john17021984 Poetry (101)

We all believe that life changes from second to second
and whatever we do cannot be undone, my experience
transformed me to become like a ship in a bottle, the
poem I wrote in 2013. For years I suffered from Diabetes
that terrible night I was ill and taken to the local hospital,
on arrival I was taken to intensive care, I was told my leg
needed amputation, I was naive on this matter so I
reluctantly agreed, a week later the operation took place.
When I awoke and later sent to a recovery ward, I realised
over time my life would change with no actual future, I
reflected on the ship in the bottle, how it was confined
never to sail, I identified this was me now virtually living
in a glass dome with no future ahead of me, was the
operation worth the end result. I was living death, maybe
I should have risked and fought the infection with drugs.
Yes this whole scenario was a game changer. What if the
Surgeon had been mistaken and acted inappropriately,
It seemed too late now committed to being a cripple for
the rest of my natural life, how unfair was this, did I deserve
this future to be. They say life is what you make it. I say
it was a cruel twist of fate, a question only God could
answer, shortly before all this I rediscovered religion and
was looking forward to help people in need of religious
need, this was my redemption, then tragedy struck,
this sickness took control of my life and the ending of
My religious career. I made one fatal mistake I listened to
Doctors with their pills and potions, slowly changing my
life forever. I could not believe this was my future, my
life down the drain, where was God in my moment of
need there seemed no miracles for me and no way
of completing my destiny. My life seemed all over but
the shouting. This left me totally in doubt, now living in
an aged care home pondering where I went wrong.
If I had changed one second of my life this may have all
changed. So many events would change if one second
had been changed in time, Meaning that one second
could be a game changer.

John Ginesi (Author) (c)
3 November 2022

From the day I was born as a baby to the present day
Growing up as a child I discovered various difficult tasks
Including learning the English language also maths and
Other subjects. Things became harder during my teen years
Pubity and love, I knew nothing about, high school I left when I
Was sixteen then looked for work it was not easy but managed
To handle it well. I played sport like Squash, ice skating,and
Others, money was hard when I received my first credit card
It was not long before it was a test of nerves using it as the debit
Was building up. Eventually getting married in the late 1970’s
We had two girls. Problems of raising them I realised, organising
The family was a big responsibility for us both, The children
Went to school, purchasing school clothing stretched the budget
As time went on the children grew up and eventually left home in
The 90’s, living in government housing helped us but other pressures
Crept in I was out of work, getting the dole while trying desperate
Finding work to no effect as later I retired living to survive in 2000.
Divorce followed and then the dreaded Diabetes which claimed
My left leg. 2018 I was in hospital recovering from my injury
Then physiotherapy training me with a prosthetic leg, all the pain and
Suffering, everything was almost normal, in 2022 in February my
Glucose level was very high, the Ambulance took me to hospital
Where I was later put in various nursing homes. It was very hard for me
To adjust to being enslaved in these homes, as I suffered traumatic
Experience beyond belief being starved regularly, I could not adapt
To these circumstances, this is were I am staying living with no hope
Of having no quality of life hardly seeing family members. A terrible
Epitaph for me victim of bad doctors, their medication and amputation
Which has robbed me of a normal life, I am sitting in my bed now
Writing this. My future is uncertain, nothing to look forward to
My life what’s left of it, when I sleep I think of things that I loved to do
My family, friends it makes me want to cry, Where do I go from here .?

John Ginesi (Author)
6/10/2022

The brain is the body’s power source for the mind
While used on a regular basis daily for either good or evil
It is never challenged when children are born to the
World, at that point it is looked upon God’s gift to
The parents. As time advances we discover the child’s
Full potential as the mind tends to decide whether the
Child has developed all that can be learnt by education
From schooling and the arts, sometimes the child becomes
A genius or may take a darker path of criminal activity.
This is were the mind enters this scenario. The child must
Realise by using the treasures of his mind the world will be
A better place for all. Choosing a career in medicine may be
One option healing the sick, another might become a teacher
Educating the next generation of children, all of this the mind
Will assist with inspiration and intelligence.
Then we have to view life as another child would envision.
The world could represent a different and eerie view of horror
Turning his back on society, may become a dictator as we have
Witnessed in our past centuries, using the mind to seek war
For personal profits, hurting families and friends, who knows
What damage will prevail. The outcome rests with our future
Families whether they choose a peaceful existence or war
Which no one will profit from. The treasure of the mind is there
To be used for the benefit of mankind, it must never be used
For man’s downfall.

John Ginesi (Author)
(c) 17/10/22

The brain is the body’s power source for the mind
While used on a regular basis daily for either good or evil
It is never challenged when children are born to the
World, at that point it is looked upon God’s gift to
The parents. As time advances we discover the child’s
Full potential as the mind tends to decide whether the
Child has developed all that can be learnt by education
From schooling and the arts, sometimes the child becomes
A genius or may take a darker path of criminal activity.
This is were the mind enters this scenario. The child must
Realise by using the treasures of his mind the world will be
A better place for all. Choosing a career in medicine may be
One option healing the sick, another might become a teacher
Educating the next generation of children, all of this the mind
Will assist with inspiration and intelligence.
Then we have to view life as another child would envision.
The world could represent a different and eerie view of horror
Turning his back on society, may become a dictator as we have
Witnessed in our past centuries, using the mind to seek war
For personal profits, hurting families and friends, who knows
What damage will prevail. The outcome rests with our future
Families whether they choose a peaceful existence or war
Which no one will profit from. The treasure of the mind is there
To be used for the benefit of mankind, it must never be used
For man’s downfall.

John Ginesi (Author)
(c) 17/10/22

When we think of electricity we think it was the greatest invention
In modern society, this in affect is tue, the idea was to create a
Better life for all who use it. The power of electricity helps us in our
Homes and offices, it provides light, it operates air conditioning
And many household appliances, not to mention transport,
The internet and television services we all rely on, on the downside
Electricity can create a time paradox, if the power goes out during
A blackout, we are virtually transported back to the 1900s, where
There was no electricity. We all experience a time in our dark past.
Electricity has never been totally perfected to serve us. We rely
On it but can never truly trust it to be there when needed. As they
Say in life, Nothing is perfect in an inperfect world.

Author. John Ginesi
22 December 2019

When we look upon our planet it brings us to tears
Why did we let this happen, what went wrong.
Through history Man has meddled with natural evolution
Changing the way we live, bringing on change to our lives
Where it was not necessary, life was utopia until governments
Selected by the people wanted progress for their own greed and
Would take it upon themselves to create new products, ideas
And taxes to affect our living standards. Over the years life has
Become harder with ridiculous inventions replacing essential
Items we use in our life, the computer, internet, credit cards
to name a few. The country we once knew with beautiful
Sandstone buildings are now gone in our cities, replaced by
Skyscrapers reaching to the stars, our peaceful existence being
Threatened by immigration of hostile people wanting to kill
Innocent people, while the law is finding it hard to control.
These people taking our jobs, putting families on the streets.
Though life goes on in a hostile world, with prices soaring like
An eagle hell bent on making us all poor, only the big corporations
And rich can survive. We were all born equal but now there are only the
rich and the poor, the world God created is in ruins by the greedy
People who do not believe the saying. “Leave Well Enough Alone”.
Whether we can survive what has happened, rests entirely on our
ability to survive our situation, we just except our situation in defeat
Or correct the problem with a solution to fix it. It all rests on us
We become history or make history by a positive change.

John Ginesi (Author)
27th November 2019

What is a poem that tells no story, has no soul or meaning
It is nothing but a group of words and sentences with no value
Everyone will read it and never understand what it is all about
It has no class, or anything redeeming about it, just a pointless article.

However all is not lost to the writer if he searches his heart
The answers will be revealed, when a poem is expressed from the heart
The true answers are given to the writer, the romantic love poem
This is what every reader is yearning for, something missing in life.

The World is a hostile place that we all experience, love is gone
Love will be embellished from reading this beautiful poem
A poem that will give great satisfaction by all that view it
Love of everyone that is what the poem is reflecting
from it’s author to you. This is true love poetry.

John Ginesi (Author)
11 October 2019

A Poem From The Heart

What is a poem that tells no story, has no soul or meaning
It is nothing but a group of words and sentences with no value
Everyone will read it and never understand what it is all about
It has no class, or anything redeeming about it, just a pointless article.

However all is not lost to the writer if he searches his heart
The answers will be revealed, when a poem is expressed from the heart
The true answers are given to the writer, the romantic love poem
This is what every reader is yearning for, something missing in life.

The World is a hostile place that we all experience, love is gone
Love will be embellished from reading this beautiful poem
A poem that will give great satisfaction by all that view it
Love of everyone that is what the poem is reflecting
from it’s author to you. This is true love poetry.

John Ginesi (Author)
11 October 2019

A woman is God's gift to man
A priceless part of today's society
A woman is a symbol of equality
As their abilities in many ways
Outweigh that of man.

A woman is able to bare children
As they dare the man to do the same
A woman's work is never done
Raising children until they are all grown up
All the things a woman achieves
They are never accepted as equals
In a male dominated world.

Maybe some time in the future
The women will be recognized
For all the talents she has acquired
So she can receive the dignity
She rightfully deserves.

Author: John Ginesi
Written: 29th September 2018

Once again it is almost Christmas
The trees are being cut down
Ready for the event we all hold
So dear to us, presents are being
Displayed around the tree and
Finally the lights are being carefully
arranged so they don't tangle
and become a hazard.

Santa is getting ready
For another big year of deliveries
The children are waiting in anticipation
Hoping their hero will not disappoint
Them by leaving a piece of coal instead
Of a lovely gift they have always wanted

The reindeers are poised to depart
The North Pole as Santa says "Ho Ho Ho," let's go
The sky is clear as Santa hovers the roofs
Delivering to many children, some he could
Not do as they had no chimneys to climb down.

Santa left a pick up card from the Post Office
For the unlucky ones, when all was said and done
Santa gave a huge, "Ho Ho Ho" and disappeared
Into the night, in all Christmas is a success until next time.

Author: John Ginesi
Written: 15th December 2018

At Horror Hospital in the Emergency Ward, strange practices are being carried out, like digging for veins to fit canulas, my arm was a victim when it blew up like a balloon and it started to bleed, do they know what they are doing ?. Another situation, why are they starving me when I am diabetic ?. They must know the risks low glycemic levels can cause, though they continue to do this. I personally think they have lost the plot; the ailment I have is a virus so they infuse me with antibiotics which is non effective against this problem, I am not happy about this practice and feel this could have been avoided with tablets. This I feel is incompetence that is why I don't like this hospital as it feels more like a prison sentence.

Author: John Ginesi
Written: 6th November 2018

What is a poet ?
A poet has the ability to create great poetry literature,
Who is never stumped for writing great lines in poems
Someone who can always make each line rhyme with the next
A person with the ability to create a great poem title
The poem can have a powerful starting line,
Middle and a punch line at the end.
The poet needs to keep the audience totally interested
Never veering of course and giving total direction of the poem.
If you can do this kind of poem you will hold a captive audience
This in my opinion is the Perfect Poet, who will rise to great heights and become famous among his or her piers.

Author: John Ginesi
Written: 8th December 2018