Long Regulate Poems
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This town is filled with reasons, reasons why you can’t.
You’re in contempt to protest; so you better save your rant.
If you are creative, your art must be approved,
If it’s deemed offensive, it will be removed.
You can’t have too much fun, it’s a liability,
All enjoyment must be ordained by your municipality.
You can’t start a business until you pay the fees,
Proceed to the cashier, have your money ready please
You can’t hammer a nail; you must be up to code
Enforcement will come knocking, for improving your abode
You can’t do it yourself; you must be licensed by the state
Any change you want to make, they will regulate.
You can’t have a party; it might get out of hand,
Only sanctioned celebrations, strip-searched for contraband.
Each of your essential needs, all require cash,
Our humanity is hidden, beneath a red circle and a slash.
It’s a waste of time to hang around and stick it to the man,
I’m leaving this local of “can’t” for a place that says I can.
When you are young
What do you know of old age?
Then life is at a high noon.
But old age comes
It comes with loss.
Your heart begins to weaken
Your breath becomes quite short
Your muscles are not strong anymore
Even walking the dog is a tiring chore
And the days at the sea are no longer fun
Life often seems sad bleak and without sun.
Sleep and prayer offer some relief
But I can often can hear these words
“Enough is enough of this grief”
My mind sometimes says to me,
“I’m too young to be old”
But my body says, “you’ll see.”
So, I do what I can
Usually pushing for more
I regulate the days to spend
Most time with art and garden friend
I breathe in God with every move
Sending out blessings of deliverance to all
For all the good I still can do until I go.
" Affirmation without discipline is the beginning of delusion."
- Jim Rohn.
Affirmation without discipline
is the beginning of delusion.
Trying to fulfill ambition is fine,
but judge before taking decision.
Confidence is pivot of action.
Proceed in disciplined path to win.
Over confidence brings delusion.
'Don't act reckless, have patience ', I mean.
Analyse to chalk out your venture.
Control emotion and regulate
to access success in future.
Caution at every step : Formulate.
Always thoughtful, don't get desparate.
Approach cool not being aggressive.
Don't be foolhardy on needless haste.
In well planned manner, act decisive.
Solitude is now a trained trait
It’s easier than teaching the selfish to cooperate
Past the lights of yesterday
I see tomorrow fade away
Mundane voices talk with ease
Explaining why we go to sleep
Hieroglyphics carved in walls
Lead the way into our stalls
Different tones above our skies
Give our gods an alibi
Friendless souls still stomp around
Deciding if they own our town
Pristine people right and true
Can be bribed to work four you
Forced in to a governmental sacrifice
Seems to decrease our economical price
My minds been monopolized
Taken hostage by a pack of lies
Our love smothers, we destroy with hate
Emotional providences we can’t regulate
Poison from a broken heart
Can be used to dip a dart
Men have fought on foreign land
War has always been freedoms demand
Fallen comrades buried deep
Buried with the maps we seek
Thoughts not directly from my mind
Take refuge in my memory at times
Strong and educated we are immense
Unable though to choose sides of defense
A stagnate society lies in wait
Watching to see what our children create
Promises made of true satisfaction
Redeemed By investing in political action
The flag though torn still it waves
Granting our freedom, although were not enslaved
We have the choice or so they claim
To play like them or lose the game
Our elders, our teachers, to us they now run
Grappling at their justice; for answers, to us come.
Yours truly jogs his memory to write
about witnessing bats appearing at twilight
swooping mammals (in search of prey) quite
silently whooshing thru the dusky night
flitting to and fro, hither and yon
across the darkening sky
analogous to erratic zigzag pattern
traced courtesy skittering kite
resembling little black birds
(think chimney sweeps)
predicated espying them from height
of about five feet and ten inches
beautiful creature whom
one human they excite
dark shadows temporarily
eclipsing man in the moon
obscuring said natural satellite of Earth,
come cool weather,
whence winged wafting animals own birthright
despite suffering *****sapien
wrought them bum rap reputation.
Though initially frightful,
bats unique aesthetically beguiling
captivating anatomy does appeal
and compromising said species
quite a big deal
cuz they naturally regulate
an essential role in pest control,
pollinating plants and dispersing seeds.
Recent studies estimate bats
eat enough pests to save
more than $1 billion per year
in crop damage and pesticide costs
in the United States corn industry alone.
Habitat destruction undermining
aforementioned living things
akin to Damaging Achilles heel
anthropomorphising, (albeit personifying)
planet earth, an entity
all living things get their meal
cuz meddlesomeness to steal,
viz humans beings self appropriating
bountiful resources of Gaia
with selfish zeal
only spells demise
of self serving bipedal hominid.
Close up,
one eye is pinned against the lens
of a freshly sweat-slickened microscope,
while the other eye winks;
equal in effort of support,
they strain to penetrate
the thickened surfaces of initial green,
finally revealing a sturdy complex
of slack-lipped pores.
Each industrial stomata
gaping as a gateway for gas exchange,
guarded
by pairs of protective cells
poised
to regulate the flow of air,
one after the other.
Swoosh of greater magnification exposes
the guardians, shaped like common kidney beans,
ridges and grooves of pigments
circling around like bubbles of starch,
migratory as morning mist.
Inside this plastid factory of synthesis,
even greener dots of color fill
the organelles,
powerhouses of observable DNA machinery
relentlessly persisting,
regardless of the shifting scale
of perspective
up Close.
Clouds arise from the seas to
quench thirst of earth in rain.
Yet some parts remain parched
praying for due share of water.
Ironically excess rain also floods
destroying homes and lives.
Flood afflicted pray for less rains
to minimise their watery sorrows.
In imbalance created by nature
living beings are forced to adapt.
It is, indeed, difficult to tame nature
Let alone fully understand its cues.
After centuries of reckless destruction
we have not learnt our lessons yet.
We need to preserve nature and
bring it back to its pristine glory.
Protecting endangered species, planting trees for higher green cover
may help regulate rains and halt
adverse impacts of climate change.
To see America in this place makes me weep,
when the only hope we have to spread our message.
Maybe to take up our arms and march through the street,
in an attempt to save ourselves from the wreckage.
They regulate all our thoughts and actions freely,
as they sell us diet colas and empty hope.
They can sell us our leaders just as easily,
when we traded our religion for their plug-in trope.
Who are those faceless men hiding in the shadow,
pushing the buttons to destroy all resistance?
Bring them forward to face us in the light and show,
why a corrupt Government deserves existence.
Step forward all true American loyalists,
take back the land of the free, the home of the brave.
Perhaps this might be the only chance we will get,
will it be liberty or a walk to the grave?
Written on March 09 2015 4:32 AM
Wind is blowing
Moon is shinning
Birds are whining
Oh, the night is in motion
There's the girl,
And there's the man she loved.
The man smiled
And she freeze
Her heart accelerates
And its velocity is changing
Well maybe its the gravity
Because the girls falling
She can't contain what she feel
Is there a formula in motion?
She can't regulate the force
Is there a formula in free fall?
There's the girl
And there's the man she loved.
The man speaks
And In the sound waves of his voice
She fell in love
It was a kind of force
It will need a measuring
A weighing and an instrument
Yes, the girl is in some kind of law
The law of gravitational pull?
The law of equilibrium?
The law of acceleration?
No the girl said
"I guess its the law of love and harmony."
When I am better..I can do much better
things..Like regulate your living, to lessen
Enviromental damage ( and many other things?)
I can spray chemicals into the skies above
To try and dim your light, only because i am more suited, to tell; for you, what is truly right.' I
Will be able to control human reproduction
It a long held goal of mine.' I will condone deep rare mineral extraction.' Everythings just fine.' I will intervene in your diat with some artificially doctored foods.' Its allowed to be on my resum'e you might think, i'm being crude.? Yet I have got the
Wherewithall.' In billions to my name.' Its
Mostly non-profit generated, or ex-tax money.' So you'll understand..Its not like selfish gains.' It enables me with others to
Maintain an over-view.' In which negligable
Things like self-sufficiancy.' Can be consigned to a historical zoo.? Meanwhile
I'll fund musicans, and actors in congress's
Halls..And supply vaccinations.' I'll be at your ( beck and call ) you won't have to aspire..Or strive for better yourself.' For I will embody a type of perfection? Due to great un-approachable temporal worth i'll
Make sure sacrifices.' Are sheilded from your view.' They won't count in the overall
Scheme of things..They will be really wretched..(and not like you!) You are to be
Better than them..I wish to make this understood.!! And one day if i decide to
Reach out.? I might make you truly good.'
And lift you to the heights of fame.' To be
Almost as I.? A most; worthy household name.)