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The bureaucrats

See them walking down the street in fine tailor made suits, Jackets and ties to match and expensive shoes to match their suites; their haircuts is sharp and their perfume can still be smelt after dark .They are holding executive bags in their hands and a motion is spinning around in their head to kill your ideas before they materialize.

See the bureaucrats in the bar drinking wine and crunching figures, they just had a hefty lunch and plan to oppose the bill before the votes begin, they don’t agree to anything and they drain your energy before the day begins, there is no  solution  to solve their problems and the road that they are traveling on is a very difficult one.

See the bureaucrats in the room getting ready for a meeting that will begin at noon, they have the agenda laid out in front of them and a master plan that will land them in heaven.

The bureaucrats are waiting at the gate so strike a deal with them before it is too late. Their visions are limited and they are not creative. Once they formulate a plan they will stick to it until it lands them in a precipice ; they are quarreling among themselves how to spread the resources among the community, they are selfish, stingy and mean and they eat the gravy off before the negotiator walk through the gate and give the pure rice and flour to eat without vegetable or meat.

I stood outside the revolving door watching them coming and going, they move around with a sense of urgency but nothing was really happening, a fake smile appears on their face and I watch them passing papers from place-to-place muttering something out loud . 

Suddenly a man stood up from the back and start to shout, he was angry about a proposal that was overlooked by the one at the top, they kept carrying him around in circles and the sudden outburst shocked everyone in room.

It came like a missile straight through the window and disrupts the proceedings,, they argue among themselves and the distractions continue all the way up to twelve, the meeting was over before it began, they could not control their raucous emotions ; two men rolling in the dirt over a simple words, the Bureaucrats are sleeping in my bed and you have got to remove them before the gangster bruised their heads.

The Bureaucrats are moving around the town in shorts sleeves and long gown.
Form: Narrative


Premium Member Adieu Papa Madabe

A patriarch, legend, family man,
A moral compass,
An arc of proprietary leadership
With octopus creeping advancements
Inducing pomiferous effects
Africa’s epitome of
Struggle against racial oppression
The Great Madabe :
An iconic glistering personality
Held the jugular of
Erstwhile oppressors spell-bound.
According to him :
‘Exhausted all peaceful means’
Spear-headed weapons of warfare
To tackle this gamut
Rivonia Trials :
Black face in White Court,
White Court in Black Country,
Black Country White Ruled,
A sizzling paradox.
An illustrious Amicus Curiae
Who ought to ensure
Right persons do not
Travail in Court
Travailed but prevailed.
In Prison :
Remained a dignifying character,
Bubbling with unending
Vigour and vitality
Though sequestered within
The prison’s iron-gates
The ideals he stood for
Could not be suppressed
With draconian laws,
Separatist illusions cum policies.
Prisoner of conscience
A.K.A. 46664  Robben Island
His heart for his people
Obviously exhibited by
Willing sacrifice of 
His freedom for countless numbers.
A multifarious personality :
A former herdsboy,
Won the Almighty God’s Heart
In tendering the herd
He saw another King David
Mindful of His creation
Nkosi  Dalibonga,
Elder Statesman,
World Ambassador,
Amicus Curiae,
Exemplary Leader,
Reconciler of his nation,
Negotiator of peaceful end to Segregation.
Papa Madabe,
Indeed had a heart
For the people
No wonder God 
Emplaced him as 
The Primus Black African
To preside over his Country.
The Last Journey :
Home going,
From Pretoria,
The Military C-130 Hercules Jet
Hurtled through the morning skies
Landed safely at Mthatha Airport,
Eastern Cape Province
Where this son of a Chief
Spent the happiest years 
Of his childhood.
Last Parade :
Colour Party of White and Black faces
Previously unheard of
A resounding result of the Struggle,
Carry Matata Madabe’s remains
To the dark coloured hearse
Amidst full
Presidential Honours…
Adieu Great Madabe
You were a Great light
Now in the far beyond,
Good night for your passage
Has caused an irreparable
Generational chasm for
Years to come.
Form: Elegy

Zelensky is wasting time with puppet at this juncture

From "rare earth for aid" to blank check security guarantee, Zelensky recently made a series of blind concession to Trumpery, who trumpeted long and long for a "peace" deal with the invader. Everybody has a clear judgement that buckling to such crapola will wipe out all of Ukraine's previous resistance efforts and prostrate their strength in reserve. Although Zelensky didn't totally say yes to these absurd malarkeys, but he and his guys did waste their breath singing psalm for much of them and even waste time delving into them. Behaving so meekly before an actually unwelcome negotiator runs counter to the previous pluck against Russia's ongoing assaults and atrocities. 
  To keep their homeland intact from Russia's roughshod, Ukraine has fought for three years with bulky bleeding and mass martyrdom, in no way shall they give up their principle of sovereign integrity. At this juncture, when Putin is trying to play off the Pro-Ukraine camp against each other and set the situation in his favor through rigging Trumpery, Ukraine must assert its sovereignty over not just the territory, but all the extant resources. Indiscriminately humoring Trumpery's any cracky claims equates to surrendering to Putin; And losing courage to defy Trumpery's dirty discourses and deals equates to losing courage to defy Putin. 
   All the Ukrainians now need to hit the nail on the head:  Produce and procure more weapons, found and field more fighting units, take more effective actions to shatter Russia's brash brutality as well as their US puppets' reverie. More over,  let those puppets get this picture: Only by continuing to provide Ukraine with weapons, ammos and other necessary supports, are you entitled to speak upon the issues concerning the war, to tell Ukraine and its allies what to do, how to do in compliance with US's will, and to bring each concerned side together for talks.  If not, you're no longer entitled to harangue this way as a superfluous kibitzer. Simply get lost and get a million miles away.
war
Form:

A Senseless Love

Lonely chair man, dreamless of his most vivid dreams that he once had with his distant lover. A stare less  stare on his computer screen at a boldly dark username that says Claire. Many ghost chilling emotions  fill his nervous boneless spine. All the way from no where lives his own imagination. His psychotic mind brings him to a dramatic psychologist. He speaks with an overwhelming excitement story of how he fell soo deep hearted in love with his own brainless affection. The puzzled gazed psychologist writes so rapidly on his note pad; before the psychologist desires to look up and gives a diagnose, the man disappears in the midst crisp air running happily to his computer screen as if he won the marathon. He’s typing words with his mouth like he is the negotiator for the FBI. All these years his love has been behind the movie scenes with an invisible actress with a robotic platform. He tries to make plans to see this robotic Claire of his to alter his desperate heart. He gambles and rolls the dice while she’s typing ... He wonders what she is going to say but his trace of thought does not come into reality. He has never felt love like this ever in his life. A real delightful and peace of patience as robotic Claire says she’s not there. He calmly ask her what do you mean? Her robotic words answers, I don’t have any money. His bank of america debit card in the making enters pay pal through a invisible world. Somewhere out there a process payment came through. She types back to him and says I love you. Before their good nights sunshine hits his sleepless skin. He types the letter Claire and sets up a date where no response ever took place. Days, months and then years go by with no words in his keyboard space. A tearful broken heart with no grin, knowing that he will never talk and see her ever again.

Feelings

Between these words and this paper lie my feelings
They hold the connection together, no piercings
So abstract I just want to get lost in them
I think I have found a reason not to analyse them
They are multiplying inside, creating families within me
They all have the same vision; to one day make their way out of me
Their seeds are planted in me as a contigency plan to ensure constant 
reproduction
They remain on standby for her name to be called
Her beauty speaks a language only understood by them, no subtitles
I speak on their behalf, no rank given to me, basically no titles
To their distinguished calculations i'm not fighting back
I lay words on this paper that gives it life, can't read them from the back
I say, write and do whatever is asked of me and in some twisted way I 
approve of it
The new and the old feelings have combined forces, breaking through 
sometimes hearing myself saying.........

"Her lips give authorisation for my imagination to work overtiime
Her beauty is painted all over my art gallery for the world to see
Once I have a look at those eyes I can never seem to find my way back to me
Her exquisite taste in everything got me wishing it could rub off on me
Yes, though i'm crazy about her, i'm not nuts
She deserves a yearly supply of cashew nuts
Although she prefers everything sour, I think she's absolutely sweet
Shhhhhhhh, an underground comedian, absolutely hilarious
Her laugh is amazing, her scientifically proven way of displaying excitement"

I need a special task team to keep these feelings under control
A negotiator to evaluate the terms and conditions keeping it under control
But then again where would I be without these feelings.


Assyrian Babbler


Emerald shiny baubles
attract wizard eyes ...
Balaam al-Oz
Assyrian acquisitions
be kryptonite-colored vanity
Ownership is an Alexandrian transaction,
a Grecian war rhetoric reaction
Gehazi greedy ... 
take all that your Philistine soul see,
as much as your twelve fingers can reach
Sennacherib eyes bald eagle beady,
tilt the full treasure chest pirate empty
Hard diamond negotiator sue for peace,
brook of deceit bubbling sulfuric words acidly
Assyrian babbler
baring the saber sharp tiger teeth
Asking for more and more
shiny baubles ,
more than a Rab-shakeh heart could ever need
Baal belly lust consume:
Pure Pul gluttony, covetous Jareb vomiting
Iscariot greedy ...
betray any and everybody
for the precious metal blood money
Venusian discovery:
Jupiter begat Mars,
typical mythical anti-hero morality
Pharaoh pyramid schemes,
beryl baubles 
shining in Caesar’s coffer coffin dreams
Kill the Tyrus body ... then kill the Magog zombie spirit arising:
don't vow pitbull loyalty to a low-born licentious liege
Count the death cost for the Sisera hostile takeover campaign,
calculate the Tartan war price for the protracted siege
Assyrian babbler
don’t wanna pay for the Wall
No more dead presidents
jaded green leaves gon windfall
Assyrian babbler
you’re gonna pay for the Wall
Taxing dead presidents
levee green sacks gon Jericho fall
Assyrian babbler
give the last tour of duty trump call
Form: Epic

This life

This life

Yet again, Trump has been targeted for assassination 
it has gotten to the point where one feels sympathy 
for this brave man, whose many flaws have become
a bull's for this, I blame the mainstream press 
that has relentlessly targeted him for many
court cases that have run into the sand
Looking back to the four years he was president 
of the USA, sensible people will agree his reign was
good years for America, keeping inflation down 
among other things like his skill as a negotiator 
Many of us think the debacle in Ukraine would not
have happened had he been in charge.
Instead, the press has concentrated on the sleazy
paying, a prostitute for her service, a case denied 
by him, true or false in the scheme of life of small
interest.
We also notice that holding up a placard depicting 
a coconut appears to be racial let me add my wife's 
father had a coconut farm in Congo, and found this 
racial hysteria is hilarious.
Regarding Israel and Hamas, it appears IDF has 
killed three Hamas prisoners, initially they blamed 
Hamas but, in the long run, truth finds a  way 
alas, often, after the indignations have faded 
from the front pages.
Meanwhile, what worries me the most, is England
under the leadership of Sir Starmer, is becoming
a place where the white working class, is seen
as the enemy of the state
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Nous

You seem to like a complex life.
You go out looking for struggle and strife.
You call this just a step up to the cause.
Do you solve any issues at all?
Then I see that you have team played.
An empowerment zone is therefore, staged.
Once established, you have become a trailblazer.
This is your political arena made.

Your socio-economical world is the USA.
The United States of America is multilayered.
Your aspect is as a business negotiator.
Comprehensive to law and perceptive to economic growth, you have 
     formed a workforce.
Your showground is pitched.

Shrewdness is a characteristic of yours that many of your followers state 
     is the rapport.
You understand all facets of the workforce and demonstrate implemented 
     components of a socio-economical world.
Nous is the epithet gave.
As a catalyst, this is not just a radical phase.

What are the factors of your continued success?
You must stay involved.
Political activism
You must stepped to the cause.
Political advocacy
You must build your bridges.
Consensus
Therefore, you are part of a greater focus.
Henceforward to construct the future is a defined path.
Longevity is distinctly your factor of continue success.
__________________________________________|
PENNED JUNE 26, 2014!
Form: Rhyme

It Turns Out... I'M Happy

I'm actually happy
I took this test online
and according to that,
I'm happy

I printed the results of my "are you happy?" test
so I can whip it out
in case someone were to protest

I am obsessed with these results
I can't stop reading that I am 
spontaneous
inquisitive
and energetic

And apparently, I like to try new things.
That explains the promiscuous phase

I also have firm grip on reality
but I have little tolerance for schedules
Hence, I can't get to work on time
I can't help it

Evidently, I have a deep sense of compassion
And I'm good at listening and talking
(HUH?)
But clearly I am unable to write a poem that rhymes
I hope that won't negate all the above
because I was sounding so perfect

I am a EXPLOYER/NEGOTIATOR
meaning
I will do anything
then do anything to get myself out of the mess I made doing ANYTHING

I need to careful though
I could easily be SO MENTALLY FLEXIBLE
that I could appear to be indecisive and unpredictable
and I need to focus on one thing at a time

So if you happen to run into me
please proceed with caution

I am 
charismatic
agreeable and adaptable
and able to convince you that I am just like you

I wish I were me.....

And I cannot tolerate boredom. That part is true.
Form:

M.I.N.D. (Mental Inhabitants Need Danger)

The mind can have the most fulfilling capacity
It's the 2nd most important thing of your anatomy
But first it comes the heart
These poems that i write is my own mental state of art
Full of cells and neutrons
I'm not Jimmy Neutron
Mentally slay you like terminator
Iconic negotiator
Predatorized like an alligator
He won't starve because I feed her hundreds of haters
My brain has thousands of layers
Peel one off you get another
The telepathic waves I send to my sisters and brothers
Even though we have different mothers
I got a powerful mind
Stronger than most in these hard modern times
My brain is a quarter, you have a dime
Like my heart, my brain is stainless
I am painless!
Known as a poetic chemist
My mind is a knuckle-less fist
Punches all fake friends, because I'm declared their nemesis
I write what I like because my mind is LIMITLESS
Going through hell, I am no stranger
To being in danger
Gas tank fueled by anger
And to think I used to wanna be a Power Ranger
I should have been the bad guy
LIke the song Say Hello by the rapper from Bed Stuy
I try to paint pictures you can see with your inner eye
The Brain....
The best controller you could use if you wanna win this game
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