Long Shanghai Poems
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"It’s Raining, It’s Pouring"
It’s raining, it’s pouring
The old man is snoring
He bumped his head
And went to bed
And didn’t get up till morning.
Shivers 'me Timbers
truth be told tune's like old
day had grew night he knew
possibles here unfolds.
I'm Popeye the sailor man
fought Brutus a former friend
was sent up the Big House
and fought with a Big Mouth
he ate all hamburgers then ran
I'm Popeye the sailor man
got lost in the jailhouse can
I flushed myself down
I'm the new man in town
I think I'm now in Japan
I'm Popeye the sailor man
lookin for food in this land
asked a theater house
they had a Bigger Mouth
Kabuk got spooked and he ran
I'm Popeye American
at food house saw Kabuk man
before I could get 'im
he ate all the saimin
and then he ran off to San Fran
I'm Popeye American
hungriest man in Japan
got a bowl of seafood
that stood and walked for good
still hungriest man in Japan
I'm Popeye kabuki man
I'm lean like a boogeyman
my muscles turned mussels
mid chopstick smiles--hustled
so quick boards I on sampan
I'm Popeye the kidnapped man
got Shanghai up to Thailand
there I met King Kong
who took me to Hong Kong
to ship's dock fast as I can
we passed the Meridian
we dropped anchor in ocean
as history stood still
herstory went on till
mid BC & AD timespan
the ship I was travelin
I met this young Hawaiian
his grandpa's Maori
and grandma's Tahiti
he called me the comeback kid
home, my yard--friend waterin'
said he changed my Tax Map Key
helped him up he'd told me
he'll fix things be golden
then showed news I'm lost at sea
I'm Popeye invisible
I will change impossible
and I'll be a name-changer
from Popeye the sailor
to Eyes-to-die-for the yachtsman.
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A rare good sou-L
at Mote-L Six
who smel-Led different.
Then she tell m-E
somebo-Dy took
her P-ink wallet.
dropped her O-ff
someplace d-Owntown
I kn-Ow about.
Next I had s-Ort
self-ctr-Olled and
my O-h fresh bills.
Gave same addres-S
like the la-St cab
ride S-aid. Same spot.
Story she h-Ad
was a b-Ag like
purse A-nd not hers.
When we avrr-Ived
I'm surpr-Ised, that's
her, sm-Iling there.
Lady beh-Ind
said out s-Ide Where'd,
you f-Ind it! Well?
I had to lo-Ok,
say, I kn-Ow her,
We're fr-Om Shanghai. (Ladies say to cabbie)
> There is a new world rising,
Not in thunder, not in fire—
But in a silence so deep,
It echoes across the galaxies.
181 nations, long forgotten by history’s biased pen,
Have gathered—not in conflict, but in covenant.
From the ruins of colonial greed,
A golden phoenix stirs.
The old gods of currency—Dollar, Euro, Pound—
Fall like crumbling idols.
In their place, a New Tender rises,
Digital, decentralized, rooted in equity.
No more IMF.
No more World Bank puppeteering the poor.
No more UN charades.
These houses of power dissolve,
As the Global South becomes the Sun that never sets.
Asia leads—not with conquest, but with consciousness.
Their minds merged with machines,
Yet their hearts remain deeply human.
Africa, awakened,
Not the dark continent, but the cradle of light,
An industrial colossus with rivers of AI,
Solar cities rising from the red dust of the Sahel,
Robotic farms blooming in the Congo.
No more borders—only bridges.
From Dar es Salaam to Dhaka,
From São Paulo to Shanghai,
A single government rises—not to control, but to harmonize.
Europe...
Once the iron-fisted ruler of centuries,
Now reduced to scattered provinces,
Its castles turned to factories,
Its people, wandering for work—
The way others once wandered into Europe.
Its population?
6% and falling.
Its pride?
A ghost in the winds of progress.
But there is no revenge.
Only balance.
The great seesaw of time has swung.
And in its justice, peace has finally arrived.
For the first time in a thousand years,
No wars rage.
No child sleeps beneath drones.
No color defines your worth.
Racism becomes a fossil, buried with the empires that fed on it.
The air is clean.
The waters heal.
The forests rise like emerald fortresses.
Genetic mastery allows disease to be undone.
Human intelligence—no longer bound by biology—
Expands a millionfold.
We speak in silence.
We move in light.
We live in balance with the Earth.
And for 100 years,
Humanity dances with peace.
This is not a dream.
This is a revelation.
And the prophets smile from beyond the veil:
> *"At last," they whisper,
"The Earth has remembered herself."
Cymbals and fireworks crisp and crescendo through the
black of night past the chrysanthemums displays
for the year of the Goat begins.
from the mainland Chinese tourist arrive
red cars, red money, red clothes, flame with wishes for
prosperity as displays descend
over Victoria harbor in Hong Hong.
pray the ghosts leave with the noise
and peace and prosperity descend
hang your red lanterns
paste red animals on your windows
pray the ghosts of years past leave in peace
sparklers
rockets
firecrackers
Technicolor displays animate the streets
pyrotechnics fill the air, shopping markets overflow
as unattainable commodities get packed back
to Xian, Beijing and Shanghai -
powdered milk dreams - a luxury attainable here
replace the rush to gunpowder displays
smoke coats the metal heavy air
as the crowds disperse for
a dumpling morning
parading creatures of past and present
awe and delight
Lion dancers snake, kick, drum,
feet beat to the gong in hong hong
and all of China
Once upon a time in old Shanghai
The city of dreams just came alive
Every young man wanted to come
For a better life in the Shanghai sun
The place was buzzing so full of life
They came in their thousands to roll their dice
Hustle and bustle out on the street
But the true reality was hidden deep
In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Give up your blood
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams
Well they came from China and the world around
For a taste of paradise to win their crowns
In the city of dreams there was only one rule
Only the strong would make it through
But the people never stopped to think
How a beautiful dream could somehow sink
Gangs of criminals on every street
Now the city of dreams became deadly
Bridge
They came to the Bund
In the Shanghai boom
A muddy embankment
To build a museum
Along the waterfront
From north to south
This national architecture
Stands culture proud
In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Give up your sweat
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams
They came to work for honest money
But only a few would taste that honey
The fights were fierce when trouble brewed
These gangs would fight in a terrible feud
The opium trade had taken its toll
The dealers were bad bigger and bold
In the city of dreams you had to get tough
Temptation for money and power was such
In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Give up your tears
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams
In the city of dreams you had to survive
So many young people turned to crime
Protecting your family came at a cost
Because in this city they could end up lost
People eventually came to terms
Wealth and prosperity had to be earned
Some people would end up in those gangs
Others would die protecting their friends
In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Don’t ever give up
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams
Inspired by a Film
© Copyright KC. Leake
23th June 2015
All Rights Reserved
"Diamond Light"
Downy soft
Love Light sharply glistens diamond prisms
from rainbow's seven colours, in each colour a meaning
imparts a visitation message from fallen angel off a gosling’s wing
A mother whispers secret stories
A child cries silently and remembers everything
In unread chapters
LOVE, is a strong army that loyally delivers Truth's reckoning
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
gvlm/llb
https://youtu.be/27c3JaZq4_c
“Unmade”/Thom Yorke
“The old woman remembered a swan she had bought many years ago in Shanghai for a foolish sum. "This bird", boasted the market vendor, "was once a duck that stretched its neck in hopes of becoming a goose. And now look, it is too beautiful to eat!" Then the woman and the swan sailed across an ocean many thousands of lei wide, stretching their necks toward America. On her journey, she cooed to the swan, "In America, I will have a daughter just like me. But over there, nobody will say her worth is measured by the loudness of her husband's belch. Over there, nobody will look down on her because I will make her speak only perfect American English. And over there, she will always be too full to swallow any sorrow. She will know my meaning because I will give her this swan, a creature that became more than what was hoped for." But when she arrived in the new country the immigration officials pulled the swan away from her, leaving the woman fluttering her arms and with only one swan feather for a memory. For a long time now, the woman had wanted to give her daughter the single swan feather and tell her; "This feather may look worthless, but it comes from afar and carries with it all my good intentions."
The Joy Luck Club
It's okay to be white,
it's okay to be brown,
it's okay to be Asian
hailing from Shanghai town.
It's okay to be Jewish,
or of the Christian sort,
or be an agnostic,
not know what to exhort.
It's okay to be woman,
it's okay to be male,
no, you are not toxic,
despite the endless wails.
It's okay to be right-wing,
or libertarian,
okay to learn from others,
or be contrarian.
Okay to be a long-hair,
or have a close-cropped skull,
okay to make your own calls
as an individual.
When Identitarians
go tell you what to feel,
it's okay to flip them off
and make the bastards squeal.
Friends our Government are setting up a Governance board to censor you, tag you, give you a fine, or put you in jail if you voice an opinion they don't like. They hired Nina Jankowicz to monitor all social media. If you don't think the collapse of free speech is here, without sounding rude, your living under a rock. Friends Fertilizer plants are being destroyed. Farmers cannot grow crops because of it. Farmers are also being paid not to grow crops. The biggest export port in the world, in Shanghai is shut down, the seventh largest port in British Columbia also. Like I have been screaming, they are orchestrating food shortages. Why? More control of you. You will have to eat their food which I would starve before eating. Also the supply for gas will diminish and there will be rationing all done on purpose. Get your houses in order. Stock up on food. Move away from the cities, start growing your own food. Start preparing for whats coming. As they call it The Great Reset. If you don't know what that is , please look it up. The New World Order, in other words. They will eliminate cash and bring in the Bitcoin currency for more monitoring of where your spending your money. If you speak against them your funds will vanish. Soon we will loose all power, no phone usage, no electricity, etc . They will blame lets say the Russians or another similar group. Read your bibles especially Revelation. God doesn't lie. He told you in Revelation what is coming. He told you before I did. If you don't know Jesus, now is the most important time to know him, because it is sad to say that those days spoken of Revelation are here now. God bless you all and may the good Lord be with you...
Please check out, A Call For An Uprising on YouTube
and The Prepared Homestead on YouTube
3/3/17
Do you believe in an eye for an eye?
Better use your mind
With determination and effort applied
It's in your best interest to try
Because time flies
Opportunities drawing nigh, just may pass you by
Involving wins, losses and ties
In the end what you happened to find
Could've led to suprise
And speculation towards opposing sides
Respect to animals and human kind
We all get caught in a bind
And occasionally need to unwind
While aiming to thrive
As we survive
Along for the ride
Worldwide
Pushing through the daily grind
We all take dives
So continue to rise
And climb
Ever so high
Above terrain waterlogged or bone dry
Day and night
Appreciate life
Before after and during quite the plight
Some just want to pry
And spy
Living one big lie
Does no good to deny
Regardless of if you think you're being sly
Remains covered up with lye
Instead of lime
From here to way beyond Shanghai
Animals, sattelites and spacecrafts fly among the sky
By: Dalton Ogletree
It always did seem On the Wings of a Dream
I’d Fly Away with you In My Heart -
through Singing Skies and Dancing Waters,
for Darling, The Music is You,
and The Gift You Are you have been from the start.
My Rhymes and Reasons, my divine Aspenglow,
Somethin’ About You, I can’t let go.
It seems I keep saying Goodbye Again,
watching you Leaving On a Jet Plane.
Then you’re Back Home Again and sweetest songs flow.
You can’t escape me, and I Can’t Escape you.
Poems, Prayers, and Promises prove this is true.
On Shanghai Breezes you Sail Away Home,
and I’ve Never a Doubt that for too long you’ll roam,
for you’ll Take Me to Tomorrow and more Songs Of . . . You.