"outsourcing" poems
“Yorkshire! Yorkshire!” I hear the EDL scream,
as if somehow the county, relates to their regime?
Trying to push on others their far right views,
and tainting Yorkshire with their taboos
cos Yorkshire to me, is whatever the **** I want it to be,
I do love a bit of local pride...
maybe to revel in the comfort it provides,
and even though stereotypes say we're tight,
as well as stubborn, argumentative (they're prolly right),
But I'd rather that, than be uptight,
like a stereotypical southerner might
I recently read a quote from Stuart Maconie,
“England has a bottom half,
but there isn't a south, in the same way there's a north”
The North in the south means desolation,
A cultural wasteland with deserted stations,
a place built on violent, aggressive foundations,
With mid summer Arctic temperature fluctuations,
Nothing that comes close to a nation....
But that's not what I see,
To be from the north means good fish and chips,
with tomato sauce and vinegar, it's glory on the lips,
I see people willing to lend a hand,
A honest chat about the weather as you stand at a bus stop
that you never planned,
It doesn't matter whether it's a cob, bun, bap, barm or roll,
Or that the north was ****** over by the outsourcing of coal,
Or your opinion that we're all just sat on the dole, drinking tea out of a ***** bowl.
We should still all have a similar goal,
To have a good time,
and not hurt a soul
Sometimes I do like to revel in the divide,
but I'll always welcome people from the other side,
Acceptance is not sin,
and if you let it,
it generally ends up with a win : win
What's Yorkshire to you? I haven't got a clue... but come sit down so we can have a chat and a brew! And hopefully we'll both learn something we never knew.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
"Ang pagmamahal ko sa iyo ay kasing init ng bawat pagsikat ng araw. Ngunit kapag ako ay iyong sinaktan, asahan **** hindi mo na masisilayan ang paglubog ng araw."
Sa isang sikat na resort sa Laiya, Batangas napagkasunduan ng magkakaibigang sina Adlaw, Bulan, Amihan, Machete, at Tawa-Tawa upang alalahanin at damhin ang buhay probinsiya. Halos limang taon na rin ang nakalipas nang huli silang nakauwi sa kani-kanilang probinsiya.
At dahil sa iisang kompanya lamang sila nagtatrabaho sa Makati ay sa isang lugar na lang din nila napagdesisyunang magliwaliw. Iyon nga lang ay isang araw lang ang common day off na mayroon sila, kaya lulubusin din nila ang isang araw upang magtampisaw sa karagatan.
Nasa iisang kompanya lang sila nagtatrabaho na kung tawagin ay Cliffhanger Outsourcing Center, pero magkakaiba ang araw ng kanilang day off. Sina Adlaw at Bulan ay mag-ka-teammate na kung saan ay miyerkules at huwebes ang araw na wala silang pasok habang ang tatlo na sina Amihan, Machete at Tawa-Tawa ay Huwebes at Biyernes naman ang araw na walang pasok.
Sakay ng isang van na ang may-ari ay si Machete, dere-deretso na silang bumiyahe. Madaling araw pa lang ay agad na silang umalis. Kapag maluwag ang daloy ng trapiko ay aabot lamang ng isang oras at kalahati ang biyahe patungong Laiya, Batangas.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC
The elves congregated
In the back room of the shop,
Muttering amongst themselves
And chattering on nonstop.
One elf stood on a table
And scanned the angry crowd.
He raised his hand to shush
The others from getting too loud.
"Fellow elves, be quiet.
We have work to do;
This isn't just a trivial
Elven ballyhoo.
"Santa's expectations
Have risen exceedingly.
He takes no action when
I ask him pleadingly
"For a raise in pay
And better working conditions.
He only chortles and laughs
And speaks of old traditions."
An elf spoke up from the group:
"The reindeer have it made.
We work our butts off;
But see how little we're paid.
"Why they earn so much
Isn't really clear
When they only work
ONE night of the year!
"Platitudes and promises
Do nothing to assuage
Angry workers. Santa
Must increase our wage!"
"Yes," chimed in another.
"Not keeping up with inflation,
Our pay keeps us living
In serious deprivation.
"Our benefits also haven't
Kept up with the times.
They are slashed while
The cost of insurance climbs.
"I know we've a lot to do,
And I think we're pretty meticulous,
But the hours we're forced to work…
I mean…this is ridiculous!
"And what about part-time elves
Who have little enjoyment
Working for no benefits?
You call that employment?"
Disgruntled, all the workers
Considered taking action
And wondered what to do
To get some satisfaction.
Another elf said, "Santa's
Heavy demands are an onus.
And we elves don't even
Get a Christmas bonus!
"Frankly, it takes every
Ounce of faith I can muster
To think that dear ol' Santa's
Not a union buster!
"Furthermore, there's something
That I've got to say:
We all have to strive
For equality of pay."
"Yay!" the elves shouted
And in unison chanted:
"Equal pay: Yes!
Take nothing for granted!"
The work discussion lingered
Well into the night.
They knew that gaining ground
Would require a fight.
(In thinking about life,
Struggles, work, and fairness,
It doesn't hurt anyone
To have some elf-awareness.)
Eavesdropping here,
You've seen for yourself
That life's not always peachy--
Even for an elf.
Let's just hope that Santa
Doesn't be a ****
And save a few bucks next year
By outsourcing the work.
- by Bob B
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
Your trumpists whoop and shout "hooray"
You talked a lot but talk is cheap
It's your inauguration day
and now you've promises to keep
You must ***** that border wall
or did you change that to a fence?
So wide, so deep and very tall
or were your promises nonsense?
And as for Clinton - Lock her up?
Or did you change your mind?
"Conflicting interests" you once said.
Such crimes in you they'd never find!
Will you deport each and every
undocumented immigrant?
When did you start backpedalling
from that initial angry rant?
And then there are the Muslim folk,
such a convenient bogeyman.
Will they all have to register
while you drop bombs on their homeland?
You said outsourcing steals jobs.
Let tariffs ease that trouble.
But how'll you soothe the working poor
when Walmart's prices double?
But know this, Donald, you have friends
to help with troubleshootin'.
Will you get cosy in that bed
with your dear comrade Putin?
The swamp you promised you would drain,
did it improve or worsen?
How will your bootlick billionaires
assist the average person?
And may we see at long, long last,
your tax returns today?
The ones you promised to release
but changed your mind along the way.
How will you handle, Mr. Trump,
these questions you must face?
The pressure's on you starting now
Lets hope you don't fall in disgrace.
So many promises you made
up to Inauguration day
But please don't keep them - they're so wrong
and such a price we all would pay.
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 8:23 PM UTC
My favorite new word, but your dictionary only knows outsourcing
When we think of creating new jobs, when we thing of working
Now we think of other places
Long hours, cramped spaces
No rights, governments that don't protect
The people have no choice, they can't connect
My gadgets are produced by these poor souls
And everything "made in china" is getting old
Lets have some insourcing
Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 1:34 PM UTC
In line with recent policy
we are outsourcing
our poetry services
in a bid to increase efficiency
This will make savings
and improve the service
just as it always does.
Daffodils
Out a walk
saw some flowers
there were loads of them
they were quite pretty
APPROVED
Dulce et Decorum Est
War's *******
and it's no fun
being gassed
APPROVED
To a Mouse
Sorry for wrecking your house, mouse
but we've all got problems
APPROVED
The Raven
I miss my bird
APPROVED
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 8:59 AM UTC
plants evolved organic defense mechanisms
when being preyed upon
they send off organic frequencies
that attracts a predator to what preys on them
natives and indigenous humans
have and even more complex
organic defense mechanism
to hurt and torture sends signals
organic signals
evolved humans
so therefore slavery
although the intentions were white supremacy
attempting to subordinate and control
through fear and enforcement of whiteness
because whiteness exists from fear of being tortured
African who are native
indigenous
but also
native
doctors
lawyers
engineers
professors
families
warriors
forcing into slaves
shipping and importing into every space imaginable
of America
conception
thorough dispersion
****** and procreating
light skinned warriors
infiltrated every aspect
of predatory whiteness
and so without meaning to
accidentally
the organic defense of natives
indigenous
humans
those attempting it be predators
are overwhelmed by humans who are still
close to being native
indigenous
so whiteness
in denouncing
native
indigenous
evolution
denouncing blackness
denouncing womanhood
we all came from Africa
whiteness denouncing origins
creates a place that can no longer exist
having invited and imported its own demise
outsourcing its own existence and sustainability
what a terrible mistake
to torture such evolved
humans
who also have the freedom
to perform vengeance
in any way desired
without warning
private and public
invincible
impeccable
predators to the failure of whiteness
to consume humanity
into objects of indulgence
in order for whiteness to continue
it would have had to keep us in captivity
completely
thoroughly
but it couldn’t
it fails its attempt
because we are too powerful
and we charmed so many
of associates to whiteness
and competed with the fear of not being white
making it too dangerous
liable
to keep us in captivity
won them over
to being human
native evolved
evolution is destroying whiteness
through infiltration
conception
procreation
pseudo forgiveness
organization
impunity of whiteness
becomes its weakness
whiteness would have to declare
absolute martial law
and be completely uniform
about its intentions and meaning
to be its group
severely brutal and unforgiving
but it failed to maintain
this status quo
legally
socially
psychologically
institutionally
sexually
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 4:58 PM UTC
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every word is brought to life
through cycles engorged
with angels and demons
lifes meaning lost
within our
"reason"
rectangles upon squares
rounded loops
>>>>squashed <<<<
within triangles
until rings of
HANDS
encircle
and
mend
~~~ words ~~~
significance
obscure
mixed up with
the urban jungle
encryption
of layers
encoding of input
output outsourcing
outside resourcing
informational
infrastructure
concrete conundrums
where is the
DIVINE
-?-
or even the
human
in
mind
touch
~~~ HEART ~~~
-?-
the divine
-?-
blessed the soul
that remembers
we are all
WHOLE
connected and
entwined to the bone
and who knows
where we'll be
without understanding
of the
WORDS
the
CONCEPTS
without these precious
~~~ souls ~~~
hearts
BOLD
you
him
her
as i am
♡ ALIVE ♡
(C) Worldeater
(C) SoulSurvivor
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
My mind, a theater,
My words, an intense inner monolog
Directed to an imaginary audience.
The ASIDE: a useful theater prop
Adapted seamlessly from script to screen.
The new medium divulging what I really think,
My avatar--a floating bubble head--
Visible off-stage only,
A new version of reality,
A giant leap for mankind:
Humans outsourcing the bulk of experience.
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
they say um a kid,
i am out of control
i say yes
i am OUT of it all
this OUTfit i wear
is the OUTcome of the places i been
and its OUTstanding
as i OUTburst every emotion into words
i am OUT of my mind
but dont mind me
my OUTrage got me here
OUTsourcing life right out of earth
so you OUTdated if you ever think i am coming in
i am staying OUT
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 6:29 AM UTC
i wonder
where it is that you go
when you leave
out of mind
elsewhere
repeating
your same behaviors
i've never been a fan of
the outsourcing of details and denial
so, if you must
then please leave
darling
and stay gone
because i'm tired of
the wonder
when it's not longer mystery
it's exhausting
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
Green leaves grow on your body stems,
Two deep blue eyes glow like gold gems,
Soft rose petals are fresh on the your face,
Outsourcing, nurturing the human race
Lyrics are star clusters of pure love delight,
Your fruit garden is my heavenly heart;
It slowly opens its buds in a shy of love,
Pure nectar flows down from the above
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 2:15 AM UTC
my message is not as easily dismissed
Minimized and catagorized
Like the stereo type of black profanity
Black music rap hip hop
I refuse to be isolated and sent off to the prison
Of white elitism trickled down into poor white persons
Pure White Island boasting made up origins
Aristocratic dream
Having only an absolute ending
My words come from light skin
The honors class war on insides of white institution
My words come from within the confines
The razor wire fences of whiteness
beyond premeditated
Pre-infiltrated always looking for the harshest
Most efficient
Most direct ways to declare
Unflinchingly whipped and slaughtered and *****
in any order
domesticated international doom
I find myself constantly surprised
By the reserve and compassion of criticizing whiteness
Even in weapon yielding
Terrorism
Mild and peaceful by comparison
Black think tanks beyond slave based Ivy League colleges
Centralized Africa dissolving the black made white efficient
To sustain slavery
Or the after effects genocide on bravery
those depths of imperialism
where outsourcing of labor massacres
Starves and destroys humanity
All of the sudden
With enough funding to make whiteness
By design
language history engineering sociology philosophy business
To make American whiteness the underdog
Not enslaved like blackness has been
Not the priority without its historical purity
Not the reason for existence
Or the beneficiary of human harvest
Malevolent adventure story that captured
The imagination and focus of leisure
Taking advantage of poor light skinned ethnicities
white American Feminist
in a sweatshop with women making her clothing
Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC