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INSTEAD OF WAR
HISTORY IS A MYSTERY TO HUMANITY,
SOME KNOWN WITH AN EVIDENCE,
SOME UNKWOWN WITHOUT A TRACE,
PEOPLE EAGER TO KNOW WHY LIFE IS WHAT IT IS NOW?
IN OUR STRUGGLE TO LIVE,
WE GOT TO UNDERSTAND WHAT SENCE IT MAKES TO LIVE WITHOUT WAR,
THE HIGHEST STUPIDITY OF MAN KIND, IS THE ACT OF HATE,
LIKE A BIRD FLY,
WE FLY WAR,
LIKE A LION FEED ON FRESH MEAT
AM EMPIRE SUCK DRY THE FURTURE OF THE INNOCENT,
LIKE A VAMPIRE,
WE WAR FROM DISTANCE PLACES,
INSTEAD OF WAR
LETS TOGETHER PULL OFF THE MARKS OF ISOLATION
THEN THE RUMOURS OF WAR WILL EXIST NO MORE
LIKE A GLASS FALL,
BREAK THE BOND OF HATE,
THEN YOU SEE UNITY WILL ALWAYS KNOCK ON THE DOORS OF OUR TOWN,
LIKE A RETURN OF THE PRODIGAL SON
INSTEAD OF WAR
LET LOVE FLOW FROM THE TOP TO THE BUTTOM,
LET LOVE FLOW FROM OLD TO YOUNG,
LET LOVE FLOW FROM GREAT TO SMALL,
INSTEAD OF WAR
ON EVERY CONERS OF THE WORLD,
LET UNITY REIGN LIKE THE AIR,
INSTEAD OF WAR
IN OUR 21ST CENTURY,
LET IT BE WRITTEN THAT WE LEARN TO TOLERATE ONE ANOTHER,
DESPITE OUR DEFERENT OPINION,
LET IT BE SAID IN DISTANCE TIME,
HOW BRAVE WE ARE TO UNDERSTAND THE IMPORTANCE OF PEACE,
INSTEAD OF WAR
WE NEED TO ANSWER THE CALL OF NATURE,
THE CALL OF LOVE,
LET MAKE USE OF THE TRUTH IN US,
THERE IS LOVE IN EVERYONE,
INSTAED OF WAR
LET THE MOUNTAIN HILLS OF ILLUSION BE DRONE DOWN,
WITH TOGETHERNESS IN UNITY,
LET THE TEMPLES OF SATAN BE BURN ABRAZE BY OUR STRUGLE TO LOVE ONE ANOTHER,
WE NEED NO MORE WARS IN THE WORLD,
LET THUNDER STRIKE DEAD THE PULPIT OF THE PROPHETS OF DOOM,
LET THE EARTH SHAKE AWAY THE TREASURE OF BABYLON UNTIL THEY BE BORN AGAIN,
LET THE SUN HEAT DOWN THE WEAPONS OF DISTRUCTION,
OF ALL SATANIC VAMPIRES,
INSTEAD OF WAR,
WHERE DREAMS ARE SHATTERED,
INNOCENT BABIES CRY FOR HELP,
BUT NONE TO HELP,
MOTHERS BLEED TO DEATH BY MEN ON KAKI JACKET,
SMOKES OF DRONE ON EVERY CONERS OF THE INNOCENT STREET,
CHANTS FOR HELP LEFT AND RIGHT,
UP AND DOWN FROM THE LIPS OF THE POOR,
BUT WHO IS TO HELP?
ALL FOR WAR,
INSTEAD OF WAR
LETS MOVE TO A BETTER WAY,
THE WAY OF LOVE,
THE WAY OF UNITY,
DESPITE WHATEVER IS,
THE WAY OF PEACE
I REST MY CASE.
There’re so many sad love poems around here.
If you guys need help negotiating love’s slippery slope,
let me offer you, your own, romantic horoscope!:
Don’t court romantic disaster
don’t mistake a lightbulb for the moon
Titanic wasn't a rom com
and a sad update:
Grand romantic gestures don’t happen anymore,
you're lucky to get a vibration in our pocket with a "sorry" text
I know what you're thinking though, “We didn’t know the moon was useless until we landed on it,” but once you’ve ‘landed’ on a guy (or girl), once or twice, it’s too late—you’re likely ‘in it.’
Big picture-wise, I think we all have Shakespeare to thank for unrealistic, romantic storylines. Romeo & Juliet are the perfect example—they meet, fall in love and marry the very next day.
In Shakespeare’s defense though, love in his world-building was always messy and imperfect, and there were few "happily ever after" narratives. (The exception being Beatrice and Benedick, in ‘Much Ado About Nothing’).
In a side note, my weekly horoscope (Libra) for the Thanksgiving holiday reads:
“You’ve become so self-centered, It’s all about you. What about your family? Before you go emo and angry, change your perspective—own it—strive to improve relationships.”
Sarsh (so harsh) in this writer’s opinion.
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(Songs for this):
Love Is In Town by Brenda Boykin
Do You Even Know? by Rae Morris
I love the daily contests of a "certain" member,
and see it as a wonderful opportunity to write;
to write just for the love of writing- with wings,
to dust off an old poem and breathe new life into it.
Never, ever has it been claimed to be anything else,
but a fun ride- never anything other than what it is;
monopoly is a word that can apply to all the contests,
when we write a poem and enter it in any contest.
Well, I can only speak for myself I would miss them,
I look forward each morning to see if I placed;
and if I did wonderful, if not no matter, I enter again,
its all for fun- for the fun of poetry- for the sake of poetry.
And to me it is harmless, and I want more and more,
so dear "certain" poet, keep them coming is my opinion ;
(and did I mention that these contest boost confidence),
if you don't place, or get an honorable mention- so what !
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April 17, 2020
Poetry/Verse/I Love Those Contests
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1244-550-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
One may easily
Criticize against another;
And say something sour
Even to a new stranger.
Severe sentence
May he judge at first glance;
Many mistakes he sees,
Attacking at any given chance.
Wise man says
Some sort of a reminder;
Though nobody's perfect,
Judge not the book by its cover.
Before you state
Something on the air;
Better think not only twice
But ten times over.
Don't be too proud
To stand taller and bigger;
Nor say that you know everything,
Instead, think others as wiser.
Hard-hitting declaration
Turns lamb into a tiger;
While soft-spoken opinion
Cools down the fire of anger.
Positive praises
Mirror man's meekness;
Negative notes and critical comments
Make him dumb and speechless.
Speak easing expression
With truth and honesty;
Smile and fondly say
A sweet statement with sincerity.
Did I ask for your opinion?
I don't believe I did.
Don't chastise me as though you think,
I'm some errant little kid.
You can offer your advice,
Politely state your case,
But when you find I don't agree,
Don't get in my face.
I make my own decisions.
The choice at length is mine.
If I make a choice that's wrong,
It's I who pays the fine.
Unless you're asked for money,
You've no call to stomp and snort.
Don't demand I give account,
Like I'm on trial in court.
I pay my bills, the debt is mine.
I know what I can't and can.
I know I'm old but not the fool,
You seem to think I am.
I appreciate the fact you care.
I really, really do,
But I let you make your choices,
Let me do that too.
It's not necessary for us to agree,
On each item on the shelf;
So just to keep the peace let's keep,
Our opinions to ourselves.
I can only tell you part
of my Aunt Roberta’s story.
I heard my cousin Cathy say
She’s an angel gone to glory.
She was a friend to all,
a Mother to many
Of enemies in her life
I don’t think she had any.
She took care of people,
it was in her nature,
it was her way,
It’s the reason why
I’m standing here today.
Along with her cooking
you got her opinion
and some good advice.
And if you didn’t get it,
then you got it twice.
They say that
Don’t nobody do ya like family.
Well my Aunt Roberta
treated everybody like family.
A friend,
A Mother,
And to those lucky few...
She was a lover.
Now an angel gone to glory
and this only part of
my Aunt Roberta’s story.
I had engineered a band
10 years for this band had I spent
Security was my concern
Graphic is wrong means the term
Censorship on Internet
Content upon what they do operate
Shall emanate from via mechanism of the determine
Not from the buisness itselves
Wealth
And the Government Wealth
These to enforce the defense
Exposure and systems
And fense
Censorship on Internet
Sensor is reading Content
In plasma I don't want this radiovibrations
Not in the blood
But the plasma of SOLAR
The radiation
Imagine how stupid you are
IF
You reckon the value is in Space Reserch
When breaking and breaking these moron is air
Your values my new is the source
So what is OPINION
Army of ours
Unless we agree on the fool
I'd like to belive we are sane and the competent
To pleasure of false the comfort you drool
When MIND over MATER
Material Science
The thought shall Material be
Where is the complexiy
For the COMPLIANCE
I wish alike you I can see
Why rage is the blinding
IF there is a solution
TO that what doeas rendr you blind
Step boundary over
And beyond you EGO
I am sorry the poem
I have to go pee
This isn;t the grit
Nor the grid
Nor the grip
It'ssimply is that
That in front
HYPOCRITE
There's surah Quran
Does exist for this lemma
How to behave in this case
Is DILEMMA
Proverbs 18:12 “Before destruction the heart of man is haughty, and before honour is humility.”
In the stillness of my senses, I hear a voice
the voice – often distant, giving me its opinion
when I look at the world and see,
it is me that looks to be, the one I hear
telling me to give into the temptation to be
self-regarding, self-seeking, self-centered
greedy with my time, my kindness, my gifts
greedy, secretly greedy – so no one can see
what I often lack is an altruistic sincerity,
kindness that serves, giving into the voice
that is not really me – it is the One who I know
makes a way through the ego’s greed,
into the beautiful of mercy and grace, completing me
with a sensitivity that can only be found
when looking into the heart that has been reformed
by the gentle hand of One who died and bled,
One who spoke to my spirit when He said…
“let go of your pride – let go of your greed”
“listen to the wisdom of generosity”
“listen to the insights of One who died on a tree”
“listen to the understanding of compassion”
He told me that love is more than the voice I hear –
the voice that tells me to make myself clear
when all is said and done, it tells me to hear
the selfishness of my tone, the egotism
that comes from knowing – it’s what I want, what I crave
what I covet, what I desire…
that are the most important to me when I ignore
the voice deep within – the voice I hear, when
I hear the love that rests in my spirit
when I let go of my pride, and hear what He’s revealing
through a compassion, a grace, an unending faith – love
that comes to say…
on the cross, He made a way
on the cross, He came to say
whatever comes, just kneel and pray
to the One who refused to be self-seeking
with His love, His gift to all people…
He silenced the doubting, the darkness, the greedy
With LOVE – unconditional…
He taught us the meaning, of listening to that voice
the voice – the selfless pleading…
spoken by the Creator who had a plan
to restore each soul and I know He can
free us from our pride, our selfish greed
change our entire lives, silence our egos
and remind us what it means
to love beyond our greed – to love because all we need
is this Jesus who came to breathe…
life into those who believe, faith into those who see
the love that will ever be… the answer for you and me!
What do you want?
Is it articulate in your mind?
Will your wish be quelled at the point of grant?
And will you be sure of your find
And endeavor to find it pleasant
And not look behind
What is your wish?
Is it unique or common?
Will you be sure to relish
With your treasuring and opinion
That to your heirs you will relinquish
Your dear gains, their meanings and your passion
What is the need
That wishes and wants be of essence
Other than to commonly breed
Variants, varieties and their command of presence
Meaningful words and honorable deeds
Worth preservation and reminiscence
I'm told this isn't hiphop, just a bunch of well constructed words
And its not poetry either because it rhymes like a rap verse
At first, come to terms with the terms that your using
Then try to structure the point that your proving
Introducing yourself half way through a statement
Will likely fail, you need a basis for it to make sense if it's a story your trying to tell
A true emcees pen is used to jot thoughts on paper
But its just a matter of opinion which version's prefered or greater
Words heard, are sure to stir emotions in some,but
Read straight from the page that it wouldn't have done
The reality is rap punchlines are something quite pivital
But Rappers today make verses seem quite trivial
In the last line I've given you, an example of the devide
Repetition can enforce points, or be an easy way to rhyme
These changes may be hard to define, but it's worth a try
I don't use style guidelines, I adopt whatever works for mine
Search my mind for my thoughts, and write 'em in rhyme form
Lots have lost the plot . . just let me know when you find yours
My verses get read so my message is spread they way it's intended to be
Cause if your an emcee who isn't a poet,well your just posin, your not really an emcee .
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