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What do healthy systems,
naturally spirited,
ecologically enlightened
and ego-politically empowered swell
Wellness
anthro-economic networks
wonder,
often wander around
what do wealthy mindbody systems do
when the Body squarely says
"I'm doing all I can comfortably do"
And the unsatisfied Mind asks
"Why is my need for healthy integrity
neglected
deflected
ignored
unrestored?"
at least half
my less than thriving
time
in your embodied space
In musical pace
and game face
and systems empirical place
anticipating lyrical theory embrace,
This BodyMind feels a dissonant gap
between a comfortably expected
repetitively resonant accord
in music narrative compositions
as traditionally played
and replayed pitch perfect
military march uniformity
with RightBody empowered control
Over-riding a deeply serene
enlightened LeftMind unity
preference becoming contenting content
of EarthTribe's sacred stereophonic
love story, life systemic
Waiting curiously,
and thereby less impatiently
win/lose pushing individual performance,
self-prophetically solo lonely
Waiting for our next cooperative
muse amusing immersion
peak climatic experience
designed
orchestrated
choreographed
Win/Win improvisational
in sacred
therapeutic scores
and scales
of resonant empowering harmony
enlightening multi-lateral symphony
in keys of bicameral rhapsody,
health/wealth systemic
ecstasy.
What do healthy systems,
naturally spirited,
ecologically enlightened
and ego-politically empowered smell
retell outside swell
escaping inside
consumer retail hell.
Social Justice
Social justice is the fair and just relation between the individual and society.
I am an American
I just want fair and just treatment
wanting my fellow man and government
to represent, me
fairly
A measured explicit and tacit terms
for the distribution of wealth, opportunities
for personal activity and social privileges
this is social justice
fairly
I am black-African American
I just want fair and just treatment
wanting my fellow man and government
to represent, me
fairly
I profess Christ in my life
I am not ashamed to tell my boss or my job
religious discrimination
retail and governmental confinements work on required days
Or your fired
just want a right to be respected
fairly
There are four types of justice
Distributive, procedural, restorative and retributive.
I just want to be equally representative
child labor, miss-cradled
Racism, still hating for the color of our skins
education, teach the same have the same contents of books
Shelter/housing, all should have a descent place affordable place to live
Bullying, corruption jealous ashamed people sorrowful wanting power over you
Medicine, disabled people I must miss some meals sell my used car to afford
poverty I control but yet my governmental task masters really control
I am a Christian
Not ashamed to tell you or the government
I just want fair and just treatment
wanting my fellow man and government
to represent, me
fairly
Economic justice is a component of social justice
It's a set of moral principles
I need equal opportunity created for a sufficient
material foundation upon which to have a dignified, productive, and creative life beyond economics.
to represent, me
fairly
Racism, violence in schools, drug abuse
Unemployment,
Hunger and unfair labor conditions
Main reason we're in this
Is because of individual free-choice process
rarely
I am human caught in this mess
Called social justice?
03/29/18
Social Justice free verse - Poetry Contest
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We used to go shopping, you and I.
Dressing room privacy, Mom corner-facing
Then turn, you turn, front and back,
A view from every side.
Ooos and ahs . . .
So pretty, Mom’s pretty daughter.
What fun we had, you and I,
When we used to go shopping.
“Put this one in the MAYBE pile,” you said,
“But, oh, it’s so pretty,” said I.
“Does it make my butt look big?”
“Not at all,” I replied.
“Oh, crap! I’ll have to pass on it then.”
Giggle Giggle Chuckle
There was room for Laughter,
Room for Fun,
Before HEALTH turned her back on you.
And egg shells filled the space between you and me,
I’ve never been a careful stepper.
It’s best, I’m told, if I stay out of the nest.
But once upon a time
In the not so distant past
We enjoyed retail excursions
My beautiful daughter and I
When we used to go shopping.
~ Judy Bausch
We get buried under tents
in cemeteries, a sensible
insurance send off,
throwing roses into a hole.
At parking lot carnivals in June,
I throw rings at
impossible duck necks,
tommy-gunning pop-up
rubber gangsters all for a
shot at the giant stuffed cod
you never wanted
...under a tent.
We got married under a tent.
Guests bit into
crisp leviathan shrimp, and
it was raining good luck rain,
so, our tent bet against
the weather paid off.
We were carnal
under a forest canopy
before we met, roaring and wild, we
kept the creatures up all night;
Your awning was sort of a tent:
striped in red and white over
your upscale catering truck by
the upscale curb,
you saw me coming
before I saw you going.
And the rain is deranged and pelting
as we gather under tents
throwing Kroger
roses into a hole.
I see them everywhere on my way
home from work in the hot summer,
the baking tents…bold, festive stripes
ripping across the melted
asphalt lots, hawking
all kinds of hope and fervor,
And I am raptured by their retail
evangelism, and always
come home proudly
with that leather ottoman
on sale, drastically reduced,
the one you always hated,
the one that nearly matched
the living room couch, and still doesn’t.
But in my own defense, my dear,
my sweet gone dear,
I had taken leave of my senses
for a moment, under a tent.
Black Friday,
iconic of Climate Fragility,
is designed to transition retail
from red
to black
end of year balance sheets.
Black Friday
is black
good
wealthy
robust
from a competitive corporate perspective.
What feels too seldom noticed,
This capital-acquisition game
is played with ZeroSum win/lose assumptions:
Retail corporations
are more likely to go richly black
as consumer households,
especially marginally surviving households,
urban apartheid neighborhoods,
rural failing family farms,
reach into shallowing pockets
to risk red indebted shortfall,
unhoused lack of holds.
To align our ecopolitical color scheme,
black incorporated economic privilege
is fed by red consumer fragility
as white political privilege
feeds on black and brown
and cooperative rainbow fragility.
One of the ways
we can remember this color scheme,
no paranoid pun intended,
is through a song,
Red and yellow,
black and white,
these are diversely precious
in His Straight White corporate sight
ReIncarnated Capital-Infested God
loves all consumers
of the ZeroSum WinLose
global market world.
This version suffers
from unlyrical challenges,
yet it still has a Black Friday ring
to cash re-registering around us.
The title of this song escapes me.
Was it
He's Got the Whole World in His Corporation
or Shop Til We Drop?
The voracious squirrels must think we're nuts,
especially on Black Friday.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There once was a squirrel who wanted to be a bunny,
He dyed Easter eggs pastel and, oh so yummy.
His name was Eddie, quick as DoorDash*
And wore pink fluffy ears quite brash.
He hopped around, called himself Sunny.
But his hops proved a farcical fail,
His acrobatics turned tails pale~
He stored nuts in his cheeks,
And developed a twitchy mystique.
‘cause he drank too much Easter-themed ale!
*DoorDash is an online food delivery service that allows customers to order meals from local restaurants through its app or website, with drivers delivering the food directly to their location. It also offers additional services like grocery and retail delivery.(Source: Wikipedia.com)
There was a knock
We stopped doing our tik tok
Opened the opportunity door
A cable guy was there from the local electronics’ store
With orders from the mother ship
He handed me a grid iron script
I was chosen
Stood there in shock and frozen
Wearing his prop the NFL mask
He entered to do his communication task
I must have stock
And now I was on the clock
Was my thought
Wondering if my athletic product was going to be bought
Continuing to assemble the device
It was a camera that had a nice retail price
Do I owe you for the house call?
No just go and play football
When that green light flashes
You will be seen by the masses
Stay calm when you are on
Was the cable guy’s comment
Knowing that I really wanted it
You are now a rookie
Your background is known by everyone even the bookie
As he left
I tipped him money to bet
Knowing I will be a selection
Not a rejection
After the internet inspection
First night came and went
Green light had no transmission sent
Was my small box in tune?
With what the virtual production was doing?
Picks were made
Yet I did not hear if I made the grade
Two hundred was the one that had the call
And I started to plan applying for that job at the mall
It is a nice Radio Shack
A nice wage no reason to pack
Centered in a strategic place
Making money when I put a smile on my face
All of a sudden it came
The television said my name
The green light started to blink
A giant interest I did think
I got a shot
To put my talents in the NFL pigskin pot
Securing the final draft slot
And a reservation spot
On the simple rookie cot
Ruined by puddles of porch rain
before you had a chance to bring it,
much less break it in;
The robotic reply of ‘Order canceled.
Your item is out of stock. Refunded.’
throws you into a total panic;
As far away as it seems,
there was a world before Amazon;
A girls day of enraptured perusing,
labels brand boxes and Big Brown bags;
A flurry of stores flowing with specialities
speak to patrons who pause then pay them;
Pulling apart plastic to try that purchase,
nothing feels quite like retail therapy;
Pivot from store to store bargain hunting,
in the end you always leave with something;
As far away as it seems,
there was a world before Amazon;
At the mall you don’t need patience,
just indulge instant gratification;
No need for a new notification;
Online is simple, until it isn’t.
If we were forced to let computers go?
We’d still keep spinning and shopping.
As far away as it seems,
there was a world before Amazon.
Drinks Link
Shop- pub / Retail.
Whiskey /. Bear / Wine
Cocktail. Mocktail
Hard soft /. Budget /
Detail. Curtail.
Feeling-
Thirsty.
Drinking- Thinking-
Hasty. Whimsy.
Blinking- Sinking-
Tipsy. Drowsy.
05/14/ 23
A Brian Strand Premier no. 1217
Fourth Place
Contest by Brian Strand
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