Petrol Companies Lobotomize Humanity
petrochemical
free detergents
hints
at synthetic textiles
pimp sources
petrol companies
flogging fossil soups
served up upon shorelines
worldwide sterilizing seas
spreading mega ocean
dead zones
off coastlines
are highly industrialized
nations
determined
to melt poles
to milk another
10cents worth
of profit
ignoring
last red light
waning
flashes
before catastrophic
sea
level
rises
sudden
engulf
permanently
slim lined continents
suffering
fabricated deaths
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Petrol Companies Lobotomize Earth Oceans
flogging fossil soups
served up upon shorelines
worldwide sterilizing seas
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Global Warming Eats Coastlines
slim lined continents
suffering
fabricated deaths
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dirty Laundry
Household washing machines
spin cycle waste water churns out
potentially adverse Microplastic pollution
polyester acrylic debris
washing up shorelines worldwide
synthetic textile filaments
contaminate marine habitats
once ingested microplastics
persist in cells for months
moving up the food chain
after absorbing toxic chemicals
PCBs dioxins DDT
forensic evidence indicates
a single garment can shed over
1900 fibers in a single load
lack of funding stifles
research into removal methods
fashion designers
appliance manufactures
need develop innovative ways
environmentally friendly
filters and fibers
to reduced debris release
simple solutions provide
consumers means to play their part
choosing natural fabrics
linen wool silk hemp
good old organic cotton
over synthetic textiles
consider petrochemical
free detergents
when loading laundry
max out mileage on
blankets fleeces shirts
before tossing in the wash
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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The Life Blood Of All Earth Life
nature and our planet
are special sacred holy
the life blood of all earth life...
when nature struggles humanity
struggles
when nature dies
humanity dies...
already industrial pollutants
diminish life quality
global warming super cell
unleashes disasters...
catastrophic Arctic ice melts
slow global
ocean currents
sea levels...
rising inundate coastal agriculture
eighty percent
of earth's mega cities
are sentenced will...
be swallowed under salt seas
rewriting destinies of countries
changing the shape of continents
swallowing low lying islands...
eating once familiar coastlines of the world
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ignoring Many Hints Of Trouble
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!
With a change of leadership,
It is believed by many a return to greed and prosperity...
Is within their reach to have it repeated.
However...
It is not the current leadership,
That drove their lives into the pits.
Or purchased their persuasions with investments made...
In monopolized businesses.
No!
That monkey sits on the wrong shoulders.
Those known in positions of leadership,
Are just pawns used regurgitating rhetoric.
With hopes to keep following sheep distracted.
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Remember it?
Remember it?
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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China Slaughters Elephants For Profit Ivory
10 million elephants 10 years ago
decade on worldwide 2012 less than
450,000 elephants survive worldwide
an evil hand causes elephant holocaust
elephants only survive in wilderness areas
Chinese companies resource rape cut roads
into mother planet earth last wilderness areas
urban global hero Wikileaks sources reviews
Wikileaks spills the beans on Chinese financial
elephant poaching China slaughtering elephants
for profit ivory to get limp Chinese alter ego dicks
up demand is growing growing growing dickless
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My blue bike thunders below me
My blue bike thunders
below me
and cars and trucks
flashes by.
It’s a hot day with an open blue sky
and nowhere there’s a cloud
to be seen
and the warm wind brushes my hair.
The smell of the grass, petrol,
exhaust fumes and tar
rises around me,
but I am free
and the bike catches some speed
and the road stretches out
in front of me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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What Makes You A Petrol
u r a petrol
know what for
ur turning the car
when you drive on the roo road
dont need water
to satrt up
being the petrol ur
is ennn enuf
everyone else on the road can see it
everyone else but you
petrol u start up my car
like nothing else
the way that you smeel in the air
gets me over dizzy
but when you leak on the ground
it aint hard to tell
you dont know that your a petrol
woh woahh
thats what makes you a petrol
if only you smelled what i can smell
youll understand
why i hate you desperatly
right now im selling
in ur petrol tank
and i cnt belive
u dun knw ur a petrol
poem by Raabia Tabassum
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The biggest trade that Germany and Britain had was with each other, in the prewar period; I think I'm right in that. Two highly industrialized nations had the most trade with each other, and it wasn't tariff policies alone that made trade relations better for both of them.
quote by W. Averell Harriman
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The Cable Hymn
O lonely bay of Trinity,
O dreary shores, give ear!
Lean down unto the white-lipped sea
The voice of God to hear!
From world to world His couriers fly,
Thought-winged and shod with fire;
The angel of His stormy sky
Rides down the sunken wire.
What saith the herald of the Lord?
'The world's long strife is done;
Close wedded by that mystic cord,
Its continents are one.
'And one in heart, as one in blood,
Shall all her peoples be;
The hands of human brotherhood
Are clasped beneath the sea.
'Through Orient seas, o'er Afric's plain
And Asian mountains borne,
The vigor of the Northern brain
Shall nerve the world outworn.
'From clime to clime, from shore to shore,
Shall thrill the magic thread;
The new Prometheus steals once more
The fire that wakes the dead.'
Throb on, strong pulse of thunder! beat
From answering beach to beach;
Fuse nations in thy kindly heat,
And melt the chains of each!
Wild terror of the sky above,
Glide tamed and dumb below!
Bear gently, Ocean's carrier-dove,
Thy errands to and fro.
Weave on, swift shuttle of the Lord,
Beneath the deep so far,
The bridal robe of earth's accord,
The funeral shroud of war!
For lo! the fall of Ocean's wall
Space mocked and time outrun;
And round the world the thought of all
Is as the thought of one!
The poles unite, the zones agree,
The tongues of striving cease;
As on the Sea of Galilee
The Christ is whispering, Peace!
. . . . .
'Glad prophecy! to this at last,'
The Reader said, 'shall all things come.
Forgotten be the bugle's blast,
And battle-music of the drum.
'A little while the world may run
Its old mad way, with needle-gun
And iron-clad, but truth, at last, shall reign
The cradle-song of Christ was never sung in vain!'
Shifting his scattered papers, 'Here,'
He said, as died the faint applause,
'Is something that I found last year
Down on the island known as Orr's.
I had it from a fair-haired girl
Who, oddly, bore the name of Pearl,
(As if by some droll freak of circumstance,)
Classic, or wellnigh so, in Harriet Stowe's romance.'
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Of the 22 industrialized nations of the world, we're dead last in per capita giving to poor people.
quote by Tony Campolo
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Heralded Mega Earthquakes
epidemic season of mega earthquakes
is pending waiting sweeping continents
overdue earthquakes building pressure
global mega faults finally ready to snap
major cites sitting prone fear quake faults
awaiting dreading pending big one victims
suffer shock mega earthquakes tomb bencher
centuries massing weights reaper sprung trap
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Peace Peace Is Needed!
“Pray for all nations,
think of what is needed.”
Peace Peace is needed!
A war on terror
is a mandate to war.
So much profit
in war industry
but to make this profit
you need a war.
What politician wants to kill
a million dollar a minute industry?
Peace Peace is needed!
To profit from this greed
this suffering is to serve
Babylon The Great
that Satanic harlot and whore
for nations drunk
on the wine of the anger
of her fornication
must surely include a love of war!
Vast money you spent
in destruction you rent
could not a little more
have been spent on our poor?
To drill a few more wells
to provide clean water?
So African child
died not of thirst
swollen belly starvation...
have a little pity
you master engineers
engineering your profit wars...
have pity upon
nations you exploit
earth’s global poor...
vast fortunes amassed
fortunes you cannot spent
in four hundred lifetimes...
pointless profit
never forget
born with nothing...
and you will
leave with nothing
except soul ripe...
for a final accounting
a last judgement
where your rules profit...
mean absolutely nothing
where you will be judged
held individually accountable...
by a Prince of Peace.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It is extremely important that mass media, having freed from the relics of the Cold War, served for peace and dialogue between nations and religions, the rich and the poor, countries and continents.
quote by Nursultan Nazarbayev
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Without me...
I crossed seven mountains,
seven seas and seven continents,
to meet you.
I traveled through ionosphere,
and then to atmosphere,
to breathe you.
I get reflected,
but you are the one,
affiliated with me.
You are green,
and I am colorless,
but you call me a liar.
I hate,
those poles and I
Let them feel the cold.
Look at me,
They put a smiling face,
on me.
Look at me,
They compare me,
with everything good.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Song For All Seas, All Ships
TO-DAY a rude brief recitative,
Of ships sailing the Seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal;
Of unnamed heroes in the ships--Of waves spreading and spreading, far
as the eye can reach;
Of dashing spray, and the winds piping and blowing;
And out of these a chant, for the sailors of all nations,
Fitful, like a surge.
Of Sea-Captains young or old, and the Mates--and of all intrepid
Sailors;
Of the few, very choice, taciturn, whom fate can never surprise, nor
death dismay,
Pick'd sparingly, without noise, by thee, old Ocean--chosen by
thee, 10
Thou Sea, that pickest and cullest the race, in Time, and unitest
Nations!
Suckled by thee, old husky Nurse--embodying thee!
Indomitable, untamed as thee.
(Ever the heroes, on water or on land, by ones or twos appearing,
Ever the stock preserv'd, and never lost, though rare--enough for
seed preserv'd.)
Flaunt out O Sea, your separate flags of nations!
Flaunt out, visible as ever, the various ship-signals!
But do you reserve especially for yourself, and for the soul of man,
one flag above all the rest,
A spiritual woven Signal, for all nations, emblem of man elate above
death, 20
Token of all brave captains, and all intrepid sailors and mates,
And all that went down doing their duty;
Reminiscent of them--twined from all intrepid captains, young or old;
A pennant universal, subtly waving, all time, o'er all brave sailors,
All seas, all ships.
poem by Walt Whitman
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What is poetry?
What is poetry?
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
When words play and tend to run
It is mega-magnetic fun
Yes mega-magnetic fun
When readers show they are appreciative
Of playful words which are narrative
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
When readers have come & gone
And all the votes have been cast and drawn
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
When writers become inventive
With or without any material incentive
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
That is what poetry is about
It is mega-magnetic fun
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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While a strong presence on our southern border is imperative, the border cannot be secured unless we enforce our internal laws and stop ignoring the open complicity of U.S. companies and foreign nations to promote illegal activities.
quote by Elton Gallegly
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We are free, but not to be evil, not to be indifferent to human suffering, not to profit from the people, from the work created and sustained through their spirit of political association, while refusing to contribute to the political state that we profit from.
quote by Jose Marti
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Since 1850, burning of fossil fuels, coal, oil and natural gas has increased 100 times to produce energy as the world has industrialized to serve the world's more than 6 billion and growing population.
quote by John Olver
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