Rigging Poems - Poems about Rigging

Our bodies work just like machines Without a warranty. To know how long each part may last We have to wait and see. Certain joints may need replacing And, through surgery or meds, Organs may require assistance So we’re not stuck in our beds. As we age we may not be prepared To face the well-known fact That in older bodies, all the parts Do not...

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Are we not our graves digging, With the keenest interest in rigging, The first to be buried our image; “To Electoral Franchise: Savage? Are we not behind greatly lagging, When the Neutral Press we keep gagging, The next to be silenced Plain Truth; A despot imaged as today’s Ruth… Often, the time to befriend hell’s thugs, Remember they don’t need your...

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Spider’s Rigging “I had resolved on a voyage around the world, and as the wind on the morning of April 24, 1895 was fair, at noon I weighed anchor, set sail, and filled away from Boston, where the Spray had been moored snugly all winter. A thrilling pulse beat high in me. My step was light on deck in the...

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If you rigged this evolutionary Game of Life as if it were Win/Win Polyculturally Universal Yang/Yintegral Love/Love defaulted, [so LoveSelf = LoveOther is InteriorMind Ego = ExteriorBody EcoEarthTribe Not SelfIdentity = NotSelf SpaceTime-Yintegral Other /Yang EgoSpace] then wouldn't you tend to think of life as a (0)-soul-Zen Basic Attendance polymath buddha-path Timeless ego-as-eco-holon Earth WuWay co-inviting all bipartisan Me/We participants to arrive at our Climax of...

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racing wind ignores clothes freezing thoughts in sudden pain ignored for stubborn gain...

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