Reign's End at Land's End
REIGN'S END AT LAND'S END
Nature's piper must be paid
sinkholes swallow Man's parade,
several thousand years' charade
swansong sighs, dies, leaves lands pristine greyed
8 June 2008
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Complicity
COMPLICITY
Cupid wears no double face
as two united hearts may trace
complicity in love's embrace
27 June 2008
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Complicity poem (c) Jonathan Robin
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Time Li[n]es
TIME LI[N]ES
No frontiers or no front tears -
what difference the passing years
fence from complicity a heart
which close must live light years apart
17 May 2008
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The Weight Of The World
So we wrote
On precedents and angels
We build a book
We build a road out of nothing but a saying
Out of governments and police we build a book
Of how the things we know should be
So when a man comes with a difference
A woman comes with an idea
We crush it down to nothing in the fear that we will lose it
Open up the books
Im guilty of it, too
Just like all of us
The information flies without us through
And say the way
This may have leave my head run over
And pass through a night so black, I cant see you, oh
Hope from the speeches spoken in
Hope from the speeches made day in, day out
With money paid
And adverising raging
A woman and a child sleep well as the day ends
Raising me up
Raising me like a man, oh man (? )
Oh mother everything good Ive gained Ive gained from you
Oh and mother everything Ive know I learned from you, oh
But, the reign in the house so no one sees me
Oh, should we brothers and sisters upheave it?
I read a book of a man most worshipped
A man who most worshipped
For ideas and for the birth of freedom he showed
Well, in, oh in twenty years
He begged the revolutions come
So that no pig-headed bastard would steal you and i
From...my fun (? )
Rain in the eyes
Rain in the mourning eye
Oh rain/reign in the love of my mother, my brothers
And I hear the voices of women calling loudly and (here,
Holding, holding, holding)
And nothing should address this like our love for each other...
This land is your land
This land is my land
From california to new york island
From the redwood forest
To the gulf stream waters
This land belongs to you and me
Rain/reign in the eyes that we should lead it
And the brotherly love and go away
And rain/reign in the eyes that we should lead it
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Stringing A long and short of it
Skelton
dealt on
terse taut
verse taught
strung list
tongue twist
fast rhyme
last time
[th]ink sends
wink ends
[c] Jonathan Robin 8 skeltonics written 8 June 2008
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The Future Middle East
Today the future in the Middle East, as we hear, sounds very bleak.
As people with a deceptive heart, are looking for a brand new start,
Moving many men to understand, a crucial need to remap the land.
This to eradicate the Land of Israel, totally justified by a wicked will.
The tiny land men call Palestine, will be subdued by a force Divine.
The promise given to Abraham, by the will of God will forever stand.
The terror that now rules the land, will be eliminated by God’s Hand.
The Lord Himself shall intervene, with His presence upon the scene.
The present land on the world scene, was the land of the Philistines.
That ancient land was conquered by, Joshua’s army for God on high.
It was never subdued totally friend, but that mistake was not the end.
Eternal God, whose land this is, through King David took care of this.
For God put David on the Throne, in that land which is Israel’s home,
As the King of the Promised Land, that God had granted to Abraham.
God swore to David as the King, the reign he began was everlasting.
He reigned as King in Jerusalem, where all shall see God’s Own Son.
The land will be subdued for sure, by Jesus Christ, Messiah and Lord.
Never again shall it be the same, after Jesus Christ begins His Reign.
Christ will purge The Promised Land, for the descendents of Abraham.
Then all of Israel shall live secure, under the Reign of Christ our Lord.
(Copyright ©01/2006)
Surf..fing
Should quantum froth be found to correspond
to energy renewable released
my man-maid magma sloughing off despond,
survival of the fittest's moving feast
would surge out from its sub primeval pond
through urge to merge on higher planes till, ceased,
time's tide: round robin's ride beyond beyond...
[c] Jonathan Robin written 16 June 2008
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You Are Here
-nine!
From liverpool
To tokyo,
What a way to go.
From distant lands,
One woman, one man,
Let the four winds blow.
Three thousand miles over the ocean.
Three thousand light-years
From the land of the rising sun.
Love has opened my eyes,
Love has blown right through.
Wherever you are, (wherever you are)
You are here. (you are here)
Wherever you are, (wherever you are)
You are here. (you are here)
Three thousand miles over the ocean.
Three thousand light-years
From the land of surprising sun.
Well, now east is east
And west is west,
The twain shall meet.
East is west and west is east,
Let it be complete.
Three thousand miles over the ocean.
Three thousand light-years
From the land of the morning star.
Uh hu -
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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You Are Here
From liverpool to tokyo
What a way to go
From distant lands one woman one man
Let the four winds blow
Three thousand miles over the ocean
Three thousand light years from the land of the rising sun
Love has opened up my eyes
Love has blown right through
Wherever you are, you are here
Wherever you are, you are here
Three thousand miles over the ocean
Three thousand light years from the land of the surprising sun
Well now east is east and west is west
The twain shall meet
East is west and west is east
Let it be complete
Three thousand miles over the ocean
Three thousand light years from the land of the morning star
song performed by by Lennon John
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Underhand Han Hand
For fifty years Han hand has lain
heavy on Lhasa's mountain land,
acting in manner underhand
on peaceful population. Pain
and persecution, thousands slain
on whim, as Chinese thugs expand,
manhandle monasteries, demand
obedience to illegal reign -
discrimination's bridle rein
with basic human freedoms banned,
protests punished out of hand.
Upon collective conscience: Stain!
The Dalai Lama's aging fast
who'll liberate Tibet at last?
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Barter, Bait
BARTER, BAIT
Montezuma's tomb hides treasure hold,
or dust some Spanish pride parade would spade?
Beauty, barter bait, alluring gold,
justified atrocity crusade
conquistadors concocted. Soon, slave sold,
nation fell from grace, its customs fade.
Nothing can escape Time’s stranglehold
for what remains of Cortez' cavalcade,
white plumes, bright armour, in cold grave are laid.
8 August 2007 - last two lines added 27 May 2008
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Jesus Christ Is Lord And Savior
Dear friend, Jesus Christ is our Lord and Savior,
And indeed my friend, He is both man and God.
The cross for Him was simply just one endeavor,
And now Christ is coming back with an iron rod.
This time when He comes He will reign forever,
In the very land, that The Savior once had trod.
Present plans and treaties of man He will sever,
Not as a man who died but as The Eternal God.
He’s coming back to earth to set up His Kingdom,
And He will reign from Zion one thousand years.
All who reign with Him are all who chose to come,
It’s the word of prophets and Old Testament seers.
But first this earth must be judged by its maker,
During the time known as the Great Tribulation.
Evil will be judged along with every evil partaker,
To be totally destroyed through much devastation.
After seven years The King shall be ushered in,
During Messiah’s Rule many still will not believe,
As man will still have a deceptive heart deep within,
When Satan is loosed many again will be deceived.
But he will be cast into the fire along with evil sin,
And earth will be free of sin for all who truly believe.
Lead by Christ all believers will be ready to begin,
An endless life of joy forever through all Eternity.
Reign Of Blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders
Far too many men dressed up as soldiers
The lamb is brought to the ground
Under the weight of the crown
A crown of thorns and dark deeds
The swastika and the hammer and symbol
Are sickles that reap only weeds
Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows precedes a storm of revolution
People have no place in their solution
So torture raises its head
Decked out in blue, white, and red
And iron maidens will slam
And by the half light of burning republics
Joe stalin looks just like uncle sam
Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows has washed away the corpse of abel,
Cain is now the king in every babel
I just dont care who you are
When death draws up in his car
And talks in terrorist tones
Remember violence is only a vote for the
Black queen to take back the throne
Reign of blows
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Reign Of Blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders
Far too many men dressed up as soldiers
The lamb is brought to the ground
Under the weight of the crown
A crown of thorns and dark deeds
The swastika and the hammer and symbol
Are sickles that reap only weeds
Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows precedes a storm of revolution
People have no place in their solution
So torture raises its head
Decked out in blue, white, and red
And iron maidens will slam
And by the half light of burning republics
Joe stalin looks just like uncle sam
Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows has washed away the corpse of abel,
Cain is now the king in every babel
I just dont care who you are
When death draws up in his car
And talks in terrorist tones
Remember violence is only a vote for the
Black queen to take back the throne
Reign of blows
song performed by by Xtc
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Terror In The Land
Alas! there is terror in the land.
There is hurlyburly in the jungle.
Herds scampered for safety.
The elephants cocooned behind trees;
Lions buried their claws underground;
The tigers wrapped their canines with leaves;
In awe of ferocius alliance of foxes and hyena.
The roaring of the new predators
Shakes the wilderness
Making iroko tree to shed leaves spasmodically.
Date palm delivered prematurely in the savannah.
The bamboo refused to sprout.
The whole land convulsed;
Ushering thick darkness
Alas! the shepherd hues
Seeking for foreign alliance
To tame the marauding scavengers.
The vigilantes are asleep
Leaving the land defenceless
Giving rooms for the allied predators
To match their jackboots on the land.
Tears and sorrows flow in the land.
Lives are caught down at plumes.
Sighs and hopelessness inhabit homes.
The shepherd could not tame the predators.
The jet-lagged guards are fainting
And could no longer fight the predators
Haba! who shall be the next prey?
Where will the predators strike again?
Who is the true owner of the land?
Is it the shepherd or the predators?
Will there be an end to the hurlyburly?
When shall peace reign in the land again?
When shall this carnage cease?
Oh! there seems to be no end at sight
The land is afraid of itself
There is terror in the land
Someone help our motherland.
(IN MEMORY OF VICTIMS OF BOKO HARAM IN NIGERIA)
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Hope Unresigned
HOPE UNRESIGNED
Who blindly dates oft poorly mates when mind
succumbs to madness, boredom, challenge vain,
among profanum vulgus seeks again?
Better far to wait, hope unresigned,
until that karmic date when, unconfined
emancipation sweeps doubts which remain
erasing all - false phrase, frustration, pain.
These fade away as sharing, underlined
by selflessness, implicit trust, touch kind,
replacing doubt with tenderness’ true reign.
Where ignorance turns nightmare why complain
when repeated errors grate? Love's blind!
Breast timeless waves until safe harbour's signed
in berth, rebirth, where happiness won't wane.
Stop clocks, no fox, no rabbit, goal, nor ploy,
From rocks redeemed, unlock soul's door for joy.
18 June 2007
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Hope Unresigned poem (c) Jonathan Robin
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To The Land
To the land of bribes,
To the land of telephones,
To the land of corruptions,
To the land of trains,
To the land of shops,
To the land of thieves,
To the land of connections,
To the land of drugs,
To the land of trucks,
To the land of cats,
To the land of Banks,
To the land of dogs, To the land of footballers,
To the land of dragons,
To the land of hope,
To the land of ice-cream,
To the land of potatoes,
To the land of chocolates,
To the land of tomatoes,
To the land of apples,
To the land of coffee,
To the land of lights,
To the land of ships,
To the land of birds,
To the land of tigers,
To the land of carpets,
To the land of pillows,
To the land of lions,
TO the land of toys,
To the land of horses,
To the land of beds,
To the land of roses,
To the land of love,
To the land of passion,
To the land of romance;
I never new women do snore until i married one.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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C[l]over Girl after Emily Dickinson - To make a prairie it takes a clover
To make true change it takes a Biden and one B.
One Biden and a B.
And reverie.
But reverie alone won't do
'til Palin's blue.
To make an omelette it takes some milk and one egg.
Some milk and an egg
and gas or light.
With reverie alone make do
if we're not few.
To stake a claim takes some land and one hope.
Some land and a hope,
called reverie.
The reverie alone won't do
with carats few.
To bake a cake it takes...
'and so ad infinitum'
Author notes
C[l]over Girl = Cove Over Cover Lover Clover Girl
[c] Jonathan Robin parody Emily Dickinson first stanza written 1 November 2008 subsequent stanzas added 2 November 2008
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ROBIN Jonathan 1947_20xx robi3_1400_robi1_0000 PWX_JXX Clover Girl_To make true change it takes a Biden and a B
n.b. cove in English may also mean Man
Clover and Bee
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.
DICKINSON Emily 1830_1886 dick2_0017_dick2_0000 PXX_NXX To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee_To make a prairie
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Your Wonderful Parade
Your wonderful parade
Moving thru the towns that rise and then they fade
Over streets that pass the houses where you've stayed
Your wonderful parade
Your daily masquerade
Paper masks behind this face that you have made
Crumble down upon foundation that you've laid
Your daily masquerade
(*) stand in line try to climb
Meet your wife at cocktail time
Surely you should try and choose a better way to fall
Your marvelous charade
Never could be worth the prices that you've paid
Blindness is a part of every game you've played
Your marvelous charade
Repeat (*)
Your daily masquerade
Your wonderful parade
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Native Title
You are welcome to our country
When full respect is paid
To those who souls grew out from where
Their ancestors were laid
This land is our protector
This land our path in life
This land is our great comforter
This land is hurt by strife
Feel the heart that beats within it
As the seasons come and go
Feel the energy within it
From which everything does grow
This land will guide your footsteps
This land will feed you well
This land needs loving kindly
This land is not to sell
This land is just our country
This land is just our home
For its not just who owns this land
But whom this land does own.
poem by David Keig
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What Is, Was
WHAT IS, WAS
What is, was, what was, will be, -
The wheel turns while Time cheats
Those who'd cheat time.
5 September 1998
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