The Dutch were
1 of the first
To voyage , journey and discover
The high seas because they used
Windmills to mechanically power saws
Enabling them to built ship's quicker
faster and more efficiently
So had a far superior naval fleet
New York
Was
New Amsterdam
Dutch East India Company
Tulips were the 1st commodity traded
Ergo the Stock Exchange Market
The Carrot was is in fact
Purple in colour it's a bulb
They made it and turned it into
Orange in colour
Most of the majority of the Netherlands
They reclaimed built canals in order
To take the land back
And also in the process
Made it fertile afterwards enough
To farm and live off prosperously
And is progressive and religiously tolerant
Not bad and pretty impressive
All things being considered
# A TIME FOR EVERYTHING
You may be snared through certain situation
Not knowing what to touch nor let .
Enduring pains as if you are to end
Despite that everything as its time .
Have you felt like ending your life ?
Whlist Filled with load that is unbearable
Tears falling on your face constantly.
Exhilaration faded away like never before.
When joy comes to clear your tears ;
All shall run prosperously .
An elegant smile brought to your face -
As irrigated crops you'll be revived .
There is time to laugh
There is time to cry .
A time to plough
And a time to harvest.
Truly ,there is a time for everything.
## BY Axolile Zabeko
Brightest life
To relinquish
Was ready to be
Not to unclaim.
The patches of life
Bright with insight
Of worthy of being
With the same might.
Timid to make
The forcing image
Of worthy of raising
Unparallel praise.
Determined to be
Prosperously lazy
Still in demand
Supplied but crazy.
Rohan Dhabade
What do you have to say?
Are you right in your thinking?
Have you left your wrong thinking?
Are you continuing properly?
Do you dwell on prosperously?
Are you friendly truly?
Will you be friendly sincerely?
Is life beneficial to you?
Does your life suit you?
Are you proud enough?
Are you peaceful?
Are you happy with your people?
Will you be happy with your people?
Are you happy with your self?
Will you be happy with your self?
Are you true to others?
Are you true to your self?
Are you not in menace?
Do you have solace?
Hey,
What do you have to say?
Will you answer genuinely?
Or as usual will you live humanly?
Dear Lord,
I thank you this day
for the things that I don’t have
Ain’t got no troubled mind:
Some of those creditors circling,
wanting a pound of debt flesh
for the bills that ain’t yet got paid
Presently,
it’s gonna have to be late fee
sent that way
Long as the heat and lights stay
switched on,
for the children’s sake
Surely, I’m thankful Lord
for this one other thing:
That I don’t have no backsliding desire
for tempted robbery
I’m thankful to be at peace,
content to have the necessary things
that my family need
So thankful that I don't have
no worries
Dear Lord,
I’m truly thankful
that I don’t have the wanton things
which destroy souls
so prosperously
In the middle of winter
within misty moors,
lies a melancholic meadow.
Up above grey skies foretell
perturbed crows to seek shelter.
Down below,
an isolated tree - naked and fatigued;
Listens in silence.
Her soul is wounded,
but you do not see her blood.
Defiant against dysfunctional adversity,
her roots are stronger than an anchor.
Diversifying in deep directions,
kissing the mouth of the Earth.
Her torso may seem tall and mighty,
but her appearance deceives.
Sins of mankind have exposed her sap,
as bark beetles crumble the surface.
Forceful winds and bullet rain blasts
against her weary teary face.
Her tame frame trembles,
as naked broken branches are
blown away by brutal gusts.
It is just another battle for life,
as birds leave her behind - suffocating.
Raindrops stream down her body,
creating puddles of sadness,
soaking deep into her roots.
In the middle of winter
within misty moors,
lies a melancholic meadow;
where a tree yearns for Spring.
To bloom prosperously
and to bathe in sunshine -
so departed birds return.
Silent One
20 February 2018
Oh, Palestine
Cry, cry generously
Cry more
Let your tears wash their sins
Let your tears wash their brutality
Oh, Palestine
Struggle, struggle endlessly
Struggle more
Let your people teach them,
The meaning of "Dignity"
Oh, Palestine
Live, live happily
Live more
Let them learn how to dream
Let them see how we challenge bravely
Oh, Palestine
Grow, grow prosperously
Grow more
Let your people raise you high
Let your name reach the sky
Blackmatta