JUST ONE THING
Perhaps I should just believe in fate
Whatever is due to happen, let it be
Or is that being weak and submissive
Ignoring the future is to be dismissive
So maybe merely shrug, as it’s destiny
And the only thing one does, is wait
There are actions that one could take
That may change the course of history
Such choices always so full of tensions
As the future splits in two dimensions
One is known, the other is a mystery
It leaves one with a decision to make
For me, I cannot choose just one thing
Each change made, triggers yet another
Maybe limiting changes to one’s own life
Suspecting that it may bring joy or strife
And would the world we know, recover
Fearing what an intervention may bring
Would I press the nuclear button or not
Stand for election, to change the world
Or make a podcast that makes the news
Quoting some potentially upsetting views
Burn the national flag or leave it unfurled
Knowing every sentence ends with a dot
An offspring born
from a marriage between
the shades of blue, green and white
you are the universal language
of the seven seas
and the most significant color
on our national flag
You represent a peace of mind
and every strand of my being
as a passionate Bahamian
in the only place
I have ever called home
A song for October
On the highest crest
Beautiful October
God has gone main-stream
Wants to be loved by us all
Before the big deluge.
Lovely October
God disregard the cycles
My river is dry
While sunbathe in shorts
And think of buying camels.
Godly October
Vacation is our new deity
Tomorrow is today
Frost and snow are banished
But Himalaya is an island
Pretty October
We fight for a place to sit
The strongest win
Design, a new national flag
And we build a golden temple.
Scenic October
The sea is heaven’s mirror
God was a dream
No echo of man lingers
The long silence has begun.
‘Immediate arrival inevitable’ - is the message of emergency he receives from his ‘oak-leaf-worn’ military major whose command an Indian soldier can never imagine reacting or refusing. Crimson-clad, nose-ringed, bangles-jingling, now-wed wife resembling an immaculate-milk-flowing-full-moon; no honey-moon and veil not fully removed yet; not completely contented with looking at each other and drinking from their desire-brim-filling-gestures; love-full, lust-full, feeling for each other’s presence full; tears fill her eyes; he has his hidden pains; leaves for his destiny. She…?
Covered black coffin
national flag, dirge, gun-sounds
a puzzled raven
They are days and they are days
one's that are like just no other
everything just fits into your slot
just like friends look for one another
But they are other days so dull
a 24 hour period that's a drag
feel no inspiration or affiliation
don't feel to raise the national flag
This is the contrast of our days
wishing for more that are first class
thinking this would spur us on
hoping to be a walk on the grass
Oh to be full of poetic verse
flowing along in the perfect rhyme
bringing insightful imagery sublime
which keeps you in your prime
So imagine all that you could be
inspire yourself to a greater height
taking your feet to Everest bound
may your days be forever bright
quote: "Some days are full of poetry, others are just dull replicas of the day before."... Michele Wass - Poet
save those tears for the solitude of night
alone in your cold little widow’s bed
when gates open to memories flowing
still shellshocked by the emptiness
of his love suddenly gone
taking comfort in knowing
how it went down all so perfect
in every detail of every moment
how he slipped into the next life
like he was taking off a coat
with dignity and grace
because it didn’t fit anymore
stoic and brave
ready
after all
he was the olympian
ambassador in the first canadian team
tel aviv world paralympics
it was the summer of 1968
today they draped his body
with the national flag
as they carried him away
we stood in awe
saluting our last memory
out the door into forever
and now here lies the olympian
among mere mortals
at the foot of mount olympus
the man
the legend
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
We proudly salute Old Glory! Our honorable national flag!
Let high our star spangled banner high and wide.
And let us pledge our allegiance to our national
sovereignty. In order for us to continue to be,
"the land of the free and the home of the brave."
"One nation under God let us always be."
So all of God's people continue to be free.
With glorious victory unto victory!
United together as one people,
throughout our land.
We will stand. But divided we will fall.
Let us come to arms and answer
our nation's call. With true liberty
and justice for all our people!
The price of freedom did not come free.
Our founding fathers and founding mothers
Paid the ultimate sacrifice to guarantee our
national sovereignty.
And the higher price of freedom and
liberty came at the ultimate cost
and did not come for free. We must
not take our freedom for granted.
Forces we face today want to
deprive our people of their
liberty, justice and freedom.
United we can defeat them.
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
July 03, 2020
Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
a national flag,in April its national day.
I feel so proud when I see our national flag raised
and sing our Anthem ‘Oh land of our birth’
This island is not the place where I was born
but there’s no place on earth I’d rather be
with mountains and hills, a patchwork of fields
and the ocean which caresses our shores
I love eating Manx kippers, see cats with no tails
view the famous TT races, and ride horse trams on rails
We do not bow down to ’the Adjacent Isle’
that’s how England is known to the Manx
Our Tynwald parliament's made laws for over 600 years
Elizabeth’s our Sovereign and long may she reign
I’m not Manx but the Island’s my forever home
and my final resting place overlooks the blue sea
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Today we celebrate peace
Remembering how it was won
The many hearts that grieve
For freedom is all we want
Salute the national flag Liberians
Sing aloud the Lonestar forever
Sing aloud the national anthem
We are the custodians of Liberia's heritage
Ours is the home of kindness
The land where ships anchor with our forefathers
Once torn apart by ignorance and a tomfoolery war
With hope we strive to rebuild it together
Surviving unrelenting strife
Rainfall of misery on our lives
Alas, ignorance too come with a price
It surmounted patriotism and morality
170 with a little to show
Only our indelible past chanted by the waves of the Pacific
Pausing our heartbeat for the innocents we lost
A sad day when anarchism won for sure
All hail Liberia hail
This glorious land of liberty
Together we sing with plangency
Regardless the impediment we'll prevail
Tiranga (Tricolour)
First unfurled, was the Indian tricolor;
on Everest, the world's highest peak.
All the three colours are deliberated
to give some message and speak.
Dark saffron, white and Indian green,
the three colours of Indian national flag;
all in horizontal rectangular bars,
top to bottom, respectively placed.
Green band at bottom tells Indians,
grow with greenery and agriculture;
White band in middle of it, gives us
message of peace, truth and culture.
Saffron says, be brave and courageous,
don't hesitate to sacrifice if nation needs;
Wheel of twenty four spokes at centre tells,
on the path of progress always proceed.
Made of hand spun Indian cloth, Khadi,
at one hand symbolises pride of nation;
Design and colour on the other, say symbolically
what ought to do the great Indians.
On every Independence and republic days
Tiranga is unfurled widely in the country.
That reminds the people; be nice, graceful,
peaceful, prosper and keep in mind your duty.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
I kneel with all right across the globe, I kneel in solidarity
i stand with all the kneelers and I do it with some clarity
As a national flag is just coloured cloth designed to divide and rule
Indoctrination starts when you're young, vulnerable and still at school
This continues into the workplace and at sporting events too
Well I'll kneel for freedom where the flag once flew
Freedom of speech is what it's all about
So I'll stand with all the kneelers to give freedom a shout
As the colours of this flag are just a sign of imperialism
The mark of an invader, the mark of materialism
A fake patriotism that's forced upon you
Well I'll kneel for freedom where the flag once flew
To be persecuted for not standing to attention
Is for the whole world to see and is up for contention
As signs of fascism and hate are all around for us to see
So freedom of speech is what we must guarantee
Well I refuse to stand for the flag that is red white and blue
But I will kneel for freedom where the flag once flew
standing horizontally
in national glory
wearing national flag
on a piece of wood
Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
with national flag but no national day.
Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
a national flag,in April its national day.
re-post inspired by SO 's contest
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