Neutral
Which side do you stand on when someone declares family is absolute?
Are you the loyalist who believes family is cardinal
With their belief that their law stands above the rest
They mock those who don’t agree with their beliefs
Or are you the broken, who believes family is just a lie
They refused any contact with them. Pretending they didn’t exist
They have nobody else to turn to besides themselves, and that’s okay
But did you know there is an inconspicuous side that nobody ever mentions
They are gray; they are neutral
They neither hate their kin nor do they love them
Why bother wasting energy on hatred? It’s meaningless
They don’t have to pretend to have any warmth in anything
Instead of having family as an anchor, they have something else
They have friends and a partner as their anchor
Yet if that family is in trouble, they run without haste
Duty may exist, but their devotion is dead
Family will always be put on the sidelines and placed last
No amount of pleading, judging, or mocking will persuade them otherwise
Their minds have already been made up
I have 33 reasons
Why I won’t go home.
I am a loyalist
Tortured by iniquity
Captive of antiquity
But the snake inside me
Is unfolding its fibers of cypress
And the water is thicker than blood
I have 33 reasons
Why I wont go home.
Slavery is all over the world
The Filipinos are victims of slavery
We have been slaves by Spaniards
We have been slaves by Japanese
We have been slaves by Americans
Our government are fighting slavery
Poor people, we only have government
What if government is the one oppressing
What happen now, the left leaning
The yellow hardliners, the red loyalist
The Lower House, the Senate are united
In oppression, one in corruption, in united team
Oppressing the people, political persecution
Of Political enemies and peoples of faith
Politician have been blinded by money
Which money of the people, tax payers money
Mainstream media is now fostering fake news
The people are smelling silent dictatorship
The people are feeling silent Martial Law
Drugs, crimes and smuggling are proliferating
My country is going to be an anarchy
My country is going to the dogs
My country is going to the crocs
My people is in quandary right now
God, please intervene the affairs of my country, Philippines.
I am no hero or villain. I’m the further away from being a devil nor an angel. I am not the betrayer nor the foolish loyalist. Some people see me as prey, others see me as the wolf out on a stroll, looking for the next I sink my teeth into. I am neither a killer or a victim as well. I am not the escapegoat or the cause of all your faults. Not a prisoner nor a person of true freedom. I am not able or disabled, though I am capable of many things on both sides of the coin. Neither am I trash to be tossed aside, nor am I the thing to be accepted just because. For all the things I’m not, it seems that none on this earth still can’t figure out what to call me. I have told and retold them until I turned blue. But with all the effort I have put into it, it has fallen on deaf ears and blind eyes. After all these years, hundreds, perhaps thousands, haven’t grasped what to call me. Maybe I shall try with you this last time to say what or who I am. Then maybe someone will finally understand what to call me. I am the flawed, the heart beating, soul-filled. I am a human being.
River flows in desert,
Express roads in wilderness,
Bountiful harvest in exile,
Technological assignments to a master,
Make electrons flow in circuit(s).
Watery jokes in sadness,
Colourful muse in loneliness,
Faded depression inks happiness.
Yet, wisdom never relent its chase.
How circuit breakers save blue heaven!
Trances are loyal,
Than physical nature's monuments.
Logics are reasonable,
Than loyalist in temptation.
That's Lucy in the sky with diamond!
Let no right fight,
For left is at the corner.
If left keep calm real good;
Argument won't win discussion,
When cut-outs are well stationed.
Understanding to the listeners,
Knowledge to the speakers,
Wisdom to the readers,
Muse to the writers,
All works together for the best.
Walk for peace as quiet as a stranger
Tread softly without digress on this road
It does look so lovely to endanger
So, neither jump nor leap like a smart toad
Switch left or right if that is your own wish
Just don't change the channel to trade urge
Interconnected scopes will soon vanish
All boosting swags will openly converge
What a shame to the secret explorer!
With many voluntary and shameful mess
Like a bedmate sleepless nights with snorer
Continuations merely stand to impress
How a loyalist turned a turncoat prey
The best means to serve a free turn its sway
To The Now-Pitied President
No longer thought God-Sent
The making of superb contacts
For entry into cleaner contracts
Is a command to avoid patched-up pacts
And-trust-me – costs you True Logisticians
Besides Sincere Magicians;
If the packages are not to hit the rocks
Or more keys appear with stubborn locks;
“If truly thou seekest a final Turn Around
That shouldest not later sink underground…”
For stiff orders you might bark
And mighty millions earmark
But Glorified Brains the cracked
And Misjudging Misfits the backed,
Progress, sure, shall slack
And one begins to Loyalists sack
The Guys one once shook their hands drop
And their disarming salaries stop…
Now, you are rather The Outgoing
And faster thoughts won’t be flowing,
For so it goes with injury time
While Careless Clock continues to chime
But there really was an F. Kennedy,
After 100 Days, ready remedy…
So, while this Counseling Milk you suck,
I wish you A Suckling's Good Luck.
Born Malcolm Little, Malcolm X,
Formerly known as "Detroit Red," was fiery and complex.
An American Muslim Minister and Human Rights Activist
He became disillusioned as Elijah Muhammad's loyalist
Date written: 08/22/2019
Oh Great Silent One, where fore art thou
Visiting our Queen or trimming thy brows
Important things first
Dost thou possess a royal thirst
Thou didst reiterate, thou ain't a loyalist no how!
(Shakespeare ALMOST!)
Do you stand for the queen and cheer for your team.
Just show me you will fight by my side.
Are you in my line up an integral part of my squad.
just show me you will fight by my side.
Do you defend right from wrong, cheer your team home.
I know you will fight by my side.
You always offer me an helping hand when I'm down.
I know you will fight by my side.
Do you defend me when others berate me.
You're the loyalist person I know.
When the chips are going down your always around.
You're the loyalist person I know.
Cheers Dad
comp entry wanted to put quatrain but don't rhythm same line not sure if that qualifys 21042016
Black loyalist
One time slave of George Washington
Fighting with the British against rotten Yankees
3000 blacks went with us and came with us
In the States now
Black folks but seeming there now just left to rot
But cherished now our black loyalists in England
Part of us
Last night I dreamt a dreary dream
Beyond the clashing rocks
I saw a dead man win a fight
And I think that man was I
I found in you the mother I
never had.
You were the only one there
when I lost my dad.
Always there when I needed
you.
Not far when I wanted you too.
It was from you that I got
courage when I had none.
It was you who pushed back
my tears and let me have fun.
Twenty four seven you were
with me.
Happy or sad you just let me
be.
But in reality, you were really
no friend.
And I face six years of running,
it's got to end.
I must push you out and far, far
away.
I can no longer rely on you~not
even one more day.
Back to the light, the real world
I walk.
All the years of avoided
emotions to deal with in bulk.
You're not my family! You're
the enemy! No friend!
You took six years and all it
contained without amend!
You were all consuming~the
loyalist I've ever seen.
But go far away, get out of me!
METHAMPHETAMINE!
Your loyalty to christ jesus
is costly at most times
A firm stance in christ jesus;
Brace for violent persecution.
Now remember,Christ Jesus paid
a ransom for you
The priceless ransom
is your advantage,
Be true to principle.
But there`s ridicule,loss of friends
and career opportunities,
Your reputation ruined
and misrepresented.
Fiery attack from false brethren!
chipepo lwele
Special dedication to mapalo chipepo
You
You You You
You kept hope
You kept love
You took me into your arms
Held me strongly till the pain went away
You listened,you always did
The thought of you gave me comfort
Pain when it's the time I need you to listen
Heartache when it has been too long
Since I saw you,hugged you.
It's been a while, don't you think so ?
We've been seven,seven years !
Feels like I'm losing you now
When you've been too hard to reach,
too hard to talk to you or to see,
You're the brightest
kindest and loyalist of all
I would lose, worst lost of all,
If I lost you,
If by time, we lost contact
If by time, you forgot me
and by distance, we remained.
If anything I could do right now
It would be running into your open warm arms
Crying, because life took so much so far
raped me into circles and break me into pieces,
And made you slowly fade away,
It's been a hard year, my dear.
Are you still there? I'm just checking,
Because I have a lot to say, Are you ready to listen ?
Would you care to partake in some breakfast cheese,
and what of bread, butter and tea?
Lords and ladies gorge themselves
Perhaps another meal at ten or twelve
Feasts of many with food of plenty,
and a twilight meal of trencher and stew
then dawn your caps and summons your carriage
then guests would bid their host ado
Acrobats and minstrel shows
Games and songs to sing along
During the spring and summer months
Lords loyalist would go to hunt
And feast they would
On various birds
Ones known to us
the thought of eating, totally absurd
Starlings, vultures, gulls, herons,
storks, cormorants, swans, peacocks
And maybe even some wild pigs hocks
Often they would be displayed still feathered
Imagine the mess when they were dismembered
The lower class struggled to survive
Listed here is what kept them alive:
Dark bread, turnip salad, mead and ale
It’s no wonder their skin appeared so pale
The only thing I wished
to see about these times,
is hearing how Shakespeare
May have marveled them with his rhymes
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