Allegory Poems (898)

When I broke out behind those rolling clouds
Freed so many bubbles trapped ‘neath the clear ice
Bending and painting promised arches in the sky
It was me all along who smiled after the dark storm
Shining my giving light like the great giver of life
Nourishing all of my creation suspended below
Floating over the soft membrane of cells
Trapped into those finest molecules of matter
I am the energy that was stored and now released
The force that binds this world together you and me
Under the same star is what makes us who we are

(c) Yankee4you2017

Ask and you shall see
What’s inside of me
I don’t hide any treasure
Or fake any pleasure
‘Cause honesty’s transparent
And really quite coherent
There’s little mystery
For that matter history
Is that why I’m so plain?
Please do not complain
Don't tell tall tales
When all else fails
There's no secret mantra
and no hidden agenda
So don’t jump the gun
And count me as one
Don’t have to wrestle
To find someone special
No need to be a sleuth
Just to know the truth

The little glow that remains
Dances warm in my heart
Far from the fire hence it came
Such as only love maintains
Ignited from the start
Caught in the light of the flame
Slowly over time help explains
Celestial stars to chart
Becoming one and the same
Spiraling across many domains
Never to come apart
Straight and true as Cupid’s aim

(c) Yankee4you 2017

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who created god ?
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mind weakness, of mankind -
is the greatest reason, to create a god ..
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when the power of human mind, is so limited -
to responde our unlimited questions -
so mankind searching for a supreme power -
(god).
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but man made god, is not the answer -
god, himself, is under a large question mark ..
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the conclusion -
is that -
( god ) -
is just a kind of soothing word, for mind of human -
and not more than that ..
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i have nought fear, of stony rain
cause of my fear, is weakness & darkness of words
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i have no fright, of ruinous fire of hell
reason of my fright, is unanswered remaining, of many questions
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i have not trepidation, of hurricanes & squall
motive of my trepidation, is absurd & dogmatic mind of human
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i have none apprehension, of savage beasts
cause of my apprehension, is wide valleys, between human hearts
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I've given myself to many women,
Although I am not cheap.

My heart is hard, from life common,
(Although I still can weep).

I'm damaged from my childhood,
(That black emotional sin).

Every day I stay alive,
Is a day I win.

And I don't fully know myself,
(But then again - who does?)

I'm scared sometimes to show my heart,
(Wounded from a lack of love).

I spend most days writing here,
In silent introspection.

I know one day, I'll heal myself,
And find a new direction.

Maybe it's my nature,
And maybe it's my curse;-

To see the beauty,
In most women;-

For better,
Or for worse.



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whine
why have I never enough
what haunts you
we have all things
we're empty
when erstwhile ruined empires
would have every need
was our unfulfilled love derided
wind abbot'o sea
which I now desire
witch have I changed helpless
wine it's tomorrow can't help

I work for the world bank yes I do
My salary was hundred thousand smackeroo
I know my Harvard economics better than you

Nobody knows that I make big plans
I show Madagascar leaders how to dance
How to read statistics & wear striped pants

Emotional statistics that's not my job
Facts & figures, I'm no slob
But foresting & farming's all a big blob

Here's our scheme to stabilize your paper
for International trade right now or later
Follow our advice you'll thank your creator

Whatcha got to export, what raw materials?
Monoculture diamonds, coffee, Cereals
Sell 'em on the market to Multinational Imperials

We'll loan you money to expand production
Pay our yearly interest, for your own protection
Tighten your belts, we'll have no objection

Throw in some little minimal principle
tho debt service paid makes the deal invincible
That takes dollars but your currency's exchangeable

Get people working on mass market land
cut down forests, for your cash in hand
Or superhighways money where Rainforests stand

With agribusiness farms you can export beef
Cut social services & poverty relief
Forest people shift to the cities in grief

Tighten your belt for a roller coaster ride
Production's up, market prices slide
Wood pulp burger meat, coffee downside

Increase production pay yr. World Bank debt--
At least the interest if that's all you can get
Cut down Amazon you haven't paid it yet

In one decade you give all the money back
As Bank debt service but the Principal, alack!
We'll lend more cash (but dont sell smack)

Austerity measures, wages go down,
th'urban sewage is a charnel ground
Buses fall apart at the edge of town

coral reef fish dead factory waste,
Indigines hooked on Yankee dollar taste
Swiss bank funds for dictators disgraced

Fauna killed for the debt Costa Rica
Unknown flora at the mouth of Boca Chica
Birds in Equador, sick with toxic leakage?

Riots start over bags of foreign rice
Arm your teenage army with U.S. mace
Borrow money for a local Arms race

Families driven from crop land to forests
Forest folk in hovels hid from tourists
Currencies bankrupt for free market purists?

I just retired from my 20 year job
at World Bank Central with the money mob
Go to AA meetings so's not die a slob

I worked in Africa, Americas, Vietnam
Bangkok too with World Banks' big clan
Now I'm retired and I don't give a damn

Walk the streets of Washington alone at night
The job I did, was it wrong was it right?
Big mistakes that've gone out of sight?

It wasn't the job of a bureaucrat like me
to check the impact of the Bank policy
When debt bore fruit on the world money tree.

focus
I don't like that word
it doesn't even sound pretty
it's hard to make anything out of it
it sounds like what a cat does
when it's trying to take a shit
contorts faces
and induces
feelings of importance
leads down tunnels
leading to imagined fates
unfocused surrounding
are more conducive to
reflection
and not seeing what is hoped or wanted
unimaginable fates
for all its contradictions and lies
it is still what is there
indescribable
to demand logic
cause and effect
and truth
sense and meaning
and think that what you find
is yourself
is to focus
and all you do
is heal

The heart knew,
Before the mind knows,
The soul warns,
Before your faith is harmed.

The eyes shut,
Before your body is hurt,
The love dies,
Before your life is gone.