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"policies" poems
“Being a farmer is like being a priest; you take a vow of poverty and make a pact with the Lord that no typhoon will come and destroy your crops.” In the rise of sedentary human civilization, The nation’s agriculture Became the key expansion. Its history dates back thousands of years, With its development, Has been driven and defined – By different climates, cultures, and technologies. The Filipino farmers: Are they now a dying breed? Numbers of small farms has dwindled, With workers opting for city life. But this trend could exacerbate food insecurity! Yes, in an import-dependent country – Already struggling to meet current food demand. In the face of growing losses, And from volatile weather, To new-fangled farming tech, Limited education makes them less receptive. What took such toll on the agricultural sector? Maybe the farmer themselves, The investors, the buyers – maybe. Now, it’s due to the government policies, Our programs are good, yet so weak. There’s excessive reliance on agricultural imports, And corruption on the upper level. Compounding the problem Is a younger generation – Largely, leaving rural areas nationwide, And depleting the pool of potential agricultural workers. They say it’s too late to do something; But the mind-set of the younger generation Still we can change And make farming appealing once again. (9/8/13 @xirlleelang)
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
A Dying Filipino Breed
Life is a lifelong Balancing act Time that's wasted Never comes back But hear my quandary It's really quite queer What happens when my job Conflicts with my career? What happens when my schooling Disrupts my education? When federal government policies Keep me from graduation? What happens when my GPA Keeps me out of universities? What happens when what I need to do Conflicts with my responsibilities?
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC
Responsibility
See them standing on the podium of promises Tickling us to wed them into power As we stand under the burning sun, sweaty as ever All ears to their flowered words of which they caress And powdered our minds with. They donate maggi, salt, wears and the root of all evil, To further blind our minds and instinct. Like goats following a hand with a palm fruit, We chased them with high hopes to the polls, Like Esau of old we repay their donation with our votes. Their desires were met, now in power At serious battle against their promises, Our faith getting lean, our hopes bleed in response to their policies. The opposition jubilant for the failure of the electorates. Soon, they awoke into reality, spur to abort incumbent reign. Some took to bombs, guns, cutlasses, few to the streets. The opposition soldiers are thugs, always hungry to **** The masses weapons are their mouth, placards, And solidarity songs, they walk and sing. They say when elephants fight the grasses suffer I wonder who are the elephants or the grasses indeed. A  place that suppose to be our home now a battle field Where everyone fights for self survival Forgetting the unborn, our toddlers, our heroes past. It is high time we talked and sack the thugs But who will moderate Who will faithfully give audience, who will sincerely talk? The elite, the elected seems like they are war ready They have well set up their political troops A war they won't stand to fight But escape through thinning air off our sight. In a molding  state Pigs dare to preach sanity In a world of questions, ignorance remain the worst cancer And the apex poverty. Let not fold our hands and live to die in this doom If your lips are scared, let your pen speak. Let not throw in the towel Until we justfully elapse the reign of the unwanted in one peace.
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 10:09 AM UTC
THE REIGN OF THE UNWANTED.
See them standing on the podium of promises Tickling us to wed them into power As we stand under the burning sun, sweaty as ever All ears to their flowered words of which they caress And powdered our minds with. They donate maggi, salt, wears and the root of all evil, To further blind our minds and instinct. Like goats following a hand with a palm fruit, We chased them with high hopes to the polls, Like Esau of old we repay their donation with our votes. Their desires were met, now in power At serious battle against their promises, Our faith getting lean, our hopes bleed in response to their policies. The opposition jubilant for the failure of the electorates. Soon, they awoke into reality, spur to abort incumbent reign. Some took to bombs, guns, cutlasses, few to the streets. The opposition soldiers are thugs, always hungry to **** The masses weapons are their mouth, placards, And solidarity songs, they walk and sing. They say when elephants fight the grasses suffer I wonder who are the elephants or the grasses indeed. A  place that suppose to be our home now a battle field Where everyone fights for self survival Forgetting the unborn, our toddlers, our heroes past. It is high time we talked and sack the thugs But who will moderate Who will faithfully give audience, who will sincerely talk? The elite, the elected seems like they are war ready They have well set up their political troops A war they won't stand to fight But escape through thinning air off our sight. In a molding  state Pigs dare to preach sanity In a world of questions, ignorance remain the worst cancer And the apex poverty. Let not fold our hands and live to die in this doom If your lips are scared, let your pen speak. Let not throw in the towel Until we justfully elapse the reign of the unwanted in one peace.
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Within the shadow of a false icon, Which hangs over me like fallen titans, The ones who in the darkness of ignorance wore capes and flew, But now wear maniacal grins and snarl to. The same person who used to make you want to say live, Now only force you to to spell it backwards and with yourself become more combative. He says he misses me, But that would make three, Me, mom and The Monster, He says "straighten your postue" I miss the days I could look past your hypocrisies, Back when I could look at your  and think "these are the right policies " In my time of need, You can't seem to see, Your voice make me bleed, You're whose killing me To be stuck in a house, but not a home, Trapped inside not a shrine, but a tomb, Imprisoned by the voice that used to be that of ideology and hope, Which is now the voice of the hate that hangs me like a rope, The voice that tears my mind in two, One side screaming "you are wrong," and I should be rejecting you, The other side creeping and deafaningly whispers I am the infection, adieu.
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
A Fallen Titan
*Our fathers…dead, our policies…dead, Ancestors jealous coz our prophecy’s ahead…! **** that, I heard they're filled with so much dread, That’s why this world was too small for the both of us to break bread… Look, now my people are dying sprayed with lead… I could’ve chosen to live this life with you instead, And put a stop to these signs coloured Red!!! Inspired from the words of a poet I read...*
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 5:38 AM UTC
Cries of a fatherless generation
WHEELS!! Car insurance policies, Snafu in technology, Male methodology, Some men are kind and comical, Some are not so logical, So-called men and their vehicles, If they've got tyres and testicles!!!!!
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
WHEELS!!
I'd heard about problems with police hard to hear harder to believe personally I never had a problem oh a few well deserved speeding tickets probably cut a break no definitely I drove very fast especially in the turns roll-the-tires fast in the turns that was me and the more I heard the faster I turned as a young kid I applied and was accepted to six colleges six for six piece of cake why the stress my SAT score equated to an I.Q. of 1 above plant life accepted open arms those WASPs loved me graduate school one for one       best in the country bar none MBA with honors that was easy they called it the golden passport yes passports are even faster I never had problems with band-aids        the bank the insurance company       the healthcare system never turned down       for a credit card car loan life insurance policy       or request for a specialist experience is the best teacher       and the more I learned the less I wanted to know       and the faster I turned then I learned    about certain specifics       certain policies with regard to traffic stops bank loans rental property heath care voting rights marriage read the color purple and then that invaluable government          syphilis experiment that would have been inconceivable        even to doctor mengele that the star spangled banner        has more than one stanza?   really there were four stanzas? MY country ‘tis of ME       and it was making me feel ***** learned that no one       voluntarily held that flag up that hellish night       o’er the ramparts WE watched as slave and freedmen               were ordered       to their near certain death with the threat of absolute       certain death then I watched a cop        shoot a kid in the back               in cold blood near a merry-go-round on a playground in baltimore maryland I liked baltimore fast very fast he emptied the 10 round clip of a semi-automatic 9mm Glock 27 into THAT kid's back no hesitation ****** baltimore baltimore baltimore baltimore I hit the brakes hard       on those fast decades and decades generations generations generations       of turning I slowed down way way way down       stopped took a deep deep deeper breath then did what I always did and do best I turned turned turned I turned around and as I turned I woke to kneel
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Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 11:05 AM UTC
As I Turned I Woke
I'd heard about problems with police hard to hear harder to believe personally I never had a problem oh a few well deserved speeding tickets probably cut a break no definitely I drove very fast especially in the turns roll-the-tires fast in the turns that was me and the more I heard the faster I turned as a young kid I applied and was accepted to six colleges six for six piece of cake why the stress my SAT score equated to an I.Q. of 1 above plant life accepted open arms those WASPs loved me graduate school one for one       best in the country bar none MBA with honors that was easy they called it the golden passport yes passports are even faster I never had problems with band-aids        the bank the insurance company       the healthcare system never turned down       for a credit card car loan life insurance policy       or request for a specialist experience is the best teacher       and the more I learned the less I wanted to know       and the faster I turned then I learned    about certain specifics       certain policies with regard to traffic stops bank loans rental property heath care voting rights marriage read the color purple and then that invaluable government          syphilis experiment that would have been inconceivable        even to doctor mengele that the star spangled banner        has more than one stanza?   really there were four stanzas? MY country ‘tis of ME       and it was making me feel ***** learned that no one       voluntarily held that flag up that hellish night       o’er the ramparts WE watched as slave and freedmen               were ordered       to their near certain death with the threat of absolute       certain death then I watched a cop        shoot a kid in the back               in cold blood near a merry-go-round on a playground in baltimore maryland I liked baltimore fast very fast he emptied the 10 round clip of a semi-automatic 9mm Glock 27 into THAT kid's back no hesitation ****** baltimore baltimore baltimore baltimore I hit the brakes hard       on those fast decades and decades generations generations generations       of turning I slowed down way way way down       stopped took a deep deep deeper breath then did what I always did and do best I turned turned turned I turned around and as I turned I woke to kneel
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Emerging economies. What they’re emerging from I don’t know. My guess, the depths of hell. From the frying pan, right into the fire, or worse; a well. A deep hole stronger than gravity, the force. To be forever under the thumb of remorse. A modern era of endless acts, policies and bla bla bla. Shut up with all your platitudes. I see what’s really going on. Aha! You speak of sustainable development. Nice to know that you’ve led by example. Carried the mantle for all these years. Centuries of ruthlessness, now veiled in sheep’s clothing. But you won’t shut up. Because you don’t speak. You never have. You just do. Each day that goes by, you carry on anew. Behind all the talk of hope, equality and more progress, it seems the wolves are lurking. Cooking up the next tool to subdue countless. This time, not behind closed doors. But in plain sight. It’s scary to imagine such spite. Each year that goes by it becomes clearer that you never cared. You sold guns, drugs and all kinds of war. And each time, you kept coming back for more. You’ve built up antibodies that ensure your survival. But sometimes I wonder if you’re alive at all. But what do I know? Maybe you’re more alive than ever. Doing what you do best but always more clever. That not even the most stable of geniuses can evade your pressure. A strong enough foundation that each break makes you stronger, So strong that not even the Gremlin can take you under.   Against this dreary background, foregrounded is nothing short of magical. Beyond hope, prayers or a thoughtless radical. Or maybe this is all just fake outrage. An attempt to evade the boredom of this endless monotony and baggage. Or maybe, the term is out of date. Like every other, that makes me increasingly more irate. In which case, this poem is at least ten years late. Or maybe there are too many maybes’. And I’m perfectly suited for this time of vague uneasiness and indifference. In which case, my imagination probably needs more sociology and less a lesson in rhymes.
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 1:44 PM UTC
"Emerging Economies"
Emerging economies. What they’re emerging from I don’t know. My guess, the depths of hell. From the frying pan, right into the fire, or worse; a well. A deep hole stronger than gravity, the force. To be forever under the thumb of remorse. A modern era of endless acts, policies and bla bla bla. Shut up with all your platitudes. I see what’s really going on. Aha! You speak of sustainable development. Nice to know that you’ve led by example. Carried the mantle for all these years. Centuries of ruthlessness, now veiled in sheep’s clothing. But you won’t shut up. Because you don’t speak. You never have. You just do. Each day that goes by, you carry on anew. Behind all the talk of hope, equality and more progress, it seems the wolves are lurking. Cooking up the next tool to subdue countless. This time, not behind closed doors. But in plain sight. It’s scary to imagine such spite. Each year that goes by it becomes clearer that you never cared. You sold guns, drugs and all kinds of war. And each time, you kept coming back for more. You’ve built up antibodies that ensure your survival. But sometimes I wonder if you’re alive at all. But what do I know? Maybe you’re more alive than ever. Doing what you do best but always more clever. That not even the most stable of geniuses can evade your pressure. A strong enough foundation that each break makes you stronger, So strong that not even the Gremlin can take you under.   Against this dreary background, foregrounded is nothing short of magical. Beyond hope, prayers or a thoughtless radical. Or maybe this is all just fake outrage. An attempt to evade the boredom of this endless monotony and baggage. Or maybe, the term is out of date. Like every other, that makes me increasingly more irate. In which case, this poem is at least ten years late. Or maybe there are too many maybes’. And I’m perfectly suited for this time of vague uneasiness and indifference. In which case, my imagination probably needs more sociology and less a lesson in rhymes.
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the dutch colony ascended on our shores replacing traditional african education on culture with teaching slaves how to pray we saw the deterioration of black schools and state-mandated segregated curricula whites being taught better than blacks who was only destined for subservient jobs policies of apartheid birthed the bantu education and later forced us to learn languages which was not our native tongue the youth could no longer be silenced soweto uprising saw them dying for the cause we have protested throughout the decades silenced by the apartheid government simply ignored with Mandela’s release we saw liberation, freedom, democracy and a single education system, we were finally equal however the legacy of black inferior education left a deep scar which has still not healed our parents not able to give us the education they were denied now students are holding the government accountable who promised free education for a vote the movement trending as #feesmustfall anger expressed by burning premises, striking and rioting i believe in the cause but who are you really hurting? why destroy the very universities that you are fighting for?
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 5:17 PM UTC
#feesmustfall
Ongoing failures of the Church to act, will guarantee the sure success of evil; for faith without works is… still dead and visible today is spiritual upheaval. The internal chasm between the members of both sides -the presbytery and laity- must be bridged with faithful cooperation, girded with policies that last permanently. Even today, God is quietly waiting on the Body, while the unsaved are queued up for Hell. Individual Faith is a person’s responsibility, but the Great Commission impels us to tell… others about God, His Love and Christ’s Salvation. After 2000+ years, The World has not misunderstood. A final solution is required and not yet in place- each of us must desire to… overcome Evil with good! . . . Author Notes: Loosely based on: James 2:14-26; Obad 1:11-15; Gal 6:7-9; Matt 5:45, 28:16-20 All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men continue to do nothing -Edmund Burke Learn more about me and my poetry at: http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 4:07 AM UTC
Poem: Overcoming Evil with Good (Spiritual Secret)
The Date being November 8, 2016 Multitudes into the voting booth Strides will be made in voting from our youth Presidency and Senate all part of the race The voting dialog will be an overwhelming pace But the quest being, “Please All Vote” This is not a joke Our lives matter in this election It requires all to vote being participation Vote for whom ever you chose But don’t get discouraged and just refuse Don’t let anyone question you in why do you vote? Just tell them you are exercising your rights being your own words being spoken Don’t worry about being poked America’s future becomes actions on tomorrow The White House already has policies in place But the new President and Senate can change and rearrange the space Vote with all your heart This election needs to make a strong mark Vote for a President and Senate that offers hope Let it be living and able to cope Vote now and show Washington WOW.
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Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 7:10 PM UTC
VOTING ENTERPRISE
America, the land of lies America, the land of homophobia, America, the land of endless sin, America, the land where church and state are not separate, America, the land where we let a 3000 year old book dictate our laws and policies, America, the land where a man who can throw a football well makes 50 times more than a man who saves lives on a daily basis, America, the land of diabetes, heart failure, obesity, and McDonald's, America, the land where we debate whether healthcare is a right or a privilege, America, the land where company profits are more important than the well being of the human race, America, the land where we spend twice as much on healthcare than other country, America, the land where our overall health rating is 26th compared to other countries, America, the land where we claim all men are created equal, America, the land where a man can't marry another man, America, the land that promotes democracy by invading countries and forcing democracy on the people, America, the land where our education system is suffering constant budget cuts, America, the land of debt, America, the land of problems.
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
America
Here am I, praying for the good, A sister in God's brotherhood, God loves us til the end of Earth, A slow news day, we all deserve, Humanity needs new policies, rad, Save us all from anarchy-that's bad, So, let's all pray for a slow news day, In the world, let's have amity today, A sister in God's brotherhood, Praying for all that's good!
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 11:43 PM UTC
GOD'S BROTHERHOOD....
Oh they pleaded, women, men young and old, 'let us pass through that sea' to a place where we could start all over', yet their voices fall into deaf ears of their brothers and sisters from another mother land, hopeless they remain drifted in the treacherous sea feeling unwanted, unloved forever rejected, by the policies of the modern migration... the unworthy sea-going boat, becomes their coffin and the sea and the seafloor become their graveyards, the common fate of boat people - the asylum seekers.
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
Boat People
Hypocracy Mandatory. Gullibility Mandatory. Insensitivity Mandatory. Obesity Mandatory. Immaturity Mandatory. Childishness Mandatory. Monarchy Mandatory. Capitalism Mandatory. Conservatism Mandatory. Terrorism Mandatory. Corruption Mandatory. Incompetence Mandatory. Socialism Mandatory. Dictatorship Mandatory. Militarism Mandatory. Liberalism Mandatory. Bhuddism Mandatory. Islam Mandatory. Christianity Mandatory. Judaism Mandatory. Hinduism Mandatory. Vedism Mandatory. Hatred Mandatory. Anarchy Mandatory. Jealousy Mandatory. Nationalism Mandatory. Fascism Mandatory. Racism Mandatory. Lies Mandatory. Hypocracy Mandatory. Obesity Mandatory. Heart Disease Mandatory. Cancer Mandatory. Idiocy Mandatory. Eco-Nazism Mandatory. All of us Humans. Of all Five Colours. Wherever we be. Whatever we do. However we "see" ourselves. What do we call ourselves now?. How about shallow nitpickers?. Or celebrity obsessed morons?. Or religious hypocrits?. Or Democrats?. Or Socialists?. Or Revolutionaries. Or just plain "nice folks"?. Or supporters of oligarchy  policies?. Or immature backpackers?. Or government assassins of integrity?. Or juicy *********** Or swift tongued ******** ticklers?. no matter how many lie dead or injured as a result of our obfuscation and avoidance. As if poets have the explanation to life except in strings of meaningless associated but fine sounding words. When "poets" are the voluntary slaves of Mind and Conditioned Identity.. As if poets had the ***** to go beyond all these things. As if . Scrape the Moons suface and you will find a delicate Castello Blue Cream Cheese.
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
Title Optional
Hypocracy Mandatory. Gullibility Mandatory. Insensitivity Mandatory. Obesity Mandatory. Immaturity Mandatory. Childishness Mandatory. Monarchy Mandatory. Capitalism Mandatory. Conservatism Mandatory. Terrorism Mandatory. Corruption Mandatory. Incompetence Mandatory. Socialism Mandatory. Dictatorship Mandatory. Militarism Mandatory. Liberalism Mandatory. Bhuddism Mandatory. Islam Mandatory. Christianity Mandatory. Judaism Mandatory. Hinduism Mandatory. Vedism Mandatory. Hatred Mandatory. Anarchy Mandatory. Jealousy Mandatory. Nationalism Mandatory. Fascism Mandatory. Racism Mandatory. Lies Mandatory. Hypocracy Mandatory. Obesity Mandatory. Heart Disease Mandatory. Cancer Mandatory. Idiocy Mandatory. Eco-Nazism Mandatory. All of us Humans. Of all Five Colours. Wherever we be. Whatever we do. However we "see" ourselves. What do we call ourselves now?. How about shallow nitpickers?. Or celebrity obsessed morons?. Or religious hypocrits?. Or Democrats?. Or Socialists?. Or Revolutionaries. Or just plain "nice folks"?. Or supporters of oligarchy  policies?. Or immature backpackers?. Or government assassins of integrity?. Or juicy *********** Or swift tongued ******** ticklers?. no matter how many lie dead or injured as a result of our obfuscation and avoidance. As if poets have the explanation to life except in strings of meaningless associated but fine sounding words. When "poets" are the voluntary slaves of Mind and Conditioned Identity.. As if poets had the ***** to go beyond all these things. As if . Scrape the Moons suface and you will find a delicate Castello Blue Cream Cheese.
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Among the most necessary things for the survival of intellectual constructs (such as personal rights, privileges, and information in general) is the notion of Satyagraha, as coined by Gandhi: The notion of Peaceful Non-Compliance to the ******** of your time. It is truly Compassion manifest. Civil Disobedience is a Virtue of which you will never hear in our Schools or Churches or on packages at Wal-Mart or from Politicians. Civil Disobedience is the Voice that cannot be taken until your Death. Civil Disobedience is the Music and pulse of a truly living Culture. Civil Disobedience is the respectful denial to conform to the laws imposed and policies enacted by those who are undeserving of such power, or those who abuse the power they so grandiosely wield. Civil Disobedience is necessary for the survival of a thriving popular Democracy, and thus is punished by the Authoritarians who use Democracy as a veil for Totalitarianism. Civil Disobedience is the only vote you'll ever be guaranteed in your life. It is Democracy seeking refuge in Vigilantism, It is Anarchy embodying the greater good. It is what must be done in the face of Oppression by Authority. I most sincerely and personally maintain: Civil Disobedience is a Virtue, Civil Disobedience is a Need, Civil Disobedience is a Philosophy. Civil Disobedience is Peace and Harmony in the faces of Chaos and Tyranny. Civil Disobedience; Peaceful Non-Compliance Respectful Dissent Informed Resistance. Pacifism is not for the faint of Heart. -\- *Then again, the options are few when we couldn't fight back if we needed to.*
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 7:43 PM UTC
Satyagraha [Peaceful Non-Compliance]
Among the most necessary things for the survival of intellectual constructs (such as personal rights, privileges, and information in general) is the notion of Satyagraha, as coined by Gandhi: The notion of Peaceful Non-Compliance to the ******** of your time. It is truly Compassion manifest. Civil Disobedience is a Virtue of which you will never hear in our Schools or Churches or on packages at Wal-Mart or from Politicians. Civil Disobedience is the Voice that cannot be taken until your Death. Civil Disobedience is the Music and pulse of a truly living Culture. Civil Disobedience is the respectful denial to conform to the laws imposed and policies enacted by those who are undeserving of such power, or those who abuse the power they so grandiosely wield. Civil Disobedience is necessary for the survival of a thriving popular Democracy, and thus is punished by the Authoritarians who use Democracy as a veil for Totalitarianism. Civil Disobedience is the only vote you'll ever be guaranteed in your life. It is Democracy seeking refuge in Vigilantism, It is Anarchy embodying the greater good. It is what must be done in the face of Oppression by Authority. I most sincerely and personally maintain: Civil Disobedience is a Virtue, Civil Disobedience is a Need, Civil Disobedience is a Philosophy. Civil Disobedience is Peace and Harmony in the faces of Chaos and Tyranny. Civil Disobedience; Peaceful Non-Compliance Respectful Dissent Informed Resistance. Pacifism is not for the faint of Heart. -\- *Then again, the options are few when we couldn't fight back if we needed to.*
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resuming vogon poetry altering website logos pretending everyone cares playing "east hastings" asphyxiating well-nigh denouement depicting twitter status obfuscating coincident deletions translating from Sḵwx̱wú7mesh assuring Sḵwx̱wú7mesh exists painting skwiḵw's mother? decrying micropolitical maelstrom imbibing fireball fountain inundating lexical foofaraw crafting poetic wonders desiring other mediums remaining practically invisible ending internet-only depression drafting noetic blunders requesting astute clique blazing perilous trail aging ominous grisaille depicting kmart realism seeking darker groups increasing pre-weekend laughter appropriating communist symbols making lone chuckle offending worldwide communists colonizing hello poetry colonizing parallel universe relaxing e-migration policies пить чистую водку photographing abduction scene ¿losing consistent format? increasing bluebird insignia avoiding frivolous legalities striking astraphobic comments assuming near-universal automation lowering latent inhibition traversing oneiric plane laxwadding afebrile loodies wallscaping pitchsourced chthonicities closing one-star conveniences sharing alien-looking alphabet writing system downtimes
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 7:42 PM UTC
201509-w1
I've just joined the Liberal Democrats, My mates reckon they're all a bunch of ***** But I say "what do you know?", "I've read their entire manifesto". Well that was a lie, If ever I've told one, In truth I know maybe 5, Policies of theirs and then I'm done. But what's the point in all of this, Cameron says "hug a hoodie", What could be next?, Give a burglar a kiss? Oh well it's all a guessing game, At the end of the day, No politician has a sense of shame, And no shortage of cash on their payday. When I turn 18, What do I do?, Vote for the colour I like best, Or speak the truth? Debates and elections, Aren't really democratic, Cause no ministers have the courage, To make their policies stick.
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Jun 3, 2011
Jun 3, 2011 at 12:36 AM UTC
Democracy... really?
Rules, policies and conflicts imprison you. Protest and righteousness freed you. In America, we called it segregation. Twisted words of countries like South Africa called it Apartheid. Separation of the races accepted as legal at a certain time. What about injustice that makes ANY race feels correct? But like that old saying goes, things changes with time. Which Nelson Mandela you eventually saw within your life time. It's always those that faced the harshness of trouble that's the most forgiving. And many of times, it's the innocent prisoner. You led. While holding onto no grudge. You stood strong against those that refused to change. In America that's still a familiar ring. Ghandi, King and others fought with words. Similar to the qualities and traits of our Lord Jesus. It's always the peacekeepers that showcase the hate. While the supporters of wars stay quiet silently supporting the crime. So, so long Nelson. God's waiting for your soul. You serve your purpose. You serve your goal. Nelson Mandela, son of the motherland. You will always be remember, as a good man.
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Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 7:55 PM UTC
Nelson(So Long)
If I were ruler of all nations... As one of Gods creations There would be policies created from this societies frustrations I wouldn't waste your time... In fact doing so would be a crime It wouldn't be about politics with all it's dirt & grime It would be about the people It would ensure our rights are equal Spread to all from high above, preached atop the highest steeple And I wouldn't be afraid to say... That expiring some freedoms may be the only way And that would mean taking certain peoples "rights" away Some freedoms are given away too easily They should require much harder accessibility Which will aid in the filtration of humanity One right I would retrieve because it's abuse is so hard to believe I'd make it official that not all persons would have the right to conceive Not unless certain criteria are met, I'd have certain rules that would be set I'd put a hold on this right until one disproves their ignorant And since ignorance is bred I wouldn't allow our future to continue to be mislead Stuck in communities that will never get ahead If I were faced with this position, I have no doubt in my disposition Life skills would be taught in school, a required graduation precondition I'd advocate the importance of community Gone would be the privilege of immunity And with it would go all feelings of disunity To ensure all are exposed to equal possibility Early education would include lessons on life & moral responsibility To ensure guidance to all despite personal accessibility I'd replace things like algebra and womans lit with classes on life knowledge It's more important that the youth learn financal stability and manners, those who want to learn the square root of X can take that major in college Priority should be that each leaves high school with the tools to survive Each would leave with equal opportunity to prosper and to thrive Oh if I ruled the world!!
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Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 8:44 AM UTC
If I Ruled The World
If I were ruler of all nations... As one of Gods creations There would be policies created from this societies frustrations I wouldn't waste your time... In fact doing so would be a crime It wouldn't be about politics with all it's dirt & grime It would be about the people It would ensure our rights are equal Spread to all from high above, preached atop the highest steeple And I wouldn't be afraid to say... That expiring some freedoms may be the only way And that would mean taking certain peoples "rights" away Some freedoms are given away too easily They should require much harder accessibility Which will aid in the filtration of humanity One right I would retrieve because it's abuse is so hard to believe I'd make it official that not all persons would have the right to conceive Not unless certain criteria are met, I'd have certain rules that would be set I'd put a hold on this right until one disproves their ignorant And since ignorance is bred I wouldn't allow our future to continue to be mislead Stuck in communities that will never get ahead If I were faced with this position, I have no doubt in my disposition Life skills would be taught in school, a required graduation precondition I'd advocate the importance of community Gone would be the privilege of immunity And with it would go all feelings of disunity To ensure all are exposed to equal possibility Early education would include lessons on life & moral responsibility To ensure guidance to all despite personal accessibility I'd replace things like algebra and womans lit with classes on life knowledge It's more important that the youth learn financal stability and manners, those who want to learn the square root of X can take that major in college Priority should be that each leaves high school with the tools to survive Each would leave with equal opportunity to prosper and to thrive Oh if I ruled the world!!
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Distance traveled time spent's dynamic progressiveness, existentially transcendental's clairaudience clairvoyance.  Metaphysical mystique’s  evolutionally metamorphic futurity's fatidic incarnate.  Due yesterday’s retrospectively retroactive.  Protractive analyses' dimensional delineations.  Enigma entity’s dexterously tactile acuity and coordinated agility on the identity crisis.  Cerebral cortex’s ****** matrix to synaptic syntax semantics.  Prospectus perplexity surreally sublime.  Quagmire quandary’s poshly plush.  Who am I to think I can conception of the infinite supply?  Even the syntactics of eclectic synectics pale by compare to the atrociously impetuous impudence in pugnaciously audacious.  Impromptu innuendo's juncture.   Imagination’s immaturities are psychic clarity’s entelechy to evolutional tenants élan vital.  Fiduciary principle's financially responsible fiscal policies.   Mercenary mendacity's plenary plenipotentiary.  Innocuous noumenal verity, mystic symbiotic’s chicanery dynamism fealties.  Proximity parameter’s perimeter peripherals, vicinity victuals to vigilante villain,   propinquity habitation’s harbingers of harangued.  The question remains on the tribal:  how can I stand next to the person I’m standing next to if I’m carrying on right through them.  It’s the trajectory extant in spatiotemporal's telemetry tactician.  Well graspy greedy on the stingy frugal to mingy minion and paw flaw laws claws on it.  Get a glove, objectified manifest’s diminutive minutia iota’s of self-inductive interstitial extrapolation.  Detinue perfective.  Traveling down this obtusely overt contusion in my vehicular contrivance convection convolution.  Nimbus nimiety exorcism’s aura roan to rainbow mare.  Unicorn railway nails.  Swarthy ******** swath swizzles on the sweaty swelter swerve to verve.
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May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 12:10 PM UTC
Astral Projection's Existential Hubris
Distance traveled time spent's dynamic progressiveness, existentially transcendental's clairaudience clairvoyance.  Metaphysical mystique’s  evolutionally metamorphic futurity's fatidic incarnate.  Due yesterday’s retrospectively retroactive.  Protractive analyses' dimensional delineations.  Enigma entity’s dexterously tactile acuity and coordinated agility on the identity crisis.  Cerebral cortex’s ****** matrix to synaptic syntax semantics.  Prospectus perplexity surreally sublime.  Quagmire quandary’s poshly plush.  Who am I to think I can conception of the infinite supply?  Even the syntactics of eclectic synectics pale by compare to the atrociously impetuous impudence in pugnaciously audacious.  Impromptu innuendo's juncture.   Imagination’s immaturities are psychic clarity’s entelechy to evolutional tenants élan vital.  Fiduciary principle's financially responsible fiscal policies.   Mercenary mendacity's plenary plenipotentiary.  Innocuous noumenal verity, mystic symbiotic’s chicanery dynamism fealties.  Proximity parameter’s perimeter peripherals, vicinity victuals to vigilante villain,   propinquity habitation’s harbingers of harangued.  The question remains on the tribal:  how can I stand next to the person I’m standing next to if I’m carrying on right through them.  It’s the trajectory extant in spatiotemporal's telemetry tactician.  Well graspy greedy on the stingy frugal to mingy minion and paw flaw laws claws on it.  Get a glove, objectified manifest’s diminutive minutia iota’s of self-inductive interstitial extrapolation.  Detinue perfective.  Traveling down this obtusely overt contusion in my vehicular contrivance convection convolution.  Nimbus nimiety exorcism’s aura roan to rainbow mare.  Unicorn railway nails.  Swarthy ******** swath swizzles on the sweaty swelter swerve to verve.
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We the pixies clench our buttocks..... Or up yours Dave... There is tell of a foetid rancid hellish hole in the wild wood, only visible by half light - every leap year, where thick knobbed hairy arsed gnomes plot the buggering of slim hipped virginal pixies. they sit cross legged on woolsacks- knitting ****** shaped thorny policies for the inevitable insertion, the thickest of **** and hairiest of **** get to chew upon the sweetmeat of the mythical proletariat in perpetuity as a stipend for their buggery,,, or so the tale goes...
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Feb 10, 2011
Feb 10, 2011 at 11:43 AM UTC
"- We the Pixies clench our buttocks -"
So This... “ Cancel Culture “... Now Seems To Be Structured... To... RESTRICT Numbers... And Now Be The CONDUCTOR... !!! of What Folks Say And What Gets Played... Via TV Or Stage And WHO Gets Paid... As If THEY Are Some SPECIAL Class... Who Know How Far Free Speech Should Go... !?! But It Seems As Though They’re A Little LATE... !!! Where EXACTLY Were They When The... KKK... Used To ****** Slaves Just Because of Their Race... !!! Oh, Because These Days, Things Have REALLY Changed... Are These People INSANE... And NOT Using Their Brains... ?!? Because We STILL Have SLAVES... !!! And Heads Who CLEARLY Want To DICTATE... Are They Cancelling THEM... Or Doing What THEY SAY... !?! Or Just Causing PROBLEMS... Over Gender And Race... ?!? Well Some It Now Seems... Who’ve Made BIG MONEY... !!! Are UNCOMFORTABLE With... Them... CANCELLING... !!! When It Comes To Free Speech... And Indeed The Arts Because of Policies... That Seem To STINK Like FARTS... !!! Have They Cancelled BOMBS... Or RACIST... Sitcoms... Oh Yes NOW They Have... !!! AFTER These Shows Have... Made PLENTY of CASH... And Been Shown Across Lands... ... INTERNATIONALLY... !!! On TV’s AND Indeed BIG SCREENS... !!! REPEATEDLY For The World To See... So Where Have They Been... ?!? BEFORE Gender Themes... And... INEQUALITIES... Became The Very Fabric of SOCIETIES... ?!? Where APPARENTLY... ... EVERYBODY Was FREE... To Be Who They Wanna Be... Well That’s A FALLACY... That’s NOT REALITY... !!! Just Like PIPE DREAMS... !!! Oh But SUDDENLY... !!! These New CANCEL POLICE... Are CANCELLING... And Now DAMAGING... !!! The Careers of Those... Who WON’T Be Controlled... !!! Like Those Who Speak... What They Want... FREELY... !!! So They Can CANCEL ME... !!! Cos That’s How I NOW BE... !!! NOT Some HUMAN SHEEP... For Them To Shepherd And Keep... In Some PENITENTIARY... Just Because of Free Speech... That DOESN’T Tread... “ Lightly “... Cos’ I ALREADY KNOW... How... CANCELLING Goes... !!! Because It’s Really Not New... It’s What Censors Do... !!! But Here’s Some TRUTH... To UPSET Their Crews... !!! It’s One Rule For THEM... But NOT The Same For You... !!! If You’re NOT ONE... Who’ll Keep Your Mouth SHUT... To APPEASE These Teams... Who Now Want TOTAL CONTROL... !!! That’s Just The Way That The Story Now Goes... NO Bambi Or THUMPER To Be Some Foot Drummer... !!! Just A Breed of Vultures... Now Willing To PUNCTURE... Careers Like BAD Plumbers... !!! Whose Force Has A Cause... Now Trying To ENFORCE.. What Should Be Put ASUNDER... This... TRULY RIDICULOUS... !!! ..... “ Cancel Culture “..... !!!
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Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 2:41 AM UTC
“Cancel Culture” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 8/7/2020
So This... “ Cancel Culture “... Now Seems To Be Structured... To... RESTRICT Numbers... And Now Be The CONDUCTOR... !!! of What Folks Say And What Gets Played... Via TV Or Stage And WHO Gets Paid... As If THEY Are Some SPECIAL Class... Who Know How Far Free Speech Should Go... !?! But It Seems As Though They’re A Little LATE... !!! Where EXACTLY Were They When The... KKK... Used To ****** Slaves Just Because of Their Race... !!! Oh, Because These Days, Things Have REALLY Changed... Are These People INSANE... And NOT Using Their Brains... ?!? Because We STILL Have SLAVES... !!! And Heads Who CLEARLY Want To DICTATE... Are They Cancelling THEM... Or Doing What THEY SAY... !?! Or Just Causing PROBLEMS... Over Gender And Race... ?!? Well Some It Now Seems... Who’ve Made BIG MONEY... !!! Are UNCOMFORTABLE With... Them... CANCELLING... !!! When It Comes To Free Speech... And Indeed The Arts Because of Policies... That Seem To STINK Like FARTS... !!! Have They Cancelled BOMBS... Or RACIST... Sitcoms... Oh Yes NOW They Have... !!! AFTER These Shows Have... Made PLENTY of CASH... And Been Shown Across Lands... ... INTERNATIONALLY... !!! On TV’s AND Indeed BIG SCREENS... !!! REPEATEDLY For The World To See... So Where Have They Been... ?!? BEFORE Gender Themes... And... INEQUALITIES... Became The Very Fabric of SOCIETIES... ?!? Where APPARENTLY... ... EVERYBODY Was FREE... To Be Who They Wanna Be... Well That’s A FALLACY... That’s NOT REALITY... !!! Just Like PIPE DREAMS... !!! Oh But SUDDENLY... !!! These New CANCEL POLICE... Are CANCELLING... And Now DAMAGING... !!! The Careers of Those... Who WON’T Be Controlled... !!! Like Those Who Speak... What They Want... FREELY... !!! So They Can CANCEL ME... !!! Cos That’s How I NOW BE... !!! NOT Some HUMAN SHEEP... For Them To Shepherd And Keep... In Some PENITENTIARY... Just Because of Free Speech... That DOESN’T Tread... “ Lightly “... Cos’ I ALREADY KNOW... How... CANCELLING Goes... !!! Because It’s Really Not New... It’s What Censors Do... !!! But Here’s Some TRUTH... To UPSET Their Crews... !!! It’s One Rule For THEM... But NOT The Same For You... !!! If You’re NOT ONE... Who’ll Keep Your Mouth SHUT... To APPEASE These Teams... Who Now Want TOTAL CONTROL... !!! That’s Just The Way That The Story Now Goes... NO Bambi Or THUMPER To Be Some Foot Drummer... !!! Just A Breed of Vultures... Now Willing To PUNCTURE... Careers Like BAD Plumbers... !!! Whose Force Has A Cause... Now Trying To ENFORCE.. What Should Be Put ASUNDER... This... TRULY RIDICULOUS... !!! ..... “ Cancel Culture “..... !!!
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If you want to make a profit (and the morality is grey) Dehumanize the victim and you'll be well on your way. In a country that's divided, and declining by the hour. Your sins will be forgiven by the Autocrats in power. As, once upon a time, in our then divided land Slavery was acceptable because a black was not a man. Then black people were possessions and very few were free. They knew the lash, they knew the rod, They knew not dignity. Now fetuses are parasites- not considered human beings Abortion is big business the cash cow of their dreams Fifty million have been murdered with no end on the horizon. ****** it appears, is acceptable as long as it's not you dying.) Someday you'll be old and gray- and have an awful cough Please don't be surprised or shocked if they opt to write you off. The weak and the disabled, those feeble minded or not spry can blame our liberality when it comes their turn to die. Eighty years its been since Adolf ****** rose to power Little children sang his praises too- and darkness had it's hour. Note:Nazi eugenics were **** Germany's racially based social policies that placed the improvement of the Aryan race through eugenics at the center of Nazis ideology. Those humans were targeted who were identified as "life unworthy of life" (German: Lebensunwertes Leben), including but not limited to the criminal, degenerate, dissident, feeble-minded, homosexual, idle, insane, and the weak, for elimination from the chain of heredity. More than 400,000 people were sterilized against their will, while 70,000 were killed under Action T4, a "euthanasia" program.[1][2] (They will call it choice until the choice is there's alone) Funny but many will call me a reactionary racist for my position against abortion but there have been millions of black Americans aborted, just as planned parenthood's founder intended.I would not make all abortions illegal as I believe that I shouldn't legislate morality. I think they should be rare, legal and safe.
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 9:02 PM UTC
Life unworthy of Life?
If you want to make a profit (and the morality is grey) Dehumanize the victim and you'll be well on your way. In a country that's divided, and declining by the hour. Your sins will be forgiven by the Autocrats in power. As, once upon a time, in our then divided land Slavery was acceptable because a black was not a man. Then black people were possessions and very few were free. They knew the lash, they knew the rod, They knew not dignity. Now fetuses are parasites- not considered human beings Abortion is big business the cash cow of their dreams Fifty million have been murdered with no end on the horizon. ****** it appears, is acceptable as long as it's not you dying.) Someday you'll be old and gray- and have an awful cough Please don't be surprised or shocked if they opt to write you off. The weak and the disabled, those feeble minded or not spry can blame our liberality when it comes their turn to die. Eighty years its been since Adolf ****** rose to power Little children sang his praises too- and darkness had it's hour. Note:Nazi eugenics were **** Germany's racially based social policies that placed the improvement of the Aryan race through eugenics at the center of Nazis ideology. Those humans were targeted who were identified as "life unworthy of life" (German: Lebensunwertes Leben), including but not limited to the criminal, degenerate, dissident, feeble-minded, homosexual, idle, insane, and the weak, for elimination from the chain of heredity. More than 400,000 people were sterilized against their will, while 70,000 were killed under Action T4, a "euthanasia" program.[1][2] (They will call it choice until the choice is there's alone) Funny but many will call me a reactionary racist for my position against abortion but there have been millions of black Americans aborted, just as planned parenthood's founder intended.I would not make all abortions illegal as I believe that I shouldn't legislate morality. I think they should be rare, legal and safe.
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How wonderful it would be to be a cat just lay in the sun on your comfy pedestal looking down at your caretakers not having to worry about college relationships money cars christmas birthdays world hunger war government policies healthcare jobs sounds like perfection unless you're a stray *that **** would ****
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 11:33 AM UTC
To Be A Cat