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IN AND OF A NATION IN ANOTHER CRISIS
It has often been said, “America is an experiment in democracy.”
If this is so—and it seems to be—the nation is in deep septic trouble.
Today's mad dog-political moniker can no longer be considered a joke;
For America, in its present day political experiment in democracy,
Has truly gone mad—tearing the nation apart—due to today’s POTUS,
And his chosen agents of abject bigotry, hate, racism, and inequality:-
Indeed, the demonizing of the innocent to rationalize ethnic-based injustice,
Has become a Hitler-like tactic that has proven its negative-good desire
In gaining power in a modern-day Frankenstein-styled political exploitation:-
Today’s rabid hit men/women are no strangers, and their numerous backers—
In allowed constitutional irregularities—freely carry out actions of injustice
And coded domestic terrorism, painfully canvassing a demonic mosaic
Of a once proud nation, now politically grieving in a demeaning crisis:-
How long, America, shall it be before this nation becomes inoculated against
The viral infection of apathy that has taken on a corona-like endurance,
Mesmerizing us with daily Breaking News streams of a falling nation?
Pray tell—God’s will being done—the answer will truly be, “Not long!”
May we soon wake up—all of us—with amazing grace, realizing that
What’s happening here today, is a no-soon-to-go-away nightmare!
Rather, it is a living reality of our modern-day Babylonian tribulations:-
Thus, in enlightening awareness, let us be in divine wisdom’s guidance;
And in working labors of hope, let us now, forever be spiritually energized
In our renewed pursuit to ensure—as in the past—the resurrection of justice:
As in the past, let’s make it clear that for every Babylon, there’s a New Jerusalem:-
His interest in that country had started long years ago, with his boyhood stamp collection.
Then, through literature and travel writers, he knows more about Indian culture & people.
Reading The Great Railway Bazaar & The Elephanta Suite added to his strong desire to see,
And visit India. He is lucky, I think, that he did not accept the views of disgust persons,
Most of them, have never set foot in that place. Disgust people often see the negative
Side of things. He listen to the positive persons who see & show the beauty and grace of
Things, peoples, nature, & cultures. He traveled and has learned that most of what he read
And heard about the country is patently false. Read more or visit to make it clear and sure.
Note: I wrote these simple lines after reading the nice book: My Passage To India by Brian Wrixon.
To my clouded mind I couldn’t so long make it clear
in my old sky called life what else can appear as new,
when it would mutate color spectrum in the New Year,
or what could change for the better for me and you.
Maybe I would meet the morning glow rather early,
go out for a relaxed stroll on the sunburst sea shore,
see the golden waves break as pearls under scarlet sky,
feel the return of radiant youth from the days of yore.
Maybe I would walk on newly cobbled garden trail,
I haven’t done for a long while although it’s nearby,
see how over the patina of flowers butterflies sail,
feel again the zephyr of youth that had passed me by.
Maybe I would sit by the window open on the starry sky,
when I had done this last I wouldn’t for sure know.
The mesmeric moon drizzling silver sparkles I’d descry,
feel again the touch of youth that’s gone long time ago.
Maybe I’d hold your hands, see new dreams in your eyes,
because the old ones withered, not blooming anymore,
see again from azure sea of your eye the glint of joy rise,
feel in the fulfillment the sense of youth I would restore.
January 4, 2020
Contest : New Year Dreams
Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke
May 27, 2020
Contest : Brian's Choice W
Sponsor : Brian Strand
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iairéste gia na syzitísoume óti to schédió mas échei ídi tetheí se efarmogí" To schísma eínai sto sóma
Meager to Lavish---then might we succeed! The Votes shall make it clear that we shall speak Elucidate then to continue!
Then The Comus Of Pragamous were formed and the Order Of Comus was established
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Prophecy?
The Jewish Scriptures make it clear
About what will occur when the Messiah is here.
There will be on the throne, a KIng,
And to the world, peace he will bring.
Swords to plowshares, as the saying goes,
Israel will not have any of its foes.
Zechariah says, peace to every nation
No wars anywhere, they come to cessation.
Jeremiah agrees, the messiah will reign.
He’ll be the king, without a bane.
A king on the throne and priest at the alter
Animal sacrifices will never falter.
The priests will still offer sacrifice,
Of animals killed to pay the price.
All the nations will flock to the Jews
And seek information and the clues
About how to know the “real” Good News
But reading this, Christians won’t change their views
But what of Christians’ major claim
Of the prophecies of Jesus’ fame?
In Isaiah we find a famous one,
A virgin shall conceive a son.
The Hebrew says a different thing.
She’s not a virgin and already with offspring.
But the prophecy is not about the child.
It’s about the end of a war reconciled.
Not everything written is about things to come.
Words on a page just do not succumb.
Regardless of what believers desire,
The Bible is not about what they conspire.
ALL I EVER WANT---
All, all I ever want it is YOU Lord!
All I ever want is just you alone my God;
And all I ever want is you Lord;
I choose you, I do
All I ever need is just you;
Let me, let me make it clear to you;
All I ever need and want from you;
Lord is you, just you All I need is;
You
Always in the morning
Always in the evening
Always for all of eternity;
I thank you for your love
Oh and I thank you for your love
I thank you for your love always, always;
All I ever need is just you;
Won’t need any money in heaven;
Will need neither job nor doctors;
Won’t need no prestige or fame or fortune;
I thank you for your love always;
I thank you for my mom and dad today;
And everything that they co-provide
This and more is by your side Jesus;
Lord is all that I ever, ever wanted from you
Lord all it’s clear and true;
All Lord all I ever want is just you;
All I ever need is just you
4/3/17
Written words & arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2017
Centered around ephemeral shapes,
Now—shapeless now—flailing—
Yellows, blues, oranges and reds,
Heat eating what surrounds it till it Can no more—eyes—in the fire. . .
The way life moves toward danger,
And eyes watch closely,
Growing and slackening,
Distant singing and laughter. . .
The fires that hear stories of the ancient ways,
Tarrying through the tales,
The coldness of the wild behind their backs,
Smoke reaching toward starlit wonderlands. . .
I hear resilience in the horror—
And in the unison of kinship,
Bodies moving closer to one another,
As the eyes at last close against the coals
2.13.20
Note: I wanted to play with a little fire today.
I wanted to write "Smoke reaching toward starlit wonderlands" but didn't feel I had room... however, I wanted to make it clear that the smoke hasn't made it there to that starlit wonderland...just like we reach toward the stars but don't quite get there sometimes. I hope that makes an ounce of sense, and I don't know why that makes me emotional and that it's so important to me, but I felt the need to share...
Anyway, sending love to all and extra warmth today, wherever you may be.
Love, Laura
The spiritual world is not real
But psychological defence
I know it brings relief and heal
To a certain kind of extence
But I stand by formal reality
Forms make the content real
Otherwise no personality
Can appear and appeal
I don’t argue the fantasy
Its great to have some mysteries
But it’s a play of fancy
A comprehensive bliss
We quite enjoy and treasure
Still that desire burns
I need the formal measure
Another life of forms
That once have turned to dust
The same genes combination
Can it revive my past
Break through the circulation?
I’m tired of rituals to repeat
I want to make it clear
The only thing I need
Is time, when you were here
I’m dreaming of release
Its natural to think and say
Come down to me, please
And take me straight away.
Baby sit down
Take a load off
Let's pour a glass of wine
And just talk
No telephones
No big TV
Just you and I together
And honesty
Not a single ear to hear
Except for our own
Let my words take you places
You never dreamed you'd go
With every breath I breathe I swear I think about you
When my heart beats, I can see
Your eyes and perfect smile
I brought you here, to make it clear
And erase any doubt
You know I've had these feelings for a while
Let me go back
To the first place
I laid eyes upon an angel
And met fate
I knew at first glance
That someday we'd be
Talking bout forever
Discussing destiny
So here we finally sit
Letting inhibitions go
Expressing all our hearts
And revealing all our souls
With every breath I breathe I swear I think about you
When my heart beats, I can see
Your eyes and perfect smile
I brought you here, to make it clear
And erase any doubt
You know I've had these feelings for a while
Yes you know I've had these feelings for a while
When are you far right.? If for peace you call'
Where is far left..? Right now it takes my breath.'
Can't some democrats be Christian.? Who decides
On what, is what.? Like even stevens..We don"t hear
About him now, a playground adage he helped somehow?
Make it clear' yet along with kids not climbing trees, the offence of dirt
And fresh skinned knees, the label placers run amok
Handing out words the keep as stock' I see politicans
Austrian too..left the building, did Elvis get a view.? he had
His faults from what I hear.? Yet his passion for the U S
I beleive was clear.' Austrians can be the same.' Their land
Has vowed 'kein kreig' being as hitler is their shame.! And so
zelensky's session they left.. peace markers standing mute
Upon their desks.! What say you.? What do you think.?
Poets peers whats in your ink.? Wtite me something the
World is bleeding.' People are straving children dreaming
Of food of love a place thats safe.' Am i misleading? Yet war is raging in your
Face.' overtly peaceful institutions toil; to divide and
Conquer attain the land;? divide the spoils.' Their time is short
Their influence bought, the progress they offer is value naught.!