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Musical notes become antidotes
Teachers become motivators of youthful hope
Symphonies become beacons from negative yoke
Musical notes dancing with poetic spoke
Wheels in the mind start yearning and turning
With praise and hope and endearments true
Reciting dreams and reciting creative desires
Making his peers expose their joyous tears
Running to better places
Knowing glory is in the effort of all smiling faces
Now hear is a young man, with goals afloat
Ignored those who tried to sink his boat
Glory sings when you see kindness ring
Not when you see little ones pretend a sting
His peers where drowned with happiness tears
Youth has its wisdom as teachers smiled in the rear
Triumph and victory all held dear
He was an ordinary man
with an ordinary head
sat on
his ordinary body.
On his right side he had,
one arm, one leg.
On the other side
he had what was left
another arm and leg.
He had an ordinary face
with an ordinary smile.
His walk?
Now that
too was ordinary,
so was his talk.
There was nothing special about
him and also nothing unusual.
Not invisible like cellophane
not vibrant like the flowers it holds.
He doesn't really sound like you does he?
You're not really ordinary are you?
Certainly you are one of a kind, unique!
Your parents told you so-
Your teachers certified it-
Authors guaranteed it-
Motivators ingrained it.
Then how did this man
slip through the cracks?
With everyone else being different.
With everyone else being unique.
How I ask you is it,
that with billions of people on Earth
all so different from one another...
How is it that only one man,
was so...
ordinary?
"Growth"
You've grown, In more than just age
You've grown enternally
Finish with this phase
The laughs and smiles
Once were not there
Spirit once felt weak
Voice felt like you couldnt speak
Then you took one look
Opened the page, rewrote your story
Although it took days
Weeks and months,
To search
forgive others
Get past the hurt
Lets propose a toast
For growth, we have made it
All the motivators appreciate it
Thank God on advance
For what he's about to do
He also see the growth in you
Your heavenly father is proud of you
Growing takes time
It can become overwhelming
Once you get it together and get it together
Its smooth sailing
Start from the root
Grab the soil
Put the water in, dont forget the sun
It has been so food, Pray to God
That he lead the way
Dont allow the Growth to fade
You are more than you know
And all i want you to do is embrace and love yourself
Continue to grow
Growth can be life
changing
You know you've grown
When you can hold your own
Your voice and know that everything you say is a choice
Its not that hard
Whatever you do keep him first "God"
These are the words that are spoke
Welcome to the world of Prosperity and growth
Let me take your hand
And walk with you
And become apart of the vision too
Propose one more toast
For an amazing year for opportunity and growth
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
01/01/2019
though rather late, I woke up
i might have thought I wasted time in nodding
but what a wonderful dream I had
the hoary woods crew
danced on my eyelids
sourced balsam scent and poppies
the floaters
fresh and cruel motivators
i limp along, with a beard so long, and cane
my knee’s bent, my pace slowing
but shadow’s spreading
as I part my lips, dandelion seeds sail
through gentle
waves of wind toward
generation gaps
the stories
i will tell of flagons, empty dragon’s breath
joy of open eyes
how sunlight revives the tenderness of life
implement the words of Solomon the wise
Life is for the living,
Life is for the loving,
Love is for the giving,
We do live vicariously,
Don't take things too seriously,
Let's make extinction extinct,
How? Let's have a think!
Work and pray for Peace,
For plebs and critters we keep,
Let's preserve more habitats,
For wildlife and people chaps,
Exile brainwashing dictators,
Breed positive motivators,
Redirect capitalism,
Too much conflict over 'isms
Masks our real problems.
World makes too many munitions....
Create diverse solutions,
Too many mind pollutions,
Let's write some aphorisms,
Life is for the living,
Life is for the loving.
How can you hate my people as you commercialize our food,
You look at our skin and see dirty lake water.
Believing that we don’t deserve the same as you,
We work hard for our families and are proud.
We learned to be strong and stand up for our rights.
Casting us out like we're not human,
Blinded and taught by hate
Coming from someone that climbed over a wall
To get a space in this wretched place.
You enjoy our music, culture and art
Putting on our Race like it’s a costume.
Let me rip off your cloth like you ripped families apart.
Don’t forget who you're messing with!
We our in the fields feeding your mouths,
Building so you have a place to sleep,
Creating so you dance in the night life.
We are not afraid to speak up,
We are a race of motivators with poor resources.
I am proud to be Mexican,
I love my tan skin, my fiery soul and strive for better.
You can take away everything but you can’t erase the history we will make.
Take away my shame
They go for the award
I go for the message
They want to be popular
I just want a legacy
They are money hungry
In disguise of motivators
I fish them out and remark them
With the songs of my soul
No wonder they don't love my shadow
They can always smell me from afar
Like the dog they want to be
I wonder why they cant learn
I wonder why they keep on being
Egoistic
I wonder what value they think they
Worth
Just to be number one
In a world of illusion
Take away my shame
And protect my path oh God
Cos there are so many vultures
Waiting in vain just to eat me up
Off curse they got no power since
Am alive
They know who I am
When I step up with my songs
They can't stand the truth
But can destroy it and replace
Illusion to humanity
They worship money
And the rest of us
Worth nothing if we got no names
Am too busy living my life
They are busy comparing my life
I got no hate despite I know
Not everyone I know loves me
This is why I hid to the call
Of nature cos always it
Take away my shame
A dedication
I claim a sit-spot
in a wildlife sanctuaried forest
just beyond my backyard,
And cycle there
while seeking a primary distinction
between sexual and sensual feelings
filters
frames,
Already peddling toward suggestions
my motivations for this direction
could be impure,
prurient,
certainly less than perfection,
But,
I am not right-brain deterred,
This forest is my familiar territory
where fools
and wise men
fear to tread
on resonant ecofeminists.
When seeking
imagining
experiencing
remembering sexual possibilities
and impossibilities,
attractions
and distractions
and unattractiveness
along my recycling way,
these remain ego-centered
self-serving
egotistic patriarchal,
left-brain economic-politically strategic,
monoculturing further dominance.
Sensuality
is more interdependent,
co-relational,
co-empathic
co-passioning
integral
intimate awareness
of external mind touch
with internal heart feelings,
heart-pumping uphill
and soul-relaxing downhill,
inhilling
and exhilling.
Waves of contrast
speak of comparative dipolar motivators
more longterm both/and satisfying sensuality,
Contradicted
against shorterm dualistic urgency
for my immediate sexual release,
my internal-only organic polyvagal climax
quickly moving from transcendent forest life
to demi-segregating death,
And then riding on in
and out
to reconnect with my ego/eco sit-spot
with embodied sensual narrative
of this one sacred/sexual life
living polypathically
lived rememory
reliving naked forest life
hopefully again
and recycling pleasure seating again.
Practice makes perfect,
so our great everyday pilgrimage teachers
messiahs
boddhisattvas,
ecofeminists one and all,
say
and do,
ride
and walk
and talk
with integrity's most resilient sexual/sensual/spiritual
reforesting win/win public/private wealth
reassur-dance
transcendent/intimate
global/local health potential.