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When We Allow Things To Fall Apart

CATEGORY

just different

No, not at last! Now!

Today we must live free!

Now is the time

and the time is now

to liberate ourselves—

liberate ourselves

from our own chains—

chains that have clamped

themselves around our minds.

A wasted mind is just that: wasted—

Man’s creation; God never created waste!

Certainly, He never created slaves!

Let us not be as crabs in the bucket;

but as those that walk upon the banks

and across the sands of time.

Those patiently building fortitude—

sustaining challenges out of

as well as in the rivers and seas of this life.

Let us not be like “Humpty Dumpy”—Trump walled—

Finger ripped and pushed into “Things Fall Apart” pieces

that main-streamed democracy has had—Freely.

What a mockery of the national judiciary –Supreme and all?

Thus is the nature of today’s political Quantum Leap.

The Brave New World has now come full circle. Hunger Gang

tentacles insinuate their satanic influence upon the duped.

Once more and again it’s too late realized that you can’t

un-ring the bell once it has been rung—even if it was just in jest.

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		mlowe5 says: Indeed, love_supreme, when we allow things to fall apart, the scattered broken pieces speak the results---leading us to have to go about picking up the pieces to come back together in the struggle. Peace and Love. poems by this commentor POETIC NI... BECAUSE A COSMIC SCORE

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY mlowe5

MORE MOCKERY...

Gender equity,

Void in a democracy,

Shows its mockery:-

COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY

When your mind

the cocoon

of your spirit

releases

let the rhythmic wings

of your being

soar you

streamlining

the airways of life

with your essence

of healing words

of graceful liberation

to those cosmic beings

in the universe of life

awaiting their hydrating

oxidation of the onederful

onement of the oneness of

your onedering peace and love:-

SOAKED AND WET...+

Rain flowed down today,

Leaving my soul soaked and wet:

Blessed with healing grace:-

FORGET...???

Some things

you do not forget.

Tried to forget

to go to sleep once;

Tried to forget

to pee once;

Thought I forgot

to breathe once:-

TO THE PARTY OF THE POOR

Stop begging momey,

The vote wins the election;

Just beg fo votes:-

Our votes are priceless,

More powerful than gold;

And more respected:-

Poor and homeless vote,

Selecting who they feel cares:

Go focus on this!

UPWARD AND ONWARD... (ANOTHER MLOKU)

Gradually the stars and the full moon decided

to move onward,

And the golden dawn appeared with the bright sun

rising into daylight;

Blessed to be perpendicular, in labors of love, I

went forward:-i

GERMINATING GRASS

Green

Grass

Glowing

Gracefully growing

God’s great greeting Glory

VOTER AWARENESS AND POLITICAL WINDS...

As the American

Political world turns

Its winds of change

Are blowig with

An enormous increase

In voter pressure:-

To determine

The direction

In which these winds blow

Ironically the political

Pressure gradient force

Of the political parties

Seems to be focused

On money rather than

Political ideology:-

Thus let us ever

Be mindful that it is

Our Vote That Is The Sun

In the political forces

Determining the directions

In Which political winds blow:-

MEDALS OF LIBERTY

If Liberation was deemed

To be Gold,

The Emancipation must

Have been Silver,

With Desegregation being

Considered Bronze;

And this Crap going on today,

Must be Rusted Tin:-

FIRST PLACE

The finish line waits;

Be the first crossing over---

Labors of love done.