Young and energetic to the core;
Social order he tried to restore.
Having seen many like him before,
On his face people shut the door,
Thinking that he was such a bore.
Mere preaching people abhor.
They manage to keep a fanned flame
These ones with no claim to fame
They don’t trade, build or make
Yet heralds ogle for their sake
And I to myself only wonder
That I find no rhyme or reason in my ponder
But I keep my opinion conservative
For my appetite craves no weird narrative
That one can be famed for nothing
It just doesn’t fit my hearing
Once there was respect for the audience
Until stardom clouded many a conscience
With sound worth one had to be endowed
Before presenting oneself before a crowd
And a few had glimpses of glories
With quotes and works transcending histories
Others galant warriors and wise chieftains
Glorified outlaws and vilified villains
Men had their names on their rights and wrongs
As preserved in folklore, poetry and songs
And until ideology once more underpins
Character, manners and disciplines
Ethics, decency and social order
Evil will have many for fodder
To be grazed on and trampled underfoot
Thinning fortune that another may have loot
And if you cringe at this possible end
Then with every fibre of you strive and fend
For the return of righteousness in our midst
As the bare and common at the very least
K. Muitherero.
The universe is a mercurial cloud.
Against its overbearing chaos,
I have only my words.
They are never solutions,
Only questions.
Always selective in their attention.
Always filters screening out
The subatomic assault.
I have only my words.
I scroll through cable channels.
I download all the apps.
How do I ponder a musical chord?
How do I arrange an ordered thought?
The social order is our agreement,
Our consensus on what exists.
A dream inside an illusion
A soul inside a body
A mind inside a brain
A life inside a dying carcass
Suffering
Devils inside good people
Chaos inside peace
Hatred inside Smiles
Serenity inside God
Only in Heaven
Old man inside a young man
Old woman inside her memories
Truth inside deception
Energy inside an atom
Blowing up this human hell
White man inside a black man
Bullets inside a gun
Black man inside a white man
White man inside himself
Yet to be humanized
Circles within circles
Circles within concentric circles
Trying to escape the conundrum of the social order
Looking for an exit to our cosmic home and true peace.
It's no secret that many Deep Southerners decided to desert
To points North, East, and West, they trod to avoid the hurt
You would too if like us, you were kicked around like dust
Jim Crow built a Social Order nearly impossible to defeat
There was lots of sowing, and very little to reap
But in spite of Jim, faith and hope grew deep
Most lessons learned never came cheap
Education was key, but ignorance was hard to beat
People learned to endure the bitter and embrace the sweet
People would say, "Some day, some way, I must break away to find a better way. Enough! Enough! No longer can I stay;
not even for a day. So much dismay and disarray;
everyone must have their say".
Her refusal to change often puzzled me
We searched for freedom in Land of Liberty
Broken in defeat, many retreated to avoid her pain
Others fled her muddy delta fields for city sidewalks
They risked it all to exchange their misery for gain
Some have returned to their roots where they remain
Written 022507, Posted 060521PS
Let me put your parenting skills
Under the microscope, my thrills!
You share your food with the young
You eat, regurgitate for the fledging
What childcare, what love & nurturing
You, bird parents take turns food hunting
I adore how you bring food to the nest
You feed the chicks as if you don’t rest!
You, dogs and cats hunt and share the kill
Mother dogs help the pups to eat to the fill
I see animals bring down prey and feast
In a social order, in packs, this, that beast
I see parent animals teach their young
To walk, hunt & who says that`s wrong?
Apes & simians feed each other when caring
For the wounded or the ill, when …yes, dating!
I don’t know whether elephants teach their young
Courting, but yes, food choices & a good tongue!
For three hundred thousand, of five billion years,
A fact never challenged by science or fears;
Upright Homo-Sapiens, embodied two genders,
Each body clearly favoring, the other body’s splendor.
But alas as we humans, have improved and evolved,
We decided old constructs, should now be dissolved;
By strong social order, and educated means,
Replaced by enlightenment, and the Science of Genes.
In a newfangled world where anything goes,
And dare not be challenged, questioned, opposed;
Men can be women, women now men,
A surgical metamorphosis, with the stroke of a pen.
As we blur the lines separating, factual truth,
Eliminating inequalities, deemed clearly uncouth;
Despite our clear difference, in gender and sex,
Fair treatment of genders, includes mutual respect!
We owe our world's progress, to mindsets deemed fair,
Of gender equality, that eliminates despair;
And instead of confusion, melding genders the same,
We should celebrate our differences, in far more than name.
Jesus taught us to pray, "Deliver us from evil". We are often confronted
With a choice of evils in which we do not have the luxury of ignoring but
Rather a challenge to engage both the secular and Christian culture. In
This modern and convoluted day, how should we then pray? Many times,
The choices are cleverly intertwined into the political mix and subtly situated
Into the pot with the frog who never recognizes his day of doom. How shall
We then pray? Obviously, the Christ way is the only way. This is the delema, but is it really? This is the opportunity, but do we dare take it? It becomes a delema when we refuse to engage. To not engage is a lost opportunity.
To disengage is a sure recipe for disaster and total control of the social order.
But the people of the Book have been called upon to resist the devil with the
Divine promise that he will flee. Without the Master's grace and touch, I am frustrated, twristed, and confused. But with his enabling and authority, I am
Driven full speed ahead. If we are discerning, we will see the silver lining and find God with his unique purpose and plan.
092519PoSoup
The good fortune guaranteed luck
Ferried in the same heads that slacken
When the Professional heads became slain
Under the demands of the ego nice
The society's pin knitting downwards
The base pointing the Potter's Port
With the man-eater man carrying the fragile
Unable to care from degreed spare sprees
The natural law bend to salvage malice
The well to adapt wiped by demigods
Of inferiority unprocedural spice
Unfit but the confronting world dice.
Emerge environmental mental backdrop
Diverting leadership vacuum ensues
Try and error back through the average
For the top elite launched to rot stews
Human creations outwit man in subversion
Unable to enable order in special coders
And later attempt to sweep with dirt
For emerging brooms swept more
May the worst touch not the best
For the rotten kills the strongest
The base down the beautiful vase
Fair games played for the rest.
I can live a life of modest means,
Closer to nature, that is for me,
Untie the chains that ties me to greed,
Not wants like Joneses, but my own dreams,
Not money or clout, health or status,
Able to solve them, joy will be mines,
Trials and test, will rise from ill choices,
Learn the standards, good life waits for us,
An equitable world, be smoother,
Suffer not my value, nor discard,
Of social order, ways and means cause,
Nature's balance, harmonized future.
Date: May 22, 2019
Ensnared in greed’s deadlock
Where I can’t open the lock
To the barn in which kindness stock
That humankind in its hour of need
Longs to free its soul from the greed
That frustrates the compassion feed
To save humankind from self destruction
Embedded in the social malfunction
In need of urgent rehabilitation and action
To braid the dreadlock
On which the empathy cock
Banishes spirits that mock
Restoration of rights unbroken
For the poor and the vulnerable forsaken
In curses in verses spoken
In tones filled with foresight
Both during the day and at night
To remove the blight
That bedevils my society
In every manner variety
That overlooks satiety
Which unless cured
To remove injustice lured
Into chords featured
In bonds of slavery
That overlook bravery
To promote the delivery
Of a more just social order
Which melts the border
Between fairness and unfairness for good removes disorder.
A needed voice for the voiceless
To learn from failures and choices
As time moves forward
Blinded by delusion and perception
The hateful foundation that was built must fall
To bring forth the natural element to a peaceful life
Righteous inspiration growing from the people
Chanting for freedom
Dislocating a selfish social order
So the kingdom can fall, disintegrate to dust
The ashes of the unfortunate remain a sign
The sign of numbered days
Rise to hear the cries of those who suffer
Protest everywhere in the fighting streets
Applauding with erected fingers call
Gypsy dancing in all the fighting fleets
Feeling beyond any doubt could change all
Stancing and whooping with numbness hooray
Without fulfillment re-satisfying
Social order in total disarray
Faces are turning, never stop crying
Yowling fierce, until the deadness excites
Tis the fire, that is say, the jubilee
Fuels the all screeching spirited lights
Thinking upon the way things it should be
In the end, the challenges they shall face
Won't run away, but instead they shall chase
Pandemonium and lawless chaos sovereign-ties
Authority they've placed on themselves
Narrow -minded thinking they have supreme power
Doltish rampant among docile people devoted to
Enlightenment in their lives, but enthralled by empty
Malignant influence words being exerted on society
Optimistic about their oncoming future
Nations can only be divided
In continual and dynamic oppositions.
United, people of the world yearn for securities of structured social order . We
Must make ourselves strong
8/5/2016
The eye,a sign the
unwise can't comprehend
Forged from the world's
origin,an
illumination in darkened
minds,for the
enlightened ones like
Leonardo da Vinci,Isaac
Newton,John Milton....etc.
The eye is a tree
with many branches like
Priory of Scion,Knight
templars,I.O.G.T,United
Nations,Masonic
Lodge,Music industry,
Politics,global economy,
etc
stretching beyond
human imaginations-felt
in all corners of earth.
The world is clothed
through wisdom from
above.
The eye,all seeing
sign,an invincible
emblem of power and
riches to the lion hearted
and loyal souls.
A seat of influence and
fame.
Creating the social order
through men of power....
Some see it as a
curse,others a blessing.
I feel it,the great eye is
everywhere watching
you!
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