The pot is melting...
The 'great melting pot'
This elaborately constructed pot holds a motley of colors and flavors
Once strong and pleasing to the eye, bustling with all of its aromatic juices, flavors, and textures
The great pot of RED, WHITE, and BLUE draws so many, and the few
Indigenous peoples and many others from great and small distances assimilate in this great pot
For a while, the cooking and eating were good, I mean pretty good
So good that still more ingredients desire to be added to this melting pot to bolster the flavor even more
But now, this great pot is disintegrating
Too hot now, is this pot
Too hot with deleterious elements that threaten the constitution of this great amalgamation
The pot is melting
The 'great melting pot'...
It is melting
In commemoration of America's upcoming birthday, I dedicate this Acrostic poem.
UNITY is foundational
NO kings
INDIVIDUAL rights
TYRANNY no more
EQUALITY of access for all
DOMESTIC tranquility
SLAVERY was acrosus
TAXATION with representation
ASSEMBLY for redress of grievances
TRAIL of tears
EVERY legal vote must be counted
STATUTORY government
OPPORTUNITY for all citizens
FAILURE is not an option
ASSSIMULATION, not separation
MAGNANAMOUS nation and people
ECONOMIC power house
RELIGIOUS freedom
IMAGINATION, dreams, and vision
COMPASSION for the poor and weak
ALL for one and one for all
A major street along the country
A place minds are calmed,
Listening to Holy word
And words of wisdom into heart
A Holy place
created by Heavenly Father
To turn us into good
And away from evil
Visions of unity lesser amounts of discord and cruelty.
I envision 2021 USA above the rise and not sinking.
My visionary burst of New Year of blessed hope.
I see a calm, we’re all in awe.
With raised arms all colors, forgiveness at the cress.
A cure for Covid a giant prayer circle missions birth some more compassionate hearts.
I see in my reality United States of America more united.
I see in my heart of hearts new independents, new liberties.
I see in my mind’s eye rampant dancing in the streets.
I see in my soul Jesus coming yet evermore, closer.
I see Him maybe parting the skies just before sunrise as the light of the world.
Every knee bowed, all tongues confessed.
Mankind, humanity knows not the time Jesus comes back.
But alas, most of my vision for 2021 of United States of America a new blessed hope.
11/10/20
2021 UNITED STATES OF AMERICA VISIONARY Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: LMILTON HANKINS
Free verse poetry
Our justice system is far from perfect, but it is what we’ve got
Just because you break the law, doesn’t mean you deserve to die or get shot
This is the United States of America, we are not a third world nation
If you don’t live here, then we are not interested in your negative summation
We have good cops and bad cops, good black and white and bad
We also have our fair share of good fathers and deadbeat dads
Evil is not dictated by a uniform, or the color of your skin
We know exactly where we are at and where we have been
We are the strongest on this planet, second only to God
So, if you have a big mouth, keep it shut and be careful of how you trod
We have our way of doing things that may or may not make much sense
But we will get the job done, whether its Biden and Kamala or Trump and Pence
We are Americans, you better recognize
You can choose to be our enemy, or one of our allies
Tears on Mother Liberty
Plutocracy the society they created through the Trump towers, now they regret it Like Iraq having no democracy.
Theocracy seems Like the answer for now, for evil has ruined what was once a great nation, Living all hopeless and faithless.
God bless America!
Down your tools, raise your fists and continue the dream of Martin Luther King bring shame to the fiend debilitating our society.
No more shooting, instead put the blame on Putin and realize BLACKLIVESMATTER.
We can't kill each other or else the assassination of John. F. Kennedy is not an abomination, recreation these kids seizing on opiates therefore we need purple rain through the Prince of peace.
The circus in the White House like Clinton, soldier on like Hilary and let the heart of Obama infect us all with Love for one another whether you black, white, Latino or whatever we are America!
The United States of America
The day has actually come
Halting normal life on earth
Everyone felt the abrupt change
Unexpectedly dissolving our mirth
Now the enemy is creeping our way
Invisibly attacking our precious nation
Thank God our President is mighty fine
Embracing the war challenge with action
Decisive steps were taken right away
Social distancing to immediately begin
To slow down the climbing death rate
Although apart we stand united to win
The cease of the battle is coming soon
Everyone cheering the end of the enemy
Singing the songs of joy and praise
Over and over again with the victory
Family love is now being restored
As the land begins to rejuvenate
Making America beautiful again
Economy will soon start to escalate
Right after the pandemic is over that is
In the end will be hallelujah and praise
Coronavirus will soon be history for us
Amen is then all I will have left to say!
Florence McMillian (Flo)
We call it the "Trickle"!!!!!Wealth itself needs an "Indicator":No matter how rich you maybe,or no matter how poor you may be we all want to"Trickle" an increase in our "Money"!!!!! We have heard it said that "Wealth can "Trickle Down"or "Wealth can "Trickle Up",and that may be true?Wealth can "Trickle in,and Wealth can "Trickle out",and now we all can realize what "Trickle" is about without any doubt!!!!!"Trickle" is the name of my new "Stock Indicator Creation",and it is "Real",and it will rock any "Nation"!!!! I am a "Creator" and I can bring about stock exchange realization!"Trickle,Trickle,Trickle: Up------Down_____In-------Out-------this is what "Trickle" is about",and it is a real stock exchange indicator without any doubt!!!! You know what? Since "Wealth "can "Trickle" up or down,and in and out with out any doubt we see that this new discovery is really real: you need not take another "Nerve Pill"!!!! Be Still and "Trade" when you see "Tricklling" can make you some money if "You Trickle in the "Correct way!!!!!
Songs of hope ring out this night
People gathered under street lamps
Naming those who have died
In United States led detention camps
We now hear how much they lied
Our bowed heads with many tears
Each drop a life separated inhumanly
Children left scared and facing many fears
What happened these last few years?
Was this hatred always simmering
Under the crust of apple pies
While singing about the land of the free
And you told us more of your lies?
Candles burning like a tempest angerly
The inhumanity so clear to see
Stand up to become a human forest
With the world we’re rising and crying
A shame filled unified chorus
Politicians finally shamed, replying?
America! Your ancestors fled the same
Unblock deaf ears to victims’ plight
People, don’t stop this much needed fight
First written 7-13-2019
I feel this poem is like a folk song from the 70's that helped get the word out to people about bad things that were happening...there are bad things happening today and we need to start getting vocal and telling people whats going on.
Entered 10-4-2019 in Your Best Rhyme contest
REST IN PEACE, UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.
YOUR LEADERS FAIL THIS GREAT NATION.
THE FAILURE OF TRUTH HAS ERODED YOUR FOUNDATION.
YOUR BORDERS ARE BEING INFILTRATED.
YOUR LEADERS ARE PLAYING POLITICS WITH YOUR PROTECTION.
REST IN PEACE, UNCLE SAM, YOU DO NOT DESERVE THIS TREATMENT.
THERE IS A CURRENT OF TRUTH AND JUSTICE IN THIS GREAT LAND.
WE ARE THE BEACON OF FREEDOM AND
WE MUST BECOME THIS OR WE WILL DIE.
THIS NATION IS STILL ALIVE!
WE THE PEOPLE HAVE THE POWER!
REST IN PEACE, UNITED STATES OF AMERICA,
YOU ARE BEING REBORN!
WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
JANUARY 2019.
We are customary people.
A democracy that is unequal.
Structured through immigration
Native to the form
We embrace diversity.
We are humanitarians born.
The thread of our beings unites us.
Grandparents Mother Father Sisters Brothers Uncles Aunts Nieces Nephews Cousins Husband Wife and Child
Friends within a world of nationalities
We are the United States of America.
One big family
Rooted to our past, we are strength unbound.
Open-minded to our constituents, we are amalgamated for a common cause.
We are so defined that integration has confound.
Two-hundred and thirty-eight years we perplex.
Who annihilates us does not exist.
We are the United States of America.
Bold and beautiful
Dogma
Guiding principles documented
Strategy militantly
A plan
Platform
Vigor
Dynamism captured!
APROPOS
___________________________________/
Date Written: March 16, 2014
grateful for the land despise what men do to it this land is your land
How can they say America is united when in truth she is divided
into so many sides so many lines drawn into the sand
Rich vs poor, Republican vs Democrate, white vs black
What ever happened to the American dream...............but then again
America was built on division
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Seventh Seal aka The Poetic Philosopher aka The Blue Poet
Time’s masters, tamers of Nature;
Hunters upon deserts and rocky plains;
Enemies of failure and all the detractors of human stature;
United States; a united people;
Novelties of age but veterans of success,
Inclined to abolish depravities that cripple
The sons of men who with faith profess
Extra-precious abilities of mankind
Denied by the tyrants of ages behind.
Solemn fighters against the recalcitrant norms,
That have separated brother from brother
And maimed the fraternal warmth in homes.
Terrible storms you’ve braved;
Extensive are your boundaries,
So numerous are the paths you’ve paved.
Over division unity of all you’ve chosen;
Fallen are the fetters that bound so often.
America the land of bounty,
Millions are your citizens;
Ever filled with patriotism true and loyalty lofty.
Rich in glory and full of fame,
Invincible on both land and sea; of an indelible name;
Caring for the lame and mindful of the old,
Advanced in civilization; unmatched in silver and gold!
(I dedicate this composition to the dignified people of the United States of America)
I'm proud of America,
the land i love,
with all my heart.
I love it a lot,
the land of peace,
unity and love.
America my love,
the mother of the wise,
the heroes and the rich.
I love this land,
the land of joy,
my love, my heart.
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