Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
We’re seriously thinking about
Landing and being habitats
Of a dead planet—Mars
Whiles we’re gravely destroying
Our livable and lovely planet—Earth
Our activities have been polluting and destroying our planet. Instead of limiting the way we do things to be able to leave a livable place for the future generation, we’re talking about conquering another. So, what shows, that, even if we successfully land on Mars, we won’t send our destroying and egoistic nature as a human race to destroy that also?
Cox Feb 2021
I feel like I am running the same race as the sun, living everyday.
Climactic Poet Jan 2021
Monday.
Tuesday.
All the way to Sunday.

Work.
Work.
and no play.

Do this. Do that.
Then repeat.

Eat.Work.
then try to sleep.

Race against time.
Race against others.
Race against the pace
of the world's front runners.

You ****.
You're slow.
You're not good enough.

Look at him.
Look at her.
Look around you.
You're alone.

You'll die sad.
You'll die mad.
It's a crazy world, true that.

If you won't get a husband
you'll die an old hag.
*******.
Your voice was like medicine.
Your eyes lit up my sky.
With you, nothing else remained relevant;
You crossed my T's and dotted my I's.

Sweet eyes. Hard like the liquor.
Intoxicate myself with you.
Sip away my needless anxieties.
We will call it a deathrace for love,
From me to you.
I've listened to pioneers
I've talked to delinquents
Heard of rumors
Learned of facts
Theories of the curious
Laws of the illustrious
Everything is the same
And it's the same in every "right".

As long as we continue to abide
To break and to rule and oblige
Always on queue as we search for clues
We always do, but settle our dues
To live and to be exterminated
To be downtrodden, to be accepted
We live a virtuous yet infectious life
But not all are asleep-laid to rest every night.

Some give birth as the reaper does its work
Love forever blooms as cults of hate still lurk
Religious gospels countered by the sacrilegious
Funny how both sides argue on identical mediums
One nation, one race, yet we cancel each and erase
Its the start of the end,
but what does life has to say?
We all are on a constant search for meaning, but never asked the meaning itself.
Each day will blessings flow your way
From your sure and consistent pace
Like the story told of a speedy hare
And the tortoise who won the race

Your dreams need daily attention
Which draws them to your embrace
So trade your fitful stops and starts
For that steady, consistent pace

Yes, quick and powerful actions -
At times they may have their place
But more success is gained by far
From a stable consistent pace

So when you plan your daily life
Save some focused time and space
For the daily thoughts and actions
That keep your consistent pace
This is Prosperity Poem 106 at ProsperityPoems.com and you can see it displayed on a beautiful background (copy and paste the link below). https://prosperitypoems.com/delivery106ConsistentPace.html
You can sign up for free weekly delivery of poems at Prosperity Poems (.com)

I've been putting some classic (old) parables and some new parables on my Mom's website for her.  As I built the page about the tortoise and the hare, I thought how effective (and prosperous) we can be when we act with consistent pace.

We all have different personalities, and some lean toward a consistent pace naturally.  My Dad and I can easily take a huge project and work a bit a day on it for 100 days.  Some others in my family...  don't naturally do that.
However, there is magic and power in a consistent pace!
Indigo M'kyauki Jan 2021
(They)
(
dejaron)

We know exactly how / Sabemos exactamente cómo
They know what they have done / Saben lo que han hecho
They are the white mother coddling her murderous child / Son la madre blanca que mima a su hijo asesino
Arming him to make him feel worthwhile in his usefulness / Armándolo para que valga la pena en su utilidad
Enabled this for centuries / Habilitación de esto durante siglos
This country has never been anything to be proud of / Este país nunca ha sido nada de lo que estar orgulloso
There has never been a reason to love this country / Nunca ha habido una razón para amar este país
People who look like me have never been seen as people by this country / La gente que se parece a mí nunca ha sido vista como gente por este país
A country founded on ******* and fear / Un país fundado en el poder blanco y el miedo
A rebellious child of a country seeking to find its identity / Un hijo rebelde de un país que busca encontrar su identidad
All while killing those who try to change the status quo / Todo mientras matan a aquellos que intentan cambiar el status quo
This country has never been great / Este país nunca ha sido grande
This country has no qualms about killing people it holds as non-essential / Este país no tiene reparos en matar gente que tiene como no esencial
A country that values money over lives / Un país que valora el dinero sobre vidas
And a certain race of lives over others / Y una cierta raza de vidas sobre los demás
Has never been a country to be admired / Nunca ha sido un país para ser admirado
I am angry.
Allow the rhythm
Relax in rest
Breathe in renewal
To stay at your best

Release the weight
Just let it go
Waves of renewal
Come as you slow

Your life is not
A speedy race
Renewal won’t come
At a frantic pace

There’s time for action
And a time to renew
Take time for renewal
In all that you do
This is Prosperity Poem 103 at ProsperityPoems.com and you can see it displayed on a beautiful background (copy and paste the link below). https://prosperitypoems.com/delivery103Renewal.html
You can sign up for free weekly delivery of poems at Prosperity Poems (.com)

The time of the winter solstice is a time of renewal (in the northern hemisphere).  Worldwide, it's a time to pause and reflect, and take time to rest.  The winter and the new year are good times to choose what your priorities are.

There is a time for action and a time to renew, so take time for renewal in all that you do.  The rhythms of life will help you stay at your best.
RESTRUCTURING

New oneself,
new me
new you,
new us,
new world,
new life
new mindset,
makes
the race of
babies
that
generate
new
creative
ideas, new
possibilities
and
opportunities,
new
days and
new ways.
New thangs.
But only
happiness
doesn't
change, it's
divine. But
new
more ways
to
happiness is
strictly
positive vibes.
#c9_fm
David Hutton Dec 2020
You see my flesh, you see my colour.
Painted by my father and mother.
I'm not your picture,
to be viewed for pleasure.
Beneath this skin there's a lot to uncover.
Next page