The hood is foregone.
Into the past, of fired crucifixes upon front lawns.
The day has begun, a new dawn.
Bare faced, in the sun's illumination.
Guised within the roles that make a nation.
Spread throughout vital occupations.
Where darkened communities suffer from the
bleached cohorts occupation.
From tainted patrols roaming free on the range
with no scrutiny.
To deliver captives to like minded counselors
and judiciary.
As aesculapian institutions dispense succor to
the most monetary.
In conjunction with polity, where signed documentation
continues urban poverty.
Strengthened by miseducation from chameleon educators,
educated with an educational degree.
Conjoined in unity of conspiracy, waltzing through the
capital of democracy.
The confederates state their supremacy optically.
It is time for the rolling back of sleeves, to fight
the good fight with bravery.
Steadfast, and observe closely.
For the greatest trick the devil ever pulled, as evil stands
before you and me.
The culture of any education system,
including a national multi-mediated,
possibly under-medicated,
Education/miseducation
Healthy/pathological
in-between system/chaos
communication relationships
include a "PLEASE SHUT UP"
non-verbal divest of attention
remove from esteemed status,
degenerate into lesser caste
class system
of ignore
and deplore messages.
We speak this language
in silent
stunning
shunning.
Would that a recent former Chief Executive White Officer
could attend such a multi-internationally
co-mediated shunning school
of silent microphones,
still cameras
pointed in most any other direction,
Preferably more multiculturally intelligent
educationally cooperative win/win systemic
more than miseducationally rabid,
win/lose chaotic
Unlike the culture of any education system
practicing
Integral
EcoFeminist
ReStorative justice
ReGenerative green peace
NonViolently communicating
Permacultural Win/Win ZeroZone
Wide Web WorldView
Health/Wealth OptimaLearning Outcomes
The Non-Sublimininal Criminal
High Priest of Hypocrisy
The Diplomat of Draft Dodgery
The Great Example of Paying Test-Takers
The LoudMouth of Wealthy Fakery
The Main Proof of Miseducation
The Nanocrat of Non-Payment
Potentate of ***********
Sultan of **** Patronage
The Grand Probah of PooPoo
The Big Wheel of Blather
And Salesman of Bull-puckey
High Lama of Skullduggery
The Master Purveyor of Inaccuracies
The Pride of Misrepresentation
The Scion of Misdirection and Nepotism
The Black Knight of Spite
Grand Lizard of Hate and Bigotry
The Fometer of Torment
Master of Catastrophe
The Master of the Quick Disaster
The Worshipper of War by Proxy
Lover of Lies and Liars
The Promises of Pusillanimity
The Handmaiden of Bribery
Worshipper of Massive Greed
The Purchaser of Fake News
The Dandy with Unseen Clothes
The Undead Ghost of the Capitol
The Horrible Haunt of the Presidency
Embodiment of Embracement
The Shamelessness of Gross Shuckers.
Lord, I do not understand
I got an A in French
But I cannot speak French
Je Suis Noir
I suspect what most of us want from our families
and communities
has something to do with living as healthy as possible
for as long as possible,
sustainably,
not just through our own lifetimes
but throughout multigenerational lifelines
from past through future
health regenerators
of nutritional wealth maintainability.
These are families
and communities
breeding loyalty
and gratitude,
positive attitude
although our local Boards of Education
(and don't even think about federal departments
of competitive miseducation)
seem to not so much cooperatively
and economically
and ecologically
think this through together
as ways and means
for deep mutual gratitude learning,
listening,
speaking and feeling with Earth honoring integrity,
whether you discover this as sacred ecology
or merely secular cooperative economic matriarchal history,
depends on whether you go to Religious High
or Secular Humanist Public High
and deep
and widely grateful
for public patriotic
and domestic sacred matriotic
learning,
healing,
ego with eco-integrity
for Left with Right mutual gratitude,
healthy attitude.
Was he wrong to suggest
“All poetry, in a way, is about death.”
He was in such earnest
I was obsessed with that research
One may write of the loss of family:
Usually a parent, more unusually of a child
Then, too, families are lost voluntarily:
Divorce, foster homes, sibling rivalry gone wild!
Another may write of an aborted career
The miseducation of his or her youth
A “calling” may be from God, or less clear
Alas, hate and scheming, are part of this truth
Yet others may chisel out a poem, or ballad,
With haunting memories of a land far away
Of lover hung, exiled, drowned. More hallowed and sacred
Is your own love lost, shared … or unhallowed matrimony
So, there I had it, a monk weeping over lost purity
A maiden having valued not her virgin birthright
Are losses, or deaths, mediated by individuality
Even seasons gone, is a temporary death and flight
For in the grand scheme of things – I say Abba-Father
The seasons do cycle back on no man-made, circular invention
All things teach, preach, - are good, says the Creator
If love makes room for love of the Author of Resurrection!
© Anil Deo for 20170402
I found the one thing they all rushed to catch
Before it could ever float away to return no more
I found this dear called love and mama couldn't be more proud of me
She said child hold on to it and never let go
By all means necessary l fought
I fought to keep the world happy and like a martyr
True self was sacrificed
Betrayed by guilt
It's fate sealed by miseducation about life
My world, the center of my universe
I now choose to live and this time l come first
I will be the iron lady l hated so much and tried to melt
I will be that child who knew all the answers
Then she was too humble to say them out loud
I will be the poetry writer who was never afraid
Who expressed how she felt
This time not only in a piece of paper
I will embrace pretty and brainy as a part of me
Never try to trim the edges
I have opened the door way and now am letting her out
Miseducation was the annihilation of this race.
Ignorance is bliss & you can see the obvious in their face.
Glaze into their eyes & witness the apathy of a shell.
An from the looks: they had been, converse with the devil, & came back from hell.
Should I be exile because my words convey volumes of the truth?
Or should I be stoned. Really am I wrong, just because I want to enlighten you?
Let's take their shackles off our minds! Appreciate all creeds & every kind. An race is not a factor because love is blind...HELLO!
We well rise beyond the occasion of miseducation
to succeed in the process of educating our mind.
We well rise beyond the misery and pain
to find happieness and ambition and the arising
We well rise against the racism slang
to accomplishes so much more
We well rise above the destruction and treagedy
to succeed in reality
We well soar through the air like a eagle
to catch a breath of fresh air
We well rise beyond our limits to reach
our spiritual image.
To succeed in life beyond our misfortune
to live beside the fortune
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