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At last you've been laid to rest, twenty~twenty
A plague on mankind with tragedies aplenty
Since February, you've given up total control
abandoning us as a wicked germ took its toll
You'll be remembered as the horrendous year
that filled the world with grievances and fear
Many nations locked down in a strangle hold
Their leaders, blunderers; usless as fool's gold
Labeled covid a 'hoax' as it raged as systemic
and you, 2020, were accursed by a pandemic
But it was not the only flaw that branded you
Summer was tainted by men dressed in blue
Brother dueled against brother, black vs. white
Angry protesters ignited cities ablaze at night
"Black lives matter!" Too much police brutality
America became a war zone of hostile mentality
For months on your calendar, bitterness raged
On and on great masses clashed. Battles waged
Maybe it's unfair to rant against you in this way
You're inanimate, not at fault, some would say
History will refer to you as the bearer of blame
Without a voice, the travesties you can't disclaim
You were the year of storms and too much death
Of masked faces, afraid of drawing a deep breath
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Posted on January 1, 2021 for Mohan Chutani's
2020 to 2021 Contest. We've laid 2020 to rest
How Poetry Began, such plots you tell!
A Tale Of Fire And Ice you wrote so well
Poor Peter Pumpkin bid a sad adieu
Pink Cherry Blossoms was your first haiku
You Echo, Silent Still - love's dream come true.
Bright Eyes plays violin with sweet refrain
It Matters Not, a lovely swap quatrain
Rock Turtles - monoku criteria
The Wintered Soul Among Wisteria
Hidden Beauty - bittersweet rondeau
Dear Juliet waits for her Romeo
And Then Are Times in 'Six Days of Sistine'
Yesterday's Joys, a quatern most pristine.
At Winter's End, a triolet of spring
Night, A Pantoum Lullaby to sing
Destiny, so dark; more painfully:
Reflecting on Police Brutality
Each Little Drop of Rain I See goes 'plink'
An Empty Tissue Box in tear-stained ink.
Dogs and Cats, of these you often write
In Strangler's Wood, those shadows quake at night
Eternal Breath, for one who died too soon
This Night you're floating under stars and moon
Revelation In the Rain, poor her!
I'm Huck - that's right, the novel character
Cinder Girl, burned badly by a boy
Happy birthday, Andrea - enjoy!
September 5th:
Happy birthday to a Soup superstar, prolific poetess, constant commenter, splendid sonneteer, marvelous mentor, word warrior, supportive sponsor, and fabulous friend!
Note: Capitalized words at the beginning of each line are titles of some of Andrea Dietrich's more popular poems from her nearly 11 years at Poetry Soup.
written 4 Sep 2020
You are most welcome, stranger. This is the land i live in
I don`t know much about your own, but ours is full of marvels
that bring dark shadows to the mind, they make the heart feel pressure
they turn your stomach upside-down and tint your soul like coal.
This quite familiar, alien guy, with the domestic face
How shallow has our judgment gone... He just came from deep space.
That lovely lady, hatefully, stares at me and smiles
This is a shell for charybdis. Deception for perception.
A cop that has humanity. The jewel of mankind
Compassionate for all of us. So far from being a sadist
committed only to do good. True prototype of human
Their death, certainly spoils my day. Each funeral i honor
I get depressed by the thought, that a strike team is prying
I hope their paths will never cross. Their righteous task should finish
To cleanse our land from masons and people with wrong haircuts
Alexis, fifteen year old, was an illuminati.
Deer, guarded by tigers
with smirks that look sardonic
Godfathers to fight petty crime
replacing thieves with KILLERS.
As for the few who read and nod, concur and realize
I wish we all finally see, with awe or with aversion
the great desert of amazon, obscured by that flora.
Let my warm hailing solve your clouds
Kind sister / Dear brother.
Form:
often in the grand scheme of God's desires
He will use mankind to do what He requires
His providential purposes God's master plans
will utilize any and all types of man
the Pharoah declared a most horrendous decree
of infanticide on Jewish male babies
to put them to death to keep their numbers down
fearful of having too many Jewish males around
but history has a way of repeating itself again and again
as the young Black male populations today hangs by a fringe
with incarcerations, police brutality and killing each other
we're on the verge of eradicating our young Black brothers
a supposed threat to society that same old racist mentality
yet all it takes is for God to send someone to be bold
one person unafraid to break away from the mold
over 400 years of praying and keeping hope alive
a people once in slavery but today they now thrive
from Moses to Jeremiah to the Rev. Dr. King
to President Barak Obama God can change anything
One Bold Black Soul to say what needs to be said
One Bold Black Soul whose life is spirit-led
don't let the world compromise your moral integrity
let prayer be the tool you use to claim the victory
you need some solitude to simply reflect
on that which God desires of you and what of you He expects
God will be what you want no matter what you need
and He will do whatever is needed to help you succeed
so walk in the spirit and just wait for your time
and be ready to act when God gives you a sign
to be called into place with God's saving grace
Jeremiah told the people of the prophecy
about their demise if they confront their enemy
he was then thrown into a pit full of mud and slime
his death to be a certainty in a very short time
but One Bold Black Soul stepped up to the plate
and told the King to save Jeremiah before it was too late
One Bold Black Soul an Ethiopian man
told of the soldiers diabolical plans
to be bold, to be risky, to be resilient in your resolve
to step out of your comfort zone until the problem is solved
from Rosa Parks to Medgar Evers to Malcolm X
to do what is prevalent and not what society expects
creative in courage, inspired with innovation
by any means necessary to change the situation
One Bold Black Soul willing to step out on a limb
to stop history from repeating itself once again
I hear things right side down
and bottom left side up
as I get older
so consider the source.
Anyway,
I hear Colchester Connecticut Democrats,
and some cross-registering Republicans,
want to establish
a multicultural health commission
concerned about military
and local police mercenaries
feeling discriminated against,
picked on,
unloved,
left out,
under-valued,
ignored,
neglected,
abused,
shot at.
T Rocko is concerned
such a vast investment
in multicultural respect,
solidarity of resonance,
integrity of long-term resiience
through commitment to public dialogue
rather than contentious debate,
could only be justified
with quantitative data
Adding up how much
anti-militarism
and anti-police brutality prejudice
exists
and costs
in Colchester.
In this political
and economic moment
of social cooperative distancing,
dissociation,
scape-goating,
rabid polarization,
toxic partisanship
We need a baseline,
says he,
of mutual disregard,
to measure regenerative progress
and/or degenerative retrenchment
from community integral investments
in health remediation,
inclusive wealth
for future cooperative governing generations.
"Silence to me
says it exists"
retorts our First SelectWoman
Rudko,
self-appointed sole guardian
of our public health investment purse,
responds,
Supporters of Armed Lives Matter Most
are "making a generalization...
not based on facts"
that silence means discontent,
speaks echo-chamberly
of feeling an unhealthy
lack of mutually fulfilling safety
Too risky
for speaking up transparently
to listen vulnerably
to all cooperative opportunity "Other"
and "Alien"
and "Immigrant"
And silently listening especially
for Not Straight Male Dominant
voices,
whispered narratives
about aggressive predation stories
of relentless win/lose debate
rather than cooperative win/win dialogue
with pro-social attachment,
multiculturally nonsupremacist intelligence.
Anger amongst my people
From all the police brutality
Resulting in so many young
Mens fatality
Our hands are up
Don't shoot
Don't stomp us out
With your boots
We face down on the ground
Don't Use your billy club to pound
Police shoots and kills
Then gets off for it
This can't be real
Don't use unjust violence on me
I'm a citizen
We as a race should have known better then
Don't shoot
I'm going for my identification
Such a racist nation
If police started killing off Caucasians
Then it would be a situation
Don't shoot
I have a kid in the car
Pow pow pow
Now you went to far
How many shots does it take
To subdue a man
2, 6, 20
Explain officers so we can understand
This is our justice system
Systematically killing blacks
How are we to commemorate
When we under attack
Bias and unjust
In America we don't trust
Police brutality
What's your rationality
Repression and criminalization
Of an entire generation
Racial disparities
Giving us welfare and calling it charity
Our ancestors built this place
Yet a white officer is present
in every black mans murder case
Stop don't shoot
My hands are held high
Pow pow pow
Another nigga dies tonight
The room speaks for itself -
It doesn’t speak at all
It exists, without breath
Silence suffocates -
The room is empty,
Not because of lack of people,
But because it lacks presence,
Something - or someone is missing,
The scent of death lingers
People crowd the room,
Yet loss consumes -
For now the room becomes a tomb,
A place cursed by harsh truths
A boy is gone,
Killed by a system -
Who criminalised colour,
The knock at the door, still echoes,
Haunted by the ghost of a warmth long gone
The room is still,
As if death has claimed the space,
Misery loves company -
And it’s favourite company - grief
I had a dream that I was the President of the USA and this
is what I would do to make my country strong again. . .
Get every single citizen vaccinated for Covid 19 and variants
Work with advisors on ways to open up the economy
Implement a plan to help citizen find jobs, shelter and food
Work with Border Authorities to open up the borders
For sure make the "Dreamers" USA citizens
Release Mexican children held in cages and unite with family
Work to achieve Climate Change with advisors and scientist
Form a plan to reduce pollution in the rivers, lakes and oceans
Find ways to help endangered species and loss of habitat
Put a stop to import of trophy hunter kills from other countries
Work to create a friendly relations with Canada and Mexico
Respect the rights and treaties of the native Indians
Put into action an end to police brutality with zero tolerance
Work on how to end racial prejudice for all races and religions
Create a great health care plan for all citizens
Improve relations with allies and all countries of the world
Work on gun reforms making ownership more restrictive
Make prison sentences have no option for parole or pardons
Show compassion in times of national or world tragedy
Do everything in my power to make USA strong
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February 10, 2021
Poetry/List/If I Were
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1327-582-10
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, If I Was President
sponsor, Matt Caliri, Judged 03/19/2021
Third Place
Martial law inapropos to stave, staunch,
and stem police brutality,
nevertheless commander in chief
will violently barrel ahead
particularly when blatant iniquities
flagrantly heaped upon
innocent dark skinned human bodies,
who far to often get accosted, beaten, choked
without justice, but
judged guilty merely existing.
Protestations within metropolitan urban areas
all across the United States
sparking riots else within world
began in Minneapolis on May 26, 2020
following the death of George Floyd
coroners determine cause of death asphyxia
after Minneapolis Police Department (MPD) officer
Derek Chauvin knelt on his neck
for 8 minutes and 46 seconds.
Akin to striking a match
into highly flammable liquid
diverse people expressed legitimate rage
against machinations targeting humans,
whose obvious epidermal pigment
unwittingly sacrifices said
dark skinned people burnt offerings.
Sacrificial lambs only become martyrs,
yet sadly never realize their true value, nor
relish (hot diggity dog) purposefulness
cuz her/his mortality nipped in (figurative) bud
when precious life cruelly stolen.
As iterated courtesy similar
crafted by yours truly
persons falsely hash tagged recalcitrant
(predominantly boys and/or men)
exhibiting physiognomy proclaiming
African American, Australia,
Haiti, Melanesia, Papua
New Guinea and South Asia...
as motherland, more so
black immigrants comprise
growing proportion of said
racial (constituency) population.
Usually no culpability
linkedin with rudely mistreated individual,
whose inalienable (inherent) rights:
life, liberty and pursuit of happiness
hijacked solely predicated upon bigotry.
Dissenters dominate the streets,
The public dominion of demonstrations.
This POTUS threatens military domination.
Just forget the pesky First Amendment.
Sowing seeds of civil war
The best path to reelection.
Yet remonstrations rally relentless,
One man’s terminal chokehold
A symbol of structural racism.
A metaphor for the socioeconomic suffocation,
The clamor and commotion
torn and tormenting in every town.
Protestors street hue and cry,
voices of the marginalized and forgotten .
A human chain of disputant dissentients,
Occupiers striking for a new order.
Rebels demanding
a new systemic justice.