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Rise Rats, Rise! – A Poem by Dave 1289

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It should be a privilege to steer the ‘great’ ship,
not freewill to pillage and sell and betray.
The spoon of the privileged scoops only to gain,
like pirates they strip all our assets away

They kill off our lifeline: protection and health
and drown out the warning of social destruct.
Their privatisation is pleasing their greed,
so now we’re in need of a social erupt

‘Cause rats in battalions slay silver-spooned
stallions and now it is our time to rise!
We’ll bring down these fat cats, and make right their
wrong acts; together, we will turn the tide.

Enslaved by systemic poisonous feed,
ensuring the rats can’t get near the elite.
In black, tax-payed limos they deal for the few
as globalised greed eats up homes on our street

They just keep on pushing the unjust divide
and burn all our bridges so riches can thrive.
While building their walls to keep out the reaper,
the rats keep on racing but now we must rise

‘Cause rats in battalions slay silver-spooned
stallions and now it is our time to rise!
We’ll bring down these fat cats, and make right their
wrong acts; together, we will turn the tide.

Deceit and deception the soil for their seed
but rats cannot ask or reap what they sow:
a harvest to feed their insatiable want.
They twist at the truth to protect all they grow

The artery to the heart of corruption
and we need to block their unjustly flow…
They sell plastic promise; the price is neglect.
We must ensure that it’s their time to go.

So rise rats, rise!

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A Pediatrician's Wish – A Poem by Stan Morrison

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I wish for a world free of child-soldiers
with no land mines, no nuclear bombs and no guided missiles
sent by misguided leaders, demonizing others, stocking arsenals
a world where people prevail over profits
and education uses up the defense budgets
a world of loving neighborhoods
without betrayal, abuse or neglect
no little girls forced into pregnancy
to please old men without ambition.

I wish for a world where politicians become agents of mercy
guided by the universal precepts of abundance and charity
with policies stated in simple sentences without deceit
a world of clean air, clean water and clear skies above
where Dr. King’s dreams materialize with no compromise
where everyone’s talents naturally flourish
dream your own fabulous dreams
sleeping safely in your cozy beds.

A World Too Dark Too Often – A Poem by Donal Mahoney

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Julie owns a cat that roams.
Recently he’s been stopping at
Jack and Brenda’s house where
Brenda’s mourning her cat’s death.
Brenda cries except when Julie’s cat
comes around. Tuffy is his name

When Tuffy visits Brenda’s house
he never wants to leave.
He thinks he’s gone to heaven.
He gets tuna, milk and a
forever petting that turns his
purring up full throttle.
Brenda loves to hear it.

Jack finally tells Julie her cat’s
bonded with his wife and
he doesn’t know what to do.
He takes Tuffy home and the cat
comes back again the next day.
But Julie isn’t disturbed at all.
She visits Brenda and tells her
Tuffy’s your cat from now on,

a gift from one heart to another.
Brenda weeps with joy and starts
petting Tuffy who drools and purrs
like a train coming out of a tunnel.
Jack’s amazed to see the light
one act of kindness can shine
on a world too dark too often.

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I Still Think | Alan Inman

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I still think
there is a kindness
in people
buried somewhere deep
there is a healing property
a possibility in the quiet hum
there is a door
wide open to a better life
a better place
a better frame of being.

Uni-Verse | Langley Shazor

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Creatively clashed
The dissonance sounds strange
Untrained ears
Give it time
The longer you listen
Each part individual
Yet collectively magnificent
Music is magic
And our entire world sings
You simply
Tune in
Contrary to popular belief
Synergistic relationships become
Mutually beneficial
Harmony
One voice
One sound
Melodic
This is a song
We all know
Raise your head
Open your mouth
Make a joyful noise
With auditory acuity
An expanded cranial cavity
All can be heard
Singularly as well as collaboratively

No Walls | Langley Shazor

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The opportunity is there
We owe it to ourselves
If you haven’t
You must
Think beyond
Think outside
Just think

There is so much more
So much to experience
So much to life
I urge you
Think beyond
Think outside
Just think

Beyond borders
Beyond race
Beyond religion
Beyond differences
Wouldn’t that be freeing?
To think outside?
Just think

Starving | M Spear

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Give them food
to fill them –
Give them wisdom
to grow them –
A drink of fine
water, bite of hope
to sustain them.

Lake View | Langley Shazor

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If I may be so bold
Allow me to speak candidly
I am at a loss as to what friends are
Anyone who has ever been in my inner circle
Has tried to sabotage my life
Hurt me
Or walked away and left me stranded
Is this the degree of what friendship means?
Is this the measure of what a friendship is?
Perhaps all friends are temporary
Existing only to fill a void in whatever state a person currently
lives
There was a time when I was less than reputable
And only looked to serve my own interests
But even in that state
I could be counted on
Still
I faltered, as we all do
I have let people down
Could you consider this my comeuppance?
You reap what you sow
And there is always a harvest
I must first ration the poor work I have done
Before I can feast on the fruits of good labor
All things in turn maybe?
As painful as this is
It all circles back to me
I want to blame all of you for your blatant disregard for my feelings
Knowing full well I have scorned others similarly
Thinking back on who I was
Contemplating on who I am
Determining who I want to be
It is clear that each of those phases requires growth
And there are always growing pains
So I must be the first to examine myself
Let my conduct be the example
That I may continue to sow goodness, peace, charity, love
One day, there will be nothing left of a poor harvest
The famine will have subsided
Generosity reciprocated
But until that time
I will sift through varying degrees of rotten
In hopes of finding a small piece of nourishment
The old will pass away
Leaving the new
Revealing better
We will be better

Statistics | Langley Shazor

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Every second
Four babies are born
And two people die
Worldwide rates

Every second
We are given twice the opportunity
To teach love and equality
Instead of worldwide hate

Every second
Granted twice the chance
Change the course of history
Stave off worldwide fate

Titans | Langley Shazor

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The weight of the world
Is heavy upon Atlas’s shoulders
We should thank Zeus
That such a burden assigned
To one of immeasurable strength
Hercules
Samson
With great power,
Comes great responsibility
Like these
Resting is not an option
We have shown
We cannot control
Nor contain
Ourselves
In all our greatness
Unable to support
That which we are
Lighten the load
Even gods become weary
In welldoing

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