Monstrous to the Core
For Russia or any nation state
To 'claim' the North Pole to itself
Is monstrous. The riches of
The natural world
Are Heritage to us all -
Humanity, the other creatures
Of the earth and air and sea -
To be guarded with great diligence
And managed carefully
For the welfare of us all.
Yes, to claim a piece of earth
For one tribe, clan or gang,
Species, or National Artifice
Is monstrous to the core
And one of many things
This marvellous, morally able
Sapient species
Should have outlawed to itself
A long, long time ago.
poem by Frank Bana
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I must mend the ways of my mind. This is a very big place, and I do not know how it works. I am a member of a fragile species, still new to the earth, the youngest creatures of any scale, here only a few moments as evolutionary time is measured, a juvenile species, a child of a species. We are only tentatively set in place, error prone, at risk of fumbling, in real danger at the moment of leaving behind only a thin layer of of our fossils, radioactive at that.
quote by Lewis Thomas
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Where Women Are
How could a country flourished,
where land is ignored?
How could a nation go ahead,
where women are insulted?
In our ancient land,
here every minute a woman
is being humiliated,
by perverts, motherhood
is stampede and embryo
if detected as being
girls soon is uprooted,
to make the world of men!
Alas! you, block-heads,
don't you know, who will
take the charge of earth,
if women turn extinct species?
Respect is the first word
for us which we claim
from you all, hey
you our world's
only earthly companion!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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A matter of pride
It is matter of greatest pride
I say it proudly with no emoions to hide
I have national logo on my back
There should ne no controverysy to rack
What else can be the greatest moment?
When proudly you an claim national movement?
It can be in any parts of the world
No one should blow it hot and cold
The local sentiments are attached
Completel attention is properly catched
One feels soproud in this critical moment
This is worth try for ties to cement
Who can claim the sons of soil?
Who go all out for welfare and evil design to foil
Ready for any sacrifice even at personal cost
This is the criteria needed very most
One can lay a life while defending motehrland
The task later on is difficult to manage on hand
The liberty and freedom is endangered by some forces
That is main sacred task to be taken by new faces
Nothing prevents you from doing it if you remain on guard
You have nothing else than to march forward
One word here or one word there
It matters less so long you hold it firmly here
The world may watch it with keen interest
You got to deliever it at your best
The youngsters may follow and complete the rest
It is nicest things to do on earth for any test
You may have no pridest moment other than this
If you fail to catch then you may certainly miss
There won’t be any chance again to pick the threads
It may cost you dearly for your freedom and bread
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Goldfish
Who will care
for my poems
when I die?
I have no goldfish
or pet cat
to give away.
My poems will cuddle up
serenely curl up with you
on a long winter’s evening.
My poems will swim and flash
tails of intricate golden detail
on a long cozy winter’s evening.
Who will care
for my poems
when I am gone?
Goldfish are a sacred species
cats are a sacred species
all life is a sacred species somewhere.
Poems are also
a sacred life force.
For it is the task appointed
to the divine poet to render;
foolish humanity worthy
when seeking redemption,
through hidden wisdom written
within sealed lines, in a starlit poem.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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For All To Enjoy
Nature's beauty for all to enjoy and see
A beauty that will surely outlive me
But more species become endangered every day
And extinction is forever as they say
Another grove of trees has been cut down
For to build more houses in the country town
Some species of birds and animals becoming rare
Forced by developers to try to find homes elsewhere
By developers great Natural beauty is destroyed
They have changed the face of town and countryside
If with Nature we cannot live in harmony
'Tis a sad indictment on humanity
Nature's beauty is for all to enjoy
Yet such great beauty some wish to destroy
poem by Francis Duggan
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We are fortunate: we are alive; we are powerful; the welfare of our civilization and our species is in our hands. If we do not speak for Earth, who will? If we are not committed to our own survival, who will be?
Carl Sagan in Cosmos
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Feel Grateful To Our Earth Mother
Feel grateful to our Earth mother for at least we should feel aware
That without her we could not exist of us she takes good care
We pollute her sky and waterways and remove trees from her land
Yet what we do to her to ourselves we do many of us don't seem to understand
The only visible God of which I can claim to know
To the great Goddess of Nature respect we ought to show
Many of her many life forms because of us becoming rare
This Earth is theirs as well as ours to live on and this Earth with them we ought to share
Feel grateful to our Earth Mother since off of her we do live
We take and take and take from her but back to her don't give
The creator of all life forms that live on land and waterway and sea
Than our marvellous Earth mother there is no greater force than she
And what we do to her we do to ourselves so happens to be true
Respect our great Earth Mother since our respect she is due.
poem by Francis Duggan
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High School Science Project
in the celestial
scheme of things
this world
planet earth
this sacred world
earth sphere planet
ball blue life bubble
spin life day night
if it were rated
a high school
science project
how judge you?
conception creation potential
planet water land masses
flora plants fauna animals
micro systems eco systems
life domain kingdom
phylum/division
class order family
genus species outlined
an animal kingdom
split into main groups
vertebrates (with a backbone)
invertebrates (without a backbone)
an animal a mouse a cat
a dog or a lion or tiger
over 800,000 species
have now been identified
in the Animal Kingdom
most species are in
the Arthropod phylum
mind blowing numbers
scientists estimate
to identify all species
in the tropical rain
forests the ranks of
Arthropoda would swell
to over 10 million species!
A clam a jellyfish an insect
an earthworm all are animal.
How rate you now
this celestial high
school science project?
Can any judge detect
a cosmic finger of God
any data evidence of
intelligent DNA design?
Or random evolution?
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Phylum Arthropoda, the largest animal phyla, now has over 1 million species identified.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Great Pioneer
Graham Russell)
It happened long ago
When I felt the need
For a life of my own
I dreamt of summer love
And moving high up north
But no one would go
So I walked up the hill and lay there
Imagining the day was near
I know I want to stay there
And be a great pioneer
I made a promise then
That I'd find a place
Where my world won't end
Give me a piece of land
That will be my life
That I will defend
If I work really hard
I will surely survive
I know my virtue is strong
No one could oppose a spirt
So raw to be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
I keep the fires burning
To let you know I'm free
My heart will always be yearning
CHORUS
To be a part of the state
To be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
And if it all should end
ANd I hear the call
From the great unknown
I'll need to go my way
Let me have my day
Let me be alone
I was dreaming here and lay there
Knowing that my time is here
I know I wanna stay there
And be a part of the state
And be a part of the state
And be known as a great pioneer
song performed by by Air Supply
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Blindfold Lifted
Once the blindfold is lifted,
we see things as they really are.
There are no crimson castles
guarded by George’s dragons
or other creatures of our myths.
Just ordinary people doing ordinary things.
There are no doorways that when you open them
you dropp into imaginary pits of insanity.
There is however minds filled with sickness
and demented thoughts
that fire them to do monstrous things.
When the blindfold is lifted,
we see things for what they are worth
and that can be scarier
than what is dreamt up within an author’s mind.
21 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Sonnet: Incorrect Is Man
This day is not this day; it could be wrong!
What all things we believe is true today,
Could well be proved wrong by Science the next day;
Human calculations are never strong.
Maybe man is the most intelligent,
Species on earth but he can make mistakes;
And in a dreamlike state, he often wakes
To find out whatever the dream had meant!
The word of God can never ev’r go wrong;
His creation is the most perfect one;
Man blunders despite his struggle for long,
His labors all are left always half-done.
A man if judge could at times be quite wrong;
God’s work Nature tunes correctly her song.
poem by John Celes
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I believe the great ones, Plato, Lao Tze, Buddha, Christ, Paul and the great Hebrew prophets are not remembered for negation or denial. Not that it is necessary to be remembered but there is one purpose in
writing I can see, beyond simply doing it interestingly. It is the duty of the writer to lift up, to extend, to encourage. If the written word has contributed anything at all to our developing species and our half developed culture, it is this: Great writing has been a staff to lean on, a mother to consult, a wisdom to pick up stumbling folly, a strength in weakness and a courage to support sick cowardice. And how any
negative or despairing approach can pretend to be literature I do not know. It is true that we are weak and sick and ugly and quarrelsome but if that is all we ever were, we would milleniums ago have disappeared from the face of the earth, and a few remnants of fossilized jaw bones, a few teeth in strata of limestone would be the only mark our species would have left on the earth.
quote by John Steinbeck
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The Race
Wakeup People! Stop being inhuman
Lets make OUR World a better place
Do not let it, to be divided for anything
Not in the name of Religion, Race, Region,
And Class, Creed, and Gender
Earth is the One planet with life
Celebrate its Diversity!
There is a place for everybody
Why taint it with hatred and destroy it?
Can you create anything like Earth?
Just Try to Protect Whatever already exists
Nobody is Superior here, mere mortals
Come, Live, Let Live and Got to Go One Day
So Let it be ' The Planet Earth '
Don't make it a hell, Don't Let Anyone Do That
Human Race is the Only Greedy Race
Constantly Utilising all the Natural Resources
Blaming Other Species and Other Factors
Watch Yourself and Your Environment
Bring in Peace, Natural Way Of Life;
Celebrate Life!
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Broken mould.
What mould was used to create
the species of earth?
The mould changes automatically,
to create the better species.
Who has programed the mould,
to be mold, omitting the U?
The mould that is kept in every species,
in the form of DNA and RNA.
What an Creator is that person,
who has such knowledge.
It took thousands years,
to decode the secrets of procreation.
It took millions of lives,
to find out remedy for infections.
It has taken a life span of human,
to realize the truth in final breathe.
If The same mould is used,
there is no kick in it.
The variation is a pleasure,
Various kinds of people,
with variant characters,
distinctive features, color and hair,
but Color of the liquids,
rhythm of the heart beat,
months of full term pregnancy,
are all same for every species.
A simple change
may mutate the functions.
Let us be proud of the moulds,
that we have in us.
Let us make use of the mould,
that we have inherited.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Who's Gonna Save The World?
While Man, this Earth's still prone to rape,
There's no great love, no great escape...
While Man on Earth's still prone to pride,
It's this, God's World, that's crucified...
Behold the devastation made
Upon the forest and the glade,
Upon the oceans and the shores...
Yes, Man's condemned by many flaws!
Consider creatures now extinct,
No longer to sweet life now linked,
From minute moths and butterflies,
To giant cats of greater size...
The list goes on and on and on,
This passing year, more species gone
And we'll not see their likes again,
Despite some souls who still campaign...
No wonder, Judgment Day draws near!
No wonder, Man's got cause to fear!
For God so loved the world He gave
His one and only Son to save...
Though He was yet our Sovereign Lord,
The Cross of Christ was His reward!
Yet has Man changed his ways today?
We all like sheep have gone astray...
Consider now with World War Three,
For who can say when that will be?
When bombs descend to maintain peace,
Such that some children that day cease
To breathe the air they've breathed for years,
To die so fast, no time for tears...
The unborn, too, shall not come forth,
No matter, East, West, South or North...
If not, germ warfare, here and there,
That poisons waters and the air,
Such that taxpayers funding these
Will someday die by such disease...
Yes, Man's thought great! He's also dumb,
That's why this poet's heart's turned numb
At thoughts of what remains to be
And Armageddon's destiny...
If not for faith, my heart would fail
Regarding this poor world's travail
Which slaughters senses one-by-one...
There's nothing new beneath the sun...
Unless God heals this sacred Earth,
Not one will still esteem its worth...
But pray with me, while there's still time,
That God will do something sublime...
Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Let's Decide Lest He Decides
In the solar system, we live on this Earth
Where humans have born, humanity yet to take birth.
Of all forms, humans claim to be hero
But fanaticism of all kinds, make him big zero.
Terrorism and barbarism, still matters of big shame,
Put in the reverse gear all that humans claim.
Darwinism may give us some hope
"Natural Selection' takes its own course.
Again wait for millions of years,
Humans may get few cheers
Not without fears.
Remember your past
Mightiest forms were lost.
Giants like dinosaurs,
No body knows, were seen last.
If "struggle for existence and survival of the fittest", goes on,
Humans may become extinct when the process is still on.
Be quick! Let's decide,
Not to commit suicide
Lest He decides to dump
The whole 'man kind'.
If at all we have to fight,
Let's fight for the human rights,
And eliminate all those
Who put us
Where corners are tight
O! The LORD of this Earth,
Let the humanity take its birth,
Let race and religion not teach us hate,
Let the hate genes vanish or mutate.
Without humanity, let there be no humans,
Out of this hell, let us create the heavens
Promise, not to repeat this 11th day of September and 26th Novemeber,
Heinous act of these days, world will always remember
Who did it, hardly matters,
Humans did it all that matters.
Let him pay the price,
And shed tears for millions of years.
poem by Swadesh Chander Virmani
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Earth's Transformation
Dark and confusion surround this Earth,
it is now time for Mother Earth's rebirth.
Transformation is at hand,
catastrophic events will happen
shaking humanity into another
state of awareness of what's going on,
humans will be saved by light
or be in a state of fear and be long gone.
Yes, the angelic realm will protect us
if we ask,
help us to transform to higher
consciousness at last.
Written by Christina Sunrise on 7/26
at 11: 33 p.m.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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On The Passing Of Lizzie Hickey
I've heard of the passing of Lizzie Hickey a long life on this Earth she did enjoy
And she now lives on in another atmosphere for good people such as she will never die
Yes she lives on somewhere in the hereafter for the reaper never lays claim to the soul
And she is one I always will remember when back the lanes of memory I will stroll.
A Faithful wife to the late Johnny Hickey she raised four children Donal, Joan, John Francis and Jane
And she was a role model and a mentor and marvellous memories of her I retain
I felt saddened at the news of her passing but time 'twould seem for anyone doesn't wait
And we ought not to mourn Lizzie Hickey but her marvellous life we ought to celebrate.
There was so much to like about that woman a great role model to us school going boys
We admired her for her great depth of knowledge so down to earth and yet so very wise,
She was one of the most likeable people and in her kind heart there was so much good
And in her life she never made an enemy and she would only help you if she could.
I heard of the passing of Lizzie Hickey she now is living in a better place
At Inchaleigh close to the Town of Millstreet in our young years her's was a familiar face
She only left her soul elsewhere is living that part of her is never going to die
And in that Land that we know as the hereafter her new life she's beginning to enjoy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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It Makes Me Very Sad
dance ghost dances
for face of planet earth
enters death throes
sad it is species
terminated very sad
humanity plunders
pollutes home earth rapes
Gaia death throes gasps last
industrialized wasted lungs
Poem title by Miroslava Odalovic.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A few great minds are enough to endow humanity with monstrous power, but a few great hearts are not enough to make us worthy of using it.
quote by Jean Rostand
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