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what will happen to us tomorrow
if we dont prepare for it today
will all these luxuries that we treasure
soon fade away
will unemployment continue to rise
cause there is no more revenue to be earned
while the economy slip deeper in resession
as our banks and wall street crash and burn
will we continue to over jeporedize an
unsanatize world of our own
while the smog and pollution constantly rise
beet down and destroy our ozone
or will we be wipe out by a virus
that spreads in rapid productions
or be destroyed nation by nation
with our weapons of mass destruction
one of these or maybe all will happen
if we dont change our ways
and the only way we can start
is by living tomorrow today
It’s not going to be easy or quick
For people to bounce back from the tragedy
The pandemic we had wiped out thousands
Of america’s people, major loses
Love ones, businesses and people’s
Life savings, there were job lost
That lead to unemployment even
Though there were thousands that didn’t
Receive anything in their worst time of need
Sadly there’s not a second round of help
Insight, some is now being told that
They have to pay the unemployment back
Where does it end, lost lives, lost jobs
Having to pay back money with no job
Being forced to commit a crime
Just to feed your family
Some don’t have a place to lay their head
At night, some people have lost their
Beliefs and respect for the higher ups
Called the system, the controllers
How do you bounce back from that
If you feel that no one cares
I used to be in the Royal Navy
Until I realised it was not for me
So I headed back up north
To the country where I love to be
I joined an automotive parts company
Moving to trucks and trailers alone
Then suddenly we were made redundant
At a young age into the unknown
But seek and ye shall find
It was in January 1981
When I joined a local tools company
Unemployment I had on the run
I have been with my present company
Golly! it's now over eighteen years
From Engineering to Aquaculture
An enjoyable move in my working career
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what will tomorrow bring
if today brought so much sorrow
that always has me wondering
do i even want to see tomorrow
im tired of all the disappointments
im tired of all the problems we face
im tired of all the unemployment
im tired of all the disgrace
we make no sort of sacrifice
in making everyday a better day
yet we pray for a better life
but we refuse to change our ways
we do have all the power
to bring about a change
yea the choice is ours
we who bares the shame
we can see a brother lying in the street
lookin as if he's about to die
when all he ask for was something to eat
yet we still pass him by
too busy to go out you way
or to go out on a limb
probly worried about someone would say
if they saw you helping him
and those of us too busy living our life
that we cant even give our children a hug
or offer a gentle word of advice
and wonder why they're strung out on drugs
then the fact that we put our trust in people
that tends to lead us astray
doing anything they can and calling it legal
and pushing us to go that way
and that's a few examples of our problems today
yet we hope for a change
but as long as we continue to live this way
then we only have ourselves to blame
We truly believed things would change
after years of sweat and sacrifice
planting seeds in borrowed soil
watering them with pieces of our youth.
Day after day, we sat in rooms
learning how to nod and pretend
studying to lead, to build
to heal nations with thought and pen.
Month after month, we challenged our minds
told ourselves we were shaping futures
learning to analyze the world
while slowly unraveling our own.
But no one warned us
some seeds don’t bloom in this system.
They lie untouched beneath polished shoes
as we wander office to office
resumes soaked in sweat and regrets
chasing hope down corridors
that echo with the same reply:
“We’ll get back to you.”
Imagine a world without any poor,
no middle class or richest of the elite anymore,
no unemployment, no homeless, no crime or poverty,
and no more wars or politics, no currency yet no scarcity.
a world where everyone is provided everything they need,
without a price tag, absolutely free,
because this is a world that doesn't have any use for currency.
Money does not exist in a Resource Based Economy,
whereupon all of the world's resources are managed intelligently,
and distributed to everybody globally efficiently,
And We Can Do That Today With Our Present Technology.
Imagine a world full of mega machines equipped with A I technology,
performing all those laborious jobs worked tirelessly and dangerously.
Imagine a world where the only work you do,
is not a job, it's whatever it is that you passionately choose,
because this is a world where a higher education is open to everyone,
absolutely free, no student loans, no tuition.
regardless of age, gender, ethnicity, life choice or religion,
Imagine a world without a single self-serving politician.
Computers can very easily govern a unified global government.
Imagine a world completely war and crime free,
with no need for any military, prisons or police.
There's no need for crime or war, when all are provided all they need.
Most important, imagine a world in perfect harmony,
with nature and all of our most greatest technologies.
No more pollution, no global warming, earth's restoration entirely.
If you can imagine all of the above as an attainable reality,
then know this above all else please;
In only ten years, Ten Years Only,
such a world can be attained with the proper steps.
Your first step at getting there is to thoroughly research,
The Venus Project
Beyond Politics, Poverty and War
I’ve got a pocketful of dreams
And very little else
What I have I give to others
And keep nothing to myself
I spread myself too thin
And tire myself out
Many times I’ve been taken for granted
Of that there is no doubt
Polonius in Hamlet said
“To thine own self be true”
Why live all your life to please others
When they don’t appreciate what you do
Everybody wants to live the dream
But they don’t realise the cost
By striving for what they can’t achieve
The true meaning of life is lost
People trying to outdo each other
Always trying to go one better
Living beyond their means
Never the lender, always the debtor
Material things are no good to you
If there’s no food on the table
People having a job for life
Has now become a fable
Unemployment is at an all-time high
Over-crowding in high-rise flats
Money wasted on the salaries
Of the government fat-cats
Families living in squalor
Trying to make ends meet
No food for the children
And no shoes upon their feet
I saw on the news today
We're going to be paying more for our pills
Soon we're going to find
It’s too expensive to be ill
A country on the bread-line
Run by a band of stuffed shirts
Determined that they’re going to hit
The poor and the sick right where it hurts
The rich are getting richer
And the poor are staying poor
Streets littered with homeless people
While the upper classes live lives of grandeur
The world is in an awful state
Filled with war, poverty and pollution
We must have a wind of change
But I can’t see a solution
The poet, like many in education’s grip,
Faces another summer with pockets stripped.
In Eckes’s poem, two forms meet face to face:
The unemployment office, a dreary place.
Insults and banalities fill its lines,
An object of necessity, far from fine.
The poetic form stands firm and tried,
Resisting demands that are not true.
No easy answers will I provide,
Humor and pleasure within I hide.
Despite my state of what is real,
I dare to dream, to think, to feel.
As the poem now unfolds, it starts to show why most can't show.
The life that’s possible, the seeds that grow.
Not just survival, but living free,
Beyond what the bureaucratic form can see.
I have captured the struggle, the raw, the true,
The grim realism of what poets go through.
In the clash of ink, a truth is found,
In poetry’s embrace, my heart's unbound.
Well, so they tell us-
the political gladiators and
heavy weights. That in permanent
servitude we must remain.
They create a void in our stomachs,
which they momentarily fill with
what they carted away from us.
Just for their self will and whims
for another leap year's tenure to
be entrenched.
They widen the capacity for evil
of the canines they have intentionally
starved.
For a bone's morsel, the canines
viciously their draconian orders
execute.
Just for their masters' sit-tight
bid to be guaranteed.
Restrained with the servile chains
of their desperate overlords, they bark
ravenously at the oppressed,
who have come to liberate themselves
at polling units.
Each time the unworthy is by the
ballot box overthrown, the ravenous
canines at the hands of feeble
patriots gnaw.
A pound of flesh they take
from the down-trodden kingmakers,
to usurp the power they have
in good governance vested.
The umpire with filthy lucre gratified,
raises the hand of the fraudulently
triumphant political Brahmin,
who for another leap year's tenure
subjugates his dalits with utter
deprivation; ASUU strikes, poor infrastructure,
incessant power cuts, poor health delivery,
persistent insecurity, unemployment
and the cancerous bad governance.
With fat cheeks and stiff neck
that is well sunken into a robust torso,
he regularly raises the sides of an
African attire of elitist renown,
set once more to amass more spoils
of political office for a privileged
family dynasty.
I know a deadbeat system when I see one
Charging 25 cent in a public bathroom for napkins
When it should be free
Sharing a public bathroom with men and women
When the bathroom should be separated
A shelter with men and women in there
When they should have different facilities for different genders
Cash assistance only for females who have kids
When cash assistance should also be for single and married individuals too
Funding for minorities to go to college they put a stop to that
So now a minorities is left without a sit for school because they cut the funding
Instead of housing the poor
They got them staying with there family and friends
The land of the rich
Stoping acting like you can't afford it
Stop lying to the people
It's time to face the music
It's okay to be consider the land of the broke
in till the money shows back up
That cut back it hurt millions
It left alot of individuals
Unemployment
Homeless
Poverty
The system trying to replaces money that noone knows where it went too
I know a deadbeat system when I see one
Where is the new streets
Where is the new side walks
Ain't this what are American tax's dollars pay for
Where is the money going too
No one seems to know until someone trips
and falls from the crack in the sidewalk
No one seems to know until someone's car
gets a flat tire from a pothole in the streets
No one seems to know
Until a street light that was suppose to turn red for a car to stop
ends up
crashing into five other idividuals all because that street light didnt work
Suffering
Pain
Agony
How long do we the people have to live like this
Hopefully one day the deadbeat system will get it together
No more drugs
No more disease
No more hunger
Stop leaving the people a stray
Start making a change
Starting today
By; Shaniki Smith
Date: 06-15-2016