theft
Must mobilize our black friends prior investigation
While one with no guilt must pay prior release.
What a society where truth is hidden
With massive celebration of falsehood
Let me groan without holding back
Our wives are becoming widows
And children fatherless
Yet a mouth to voice out
Is silent for fear of death or ambition.
Where is a place of refuge?
The house of God?
Donate your way to remission, the message 'from God' is.
The Judiciary?
There, the cause list is bigger than the court.
The two be the last hope of the masses
But fail to scratch our backs.
We need help
Yes, one which is based on collective decisions.
Arise oh compatriots
The next generation is calling
Please and please obey
In order to have a better generation.
©? olorunleke Olorode.