Order pays - no
question
Now back off, or
back down - it's a world
of questions and answers
or silence
You have rights, then
few rights....even
no rights
The difference, pray silence, be
a gown, a wig; the bench
and the stand...
In their court, dear weary
the ball
is always in play!
I have to defer to my numerous friends, family and almost-foes who chose to be so learned that it pays no bills to fuss by them. The world of law is its own world, and we must remain beholden to its glamour and gloom, its pleasures and plights, its nestling and nest. Oh, may it please their learnedships to make the game great name and shame, for there are counsels and there are come-sells. Lest we score an own-goal, I rest my case!
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
China's Charm
Hide no more, the high is due
Sigh no more, the sea is true
Come in your robes
Sail with the ropes
The sun must listen anew
Rake in rolls
Stake the tolls
The moon must moisture anew
Your rise be no magic
though you be mystery
Your day be such magic
tied to your history
Suck and sow, oh China
Pluck and show, sweet Orient
Let the worker be wealth
hail the nation as one.
China is charming the world! In his current visit to the United States, President Hu has been winning all the way! As the receptions show, the Americans have wisely accepted China as the next superpower. Rightly and inevitably so. And the Chinese are signing eye-popping cheques!
At the White House lunch, President Hu homed in his speech with a quote from a celebrated Chinese Poet. And he praised the wisdom in the warming relationship between China (the world's largest developing country) and the United States (the world's largest developed country). That was something. The giant bears its genius with genial airs.
This poem, China's Charm, is to commemorate this diplomatic reality. China holds its own in a world of diversity. Let the unity-in-diversity remain the beauty of our world. Our Global Village.
Sigh no more, the sea is true
Come in your robes
Sail with the ropes
The sun must listen anew
Rake in rolls
Stake the tolls
The moon must moisture anew
Your rise be no magic
though you be mystery
Your day be such magic
tied to your history
Suck and sow, oh China
Pluck and show, sweet Orient
Let the worker be wealth
hail the nation as one.
China is charming the world! In his current visit to the United States, President Hu has been winning all the way! As the receptions show, the Americans have wisely accepted China as the next superpower. Rightly and inevitably so. And the Chinese are signing eye-popping cheques!
At the White House lunch, President Hu homed in his speech with a quote from a celebrated Chinese Poet. And he praised the wisdom in the warming relationship between China (the world's largest developing country) and the United States (the world's largest developed country). That was something. The giant bears its genius with genial airs.
This poem, China's Charm, is to commemorate this diplomatic reality. China holds its own in a world of diversity. Let the unity-in-diversity remain the beauty of our world. Our Global Village.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Books
It tells what we know
so we own
It shows what we don't
so we own
When our kids fly
we buy
When they fail
we buy
If leaders lead
we read
If they lose
we read
Books, like foods, build
and burn
It's why we wonder
about buying
and burials
Books, like tools, make
and mar
It's why we ponder
over reading
and rituals
Books, like fools, bake
and take
It's why we thunder
when writers wake
to rake
Books - a path
and pathfinder to halls
Books - a wrath
and wrathsmasher for all
Your take, your stake
and stake of takes
Brook, and be bookish
Brush, and be bushy
It's why we live
in books and looks
Read!
Parents must now arise and rise to the challenge of less-book in homes, schools and lives of their kids and wards. The IT age is taking its toll. We ask for balance and beauty. Today, many kids can't read properly or write proficiently. It is verging on an epidemic. Short-cuts and sms-language undermine their communicative faculty and cognitive essence. We must worry. Or soon, we will be sorry.
Many leaders do not read. Decision making now suffers on the altar of whims and speeches are getting bland, less memorable, without quotable quotes. At all levels! Where are the BOOKS??
so we own
It shows what we don't
so we own
When our kids fly
we buy
When they fail
we buy
If leaders lead
we read
If they lose
we read
Books, like foods, build
and burn
It's why we wonder
about buying
and burials
Books, like tools, make
and mar
It's why we ponder
over reading
and rituals
Books, like fools, bake
and take
It's why we thunder
when writers wake
to rake
Books - a path
and pathfinder to halls
Books - a wrath
and wrathsmasher for all
Your take, your stake
and stake of takes
Brook, and be bookish
Brush, and be bushy
It's why we live
in books and looks
Read!
Parents must now arise and rise to the challenge of less-book in homes, schools and lives of their kids and wards. The IT age is taking its toll. We ask for balance and beauty. Today, many kids can't read properly or write proficiently. It is verging on an epidemic. Short-cuts and sms-language undermine their communicative faculty and cognitive essence. We must worry. Or soon, we will be sorry.
Many leaders do not read. Decision making now suffers on the altar of whims and speeches are getting bland, less memorable, without quotable quotes. At all levels! Where are the BOOKS??
Doctoring
Marking God's work
and seeing if it works...
on us
Corrections, connections
Concoctions, contortions
They adjust, they adjudge
and prejudge, then rejudge
In the end, they leave all
to us, time...
and GOD!
On this issue, I have no comment. And I have to join the fray to pray for a better deal for doctors. We do need them in droves...especially in nature cure and alternative therapy.
and seeing if it works...
on us
Corrections, connections
Concoctions, contortions
They adjust, they adjudge
and prejudge, then rejudge
In the end, they leave all
to us, time...
and GOD!
On this issue, I have no comment. And I have to join the fray to pray for a better deal for doctors. We do need them in droves...especially in nature cure and alternative therapy.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Songs Today
Why won't you sigh in songs
if so you see
Why won't you high in tongues
if so you take
Fly, we be your find and kind
Try, we know the stake
For this day, dear singer
is the kind to dare
See them who go in vain
thinking they gain
See them who sing in pain
flying in gain
Yet we know what they grow
mounting the show
And we see how you go
scaling the mines
Sing me your song again
bury the pain
Taunt me with all again
cover the drain
For, may you know:
We are your day and spray
Hooray
We are the tray and pay
Hooray
When we return, this turn
it must be mint
When you return, your turn
there'll be fresh mint
And your song, dear conquerer
is up so up
As our refrain, oh merry
be tune atop!
On a marathon 12-hour panoramic survey of world news this week, I saw the triumph of our humankind over it all. Great pains today being met by greater gains of courage. Great stakes in politics being met by greater restraint and refrain by people high and low. Why, we should sing. Pray silence, we should!
The power of songs swamps dark plots and puppets in power. The songs, some in hums and umbrage, others in pomp and outrage. Many a tune, in tones of temper and tempest, many a beat in tease and teasing. What fun, what funfest! Fame and flames are up in glare, enflaming passions galore. But, alas, in all lands alike, the joy be there - unfolding! Yes, the key.
If you are still here, please join today.
if so you see
Why won't you high in tongues
if so you take
Fly, we be your find and kind
Try, we know the stake
For this day, dear singer
is the kind to dare
See them who go in vain
thinking they gain
See them who sing in pain
flying in gain
Yet we know what they grow
mounting the show
And we see how you go
scaling the mines
Sing me your song again
bury the pain
Taunt me with all again
cover the drain
For, may you know:
We are your day and spray
Hooray
We are the tray and pay
Hooray
When we return, this turn
it must be mint
When you return, your turn
there'll be fresh mint
And your song, dear conquerer
is up so up
As our refrain, oh merry
be tune atop!
On a marathon 12-hour panoramic survey of world news this week, I saw the triumph of our humankind over it all. Great pains today being met by greater gains of courage. Great stakes in politics being met by greater restraint and refrain by people high and low. Why, we should sing. Pray silence, we should!
The power of songs swamps dark plots and puppets in power. The songs, some in hums and umbrage, others in pomp and outrage. Many a tune, in tones of temper and tempest, many a beat in tease and teasing. What fun, what funfest! Fame and flames are up in glare, enflaming passions galore. But, alas, in all lands alike, the joy be there - unfolding! Yes, the key.
If you are still here, please join today.
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