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217 My 33rd Leaf

217.

My 33rd Leaf



Obtained thee at noon

When lunch was so soon

We step upon it

Toes it can meet

A “carabao grass”



I'm with First Sectors

Four village neighbors

Whose dress were all red

We're under a shed

All Dumaraonons



First day of August

It's lunch time almost

Eleven thirty

It was so sunny

While Gov. was speaking



Inside a large tent

Where I sat and bent

Dumarao Central

School Playground Oval

Right side facing stage



Behold Opening

Fiesta happening

A colorful one

Everyone has fun

Rejoice, Dumarao!



-08/01/2013

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

Premium Member A quick review on putin '

Ex-KGB prime minister then president 
twice.? Entered into Minsk accords..
Watched many countries from
The old Warsaw pact shorn.'
Did allow a con-vid response.' Yet  no 
coercion or shaming, no fear ensconced
Not as i could have expected, it to be.?
Then in early twenty, twenty two, put a
Military force into Ukrainian sectors 
All pro-Russian i'd say; thats quite true.'
Banned transgender and same sex 
coupling, he gets disparaged..He appears viewed
From outside, a determined leader.' Internally
I undamaged' What
Effects will be engendered, how long will
He linger.? Will he deter
another world war? Almost by default.? Whats waiting in
Store? I remember the old cold war.' Claim and
Counter.? I'd rather that, than continents 
burst asunder.? I view the scenes and hope
Some sense.? Could things cool down.? I
Forget recompence..And for what.? I plead
No war..Neither big nor small. They are counter productive chores."

Premium Member Wordwide outcome; from income planned'

All will recieve a basic pay..OK..' The aim? To remove poverty..Yet the cost.?? Multi-billions.!!! Unless.? There were a lot less people.??? Does that help anyone who is
Trying to rationalise a plan-demic..And war
After war.' The anti-familiy teaching in some sectors.' The elevation of enviroment
In overall awareness..Yet the enviroment is
Quite able to 'look after itself' if? You? Believe its managed.' For millenia to so do.? Are there facts.? Evidence of civilizations crumbling..Yet the environment continuing.? Well? Help me here.' Quite a strong excuse though.? Do ya
Reckon? To kill off seven billion ( useless eaters.?) Not my words.!!! Anyway have a think.? Check out the dissappearance of the independant buisnesses street corner
Banks, and automated voice healthcare?? Services.' The refusal of oxygen for pallative care patients.' And the insertion of
Life ending as a medical option.' Not to mention infanticide.? I'll let you do the maths.?


Shattering the Unbroken Cycle

Shattering the Unbroken Cycle

Bully's shadow looms, a pervasive stain
across all sectors, absurd, yet sustained

Governments and schools deny workers' rights
incentives, facilities, and dignity's light

Seniors torment juniors with blows and pain
emotional scars, hunger, and shame's stain

Educators wound with words, with physical might
abuse and fear, a toxic, endless night

Domestic walls conceal violence and despair
husbands, wives, and shattered vows laid bare

Governments neglect, oppress, and deny
basic rights, humanity, and a chance to thrive

Even sacred spaces hide oppression's face
wealth and power, a sharp, humiliating knife's pace

Do we bully for fleeting power's sake?
Is happiness not our purpose, our heart's ache?

Can't we choose kindness, unity, and love?
Break bully's chains, send humanity from above

Premium Member Greece and Ethiopia

 Greece and Ethiopia have had  unwavering and unbroken
        bonds of friendship since ancient times.
Greece is the land of freedom and democracy, also  one of the pillars
of worldwide civilization in all sectors
{philosophy, poetry , art etc.}
The great ancient Greek poet HOMER is frequently refereed to Ethiopia
in his masterpiece ILIAD. 
Even the name  Ethiopia comes from an ancient Greek word
{Aithiops} which means  a sun-burnt face.
The source of the blue NILE is in Ethiopia, the only country
in Africa which was never colonized by western powers, with 
its own ancient  language:{Amharic} and history.
The predominant religion of Ethiopia is Christianity which was propagated
by Apostol Mathias.        God Bless Greece and Ethiopia!!

Premium Member All is subject

Oh dear Lord of eternity..I call upon your name in faith.'
For nothing is...That you did not create.' All herbs metals
Silca and stone.' Every plant and many organisams.' There
Is no thing fully outside of Your power.' I therefore speak
Peace and healing to whoever on soup.! And whoever in
The world.' May any human plans to (cause harm) fall before your face Lord..May health be the portion for many
Billions.' I reject any type of evil from the pharmacutical
Sectors, for it is (your world) your creation ( you own all
Things) So may wellness break out uncontrollably.! May
Blessings abound.! I declare such boldly offering the life death
And ressurection of Jesus Christ as my authority to this world.!


HEELS OF CORRUPTION

A silent, deadly virus
Corruption spreads its stain
Infecting the healthy sectors
Twisting the threads of our governance.  
It carves deep holes where plains once lay
And builds up hills on flat ground everyday.

Even when good is meant to be
A palm must be greased to set it free
A bribe to make breathing easy
Turning virtue into frail hypocrisy.  
Corruption walks hand in hand with governance
Erasing every noble trace
Leaving behind a trail of disgrace.

Than We sing

Haru and RItm often seemed
out of place and often with
a certain concern.

Yindiao told Jidiao Giam Jiezou
not to Jiving Biayan
he was cheap on the Xuaniu
and lacked concern with
his Cantar's. He put a symbol to indicate
that they had only stumbled upon
the sounds and songs.
Only due to an alteration were they
clashed about what style they
wished to represent. Coda: divided
them as people. Some
where jealous
of each other.
Some were repositioned
because of there standings and appeal.
Six of us are alluring and Amorous
while others only had an uncertain appeal.
They dubbed some as Perfect voice
and unappealing: while the others
were super appealing and lacked
vocal giftiering.
Fussed they appealed to different sectors.
Ritm stood above the rest as he was 
Super appealing and had a strong proud bassey voice.
" A World should hear these men sing"
While there the instruments sound magical the background singers
sound soothingly perfect!"


The Music producer said he found one in a tobacco fild.And the other guy was a Machinist at a Nevada Lithium Mine. Bothe were Pianist and guitarist and one was a reknowed flutist.

CHILDREN IN MINING SECTORS

as I see some children
forced to do hard works
in coltan and other illegal 
mines in DRCongo.
terrorise by some group of rebels
daily.
some United nations officials 
support those dark deals 
mostly.
many people stay  
quietly. 
Painful to see polluted waters 
Fish killed by different acids. 
Fishers screamed 
terrible.
Oh! DRCongo is attacked 
in different angles. 
This cruel world 
Filling with some heartless 
People 
Who care for themselves.
Putting rules to destroy 
others 
To remain very 
riches
on this planet earth 
which is very
impossible. 
Secret envy, 
                     Hate
                Jealous 
 exposed.
Oh! Yahweh God, 
I know one thing ...
Their days are numbered 
As no one will  live 
Forever.

In a World With No History

would I were in a lifeless world
     in which I had no ancestors
          in which there was no mark of man
     which was blank with no sectors

I see history as enemy
     as brutal face of man it shows
          the bloodshed, heads with no bodies
     heirless corpses under rainbows!

in which I was bound to nothing
     a world without a single grave
          a world in which wealth was unknown
     in which there was no lord, no slave

where goddesses weren't worshipped
     with nude idols by lustful eyes
          in which I were the first subject
     the first person to see sunrise

September 10, 2022

Barn Burn Party

Off from formal stage's pageantry 
Collisions of pewter play tenor to horn 
Vessels filled with mead, wheat-gold,

Foam. Monks trade lines with scops 
Who tile a church, swapping agricultural 
Know-how. The technics prepare 

Bard for a solo harp song in a barn 
& there’s to the Caddy’s tune gathering sway
Lost so unquotable. Nightshade, potatoes,

ions, herbs, good gods & the animalistic
Sex. From a source outside chaos:
Terms return thermal bundles, 

Predicaments inside time's homophony 
From alloyed spinal column. A donkey
Drags a blade through red sea's surface dirt

Meshed in with hay dank from contra-
dictory earth—these testimonies to greater-
Thans. Cyber sectors offer testimonials

As a means of convincing discerning surfers to
Bypass impasse & buy by following the crowd.
Data suggests but there’s this thing in hand:

A cattle-bolt electron split down the
Middle; a steel beam cut by narrow flame;
A diamond-footed tub with fresh extracts.

Torpedoes

Conical sections or parabolic curves
	elastic gives while steel holds the line
gravity melts in sunlight bright
	while what is seen weakens the whole

momentum with excesses goes
	but the earth won’t be denied
hopes and dreams of the night
	dies with the sight in day time

engineers struggle with calculus hard
	sectors and tensions encompassing dreams
forcing nature into mathematical lines
	building the shapes of warped dreams

bulging eyes targets may be
	being poked out by what is seen
flowing curves of parabolic lines
	too soft of message be said

rejoicing in what one has
	a streak of malice might lie within
metaphors vie to define the site
	young boys grasp and old men sigh

Premium Member Mind-Body Vessel

We know that water finds its own level
Likewise for soma-nectar miracle
Elixir brightening in-form vectors
Teleporting us through unknown sectors
Within our this here, mind-body vessel

Our heart shapes, vibrations energy takes
Serpent asleep, to scent of love awakes
Rising at its will, through the central vein
If our souls intent be pure and unstained
Silent thunder within, tranquil calm lake

The nectar takes shape, as our soul prefers
At root in stupor, in heart bliss vapour
Simply present, to each pulse sentient
Reclaim God essence, self-luminescent 
The path easier, in playful caper

Oh hermit! Know no doing need be done
Save past conditioning, to be undone
Feral thoughts slow, acquiring inner glow
Throb of love leads, whilst in trust we follow
Swathed in light of the spiritual sun

12-June-2021

Premium Member Drive Train of a Poem

Drivetrain of a Poem	                          
 
During lapsed conscious hours, I have often
wondered and received mutable counsel
in varied tongues– at times uninvited.
This time it was virtual dream.

I sensed caress of a presence
while my pen was stringing strewn patches of
similes, metaphors, rhythm and rhyme. 
“I am watching you from a vantage point 

and your skull is no barrier.” 
He went on: “I see the marauding
lines on the ridges of your mind, 
It seems you are a struggling versifier.
 
Creation is neither forethought nor a whim.
It hails from the sky and gains access 
through the pores of skull.
Mind gets hacked and moves to a different zone.

Chatter picks up in the synapses
seeking untapped cerebral sectors.
Trivial transmitters are kept at bay.
Brain hoes banal growth: new thinking sprouts. 

Frontal inhibitions are banished.
All gates fling open.
No more sentries! No checkpoints!
No fly zone for the critic's megaphone!

Unleashed limbic flow of emotions is
nourished by a Gamma spike in the brain.
There! You pirouette with the lines
and feel the Aha moment.

National Garden

Noxious material crowds the air
drestoying your traditional symbols
parts that were disjointed extend everywhere
sectors which can't be setted back with ripples 

National garden far east you go
a path filled with rocks above the flood
such rocks capable of tearing heels and toes
but you just strolls along leaking your blood 

Adding a red color to the mud

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