On youtube   :)   https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=75&v=klQvlZQTfrI

They cannot silence the human being evoking life. All threads in the fabric of life are needed; "..we(e),...", can't allow it to be torn asunder. Urgently separating the real religion which all religions, etc., are a front for, avarice, from the State, as dictated by our Constitution, must be done; if not humanity's extinction will result- and almost all until then was just the premeditated mass-murder of 7 billion in ever more various and myriad forms.

On   :)   https://plus.google.com/u/0/+realitywon

In response to her poem: "Resist them my people resist them' :)
Heartwrenching, veracious and lyrical epic poem; thanx for the oppurtunity to read. The devastation of peace's hope lost when king george and his dick, cheney, fabricated a 'Middle East Peace Summit' in his second term, without the Palestinians of Gaza, a large % of all Palestinians, could not be evoked here. Before that, yet after they purposely didn't prevent the attacks on 9-11-01, in a more hopeful time, I wrote the following twig of poetree, I would be honored to share here, if you allow.



rahim


Is man deserted in the Middle East?
Does it bleed him as we bleed the earth,
The fouling of one sky always following?
How could the sons of Isaac and Ishmael,
So, not remember their way? Thinking
They're choosing peacing and warring on
Each other for delusional profits, pleasures,
While sanguine sands mark their real loss
Of life, humanities' loss of time.

Wasn't it written, God is watching and
We are returning, as the home of heart
In a child beckons the man that becomes?
Isn't it so, our souls call to us in silences?
Yet, still, only the military machine rolls.
What is, or could be, heard by any above this?

A woman martyr, 18, imploded by the lies
Taught to her from U.S. written, donated
Textbooks, explodes, taking hers
And others lives from us. Same as
The shining Sun seems to divine famine.
Here, clouds relent, watering soil,
Cleansing spiritually, some mind's eyes.

While the media's constant chides of,
"You're not the earth, reality isn't your
Womb, rather, a tomb divined",
Though, only smoke and mirrors, divide.
Yet, the life, indivisible, defies, a flower
Blossoms, Michaelangelo's on high roll by,
An avian's trill still rings true.

So, what of me and you.
Will we allow individual injustices to go
Unchallenged, devolving into global ones?
Our freedoms to wither, for, we didn't
Exercise our responsibilities? Death's
Dirge to purge our evolutionary calling?
Manifest destiny's rag to drag us through
Their mud, determining the unactuation
Of life, our and large mammals extinction?

Or, will birdsong be sung
Of what we've done?
Let not the only tear to eye be their
Destined flood. Let our sojourns longing
Redefine the sublime in mornings
Awakening. Let life at humanities' hearth
Grow, our being veracity and loving sow.



As life, you're indivisible and your potential illimitable, as your poetry relays; thanx again for all you do and don't. An Ally, reality,
james nordlund