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Where the dike is lowest the water first runs over.
Where the dike (or dam) is lowest the water first runs over.
By gnawing through a dike, even a rat may drown a nation.
quote by Edmund Burke
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He who starts a lawsuit makes a hole in the dike.
Like seeks like--a scabbed horse and a sandy dike.
An Old Woman Carrying A Load
on a rumor
that the dike leaks and soon
shall give way
an old woman carrying a load
on her head
runs away looking like
a question mark
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In An Open Rice Field
in an open rice field
beside a dried mud-dike
a man stands on guard
a rat hides under the tree
the eagle flies above them
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There is incredible value in being of service to others. I think if most of the people in therapy offices were dragged out to put their finger in a dike, take up their place in a working line, they would be relieved of terrible burdens.
quote by Elizabeth Berg
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Let Me Go Home
I want to go home after this incident,
So let me go home.
Nike, like, dike, pike, bike, hike, mike;
And like the clouds of mercy across the horizon,
But with many roses in the land of my muse!
Whatever,
Whenever,
Wherever;
The surface of the deep is now frozen,
So let me go home.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Here On Earth …, There In Heaven…
Here on earth imperfection, there in heaven perfection
Here on earth discontent, there in heaven content
Here on earth disgrace, there in heaven grace
Here on earth disease, there in heaven ease
Here on earth hatred, there in heaven love
Here on earth war, there in heaven peace
Here on earth decay, there in heaven freshness
Here on earth selfish, there in heaven selfless
Here on earth oppression, there in heaven liberty
Here on earth agonize, there in heaven relax
It’s either on earth, or in heaven
The decision, all yours
poem by Obed Akuma
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Daily Guide
Daily guide,
A message from a tomato seller;
Daily guide,
A message from a plantain seller;
Nike, like, hike, mike, dike, bike, kike, pike!
And like the muse of sellers at 'Bosoma Market';
But there i met the products that i needed.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What The Heart Allows
thoughts on fire, pure desire,
even the violent pray for peace.
broken plans, empty hands,
burning flags and stormy seas....
wont buy the lie, it's live or die,
waiting for the clock to strike.
drunk with loss, done paid the cost,
too many fingers in the dike.
the first day of forever begins now.
tear it down, it doesnt matter how!
tired of lying lips and sacred cows....
the mind only buys what the heart allows!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Dry Land
this used to be a river
filled with fish
we used to catch some here
days and years
lump together and humans
pack up
rivers convert themselves
to cities for need of space
this one shall follow
it is not the sun that has
taken what it has
a tractor builds a dike
and takes all the water here
this is dry land
no fish, no water,
no moss, sand is filled
and rocks
delivered to make
out of this river
a new housing subdivision
at a higher cost
than money
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Red Stained the Earth
When white clouds filled the land
Red stained the earth
Thunder roared and lightning struck
Red stained the earth
Darkness devoured the soul
Red stained the earth
Smoke choked the air
Red stained the earth
Cries were loud but never heard
Red stained the earth
Words misunderstood
Red stained the earth
A compromise was in vain
Red stained the earth
Land was stripped of its beauty
Red stained the earth
Raped of dignity, honor and trust
Red stained the earth
Language lost, stories untold
Red stained the earth
No more tradition, no more culture
Red stained the earth
When white clouds filled the land
Red stained the earth
poem by Ema Bovoro
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Toasting With Cocktails
Say what you will,
But words plastered
Upon a damaged dike...
Will not contain a flushing storm,
Exposing the weakness
Of a foundation flawed.
No matter who says it is fortified,
To resist constant pounding...
Someone is going to feel the affects,
Of not putting words into action!
Accept those who are toasting with cocktails,
Ignoring the calls for help!
And too inebriated to distinguish between sounds
Of screams and their own laughter!
Believing they have been drenched by a massive martini,
Filled to the brim with floating olives...
And intoxicated with merriment descending upon them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Home Remains Sky
I will not return to earth
Once on the earth and the earth turned me down, only briefly with
I went back to the sky, I'm in heaven where my original
In the sky more beautiful in the sky over calm
Actually I had stayed at home on earth
Even now I miss her
But on earth I could scarcely recognize the permanence
So I'm just one or two times to the earth
I am the son of heaven who loves the sky
High and difficult to reach, or do not think anyone
After the sky I'm difficult and not easy to come back to earth
Only the rain was the tears that tell of the earth
Echoed devastated what is on earth
And I will continue in the sky
Before there was earth is really for me
Earth friendly and beautiful for me
So that's what eternity will tell their own
And we both lost in eternity swallow
Silence swallowed, swallowed by the beauty
Swallowed by time, into the night and day
Swallowed by love and affection both of us forever
poem by Irvan Hermawan Saichu
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Scurrying to Hide Their Self Servicing
Transit operations add onto the bailout wave.
An economic glitch has transfixed the land.
A dike has broken and no bandage can fix...
The overflow of a crisis,
Hidden by tricks and other conflicts!
Now tearing loose the slipping grip held,
Of those startled and unbelieving it!
But this for years has been creeping to centerstage.
As those in leadership positions,
Socialized in grandiose style and pulchritude.
With an embellishment of their self worth...
Quickly becoming identified with lowlife, trash and dirt!
And seen scurrying to hide,
Their self servicing with greed that appears in their eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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