Elon Musk would wear a trillion stars
If or not he reaches planet Mars,
His wealth of cosmic scale
From X, Grok AI and Tesla cars
Making some nations pale.
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Happenings |10. 06.2026 | money, planet, star, wealth, Quintain
Note: Elon Musk, already the richest man, is about to become world’s first trillion-dollar worth with SpaceX’s IPO. This kind of money may fail to make sense to some poetic minds like us to whom less is more. On my part I can do no better than pen this ditty. It is not that he makes millions in a minute, but as Edmund Hillary said, it is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves. This kind of wealth of cosmic proportions can destroy the very value and meaning of wealth to us, simple souls.
380.
The 3rd Republic
After centuries of Spanish rule came the Americans
Then the Japanese who terrorized fellow Asians…
And now we're free in the 3rd Republic
From monarchy to tyranny, we turned democratic
Our presidents worked for rehabilitation
Of government & economy from world war devastation
Gone are the foes from outside, but aggression now comes from within
Fights against Separatists & Leftists are not easy to win
…And so the 3rd Republic ended in a fist of iron
We're back to tyranny under Marcos Administration!
-09/14/2015
(Dumarao)
*Philippine History Rhyme Collection
When India became a Republic,
The Constitution laws were made public;
We recall freedom fighters and leaders,
Through sacrifices, they were peace seekers;
Duties of national subjects made clear,
Justice, liberty, dignity, no fear;
"Unity in diversity" flaunted
Through parades where states take part undaunted;
Let's follow what the Constitution cites
About responsibilities and rights;
Republic Day encourages us all
To build our nation and make it stand tall;
The future lies in the hands of our youth,
Let's work hard together to grow in truth.
one ganges, one india
living, dying with ganges, self born out of ganges
full stream ganges is india, auric ganges is india
ganges now muddy water, now clean water
ganges now bubbling heart of India, now life-blood of india
ganges now nature twilight, now civil twilight
ganges now forming rock at bottom, now forming balancing act of stones at shore
ganges now solved, unsolved family members' faced rupik's cube
now several sided globe meeting river and river
living, dying with ganges, self born out of ganges
full stream ganges is india, auric ganges is india
A sharpie--clutched in an iron fist.
Backed by barbed wire justice.
And noose-tight legislation.
Masked police… across the nation.
Surveillance towers.
And military powers.
Voices stifled.
Bayoneted rifles.
Distrust.
Fear.
Both--far and near.
A Republic—shattered.
Her people--battered.
Liberty--locked and chained.
A Constitution--so profaned.
Justice…locked neath bureaucratic bars.
Political corruption--leaving scars.
Across the land I once defended--
My heart is broken.
And unmended.
Whistle echoes in the tunnel
then smoke belches upwards
as the train halts at the platform
Disgorging its passengers
before porters offload baggage
Cases, trunks, sacks – all claimed
But no
There on the platform two suitcases
Side by side, travelling twins of no fixed abode
Ace of Spades on one, King of Hearts on the other
Unnoticed
Porters distracted as the cavalcade announces its arrival
Guard of honour, red carpet, bowed heads -
trappings of power and privilege
Gliding through the booking hall
onto the platform
Glancing left not right
Two suitcase stand forlorn
Something stirs within
in an instant, carnage
No train
No platform
No power
No privilege
The end of monarchy
The start of republic
Suitcase slaughter
Suitcase solution
The not so great debate in America today
Is that even though liberal people fear for their lives
They dare not violate the progressive ethos
Of victim, ie. criminal, first,
And so argue round and round
That everything is okay and only getting better.
The irony of course is this obfuscation
And soft-core tyranny is actually illiberal.
But words today no longer matter
Labels being fungible
On the slippery slope of good intentions.
Well then, Hell it is, illiberal or not,
“Blue, blue, electric blue
Is the color of my room
Where I will live”
In rot with you.
(8/12/25)
All I know is that I know something,
though I agree, it ain't all that much.
But those like Socrates who say all that they know is nothing
seem to me to be completely out of touch.
Rainbow like flag emerged
Children born surrounded by waterless planets
World shifting to countries without borders
Long live the republic!
Children grows to be adams and eves
Clouds of not readily mixed oxygen and hydrogen unyielding rain
World shifting to countries without borders
Long live the republic!
Those born end up dying
Earth dries to dead earth
World shifting to countries without borders
Long live the republic!
Two weeks away, a changing of the guard
Some folks may take it awfully hard
Others smirk, their shoulders shrug
The 'Republic' still on track to chug
Self proclaimed prophets, living in Opulence.
Self proclaimed Disciples, living in Opulence.
How many biblical prophets lived in opulence?
Is this the Gainsaying of Korrah?
Or am I just a bit frustrated with deception and hypocrisy?
Self Proclaimed Messiahs, turning their backs on destitute women!
“IF I have this world’s good and see my brother in need and do nothing to help him?
How can the loved of God be in my heart?”
STRANGE DAYS?
Law and Order Prophets with Two Felony Offenses?
Are we a Banana Republic?
Do our bananas have seeds?
Please?!!!!
these myriad days I've grieved
towering loss of freedom once perceived,
furtive malignant cancer spreads
every citizen intrusive dread...
anon denizens of the dark,
surreptitious with their spark,
do undermine, deceive, and chart
a course diverse from heart's
inspired constructive bent
foundation land twas Heaven sent.
sky has no limit
earth has limits
overseas India-centric radicals' insurgency
one dragon, dragon's Asia, dragon's world
amidst global wars,is India occupation country spirit? world spirit?
will there be cross border aggression or war within country?
wear your soldier hat
be war ready
fulfill the call of duty for which you arrived
It only works when
the public thing fully loved
respected for all...
[paraphrase of a Svan folksong]
I, I am Queen Tamar
I raised myself to Heaven
I dug up a barren mountain
I left only a deep hole
I put the sword to Constantinople
I drove them into the sea
I made their lands my lands.
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