But we were crying
before -
bitter and behind
Now it's cry-of-joy
Alas, cries
But they drove past us
before -
wailing sirens, hailing citizens
Now the convoys head
to jails
Alas, wails
Our weight
gone...
with the wait
Verses for the Masses - PopPoetry
Just as the Internet happened upon us and changed our world, I foresee poetry in a new and renewed resurgence: the shorthand for social communication, back-stopping our drift away from heavy reading. Verses for the Masses promotes the Culture of "Popular Poetry", will help make our day, our way, our world, a better blend. Here be First Leg of my Literature Tripod & New Media Offerings. See "myblogversations" for Drama and "webloreswebtales" for Short Stories" on blogspot.com
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Never Called
No dictator goes willingly
In the end, they bluster
then gamble
No dictator wins narrowly
In the end, they cluster
then trample
No dictator ends merrily
In the end, they muster
then crumble
If dictators end miserably
and dictators come furiously
why, blood is oyster
blood is ouster
Hmm... Dictators!
In the end, they bluster
then gamble
No dictator wins narrowly
In the end, they cluster
then trample
No dictator ends merrily
In the end, they muster
then crumble
If dictators end miserably
and dictators come furiously
why, blood is oyster
blood is ouster
Hmm... Dictators!
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
The Dope Scatter
Don't Push
don't Wrap
It's the gay
not the way
and
the pay
not the day
Don't Push
don't Wrap
It's the rote
not the note
and
the rot
not the sport
Don't Push
don't Wrap
It's the jail
not the hail
and
the Hell
not the Helluva
don't Wrap
It's the gay
not the way
and
the pay
not the day
Don't Push
don't Wrap
It's the rote
not the note
and
the rot
not the sport
Don't Push
don't Wrap
It's the jail
not the hail
and
the Hell
not the Helluva
Labels:
Artistes,
Doping in Sports,
Drug Abuse,
Drugs,
Family,
FIFA,
IOC,
Police,
Showbiz
Friday, April 08, 2011
Together
For a season so treacherous
we need a bond of faith
For a nation so anxious
we need the bond of truth
For a people so broken
we need the plaster of love
For a land so weary
we need the basket of care
For a generation so hungry
we need the opposite of anger
For a time so slippery
we need the grit of elders
For a proverb so forlorn
we need the reason of here
For a season of anomie
we need the beauty of peace
In this reason do we live
for this season must we rise
To make our season the reason
and our reason the prism
we need to stay as one
work as one
share as one
we need a bond of faith
For a nation so anxious
we need the bond of truth
For a people so broken
we need the plaster of love
For a land so weary
we need the basket of care
For a generation so hungry
we need the opposite of anger
For a time so slippery
we need the grit of elders
For a proverb so forlorn
we need the reason of here
For a season of anomie
we need the beauty of peace
In this reason do we live
for this season must we rise
To make our season the reason
and our reason the prism
we need to stay as one
work as one
share as one
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Lands Afar
As we regard distant lands:
Tales of the great Atlantis
legends of huge empires
feats that chill our spines
thoughts beyond bare souls
- tickles and buckles -
- masters, disasters -
measured in treasures
we marvel and are baffled
But as we see today, if we see
nothing achieved in times past
be past man’s hidden talent
It is of time, care and effort
Driven by purpose, given direction
Laden for service, hidden in codes
The sage lays the ground beams:
commitment, honour and sanctity
And history be on its way!
All lands, however far
- in space, time and dimension -
are lands as here as yonder
If we work them as they did
Atlantis will rise again
When we stay core as they did
legends will reign again
And the marvel and baffle
will happen, as they do--
in our very “before”!
Tales of the great Atlantis
legends of huge empires
feats that chill our spines
thoughts beyond bare souls
- tickles and buckles -
- masters, disasters -
measured in treasures
we marvel and are baffled
But as we see today, if we see
nothing achieved in times past
be past man’s hidden talent
It is of time, care and effort
Driven by purpose, given direction
Laden for service, hidden in codes
The sage lays the ground beams:
commitment, honour and sanctity
And history be on its way!
All lands, however far
- in space, time and dimension -
are lands as here as yonder
If we work them as they did
Atlantis will rise again
When we stay core as they did
legends will reign again
And the marvel and baffle
will happen, as they do--
in our very “before”!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Chances At Dawn
Can we blame time
for giving us dawns
Can we query time
for granting us nights
Who? Who amongst us is clever
Let him come
Who? Who, amongst us is restless
Let him run
For when time has chosen
even before our eyes
it confounds the bright
and out-smarts the agile
Who? Who amongst us can gather
the sky and squeeze the ocean
Let him speak
Those who rise and shine
must honour time
Never again will man and time
battle for the wings of flight
No, no, never again
For time brings, time takes
Time makes, time dissolves
Time of chances, chances of time
After our nights and dawns
over our fights and yawns
we will remain with time
Oh, take your chances!
for giving us dawns
Can we query time
for granting us nights
Who? Who amongst us is clever
Let him come
Who? Who, amongst us is restless
Let him run
For when time has chosen
even before our eyes
it confounds the bright
and out-smarts the agile
Who? Who amongst us can gather
the sky and squeeze the ocean
Let him speak
Those who rise and shine
must honour time
Never again will man and time
battle for the wings of flight
No, no, never again
For time brings, time takes
Time makes, time dissolves
Time of chances, chances of time
After our nights and dawns
over our fights and yawns
we will remain with time
Oh, take your chances!
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Adventure
Someone must answer the call
no mater how long it takes
Something must matter today
no matter how bad we hurt
Somewhere be home again
no mater how far we stray
For some fun remains ahead
no matter how gory the past
Adventure!
Search the world, and roam
Search your heart, then your head
Go, go in search of gold
and work your world
If you fly, fly
if you sink, stay not down
When you conquer, be humbled
when you’re floored, be humoured-
they both bring honour
in coming days
They each house glory
in special ways
Measure!
As you give, you receive
When you take, do give
Search thee equally
For, this day is all day
to those who are free
to those who know the world…
And work for all
no mater how long it takes
Something must matter today
no matter how bad we hurt
Somewhere be home again
no mater how far we stray
For some fun remains ahead
no matter how gory the past
Adventure!
Search the world, and roam
Search your heart, then your head
Go, go in search of gold
and work your world
If you fly, fly
if you sink, stay not down
When you conquer, be humbled
when you’re floored, be humoured-
they both bring honour
in coming days
They each house glory
in special ways
Measure!
As you give, you receive
When you take, do give
Search thee equally
For, this day is all day
to those who are free
to those who know the world…
And work for all
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