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Even if you skip big meanings
Minding petty pace of days
Yours is splendid way of living
Straightening paths in every maze
There you go across the water
There you fly upon the land
There you stand amidst the slaughter
Which you fail to understand
What seemed complex turns out plain
As the years go by it gets
Clearer that we go insane
With our number of upsets
Tempered madness works like pill
Daily doses you can measure
By yourself, no form to fill
You would need for such a pleasure
If it doesn’t satisfy
Then you have a great resource
To repeat the reasons why
Voluntary, not by force.
Iran you have a problem
one of your greatest resource's is oil
but it is a limited resource
eventually, it will run out
Or if the world changes
to use electric cars
you would be left
without profits
your economy
could struggle
have you heard the saying
make hay well the suns shinning
Today your sun is shinning
you dream of going back in time
taking over the country's
charging a tribute
empires and fortunes
but those times have past
people would fight back
and the world can't afford your wars
make hay well the sun shines
use investment, to create wealth
you could build car factories
Japan does not have any metal resources
but re-imports the cars rubbish
from the countries they sold then too
look around use your brains
you could also become
A country that manufacture's
the equipment of the industrialized nations
you could export sand to help overcome
the erosion on the beaches of the world
you could build the desalination plants
turning your arad land into lush fertile land
your people could be trained to become employees
creating tax to run your country
yet perhaps we need to think further out of the circle
walkthrough and supermarket and there are so many products
people are busting their brains to come up with new ideas
but the one thing we need most is entertainment
perhaps as a world people should be given
part of our wage allocated to entertainment
then the unemployed could earn wages
from becoming the entertainers of the future
granted not all of them we still want products
we still want food, clothing, and machines
I think we should make hay well the sun shines
centuries ago
England tried to make America part of its Empire
The American People sick of paying tax
fought the war of independence
The world doesn't need any more wars
we need people to work together building
healthy robust progressing economy's
and happiness.
WATER
Land mass of Earth is too small to stand.
More than double is water in galore
Sink to sea water, not a drop to drink.
Bring fresh sweet water from stream or spring
Other resource is underground water, not to bother.
Bound is rain water to sink underground,
But will settle when soil is impermeable just.
Under the ground to get reservoir, rain will surrender.
Polite to mention: ‘For life water is requisite
to start, to flourish to flora and fauna too.
Three states of water in Nature exist free
Liquid water, water vapor and Ice solid.
Encore! Water invigorates even life to restore.
Nice crystallization of water forms hard solid ice.
Floating icebergs keep nine tenth submerged, only peaks pointing
Less visibility threatens ship on actual size to guess.
Snow melts from ice caps, waterfall follows to flow
Stream and river run ceaseless to meet ocean’s dream.
Nature presents water in varied form so spectacular.
Evaporation from water surfaces results in cloud formation
Power of proud clouds burst out in tears of rain shower.
Profile of liquid state is back to water surface completing water cycle.
Hydration occurs when water claims chemical combination.
Deadly dehydration needs water intake urgently.
Prior to high -tech to get drinking water pure,
Process of putting alum causing precipitation was easy to access.
Wastage of water is prohibited, make best usage.
Nurture water for future as unique elixir element of Nature.
Through dreams in purple and infinity, where ceaseless yearning throbs,
A voracious dance of constellations, through my veins relentlessly flows,
It's an ode of bodies, igniting with touches, in boundless love aglow,
And each whispering of fingers murmurs questions, summoning angelic shows.
I embarked on a marathon of the senses, an Aphrodite's myth softly spoken,
An act unending in stirring closeness, without any halt,
From the first spark that marks the rebirth of a universe, expectation unbroken,
Until attraction lets down its curtain, and longing gradually retreats into anonymous calm.
In this mystic interlude, with psalms of rustling, with gazes mated in secrecy,
A promenade of fierce emotions, where time forgets to tick in dialogue,
The sacred deed unfolding before us, evidence of existence shared only by two, with guilt's decree,
And every breath or blink, maxims of keen pleasure, reign over a divine hour, a clear prologue.
Ah, but as you step into a temple of love, beware, for the heart you might lock,
When the music of the body ignores the breaks, or crescendos piercing the chamber's wall,
Yet, true mastery, nurtured in youth, is to sing with relentless resource,
To extend the prelude, an act of magic in flesh and feeling, more delicate than any ballad's call.
To live this perpetuum mobile of love, with fervor that burns etheric,
Is a risk we embrace, for beauty is peril, and love is the master key,
In this game stretched over years, where the final is merely a chapter, not an ultimate decree,
We remain captives in a symphony of pleasure, everlastingly durable, where each touch unfurls poetically.
She lived beside the old temple that has stood
For years on the rocky bank of the silent river
Flowing all through the lining greenery cover ,
The woods and the arable land rich and good ;
Years ago she was the landlady ruler, across
The several hamlets, who doled out for free
What they asked for -grains, clothes in a spree
And never cared for the end - gain nor the loss
It was an abrupt outbreak, an epidemic dreary,
That effaced the strugglers picking by lot ;
The good landlord was the first to be caught ;
For no cause, nor reason he became weary;
Leaving behind his suffering soul sans a child
And all his countless riches for her to cherish ,
He finished his spell with no joy, so to perish
Alas ! the fate what else could be so ,so wild..!
There were mixed feelings and selfish amity
When the folk got more than what they sought
Coaxing the lady with ease and plea distraught
Soon she was homeless, yet in sound sanity,
Serving unbiasedly, the destitute, needy poor
Beyond all her ability and resource limit
But never was there a lapse nor any null remit
As the noble soul dwelt on healing their sore
Decades elapsed since, but for no change;
A slight cry of suffering reaches her soon :
And she rushes to them be it night or noon ;
None forgets that she is on the eighty range
Oh God! how strange are these facets of life!
While some chase far, the void and the futile,
Ever seeking somehow just their needs vile,
Noble beings but breathe for those in strife.
On the dismal day --- recall the rustics around,
She was carried away by the floods too wild,
As she tried and saved a drowning child ,
But lost her stance to the unsparing ground;
Hue and cry ,and searches wide found her not ;
A lamp is lit on the chosen day on her door sill
And many offer their prayers thereabout still :
More for favours than in memory of the spot.
Bullies exude a malevolent force
And victims suffer their mean hellish toll
What is their ultimate unpleasant goal?
Are we their punish-for-pleasure resource?
It’s more than their world’s an OCD course
Where we’re just glass marbles that they can roll
They’re addicts who relish life as a troll
Like unwelcome Vikings from cold lands Norse
These predators think they’re on a high horse
They spit out the meek into a waste bowl
Without love for those who possess a soul
They from humanity themselves divorce
When persons with power have a kind heart
Acts gentile and sweet might set them apart
Tribute to the Rains
And then it finally came
What was very much sought
And what was most needed
As people even prayed for
Eventually, the rains did arrive
Coming as it did in a flurry
Consuming with it all anxiety,
Uncertainty, the heat and dust
In whatever shape it did land
As speedy drizzle or brazen shower;
Noisy downpour continued all nights,
With lightning and thunder
Hurtling down came the stormy rain
With gale and gusty winds, splashing,
Causing muddy pools and rolling floods;
Hurriedly filling up lakes and reservoirs
Wishes grew, for it to be regular
Each year and round the year; enough,
For that alone would mean, growth
And bring in, wealth and happiness
And thus it raised the hopes of farmers
From communities far and wide; who,
Ever so expectant gazed at the sky:
For rains alone made their crops thrive
For Flora and Fauna to bloom manifold
As pastures and fields spring back to life
Plants and trees turning to refreshing green
As marshy lands all get wet and soaked
At long last the Rain Gods had scampered in
Bringing with it promises of plenty and cheer;
Making the air clean and pollutants free
And ushering in climate for a comfort spree
Children rushed to get drenched for fun
While others chose to cuddle in the bed
A delight that's been quite forgotten
For rains brought thrill to all age brethren
It often inspired families to stick together
And munch crispy snacks chattering together;
With a myriad of thoughts and dreams
And alas life for man got all set to zoom!
It didn't really matter how rains showed up
Through a 'cyclone' or a ‘depression’
All it did was to arrive in style and substance;
To the stupendous amazement of all asunder
Whether in torrents or in spate
Raindrops did charge the water bodies
Making insects and worms come alive
For birds to flutter and butterflies to swarm
The wonder of this refreshing shower
Instantly thrilled my heart with heavenly beat,
And thoughts pleasantly ebbed in my mind
To string words together and sing in praise
Great God indeed; did this resource, bless,
For bereft of it; all life shall be a thing of past
And with it the journey of all living things
May well see the light of millenniums ahead!
I am fed up of falling this failing fall
no person has fallen this far before
have fallen through the very floor
can’t force further (crack) there’s more!
How much farther can I take?
rather damaged worn down straight,
dumbstruck as to what I gravitate,
numb touch powerless to heavy weight.
Bang! whoosh the fall stops,
flying now in control at pace,
and I can’t even see the top,
but am getting out this horrid place!
acquired harsh scars my skin carved
mentally emotionally starved
my on fire heart
alike matter in stars
I matter shine light solar
shooting shredding but never over
hell bound to ground moves ever closer
then I rip out my own orbit ferocious
Confusion seeds both depression and gravity,
fresh understanding brings me clarity,
Ima mine resource fuel this mission out of me
making hard work and success a familiarity.
until finished forgetting head drops
and spaced expressions, saving face,
those glorious days long forgot,
reinvent so no longer hard to trace.
If tired and I cannot concentrate,
I’ll pace rest and accumulate
strength snowballing non to waste
desire for progress and then I’ll race!
I was raised with a warrior core,
I’ll fight to fly, glide and endure,
negative energy in procedures
to positive power of believers!
undoubtedly kick the doubt out of me
no being down and drowsy
drawing in air a surrounding sea
repeatedly thrust arms kick feet
I'm minced meat sharks can't eat
sick of the dark so light I seek
majestic hunger never weak
crowning the monarchy
my throne my seat
been battered bruised not beaten
how have I lost I’m still breathing?
claw all above til down beneath
steal my life back from the thief!
Cus if you breathe it be it,
then you'd better believe it,
you can breed it bleed it,
forever your being!
always believe,
always being,
the being,
you're being,
make being believing.
Thought I was defeated
oh please, looks deceive
Onslaught Now I’m back up
victory is believed, destiny.
I'll be what I set out to be
When Will is aligned beyond free will
Will Humans Be On A One Will Drive
That is One perfected ideal condition
Not to be confused with bequeathing
Will is motivational inherent strength
Is told will is a power at the very core
Is will motivation, is it thought or else
Is will impulse, particle, light or wave
Will is not intuition or instinct is a guide
Focus One pointedness eye of the bird
Ways to explain why stay with just One
The One is expressing ‘Self in every cell
Quest remains how to find that one One
Many a techniques yoga tantra devotion
All the above and more all in accordance
The one common resource is Connection
Drink from the source connect allow flow
Allow it to seep into every pore saturating
Every cell is alive in awareness has A Will
Recall train every microabode our tiny tot
Cells filled pulsating vibrating alive Being
Operates at best when on One Will Drive
All will aligned to One Lone Cosmic Will
When Willl is aligned beyond free will
Will Humans Be On A One Will Drive
A colourful day of the year, when moonlight and sunlight never enough
Decorated with more lightening, colourful, beautiful and splendour
Songs, dances, tours and laughers, all culminated with Holy Mass prayers
The day of the year that celebrations and merriments are from the hearts.
One plus again today, though tough cycle experienced ever,
The cycle that I faced kilindi, a bottom of fiscal nudes,
Where top trusted friends and divine guiders,
Laughed at my mourns and pledged as backbiters
Speaking evils and pushed away my buoyancy.
The year that penny left the pockets, the year that comrades lost trust,
The year that concubines disappeared, the year that suicidal could be a b’ option
But God showered his Mercy, we reached a gain the cycle start
Thank you all comrades, who paid their trust on me,
The trust, resource you shared, are marked top to my heaven
Nothing I equal to repay, but prayers will seal my tongue
With songs and praise to my God, who sent such angles to me.
Years wishes to all, the fight has just began,
Purely academic it was, truly will keep the move,
And chase the thief tranquilly, no noise no boost Facebooking,
Time is our best align, let’s clap when destiny is reached
© lucas Mkude 25-12-2024 birthday mood