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Love: The wife of Loyalty, the mother of Kindness, and the older sister of Truth.  Love is a humanitarian and a healer.  Love is ***** by Hatred.

Loyalty: The husband of Love and the father of Kindness.  Loyalty is a soldier and a warrior.  He gets revenge on Hatred for ****** Love.

Kindness: The daughter of Love and Loyalty.  She is the niece of Truth.

Hatred: The father of Anger and Cruelty.  Hatred has an affair with Lust.  She becomes pregnant and gives birth to Anger.  He also has a fling with Envy.  She becomes pregnant and gives birth to Cruelty.  Hatred rapes Love.  Hatred is a terrorist, an assassin, and a cold calculated killer.

Lust: The wife of Greed and the mother of Anger.  Lust is a **** and a *******.  Her husband Greed is her ****.  Lust has an affair with Hatred and becomes pregnant.  She gives birth to Anger.  Lust and Envy are best friends.

Greed: The husband of Lust, the older brother of Envy, and the stepfather of Anger.  Greed is Lust's ****.  Greed is a ****, corrupt politician, gangster, and a ***** businessman.

Tranquility: The name of the country where the virtues live.

Glory: The name of the capital city in the country Tranquility.

Pride: The elected commander who rules over all the sins.

Darkness: The name of the country where the sins live.

Wisdom: The oldest brother of Knowledge and Understanding.  Wisdom is the elected commander who rules over all the virtues.

Limbo: A country that's in the middle of the two countries Darkness and Tranquility.  Darkness is to the west of Limbo and Tranquility is to the east of Limbo.  The country Limbo has a river of blood running down the middle of it.  There is a civil war taking place in the country Limbo.

Hope: The daughter of Truth and Faith.

Truth: The husband of Faith, the father of Hope, and the younger brother of Love.  Truth is a soldier and a warrior. He gets revenge on Hatred for ****** Love.

Faith: The wife of Truth and the mother of Hope.

Cruelty: The daughter of Envy and Hatred.  She is the half sister of
Anger.

Anger: The son of Lust and Hatred, the stepson of Greed, and the half brother of Cruelty.  Anger is best friends with Ignorance.

Understanding: The brother of Wisdom and Knowledge.  Understanding is a teacher.  He and Mercy have a romantic interest in each other.

Knowledge: The youngest brother of Wisdom and Understanding.

Sloth: The wife of Gluttony and the mother of Ignorance.

Gluttony: The husband of Sloth and the father of Ignorance.  Gluttony is a chef.

Ignorance: The son of Gluttony and Sloth.  Ignorance is best friends with Anger.



written by Keith Edward Baucum
Ivan Brooks Sr Jan 2018
Change is the blink of an eye
or the shift of a gear.
Change is saying goodbye
or a new outfit to wear.

Change could be a decision
or the reverse.
Change could be a promotion
given to someone else.

Change could be a relationship
whether old or new.
Change could be a friendship
adding or taking away a few.

Change is biology
the study of life.
Change is psychology
talking to a man to drop the knife.

Change is adaptation
When we have to adjust.
Change is transition
be it to or from a new post.

Change is acceptance
be it about you or a situation.
Change is reluctance
to move beyond your current position.

Change is Barack Obama
when he killed Osama.
Change is Donald Trump
Acting like a complete dumb.

Change is regime change
President Ellen Johnson leaving her position
Change is working with something strange
President Weah winning the election.

Change is new wealth
When you enjoy new money.
Change is a better health
Replacing sugar with honey.

Change is giving birth
when you bring forth a child.
Change is death
Or being buried in the field.

Change is taking a wife
and gladly jumping the broom
And staying together for life
till death do your part.

Change is tomorrow
for nobody knows what it'll bring.
Whether it'll be some kind of sorrow
Or a song of joy for us to sing.

     IvanBrookspoetry©️
Change imitates life and life imitate change...change is life, good or bad!
Ivan Brooks Sr Jan 2018
Poetic knitted venation
Is not commonplace like PlayStation.
All poetry lovers are connected
They share a love for words and
To poetry alone, they are committed.
Like Grios who tells history of the land,
They share a deep and common bond  
With emotions and mystery and nature,
Confirming what they share is profound.
They love painting words like a picture
And appreciate the essence of true love.
Every Poet marvel at God's creation
And daydreams and watch the stars above
From whence cometh the poetic inspiration,
Which blasts ideas like a poetic canon.
A poet acknowledges that true beauty
Is an abstract yet deceitful phenomenon
Which endorses the vague idea of being pretty,
That has so many people on the hooks
Society uses it as a yardstick to measure
Ans label us worthless because of our looks.
Poetry lovers are under no real pressure
To fit or blend in, all we do is create poetry
And paint beautiful pictures using words.
Poetic minds are partners with a chemistry
Derived from words as sharp as a Samurai's swords,
Words they use to cut through curious minds
And plant all the results of a sleepless night
Gathered along with the rest of the finds
Which will set the perpetual dial of poetry right.
Poetic minds are intriguing and those who love poetry are connected beyond words.
Ivan Brooks Sr Jan 2018
Why are there entire cities to drain,
When Somewhere in my village,
People are dying for a drop of rain
Coming from a cave through a seepage?

Why are many places flooded elsewhere
When the drought there is constant
And People are struggling everywhere
To moisturize the soil just to plant?

Why are young Maasai men digging
For hours Into the patched African soil
Searching way into the humid evening
For a drop of water, they have to toil?

Why did nature leave my playground arid
When she rains down billions of liters in Texas?
Streetlights, no lights, drought at the power grid,
Scolding of nature is the caveat of the water crisis.

Why did God give us diamonds and gold,
How can he bless us with an abundance of minerals?
Then seal up the skies and put the rains on hold?
Turning the crisis to a vulture's feast and human funerals.

#IvanBrooksPoetry©️
People in my village prefer to die by drowning....paradise lies beneath the water deaths.
Ivan Brooks Sr Jan 2018
Tonight my empty soul misses its angelic mate
With whom every precious moment was a date.
Wonderous strides makes you look so beautiful
Press your lips to my soul, let's curdle and be delightful
Do you see the rainbow flower that I've become?
Come to me, love of my life, for love injection, come.
Come with me let's fly beyond today and go somewhere
Like migratory birds, let's hop, there and everywhere.
Right now with you I can't see through amourous hues
Yet I love you beyond jazz, rock and rhythm and blues.
Each moment with you makes me beam with smiles
Tonight I rest Assured that the passion fruits is mines.

IBPoetry©
2/5/2018
Soul mates are not roommates.
Ivan Brooks Sr Jan 2018
Be of an immaculate soul and nothing shall hinder thee.
Try to always Fling thy sweetness at will.
See if Happy birds will not hum melodies from a tree
For in happiness the soul of man gets its fill.

See in everything a reason to show thy kindness
And bring ye forth the fruits of the spirit
See if yours will not be a path lined with goodness
For in this way shall joy find a soul to dwell with.

Show love to everyone that love thee not
And project the agape love of the lord most high,
See if mankind will not give genuine peace a shot
When the hues of hate arise till evening draws nigh.

Show some intestinal fortitude to your nemesis
And let out steams against the world if you need to
See if thy persistence won't put resistance in parenthesis
For in this way your opposition will find a place to go.

#IvanBrooksPoetry©️
Love thy neighbor ..see the goodness in everything and everyone.
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