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Do Good Now

If you bear the best of intensions
Then fear not the malicious oppositions
For the case of Christ and Godliness is worth contention
Pursue it heart and soul without concession
For eternity trumps lifetimes in proportion
Seek yourself here and hereafter a worthwhile portion

Endurance against times and seasons
While opting out squeezes itself among your decisions
Is the mocker of every man who claimed a vision
What then is this aura and power among the nations
That subdues men into passing time and abdicating mission
Little achievement but endless collosal celebration

We work hard for the money, severance and pension
And many still feel fruitless at the day of their ascension
How things could have been be the lingering question
If all the lost time and energy took a meaningful direction
"Undared" adventure and "unshown" affection
Unrendered service and hence nothing worth the mention

It's the wrong exercising of rights we tend to with passion
Leading in the following of trends and perceived fashion
Our will we surrender and ourselves we place on auction
Even the freedom we claim is subject to instruction
Try God and see yourselves burn and bury your frustrations
And have His Spirit to your day-to-day ministration

K. Muitherero.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Lust Or Love

His kiss seemed to burn through my heart
Sending chills down my spine, 
I was taken apart
With him

I told my dear Granny that I loved him
She smiled and said it’s not love
It’s not what you feel
It is lust

Lust is a killer of friendship and laughter
It brings about pleasure that 
Will never be lasting
Only momentary

It binds the heart to its wicked pleasure
Forever disgracing the true treasure
Of a love that will always be there
Fulfilling the heart’s prayer

It forces the spirit to be shaken deeply
Beyond what you might imagine
It leaves painful impressions
That plead bad directions

It is this lust that kills the truth of love
A love that flows like a river
Forever a willing giver
To its true love

Granny was always right in the end
The love I thought I’d found 
Was merely a yearning
A desire within

I didn’t make it very long with this man
And it was a lesson to understand
That love alive on the inside
Is far from a simple burning

Passion never trumps real love

Light Lettered Laughter

The essence of wit is brevity
which interestingly evinces chivalry
delivered verdict to hex hoar size 
   (once and for all) president 

   dons mantle of deviltry 
and trumps constitutional credo 
defining American elementary
particular edicts denoting, enshrining, 
   framing, grand honorable inalienable rights

when foolhardy lobbyists prevail 
   evicting execrable“enemy” 
i.e. forward thinking (progressively liberal) 
   which subsequently might help 

   timid citizens to invoke probate, procure, produce cojones 
   in opposition against rabidly power hungry, 
   misogynistic courting among the body politik 
   fostering future feverish fortuity,

toward risking life and limb sans 
   Uncle Sam selfless gratuity
(especially as Benjamin Button syndrome – 
   reverses aging process

   acquired thru heredity 
gets in full swing) stamping mindset 
   nonestablishmentarian identity 
with my Kosher blessing despite any infamy

permission to go ahead with jocularity
from a superstar coach named Kennedy
thereby garnering homespun liberty
where icon bank on direct 
   laudable, linkedin longevity

with unrolled Scottish grandeur 
   (Pomp and  Circumstance broadcast)
   synchronized with precise 
   unrolled welcome mat
   yule receive granted “FAKE” feted soiree

as curtain call doth close toward 
   final decade of mortality 

yet dismiss bing hash-tagged 
   a scofflaw at any opportunity
especially if legislated mandate 
   earmarked as priority

in tandem with the key quality 
apothegm stipulates decrease sing sanity
as the hands of father time 
   spin (Doktor Dude Little) backward 
   away from present day turbidity 
increasing revanchism uber victory.

Premium Member The Triumph of Entropy

("On the Edge of Time", 2026, original encaustic)

It’s easy to think all things
Will eventually wind down
Because that is the path
We see all things are on,
Especially us as we grow old
And all the parts begin to fail
And take forever to heal
As we hunker down
In slow decline.

Without risk, there is no change
And without change, there is no growth.
Eventually entropy will win
And the universe will go cold,
Or so we tell ourselves
As if it’s some consolation
In a world without us.
But looking into the void like this
Forgets where we came from.

We did arise after all,
And that simple, inexplicable miracle
Trumps entropy every time.
Entropy is the known,
The obvious, the given.
Life on the other hand
Is the mystery.
Will entropy ultimately triumph?
Not on your Life!

(6/5/26)
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Little Collateral Damage

Children's lives lost to war - a grave mistake, 
Sad unforgiving abnormality.
Damage, collateral, for no one's sake,
Spurns norms of humankind's morality. 

Failure to survive beyond the childhood 
To heinous human criminals of war;
Fairy tales, flawed, as evil trumps the good, 
As hopes of innocence cut short to soar. 

Another war is on and children die, 
Damage, collateral, for no one's sake.
A heavy burden cast on human mind - 
Lost children tiny graves - war's grave mistake. 

My children live to tell, well fed and bred, 
Spared from destiny of mad men mistakes. 
I laugh with them but furtive tears are shed - 
For those lost lives my heart silently aches. 


January 21, 2023
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Potential Potential Potential Power Over The Enemy

 Potential Energy is "Real Energy"! Energy supplies some of our "Everyday needs! Potential Energy gives a "Scientist" an insight into the "Reality of the thing that is called "Immortality"!!!! Potential Energy!!!!! Immortality!!! Love helps "potential energy" to come alive with that potential energy vibe!Poetry is a "Spirit" that will kill or keep a "president alive! I see potential ,I see potential!Potential Energy  is "Great",as this is the real answer to the so called "Energy crisis!
I see "Potential".............Energy Potential......when a child is born! I see "Potential in every Creature,whether "Animate or Inanimate,or being a "Rock" filled with minerals that is an inanimate thing that "The Animate Thing ingest to keep it alive! "Living and dead"...........ALIVE.................A.I. Artificial Intelligence fills that vibe!.................There is potential energy in everything and in everyone!Potentiality will get things done! Things combined is what makes "Potential Energy"have its effects ,like two "Magnets",turned on opposite sides,to find "The Potential In Between",to realize what "potential energy" really means! It never goes away! I AM A POET AND A SCIENTIST TODAY TO LET US REALIZE WHAT IS TRUE ABOUT THE "POTENTIAL ENERGY " THAT LIVES IN ME AND YOU TO MOVE US "INTO IMORTALITY" ,AND LIVING "ETERAALLY"!OUR POTENTIAL ENERGY TAKES US TO HEAVEN OR HELL AFTER WE DIE!THE "{HOLY SPIRIT[1 IS "WHY"!The word "Potential is a "Creation"by "The Lord God Almighty" just like the word "Love" ,and The Lord God Almighty created "Love",and that is why it is easy that "Lord God Almighty" in "the Holy Bible"trump all "Holy Books"!THE HOLY BIBLE "TRUMPS"EVERY HOLY BOOK THAT HAS EVER BEEN WRITTEN! HINDU,MUSLEM,CHRISTIAN,OR JEW!THE HOLY BIBLE TELL THEM ALL WHAT TO DO!ON THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY'S FOOT STOOL!HINDU,MUSLEM,CHRISTIAN,JEW,AND ATHIEST TOO!I see "Potential" in a christian,muslem,hindu,and jew,and athiest too after they all realize the real simple name 'LORD GOD ALMIGHTY" and it is simple,and self explanatory to any ,and is true!To be is a reality,and not to be is a lie! To be is a destinity,as we try to overcome fate! Fate is a stumbling block that tries to keep us from reaching our "Destinity"! We have a "potential energy! The greatest gift is the "Potential Energy Gift Of Charity,and it is a "Love Affair"

Premium Member On Poetic Courage

One's poetic ability, yea willingness, to speak
Truth.
To stand, soul-naked, as it were...
Whilst your poet enemies stone you or avoid
you in the online public square.
To swim with the sharks, though thou
might be their delicious repast.
To be be happily avoided because you
don't follow the crowd.
You won't bow and scrape and sell your
soul nor your country out, no how!

In this battlefield of ideas, the small of
mind will shame you.
Brandish your sword of courage,in full
view! 

A stalwart poem with three hundred reads and
comments, but two?
Shows that popularity trumps truth here,

So much so, I want to permanently vanish!
Or have 38,000 poets here to the famed,
"isle of Denial" be heretofore, banished!
                ~~~~~~

                     July 13, 2020
                     10:30 pm PST

Premium Member Love Is More- Valentine Day Limerick

They say love comes in a gush
I don’t believe all that mush
Not just a feeling…
Love is believing
There’s more to it than a rush

Your loved one gives you goose bumps
You see curves instead of lumps
Your heart palpitates
And sex satiates
Your life is coming up trumps!

But Love’s a decision too
When feelings get old not new
You think of your vow
Fulfill it somehow
And resolve to stick like glue

So when there are angry darts
Or when there are broken hearts
You think of that glow
You give love a go
And all the sorrow departs

Today is Valentine’s Day
Tease and please…now don’t delay
Revive that hot spark
Make love in the dark
Love’s the sweetest game to play.

Eileen Manassian Ghali
Form: Limerick

It Was Never a Hoax

Covid didn't like being labeled "just a hoax"
So it took revenge on one who made sick jokes
I don't wish him any harm
But he won't buy the farm
It seems his face is covered in rotten egg yolks

What arrogance in refusing to wear a mask
Was keeping the vile germ away too much to ask
Spreading it to many others
Parents, sisters and brothers
For that he should be ashamed and taken to task

Well, now the jokes on him and his foolish pride
The Corona germ creeped into the naysayer's hide
Covid kicked him in his gut
Then bit him on his big butt
It could've been avoided but he lied. Yes, he lied.

How awful have been his political transgressions
"It is what it is,"  one of his smug expressions
That man is just too haughty
He's despicable and naughty
All he cares about are his worldly possessions

I don't like writing about people in politics
But D.C. has too many liars and lunatics
Time to clean up his mess
He's caused us such distress
Four more years of Trump? I say, "Fiddlesticks!"


~Jan Allison has written a limerick about Trumps "tweetment," that you would enjoy. https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_correct_tweetment_for_trumpty_1292245


This is my personal opinion, and whether you agree with it or not is your choice. If you do not, I suggest you write your own views instead of 
leaving negative comments.  Thanks.
Form: Limerick

Net Neutrality

inalienable, inimitable,
     and inviolable sacrosanct
contentiously debated enshrined Constitution 
     ratified June 21, 1788

     preceding hallmark Bill of Rights 
     (adopted effective December 15, 1791) rank 
despite British Monarchy exerting, sans lanced 
     strong arm tactics in response to "FAKE prank

asserting original fledgling NON GMO, 
gluten and msg free 
     thirteen American colonies 
     (with a great hee hoe)

severely itching for 
     (and declared) autonomy 
     from Britain with mojo
memorialized On July 2, 1776, 

     when Second Continental Congress, 
     (with more yes votes then no)
met in Philadelphia voting 
     unanimously, where  this poe

whit notates historical 
     declaration of independence, 
yet since Information Technology Revolution 
     trumps Founding Fathers (well nigh
 
     almost two hundred 
     and fifty (CCL) year status quo
as into uncharted figurative waters 
     American Democracy doth row,

especially problematic to adapt 
     couched freedoms show
cased within storied 
     novel innovative though

now confounding, frustrating, 
     and immobilizing supposed call
ling on learned scholars 
     adept doctors at law,

     resistant to brickbats 
     heaved by protesters with gall 
or perhaps consulting 
     entertainers at Faneuil Hall,  

how in tarnation can the tenets, rubric, 
     and precepts, sans seven score
     and four plus orbitz ago
 before advent of tele

     communications companies 
     exhibited fiercely greedily 
     hungry indomitable up pall
ling monopolistic control, 
     via erecting a unscalable fire wall  

authorized with an A okay by the FCC
Federal Communications Committee to glee
fully relinquish control 
     (blood) letting "Big Cable", thus 

     allowing, enabling, and promoting key
purrs of the Internet remain 
     under jurisdiction me
ning all content and applications
     can willy nilly nee  

i.e. be deliberately blocked as well  
     particular products or websites pre
venting unfettered access to thus re
choir ring every man, woman and child even three
yar olds to voice objection, 
     and take prescient action NOW!

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