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Great White Father,
About those anti-BadNewsMedia rallies
while our SouthWest is burning
and while our SouthEast is flooding
and wet windstorm conflagrating,
feeling the flamed-up wrath
of an angry EarthGoddess,
Why do you plant and nurture hate
and anger
against potential WinWin integral communicators?
Did it not once occur to you
to wonder why you chose to be elected
in this climate precarious time?
Why are you like BadNews zealously mendacious Saul
when we so obviously need a more integrated St. Paul?
Filled and overflowing with healthy integrity,
Holy Matriarchal Spirit-Nature.
Your mockery
and tongue-lashing
and transparent ego-promotion
will not help one child
recall what a great job you did
while made in U.S. of A. family homes
and forests are burning
longer and stronger
every devolutionary decade.
Your egotism
and anthropocentrism
further inflame climate disasters
and absence of accessible health care,
cooperatively given as received,
and healthy wealth of economic and politically reasonable reassurance
that, together,
as a healthy bicameral democracy,
we can rebuild this co-dominating
co-operative constitutional
integrity we so redemptively WinWin need
We need to gather to heal Earth's climates,
not to destroy them
with bad attitude and vilifying pathologies
rather than gratitude and health-wealth celebrations
to restore justice and invite cooperatively owned peace
into ego/eco-centered green health hearts
and wealth societies
reforesting our WinLose deserts,
Revolve
resolve our storming desserts
for past hubris
of Great White Fathers
demanding missionary colonization
inflaming idolatrous hate
rather than inviting
our seas to still
our surviving trees to witness our worship.
One difference between you
and Barack Hussein
I notice you never mention:
You look at historical outcomes
for nature/spirit WinWin Native Americans
and gleefully declare
"They lost!"
Barack recalls those same disempowering outcomes
and sadly, yet more patriotically, notes
"We all lost."
I wonder if the burning homes
and trees
can hear that terrifying empathic difference
for future integrity
of a mental and physical
mind and body
spiritual and natural healthy democracy.
While my pen is free, I will write!
I will transpire words of truth on paper white with
Pen dipped from heart's crimson flow.
And what shall I write?
"Roses are red, violets are blue"?
My youthful "love" poetry is now far spent!
Maturity has now taken over.
What then shall I write?
What of social injustice:
Yesterday's "-ites" cloaked in today's "-isms"?
Shall I write of poverty and shame,
Oppression and tyranny's rule,
Enslavement, imprisonment, and
Murder en masse?
History is once again repeating itself!
Evil rulers and justices: "Tyrants" all,
Are sitting high and lofty,
Calling evil "good" and good "evil",
Demoralizing, demonizing,
Passing laws and rulings
Contrary to the Laws of G-D,
Vilifying and slaughtering en masse
Christians and Jews,
Babies, the elderly, and the handicapped
Throughout the world,
And without a public outcry.
And all those who stand in the way of their "agenda",
Political dissidents from all walks of life,
Are either silenced or removed.
"A 'One World' Order!" They say.
In their supremacy, they desire
To brainwash and indoctrinate the "leftovers",
Like refuse discarded.
Shall I remain silent when I, in the past,
Wondered how the Holocaust was allowed
By countless many who hid in silence
For fear of reprisal?
No! I shall mercilessly speak out
Against all inhumanity metered out
By evil tyrants' blows!
Go far from me if you seek half truths!
Go far from me if you desire
To hear words that tickle the ears!
For you shall find no such words written
Within the pages of my heart.
I shall not lull you to sleep
With comforting words!
What choice do you have?
What choice do I have?
The sinister walls of delusion
Have to be destroyed!
While my pen is free, I will write
And I will speak!
For I have found a voice
That has finally found its platform.
Form:
It’s just a terrible situation
being so harsh and critical-
A revealed capricious sensation
from those who are hypocritical.
Derogatory and unrespected
with a loving environment expected,
leaving someone in obliteration.
Robert was an old fair soul,
with sonnets making us cry-
This site took its weary toll,
with no concrete reason why.
Vilifying and arbitrary are they,
leaving him with no rhymes to say-
He always saw the glass half full.
Being judgmental can cause pain,
leaving such anguish within-
Now only hurtful memories remain,
from those full of disparaging sin.
Let us all find peace to spread,
and compliment good people instead-
free from abhor portrayed in vain.
They are fault-finding, full of hate,
never reminded of their own faults-
Now it seems it’s far too late,
we should bring this problem to a halt.
Captious and abusive without regret,
then they quickly forget,
that being a great poet was his fate.
A safe place this was to be,
for us who love to write-
It’s poets like you and me,
that get burned by the contrite.
We should be free to express,
expecting nothing less,
if only the haters could see.
So next time you feel the urge
to be cruel and cause suffering,
cleanse your mind with a purge,
and try to say absolutely nothing.
Remove all the bad haste,
being judgmental is a waste,
let us all come together and converge.
Judgmental People and Haters Contest
November 19, 2017
Powerful and prosperous, all laws are far from his sight.
With pride, he boasts of victory and valour in the fight.
His winning ways, captures his victim's heart and mind.
Whilst vilifying the peacemaker, the humble and the kind.
Under a flag of truth, he crusades against an evil of his own design.
The architect of our destruction, the silent facilitator of our crime.
With secret office in opposing camps, he orchestrates for war.
Born in chaos, his remedies lie in the shackles of draconian law.
In arrogance and conceit, he hunts defenceless souls lost of care.
Set on capturing the weak, tempting the innocent and unaware.
With hidden hand and watchful eye, he lies concealed in wait.
Lurking as a lion in ambush, set to pounce upon the taken bait.
A mystic fellowship of secret schemes and symbols of devise.
A silver tongue, that speaks of gold, fluent in half-truths and lies.
Recited oaths exact their free volition, chaining them to his mark.
While temporal gifts of power and wealth, lead only to places dark.
Bleached in the light of charity, he is hallowed and hailed by all.
Loudly he boasts of his hearts cravings, emptied lives are his call.
Under his authority all collapse, drowned by his power and might.
Love is lost, the spirit forsaken, laud the dark usurper of the light.
To those gentle and kind, invited to partake in his benevolent feast.
Listen to the heart for it will silently reveal, the nature of the beast.
In the lush beer gardens of New Berlin,
fräulein Democracy dalmatian died
giving birth to a litter of surrogate lies
Fourth Reich Vandals with mongrel desires,
now on a demolition blitzkrieg breathe
Wehrmacht vapors rising volcanic once again
Perfidious voices carried on a turbulent wind —
Fake news is the re-animated Goebbel slogan
being heard in the New Frankfurt ear taverns
Patented lies vilifying objective truth:
The Fourth Estate being labeled an enemy of the State ...
Stalinist propaganda spouting again clone foaming
Fear and conquest are the twisted twin belching ...
Capriciousness and bloodlust are Mind Kontrol policing
the corridors of discourse with concentrated stifling
Goebbel voices handcuffing the free press,
as the ministers of disinformation
feed citizens fermented swill that kills republic freewill
Jail those who dare choose to oppose ...
make them who dissent silently disappear
Kill every thought that don’t conform or give consent
Buried boots from a sordid past are marching once more,
drunkenly singing “Blood and Soil”
Prepare to be ere morality outgunned by the hateful noise
All humans will never agree
Basically, we have different beliefs
Can we ever learn to celebrate
Dance in the street, start to date
Enjoy all life, happiness for everyone
Forget our obstacles, look for the fun
Give each a chance and that will be great
Hope you can choose to live without hate
Instead of living on your own little isle
Join us, decide, you're not juvenile
Knowledge will aid and is something to keep
Love thy neighbor, it's an easy leap
Make someone smile when they look in the mirror
No need to be angry cuz we can be nearer
Old or young, please keep your heart open
Pray and trust, love is our potion
Quiz yourself and ask this question
Really, who wants a repression
Sins will be forgiven for heavens sake
Treat people with respect and you'll have your take
Ugly is not needed in our universe
Vilifying a person is not part of our verse
We love and laugh so don't be a wreck
X out your hate with a spot marked with X
You can show your love, we are with you
Zip line your way to visit our zoo
Form:
Alliteration always awesome
Ballad beyond barnyard basics
Crystalline calls careful consonants,
Diamante delivers deeply
Enthusiasm excites eager ears,
Fanciful frolicking faerie
Generously gives grateful glee
Hyping haiku to heavenly heights,
Imagery and imagination
Jubilantly jumping joyfully,
Kimo kindles king-sized kingpin,
Lamenting the lily-livered lunacy
Momentous muse modulates melody,
Necromancer normalizes Neverland,
Opulent Opalescent orchestras opt
To pollute poetry previously pristine.
Quixotic quorum of questioners
Respond and recover rhymes rapidly
Serendipitous sentimentality
Turns timely tanka traitorously toward
Unmistakably understated Uranus,
Vindicating verses vilifying Vashti.
Whacking wannish warblers west,
‘Xaggerating ‘Xtemperaneous X’tra special poems
Yet yielding a yeomanly yearning toward
A zealous zany zingaroo of zest.
Virtuous excavation…
validating steadfast faith*
voiding wavering trust and hope…
vested for life-building endeavour
verily provides venue for transformation
victorious removal of sin boulders with God’s grace…
visible divine** behavioral progress paved by the Lord
voicing out trust in Christ midst vilifying vanity-vexation
valiant against pride’s visitation for vision-led revival voyage
vigilant to survey heavenly truth toward valuable eternal settlement.
*Hebrews 12:2 Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
July 5, 2021
4th place, "This or That, Vol 4: An Excavation" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 7/27/2021.
**Title was changed after contest was judged.
Release me from the claws of bigotry that strangles my breath
For its looming shadow longs for the sound of my death
Its chauvinist mind wants to enslave the sound of my voice
Its sickle wants to rip the echo of my choice
Even if I'm already swollen and fallen
Its clout still tramples on my limbs that were broken
Rip the vein that runs through its prejudiced heart
Make its vilifying tongue depart
For how can a light be useful in the land of the blind,
When the only voice that matters is one from a slave mind?
Take me to a place where conviction is not a ticket to die
Where I can freely spread my wings and fly
Where color of skin is not the measure of being human
Where people do not judge on basis of their clan
Where the sounds of little voices really matter
Where everybody shuns the pessimism of a hater
May 7, 2023
1.Though unrighteous, harming virtuous
not vilifying elevates.
2.Smile before, slander behind
worse than unvirtuous.
3.Despite slandering, life starving-death
yields righteous gains.
4.Affront in front, avoid
hurting defamation behind.
5.Wickedness is seen among
slandering behind wretches.
6.Others defame slanderer knowing
worse among slandering.
7.Unknowing delightful friendship separate
defaming behind friends.
8. Even close friends,slander
what unknown does?
9.Earth bears slanderers as
if expecting charity.
10.Self-realisng as others defects
can harm approach?
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Dedicated to Thiruvalluvar(31B.C), the author in Tamil
Translated by S.Kandasamy, MUSIRI, TAMILNADU, INDIA
Published in poetrysoup.com on 11-12-13