Java's Ghost Nuclear Reactors
live on the island of Java
one of the most densely
populated places on earth
in a suburb on the edge of
Bintaro next to Tangerang
regency over 2.6 million
a few million people in
our suburbs outside Jakarta
a paradox merge mega city
seven districts Ciputat,
Ciputat Timur, Serpong,
Serpong Utara, Pamulang,
Pondok Aren, and Setu
with a total population
of 1.2 million scattered
near my home form part
of Tangerang regency just
a few of many suburbs of
South Tangerang 26 districts
rezoned was 36 districts
3.4 million people in 2009
just one side to a mega city
about 15 k from the nearest
nuclear reactor there are
another two one over an
hour away by car in Bundung
the city my wife's parents
come from here but they
live in a suburb of Jakarta
called Cijantung in East
Jakarta close to city Bogor
on the way to Bundung the
other nuclear reactor is in
Jogakarta big cities suck up
power Jakarta the big durian
never sleeps misses heart beat
but my house is quiet the law
is elastic so like a local here I
usually never wear a motorcycle
helmet within 5 or 10 kilometres
from home unless riding to
nearby Serpong four on the
bike two adults two children
Indonesian style because this
is normal in these our suburbs
but this city in Indonesia kills
over 1500 on the roads yearly
motorbikes hitting potholes in
the road monthly can hit over
30 dead in a single bad pot holed
month but out here we avoid all
smoke-belching three-wheeled
vehicles stinging eyes throats in
hours of snarl traffic or gridlock
a happy man here lives five minutes
from work not two or three hours
of traffic conflict away so worry
over run down reactors does not exit
locals do not even know they are there
immediacy includes no might future fear
Indonesia hugging Pacific ring of fire
volcanoes mud slides kill thousands
Aceh Tsunami 2004 killed 230,000
Indonesians reactors presently score nil
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Working In The Big Durian
My friend Kelly said
with regard to working
in private high schools
in the Indonesian city
of Jakarta on the island
of Java a modern mega
city. The Big Durian.
“Yes, I want to go back
and work for myself.
I love working with
the kids and don’t mind
dealing with the parents
but the people who you
end up working for don’t
treat you like a human,
you are only property to
do what they want, when
they want, for as long as
they want. I work myself
hard enough, don’t need...”
Yes Jakarta is not
overflowing with the milk
of human kindness.
Do unto others
as you would have
others do unto you
can be rare here.
Indeed an epidemic
of selfishness is not
unknown in western
developed countries.
Is it not a sign of the times?
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City Of Beggars
The sky is always blue in the city of beggars
There is not much green in the city of beggars
There are buildings being built so fast in the city of beggars
In every corner that you encounter
The city of beggars are growing so fast
And in the city of beggars lives 30 million people
The air is not that good in the city of beggars
Because of the factories and the cars
The city of beggars never sleep
The noise goes on 24 hours a day
It is not safe to walk in the street of beggars
Because you can get robbed and killed at any time of the night or day
The traffic is chaotic in the city of beggars
Thanks God there is no snow in the city of beggars
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An Evolution Of Javanese Religion?
Who lives on this island of Java
stone age Java man is long gone?
Java world's most populous island
scene of dramatic Indonesian history
powerful centre of Hindu-Buddhist empires
Islamic sultanates Mataram in Central Java
sultanates of Ternate and Tidore to the east
Java core of the colonial Dutch East Indies
centre of Indonesia's independence campaign
Java a population of over 136 million one
of the most densely populated places on
earth this most densely populated region
is the world home to 60% of Indonesia's
population and Indonesian capital Jakarta
Java an island formed by volcanic events
thirty-eight mountains form an east-west
spine once active volcanoes Mount Merapi
erupts most active Mount Semeru highest
Java a melting pot of religions and cultures
Indian Hinduism then Mahayana Buddhism
Shaivism Buddhism sunk roots into psyche
pre-Islamic Islamic lore belief and practice
merge murky mystic sharp divisions kyais
orthodox merely instructed in Islamic law
versus mysticism those who seek reformed
Islam with modern scientific concepts war
for mind control santri believe more orthodox
Islamic belief practice versus abangan mixed
pre-Islamic animistic Hindu-Indian concepts
with a superficial acceptance of Islamic belief
Abangan local adat beliefs integrates Hinduism
Buddhism Animist traditions or pure Sharia law?
Indonesian variance from Islam sect mushrooms
Kebatinan metaphysical search for harmony
within one's inner self spiral connection with
the universe with an Almighty God Javanese
occultism metaphysics mysticism and esoteric
doctrines exemplify search tendency synthesis
flexible syncresis in all manifestations attainable
even in conflict Javanese ideals combine human
wisdom psyche perfection (wicaksana) (waskita)
(sempurna) followers must control passions forgo
earthly riches comforts reach enlightened harmony
union with spirit of the universe spiritual cosmology
radical Islam instead splinters into Bali Jakata bombs
Islamic Jemaah Islamiah terrorists paradise suicides’
an Islamic boarding school run by mad militant cleric
Let us pray Islam can will avoid a Christian dark age...
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
See also the poem ‘Let Us Pray Islam Will Avoid A Religious Dark Age’.
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When The Earth Moved
the earth moved I noticed not
the earth moved I cared not
this earthquake was so far away
Aceh Indonesia is a long way
from our house a different island
Aceh Indonesia is on Sumatera Island
Bintaro outside Jakarta on Java Island
no tsunami in Aceh this time none died
earthquake tsunami warning people cried
earthquake same place scale no one died? ? ?
the earth moved I noticed not
the earth moved I cared not
after over a week of typhoid
typhi unpleasant experienced
body ached brain was scrambled
disease induces
unintentional
extreme dieting
excessive sleeping
pale introspection
when earth moved
it left me unmoved
except in sympathy;
for those in fear pain
suffering material loss
worse physical wounds;
the loss of loved ones
cycles of suffering
have many causes;
sources of healing
too few thus
in our friends
loved ones
are we most
usually
most blessed
Typhoid is caused by Salmonella typhi bacterium, which is related to, but not the same as, the bacteria that causes salmonella food poisoning.
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Nowhere but INDONESIA
Nowhere but Indonesia
Thousands island lies on equator
Sun shines brightly along the year
Welcoming smiles are free of charge
Nowhere but Indonesia
Thousands lie covered those islands
Son shy to says that He is right
Full of charge are those who lies
Nowhere but Indonesia
Hope and pain live in peace
For hope is shadow of the pain
And pain is a charge of the hope
Nowhere but Indonesia
Plant and animals live in harmony
For it was said beyond the ages
and should be paid without objection
Nowhere but Indonesia
Children built their little dream
Tear it off when they grew up
Comes denial when getting old
Nowhere but Indonesia
We smile when we smile
We smile when we not smile
We not smile when you smile
Nowhere but Indonesia
Am on my knee lift up a prayer
God bless my country is what I plea
Coz my country long time no smile
Nowhere but Indonesia
Thousands island lie on equator
Hope and pain live in peace
We smile when we not smile
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Jakarta,080326
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Banda Aceh 2012 Spectral Earthquake Haunts
Banda Aceh Indonesia
massive 8.6-magnitude
earthquake 2012 April 11
caused no reports of casualties
no damage significant
from initial nightmare quake
from 8.2 strong aftershock
nearly three hours later
which sparked new waves
of panic triggered renewed
tsunami fears across Indian
Ocean sending scared people
in coastal cities fright fleeing
to sanctuary high ground
spectral quake struck about
434 kilometers (270 miles)
southwest of Banda Aceh
capital of Indonesia's Aceh
province at sea deep depth
of 23 kilometers (14 miles)
spectral fear tsunami repeat
Indonesia's government
responded by issuing
new tsunami warning
Banda Aceh was devastated
by tsunami earthquake
in 2004 which prelude shook
buildings for several minutes
people poured into streets
Aceh residents fled their homes
people were crying panicking
nightmare 2004 tsunami reliving
which caused giant 9.1-magnitude
earthquake wave killed an estimated
275,950 people in a dozen countries
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Naked City
All the victims have turned to stone, no one is happy, theyre all alone
Id sacrifice my social position tonight
In new york, millionaires, and lonely people with lonely stares
Im not lookin for love and Im lost in this night
In the naked city (in the city) there are ten million stories (naked city)
Im not lookin for pity (in the city) in this naked city (naked city)
Street vampires in the night, young lovers and love at first sight
This is my flesh and my fantasy
Older women with younger men, Ive got a feelin Im in trouble again
But Ive got to live my destiny
In the naked city (in the city) its a race with the devil (naked city)
All the pain and the sorrow (in the city) is there more tomorrow (naked city)
In the naked, naked city (in the city) naked city
Lonely people lookin for someone, lonely people goin their way
Lonely people lookin for something, lonely people goin their way
In new york, millionaires, lonely people with lonely stares
Im not lookin for love and Im lost in this night
In the naked city, there are ten million stories
Im not lookin for pity in this naked city
In the naked, naked city (in the city), its a race with the devil (naked city)
All the pain and the sorrow (in the city) is there more tomorrow (naked city)
(in the city, naked city) (repeats out)
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Tale of Three Cities
New York blasted London blasted
Singapore -
Ripped off each other's metaphoric balls,
Crumbling walls.
Priapic city monoliths -
Blue-sky scraping bastards -
Shout about their height (but really length) .
V8 arseholes didn't care -
Pumping shit into the air,
So long as they were always there to
Fart aloud a smoggy cloud,
Laughing at the weak asthmatic,
Humoured that it seems traumatic.
Watch the greedy cities oozing
Chair-bound fat committees, though they
Look a bunch of titties as they
Waffle on about the pound.
Ever thought to look around and see
That they were dead?
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
city city city city city city
city city city city city city
city city city city city city
city city city city city city
city city city city city city
city city city city city city
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City Of Music
Music is like a city
The genres are the suburbs
The bands, the streets
The albums, the buildings
And the songs, the apartments
The streets get inspiration from other streets
They duplicate then alter them slightly.
The city is very busy and there are always
People driving through looking and listening
The city is growing every day.
The suburbs larger and larger
And some join together.
The streets longer and longer
And some old and tattered.
The building will always stay the same
But they will always be new.
The city will always keep growing
As the music goes on.
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apj Indonesia’s Torturous Democracy?
Indonesia is a sprawling
archipelago nation
of 237 million people.
Indonesia emerged
from decades
of dictatorship
as recently as 1998.
Indonesia continues
to make
strides toward democracy...
however a weak
limp legal system
continues to be
a hot black spot.
torturing suspects
'the norm' in Indonesia
routine police perks
routine law enforcement
torture suspects convicts
extract corrupt confessions
“Indonesian law enforcers
routinely torture suspects
and convicts to extract
confessions or obtain
information... beatings,
intimidation and rape are
so commonplace they are
considered the norm.”
Jakarta-based Legal Aid Foundation Report
Restaria Hutabarat said the group's report
found police beatings intimidation rape
are commonplace considered routine norm
“few victims believe
they have the right
to lodge complaints”
police intimidation beatings raping suspects
few terrorized victims lodge complaints
Boy Rafli Amar will make changes if necessary
Indonesian National Police Spokesman Col. Boy Rafli Amar
said he would study
a 21-page legal report
would make changes
in the force if necessary.
Make changes in
the Police force
if necessary?
Beatings raping suspects
is not urgent grounds
for necessary changes?
Beatings raping
innocent people
is not a serious
crime when wearing
a badge of immunity?
Are police perks
more honourable
than paying a prostitute
in the world's
largest Islamic nation
a nation shamed?
Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
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Pretoria
I look at a city,
a city once modern, new
and progressive, the cultural centre
of a nation
but now poverty
and mismanagement
is taking its toll.
Where ten years back
people could live in its apartments
now is a ghetto,
with prostitutes on the street,
primitive men urinating against buildings
and teenagers walking with ghetto-blasters
playing music at full volume.
Where at traffic lights
windows are smashed with bricks
and valuables are stolen,
parked cars are taken,
where cars are hijacked
with the barrel of a gun
and cars are even stripped
at the police grounds.
A capital city in a country
that has thrown its borders
wide open to the rest of Africa
and every criminal
has headed there
and gangsters live in paradise
but in the suburbs
people still are making a living
in fortresses guarded by dogs
and security devices,
with panic buttons
for the nearest rent a cop
and people still pray
and go to work and play
as if crime is the norm
and the inadequacy
of the new government
doesn’t really matter.
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Mumbai
They call it a city that never sleeps,
Dreams at large; everything in heaps
Buzzing all the time, different people different cons,
It got its roses and it got its thorns.
City of murmuring traffic and twinkling cars
The multi-millionaires, the movie stars.
We’ve got it all;
The vada-pav and the dance bars,
Crowded local trains, almost on time,
Spirit of its passengers always sublime
City where honesty is rewarded,
But bravery is crime.
Success and failure are in twilight,
City where changes happen overnight
You might be swept if caught off sight,
Got lucky, then you be on a flight
Multi-lingual, multi-religious,
City of unusual weather,
I wouldn’t be wrong; if I say,
It’s a city where country comes together,
Every city has its ups and downs and she is no different.
She gives me an identity and makes me proud.
City where I was born and city where I want to die,
My city! My Mumbai
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But all that having been said, you can't, in a city of a million people like Karbala, or 5 million like Baghdad, you can't be in all places at all times.
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Where Lieutenants Of Apartheid Train
Home of the plastic smile.
And where lieutenants of apartheid train.
With a doing of their homework in the suburbs...
To test the inner city people they deplete of resources.
And divide within districts to 'apply' for assistance.
These separatists insist with dieing colonialistic wishes,
They know something about diversity.
With a sucking of life from everything that moves...
They suppress with an effectiveness,
To ensure those they stereotype be kept duped and fooled...
As they maintain a draining of their identities.
And the ones survivining without them are obliged,
To remain limited to an ignorance for them that thrives...
With a persisting upon it to keep flourished and alive,
To please the oppressors they pray not to offend.
And in the environment they share to live in...
This reflects a mindset left to breathe as if to snuggly fit.
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The Big City Type
I woke up in a big city apartment
Rode to a big city job
On a big city subway
With hip, big city people
Worked at a big city job
In a big city skyscraper
Stood in a big city line
For lunch, heard big city jazz
On a big city radio station
It was like a big city scene
In a big budget movie
When I realized I had become
The big city type
I always wanted to be
Yet I was still me
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City Streets
The gaudy glow of neon lights
dispels the darkness of the nights
on city streets.
They pop and fizzle noisily
creating a cacophony
on city streets.
The sober folks walk warily
and drunks stagger uncaringly
on city streets.
The ladies of the night parade
for there is money to be made
on city streets.
Drug dealers ready to retreat
if they should hear a coppers feet
on city streets.
The night shift workers wend their way
towards their work to start their day
on city streets.
The noisy revellers thin out
as one by one the signs go out
on city streets.
The gradually noises abate
and ghostly shadow congregate
on city streets.
For some few hours peace will reign
before the noise will start again
on city streets.
The early morning traffic sounds
start with the milkmen on their rounds
on city streets.
This builds up to an angry roar
as cars and lorries inward pour
on city streets
then when at last rush hour has passed
noise levels will subside at last
on city streets
I thank the lord that I am free
to leave this noise far behind me
on city streets.
I walked my beat the whole night
through exactly as I’m paid to do
on city streets.
I choose to live outside the town
where constant noise won’t get me down
on city streets.
My village is a quiet place
A haven where I need not face
the noisy streets.
8-Jun-07
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While The City Sleeps
What goes on behind closed doors, private wounds, open sores
Youre your own worst enemy and cheap thrills bring you to your knees
Its thumbs down for someone you know, and its easy come and easy go
Chorus:
Burn your bridges, take what you can get
Go for the throat cause you paid your debt
Livin well is the best revenge, so give em hell
While the city sleeps - its all there in black and white
While the city sleeps - through the eye of the needle, gotta thread your life
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
Its a hit or miss, an eye for an eye, live for today, and dont ask why
For better or worse, you bought and sold
They love you while youre hot and leave you when youre cold
Chorus
While the city sleeps - yeah, better run for your life
Take your troubles to the night
While the city sleeps - yeah, beggars, thieves and losers, theres no relief
While the city sleeps - theres no relief, while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah
Chorus
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah, theres no relief
While the city sleeps
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23feb Many Miracles Near Misses
many miracles
near misses
80% of city
has no water
water flooding
outside my place
stable thank God
ground shaking
'severe' in city
centre only 10
kilometres away
earthquake's epicenter
widespread reports
severe building damage
two buses crushed
by collapsing buildings
75 per cent of city
left without power
an active fault area
approximately 225
square kilometers
of fault load unloaded
'One side of the fault
moved about 1 metre
relative to the other'
last quake we
dogged the bullet
this is why
weaker is worse
last year's 7.1-magnitude
earthquake was more than
10 times stronger than 6.3
but caused no deaths
because it occurred deeper
at greater depth further
away from Christchurch
its epicentre was 40
kilometres west of city
that quake caused
widespread damage
several power outages
particularly in the city
of Christchurch but mass
fatalities were avoided
not a single soul died
because of miracle timing
4 September 2010
4: 35 am Saturday morning
the people the people
were safely sleeping
most people were off
the street few houses
are of unreinforced
construction that quake
was 10 kilometres
below ground
this quake was only
5 kilometres deep
this February earthquake
occurred during lunchtime
business rush hour traffic
in heart of work day Tuesday
not before dawn Saturday
many buildings were already
weakened from previous quakes
contrast risk minimum;
magic bullet empty
buildings; risk maximum
killing zone despair
New Zealand sits
on tectonic boundary
between Pacific plate
Australia-India plate
with 14,000 quakes a year;
Christchurch is another frontier
near to related secondary
faults; the Alpine fault
pristine Southern Alps
spine of the South Island
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If you say city to people, people have no problem thinking of the city as rife with problematic, screwed-up people, but if you say suburbs - and I'm not the first person to say this, it's been said over and over again in literature - there's a sense of normalcy.
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The Pursuit Of Happiness
A million of Places
A million of people
A million traffic jams
All of these things
That lead to you
Holding onto my hand
I could kiss you
I could hold you anytime
You make me smile so wide
I can't believe i've met you
A million times i've cried
Of happiness
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