Long Mentalities Poems
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Sun rise; it's a new day
A new day,same people
Mentality proceeds to be different;
Ugly. YES! ugly mentalities
Activities normal,streets flocked
Freedom is real, no restrictions and rules followed
Partial difference, probably tribe
Justice...peace...it is what it is
Smoke in the air,instantly
Wails invades the environment
Streets converted to racing fields;
Disorganized race,everyone is a champion
Peace lovers turn to perpetrators
Retaliation given birth to
Democracy! democracy! democracy...
Where are the democrats?
Scramble and partition reborn
Resistance movement rooting again
It was white against black those days
Now it is black against black
Brothers form conspiracies...
Blood against blood
Dreams are always valid,nightmares too
Dry land is now muddy;red mud
Corpses dominates the streets
The living become unpopular
Death is now a celebrity
Gunshots topping music charts
Lawmakers to lawbreakers
Leaders to misleaders
Presidents to dictators
The age of revolution is here
So much emphasis is placed today on the role of the wife
She is to be pure, pristine, just, hardworking
She is to imbibe all who surround her with faith
She needs to be able to know everything without ever asking
She is to be the woman behind her husband
The one who would make of him a gem
To be a wife, is surely a complicated state
Acted out badly, one can even be a contraband!
But what of the duties of a man,
Is he as important as the woman
To be a husband requires one only to work and bring money
To care not whether the home is, without him, in harmony
Husbands are in heaven whose wives scold not
Husbands have rights, rights to use words of spite
Rights to beat, rights to abuse
Rights even to cheat, to hurt and bruise
When the woman speaks out, or scolds such a man
She becomes something seen by some as a legend
Seen by others as un-womanly
Whatever, she knows how to protect herself through her duty
What of those men whose wives scold not
Should they be brought back to the pot
To be cooked and simmered
To be brought to the right path
Feminists, equal rights, equal opportunities
Women's places no more being in the kitchen
Husbands, change your mentalities
We, women, we are frail and easily broken!
Service workers wearing fake smiles perform for the customer. Catering to their needs; pretending. Insecure bosses put the pressure on making it known that you are replaceable. Treated as a number, employees wear name tags. Told what to wear and that opinions don't matter. Corporate policies drive the machine and the answer lies in the picture book. Great emphasis put on consistency, resulting in robotic behavior that is rewarded. Individuality is highly discouraged. In matching uniforms to represent a company; divided into groups and stereotyped. A job well done is expected without acknowledgement but mistakes are called out from the other side of the window. Two faced co-workers throw you under the bus and get tongue tied when confronted. It's obvious that their own insecurities drive such behavior. The bigger person feels compassion. Walking on egg shells in their presence and justifying his behavior with hard work. Fools buy into the lies and carry it's message with confidence. Creating an image of someone they don't even know. Judge mental mentalities that boost egos at the expense of someone else. Ambivalence is rare in this word of mouth to mouth industry and your secrets aren't safe. Gossip queens give dirty looks and stick up their noses. Little do they know that they actually know so little. Often shocked when they find out the truth. I see through this transparent behavior and I don't get involved. I'm too old for the drama and my time isn't wasted on such issues. These attitudes are contagious and so easily adopted. Breaking the cycle and avoiding it's virus, calls for a man with life experience. Someone who has already been through this and been in the shoes that they wear. It takes an open mind built on a foundation of acceptance. This is an attitude that cannot be taught, closed minds won't listen. Lead by example, an impact can be made. Lowered expectations influence less judgement. People are born into a harsh world and at the end when the waitress presents you with the check; gratuity is not included.
Because life is such a challenge, no one escapes without scars.
Evils may always be lurking ; still we must face and fight them.
I do not try to be perfect; but I am made in the image of God.
Never bow to lies about yourself, or low life mentalities by others.
God made each of us unique, and no one can be you as good as you.
Happiness will never be found at the end of a rainbow, nor from others.
Understand that God loves us far too much to leave us like we are.
Mistakes are missteps that only become mishaps when we refuse to use them to make the next step.
At the end of my life, I want to hear God say to me, “Well done my child”.
Nothing or no one can make me feel less of a person than God says I am.
07042016 PS Contest, Being Human by John Hamilton
How does it make you feel when the one you voted for, lost?
Did the earth stop revolving; or did the sun refuse to shine?
Did your boat cease to float; or did your sails fall into the river?
I was just thinking about the times that my candidate lost, and
about the time that I voted FOR a candidate adamantly opposed
to the union that represented me and my financial well being.
Personally, I have not agreed, but the American voter for the longest time
has been trained to be totally self-interested, even if that interest does not
represent the common interest of the nation. There should be no question
about how we got to where we are.
I was also thinking about the first presidential election in which I voted up to the most recent one. With a little research, I discovered that there have been 12 presidential elections in which I have been a participant. In those elections, I voted for 7 candidates who won and 5 candidates who lost. At no time did I ever think that the winning candidate I opposed was not my
President or Commander-in Chief. I have always been sadden by that way of thinking because there is no constitutional grounds for such mentalities.*
A couple of days ago, I was taken aback when a person I greatly respect indicated that the new Commander-in-Chief was not her Commander-in-Chief as she waved goodbye to the former president. Also, several years ago when a new president took office, a dear friend of mine said, "He's not my president. I did not vote for him." I said in response, "Neither did I vote for him, but he is now OUR new president". I could be mistaken, but my understanding of the American way is that we are free to oppose and disagree, but when the majority wins, we do our best to unite as one.
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*Constitution; Article 11, Section 2, #1.
Je déteste les attaques ISIS vendredi,
Ils etaient ignoble, dégoûtant et le mal,
Au nom de Dieu pour la religion,
Avec les mentalities és dans l'oubli
nous devons justifier structures démocratiques,
En défense, en tuant tous les terroristes
Et la question de l'acceptation de Dieu,
Avec les valeurs humanistes personnes.
Il ya de tout dans la liberté,
De pensée, de parole et d'expression,
Et si vous ne pouvez pas accepter cela
Vous devez apprendre la leçon.
English translation:
I hate the ISIS Paris attacks on Friday
They were vile, disgusting and evil,
In the name of god for religion
With mindsets in oblivion
We must justify democratic structures
In defence, by killing all terrorists,
And question the acceptance of god,
With humanistic people values.
There is everything in freedom
Of thought, word and expression,
And if you can't accept that,
You need to learn the lesson.
About the ISIS attacks in Paris on Friday 13th November 2015
The New Society
We are living on the Earth now. This planet is full of suffering
Aggression, wars, murders, brutalism, cruel mentalities
Humanity’s soul has not evolved, but there are pure hearts
They are the members of the new Earth, of a new planet
Why? Because the new culture on the new planet is clean
There is no aggression, selfishness, or desire to rule; just life
Works together, this a rule and a saying, there a galactical law
Live and work together to build better and better words of planets
Live life in the endless universe is the time of the beating loving heart
‘Come.’ Said Satan.
‘Thank you for the invitation.’ I answered.
‘Bring your love.’ Said Satan.
‘I’ll kill her.’ I answered.
‘She is here soon.’ Said Satan.
‘I will kill myself.’ I answered.
Love
Death
Life
And love
We live
On
A new
Planet
Called
(for)
Love
A brave mans venom
freedom fighters got
venom
cos their words
never contradict
their personality
everyone got a
reason on earth
despite we are same
humans
yet humans are problem
of themselves
we are the originators
of every issues
we suffer
their is no same
agreement in the world
our mentalities proves
this
our royalty remains
our deformity
our ignorance
still close us to
our delusion
we are yet to
be come who
we truly are
same problem
ever were
no wonder
the words
of a freedom fighter
is a venom to it
oppressor
even when they don't
care
I'm never truly alone in myself
Myself has many personalities
With more stories than a bookshelf
Sharing many different mentalities
Decisions can sometimes be fun
Initially, personality one chimes in first
Cause one wants to get things done
But four think one is just the worst
Enraging six who runs to one's defense
Four snaps back with uncommon wit
As six rambles on, making truly no sense
Then there are two who refuse to commit
With one now laughing to heart's content
Cause four and six are now in the argument
Will fight till the evening is completely spent
And two still refuse to engage or commit
Enters five to intervene and save the day
Five, the mediator, as three would say
Together, they team up to show the way
Two new commits to irritating them away
Whom three accuses two of jealousy
Cause five and three are friends, you see
With one still laughing hysterically
Four and six have now entered therapy
So the night becomes really interesting
Cause one and two are now listening
To three and four's happy whistling
At five and six, who started...kissing!?!
Multiple personalities can be so fun
Just don't expect normality from one
One's mind will simply become undone
Arguing to kissing and the nights still young
Don't knock me for opening doors
that lead to new
& different perspectives
We're all perceptions peering from
the inside out while
being viewed by other aspects
of ourselves
Shells of former selves fight for
relevance as the new
arises with a higher
intelligence
This battle continues under the
surface but is prevalent
& bound to be seen nonetheless
Much respect is given to those that
are able to overcome
this struggle by fighting
until the task is put to rest
Every door is a portal into a separate
reality the same as
wormholes lead to different
spatial mentalities
The definition of reality is a fallacy
but everything is both
true & farce
Foreign ideas spark conversations that
start a forest of fires but
this is needed in order to get
to the heart of the ire
Your mind is a park with many
trees so keep
control of the flame
as smoke obstructs vision
of roads & terrain
Good ideas go down easy like smart
water so absorb
this intellectual rain
if you're parched
Is it insane to want to leave a
box with all of its
walls & ceilings?
Or is it crazy to run in circles
just to suppress what
your heart & mind
are feeling?