"reclassified" poems
We live in a time of uncertainty
No jobs
Climate change
Mass killings
warnings of pandemics
Where is our utopia
where is our heaven on Earth
1900's we had
San Fransisco's earthquake
McKinley was assassinated
First Nobel prize
The Tunguska Event
nothing as changed in my eyes
1910's we had
Spanish flu
The sinking of the unsinkable ship, the Titanic
and World War 1
What else is needed to say about this decade
nothing changed as the human race lived on
1920's we had
Discovery of penicillin
The great depression
and prohibition
1930's we had
Bonnie and Clyde
Hindenburg disaster
Discovery of Pluto
Al Capone imprisoned
1940's we had
World War 2
Mount Rushmore completed
Big bang theory formulated
Israel founded
Nothing changed but who knew
1950's we had
Castro becomes Dictator of Cuba
Laika the dog goes into space
Korean War began
History never changed and neither will the Human Race
1960's we had
The rise of the Berlin wall
First man on the moon
Vietnam War
Nothing changed and won't any time soon
1970's we had
First test tube baby
Tangshan Earthquake
Kent state shootings
Elvis died
1980's we had
Chernobyl
Tiananmen square massacre
Exxon oil spill
Nothing changed and never will
1990's we had
Oklahoma city bombing
Princess Diana died
Columbine massacre
World Trade Center bombed
End of the Cold War
2000's we had
Hurricane Katrina
Pluto reclassified
Obama elected
September 11th
2010's we had
Haiti Earthquake
Japan Earthquake
Bin Laden killed
BP oil spill
England riots
Brazil riots
China banned time travel.
We're only 4 years in.
**** sapiens are nearly 200,000 years old
nothing changed
and never will
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 6:07 AM UTC
It’s good to be hated! But I know my name…
hate, blackened, misshapen, ugly, unnatural,
yet
how it clarifies the mind, like a cupped hand
carrying clear, cold, brook water to dry mouth,
to shock, enliven, resets resets, all your priorities
with alacrity, a word I prefer cause it is an intuitive
combo of eagerness + alarm, suddenly much of the
trivial is no longer worthy of your ‘to do’ list,
you, without thinking, DNA filter your filters,
those screens that digest, then reject & reflect
the inputs ongoings around you, and you are now
reclassified! by the hate surrounding, it declassifies
the time wastrels, reinterpreting most everything
on a bipolar scale of 1 or 10, there are no shades,
the middle ground of gray be fully eliminated,
just like those who wish to
eliminate
me.
in a palette of black or white, your
e +e,
(essence and existence) cannot be ever
a gray area, yes, of course, the sunshine
is yellow bright, and the grass is spring
flushed green, the multicolored daffodils
newly define colors varietal, and the waves
of the Sound, roll relentlessly, but hate can be
coated, camouflaged and subtle disguised, but
we know, oh how we know, and how we wanted
to ***forget, our “sins”, our original liabilities of
our multi colored skins, our religion, our race & ethnicity,***
but NOT our names!
the Rabbis tell us that God nearly did not keep
his promise to Abraham, to rescue his progeny
from slavery in Egypt but saved them only because:
‘On account of four things Israel was redeemed
from Egypt: they did not change their names, they
did not change their language, they did not speak
slander and not even one of them was found to be
promiscuous.’^
I know my name; and though you cannot distinguish
me by dress, know not my moral life, but now you
know my name,
given to me by my parents, in the language of my ancestors:
Mordecai Netanel ben (son of) Eliyahu Chaim
Per my family lore, as told to me by my parents, our
family fled from Spain because of the Inquisition (1478),
settled in a small town in Germany on the banks
of the river Lippe; and from the shtetls of Poland,
and those who survived or avoided the Holocaust
ultimately left Europe, came here, to the land of
the free, the United States of America with names,
in their language, with memories intact.
I will not flee this country,
for I know my true name,
inscribed in my pores, in my
DNA
<>
(but should I have to…there is a sanctuary.)
May 2 2024
May 2, 2024
May 2, 2024 at 9:24 PM UTC
I'm a big fish in a small pond
I dream big
I see strong
I dig deep
To find what's wrong
Bring it to the surface
Where it belongs
To be processed
and addressed;
Reclassified
To bring me closer to success.
Jul 22, 2021
Jul 22, 2021 at 3:26 AM UTC
Lover
Reclassified
as
chauffeur
as
my words
drove
you
away.
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 12:32 PM UTC
// Internal System Log: CORRUPTED
// Status: [St@bil!ty = ]
// Emotional Containment Protocol: UNSUCCESSFUL
⸻
BEGIN REPORT:
Input()Input()Input()Input()Input()Input()Input—
[[TooMu.ch//Prcssing]]
[[Intake>Breathe>Breathe>STOP]]
[[Overload threshold breached: 147%]]
[[SILENCE REQUESTED—but no mute function exists.]]
:: Ceiling fan = bl@des.
:: Light = thorns behind the eyes.
:: Voice (x3) = collision.
Smell-of-metal
Sound-of-thought
Feel-of-cloth
= same weight
!!!
Every thread = a scream.
Every hum = a map of somewhere I cannot go.
I f e e l t o o m u c h
B@ckgr()und noise reclassified: Hostile
Texture = LANGUAGE
Light = WEAPON
Breath = HEAVY::LOUD::VISIBLE
⸻
MEMORY ATTEMPT: BLOCKED
Recall = corrupted.
Syntax folding in on self.
:: error_rpt ::
“it’s_too_loud”
“it’s_too_now”
“i_was_built_wrong”
[[Containment sequence failed.]]
[[Masking loop frozen mid-loop.]]
:: Body = too connected
:: Skin = antenna
:: Thoughts = UNIVERSE EXPERIENCING ITSELF
Request:
—s h u t d o w n—
—p a u s e—
—decre@se awareness—
ERROR. No exits.
⸻
Voice modulation: SILENCED
Eye contact: NO ACCESS
Tongue: SYSTEM JAMMED
Hands: mimic comfort sequence [looping…looping…]
Body: offline
Presence: simulated
Pain: everywhere
Witness: no one
⸻
:: Let them call this dramatic
:: Let them call this a phase
:: Let them call this poetry
:: They are not inside this moment.
—
! s o m u c h i n h e r e
…still…
i do not want to leave.
i just want it all
to
slow
d o w
n
⸻
[TRANSMISSION: TERMINATED]
Final ping: [[I_am_still_here]]
Recovery window: unknown
System will reboot once internal volume falls below threat levels.
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 8:30 PM UTC
America
Where have you gone?
You are the government
Your people are gone
No longer there
or by the people
Truth is abstract and twisted
to fit your narrative
Speech is reclassified and censored
by your minions
To undersatnd you...
I must think and hear the opposite
of what is said
My home and church
are no longer my sanctuary
You monitor my prayers and dreams
Cancel them to create a religion
of your own
To be obeyed
The sun is setting
We are leaderless and disenfranchised
As you play divide and conquer
To maintain and consolidate control
Unity is otherwise
For knowledge would be found
In the otherwise
Setting the people free
to come and take its place
At the table of government
by the people
Again
Apr 21, 2022
Apr 21, 2022 at 5:27 PM UTC