Local newspaper needs a finance and poetry page.
Successful people,
Who are disliked by others,
Must account for actions.
My Americanized Horn Haiku.
Usually no caps of punctuation.
Those who want you to
Account for things you have done;
Always be truthful.
Beating around bush;
Not considering all facts,
Create big problems.
Primary factor;
What people want to hear;
Sold a bill of goods.
(Merton's Self-fulfilling Policy)
should know interest rate;
Current supply and demand;
stocks and bonds prices.
New jobs created;
Categories they are in;
Also GNP
Living in past;
Have to change requirements;
Adjust to the times.
Accumulation,
Reflecting social structure
Current and present.
From deep inside her complex nest
She rules her colony
And sees that all the others there
Her orders they obey.
Hundreds of her daughters there live.
Her strict rules they all fear.
Their fathers now all of them dead.
Only females live here.
Each one has well defined duties
And daily they must work,
Cleaning and fettling this huge nest.
But beware those who shirk.
A long evolved social structure
And all know where they stand,
To keep the colony as one
Accepting queen’s command.
Those daughters can’t attract the males
For she made each sterile
So that they have no distractions
And to queen stay servile.
Wingless, they cannot fly away
But may crawl from the nest
To milk honeydew from aphids.
Taste fresh juice at its best.
Each springtime the queen will grow wings
To fly and find the males
And so becomes fertile again,
Producing more females.
The queen ant lives for some decades.
Every spring, eggs she lays.
Each daughter worn out within months
And males last but two days.
There was a large family,
who never needed sympathy.
They had some lacks and doubts,
but they never needed handouts.
There was a ragged house
with a real home inside.
There were strong brick walls
and solid floors of concrete.
One could complain of pain and go insane,
or board a bus, or maybe catch a fast train.
One could subsist and merely survive,
or become persistent and learn to strive.
There was much displeasure,
but there was stability.
There was respect for fears,
but there was security.
There was a sense of belonging inside,
but aspirations and longings outside.
There were adjustments for the seasons inside,
but an oppressive social structure outside.
There was the feel of family and warmth inside,
but an unrelenting bone-aching coldness outside.
It was not a place of pride to be from,
but one of plotting to get away from.
Most people from there are long gone.
It was never a good place to belong.
There was always music; usually blue.
Such was a place I once knew.
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Cross River Gorillas, are critically endangered
because humans have encroached, on their land
They share ninety eight percent, of our human DNA
but there are some humans, who want them for pay
Gorillas function, with a developed social structure
and are led by adult males, known as silverbacks
They have a vegetarian diet, for their life of culture
spreading the seeds of nature, while eating their snacks
Cross River Gorillas, have grown wary of humans
as they like to encroach, into their rugged territory
They take down forests, for livestock and timber
and plant agriculture, for humans to eat their dinner
These Gorillas are scattered, through lands of forests
with a number of groups, that number about forty
They are not our enemy, in these amazing forests
so we must not encroach, by becoming a cockroach
So many pennies,
lost in the system,
rejected, neglected,
dejected -
cursed by '99' price tags,
a charity box favourite,
nobody wants nor waits for.
So many forgotten pennies,
lost on the streets or behind our sofas,
yet pounds are never thrown away.
Both are round, so why do they only care for the pound?
Maybe its a matter of currency and colour,
or social structure, value and power.
No pound without pennies,
only empty piggy banks and jars,
but pound lovers take pennies for granted,
abuse us, belittle us, try to control us.
They get jealous of our shine,
try to manipulate us into a mouldy depression -
no wonder there are so many homeless pennies.
When did we stop being a priority,
descend to the bottom of society.
Just because we are misunderstood, do not fit in,
we are still round, but ignored by the system
a conflict of civilisation.
Imagine if all the pennies got together,
instead of being slaves to the pound?
Then surely we'd be stronger,
or would we just become pounds?
Has the penny dropped yet?
Sunday thoughts
Silent One
9 February 2020
Each animal species has
its own wisdom to share;
the human species ego though,
doesn’t seem to be aware.
Each species has its social structure,
an education it gladly shares.
All nurturing and loving,
survival ways and cares.
Each raises its own children,
trains them to be aware,
of good and bad things around them
and how to cope and fare.
They learn from us humans,
we can learn from them.
Observation is the key to
sharing all wisdom.
If we could apply all of our present technology,
to the social structure globally,
scientifically and humanly,
we would realize how ignorant and primitive we are living presently.
Trump Caused Rupture In Sculpture
Trump caused another significant rupture,
That did create damage to social structure;
Face seeemed mean,
Right at the scene;
Swooped down and ate it up like a vulture.
Jim Horn
Trump sure has put us through a lot of
mental and emotional stress I must
confess and we need to straighten out
this mess.
My words are so deep that when i speak i create
a void in your mind.
It's like a poetic poison running through the veins of
your membrane;
Paralyzing your state to maintain...
You can't think of a thought to conclude...time has
refrained.
'Though attempts you've tried to resist, still left you
commentless.
Like a sudden collapse of social structure that can't
be revisited.
You try to rebuild your thoughts, 'though my words won't
let you in.
My words are so creative, your chances are way
too thin.
No wonder there's no response...your mind can't
take it in.
For I've left you speechless...captivated by-submission.
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