Governing Order

Governing Order

In these days of negative spectrums,

when truth and morals are engulfed in flames,

the governing order locks our doors

growing fat with their misery games.

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The poem was inspired by David Diop’s Poem “Vultures”


Vultures

In those days,
when civilization kicked us in the face
the vultures built in the shadows of their talons
the blood-stained monument of tutelage.

David Diop - (born July 9, 1927, Bordeaux, Fr.—died 1960, Dakar, Senegal), was one of the most talented French West African poets of the 1950s, whose tragic death in an airplane crash cut short a promising career.

Diop’s works in Coups de pilon (1956; “Pounding”), his only surviving collection, are angry poems of protest against European cultural values, enumerating the sufferings of his people first under the slave trade and then under the domination of colonial rule and calling for revolution to lead to a glorious future for Africa.

Of Knighthoods, Criminals and Tony Blair

Of Knighthoods, Criminals and Tony Blair

That righteous feelings in the air

as protests grow from streets despair

they mass in size and gather there

reclaiming freedoms and healthcare.

Betrayed by Cameron, May and Brown

by Boris Johnson and the crown

the shouts grow louder, “tear it down!”

the wall they’ve made in London town.

Knighthoods made of criminal sort

Chris Whitty, Blair, with queen’s support

regardless of the crimes they sport

this evil gang in royal court.

Of fascist laws, “we’re not amused”

nor will you ever be excused

of war crimes, torture, you're accused

by all the people you’ve abused.

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Invader

Invader

My youthful sleep had many dreams,

some were nightmares with scary themes,

unlike the others, these were clear,

with air so thick in atmosphere.

Twilight’s shadow became the mark,

as mood fell silent in the dark,

intuition, had me on pins,

when air was heavy, dream begins.

Gold Chinese stars explode by night,

with no composure in the fright,

old nightmares play inside my mind,

with frightful scenes left to define.

Above my head the skies are full,

with bomber jets n’ U.S. bull,

their training bases on our land,

to launch the foreign wars they planned.

Curfew has us all in hiding,

on edge of darkness we’re riding,

streets are empty, town and village,

lights are out before the pillage.

Well out of sight, I run inside,

within my house I try to hide,

and peer above at U.S. planes,

that hover over my domain.

Evade detection from their rays,

but safe in shadows from their gaze,

they search the ground above our town,

while jet formations fly around.

Thoughts creep in, as to why they’re here,

and why our leader stokes the fear,

in U.S.A. a coup took place,

old POTUS gone without a trace.

Suddenly all squadrons leave,

their racing north to plots they weave,

as air grows quiet, sun does set,

while worries weighs on what begets.

“All is well”, our friends beam through,

from eastern lands where jets just flew,

an open window in twilight skies,

a T.V. stream before my eyes.

Troubled feelings within these dreams,

move through today’s official themes,

they make me think back to those times,

those rerun sixties dreams of mine.

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2nd Edit Sept 16th, 2021

About this Poem: This poem is based on dreams / nightmares I had in the late 60’s.

At that time, Canada was a sovereign nation, the USA and Soviet Union were in a cold war, China was not on the Radar and there was no internet or advanced communication.

In that series of dreams, it started with a blackout, there was no electricity, I was outside in front of my parents’ house and the night sky was filled with billions of stars. Some of the stars were moving, which then became clear that they were fighting. I thought alien wars but then the realization was that those fighting ships fighting against the Chinese, but far away. As time moved in the dream, there was a sense that the war was coming closer.

The US Airforce arrived like an unwanted invasion force. There were fighter jets everywhere flying in groups, in different directions, some very close in the skies above my town, flying right over my street. There were strict curfew laws in place and so people were not allowed to go outside, in fact there was a complete absence of people. I was outside anyways and felt the anxiety and helplessness of what was unfolding, hoping not to be seen by planes above. I couldn't understand why they were here. Thoughts turned to why the US had turned so evil; and then as if in answer, there was an understanding that the US president was forced from office and replaced with someone more sinister. My thoughts went to the leader of my own country (Canada) standing up for Canadians but realized after a moment that the Canadian prime minister had chosen to side with the US which made me think of him as a traitor.

The next series of dreams opened with US military fighter jets flying in formation above our town. I was outside in the evening twilight trying not to be seen but as a massive low flying plane crept up and scanned the ground, I scurried into the house to hide and watched it in the sky above behind curtains of a back kitchen window as the massive plane came to a stop right above my neighborhood’s backyard. There were fighter jets flying in formation in the distance, and then all of a sudden, they all left for what I knew was war on the Asian side of the world.

A sense of relief flooded over me that they were gone but I feared for the future and for those on the other side that were about to be attacked by the USA and wished there was a way to let the other side know that they were coming. But as I went outside to the back yard to the setting sun, a video of a person unfolded in the air in front of me saying “don’t worry, everything will be fine.” It calmed me but then I worried about what was going to happen. That’s where the dream ended.

I’ve come to understand over the years, that the dreams had an atmosphere about them. That atmosphere is like when you play an old song that brings back memories from a previous time but you also remember the sense of what life was like back then, the time has a feeling and atmosphere about it from your experiences.

The atmosphere I felt in those dreams were foreign back then, yet it was familiar and so, a long story short, I find that the atmosphere of those dreams, is what it feels like today in 2021.

Today, the World is bullied by the USA, Russia has emerged as the good guy, China is a major economic competitor, Canada has become an economic vassal to American and European banks and wealthy families, while the Internet connects people all over the world instantly. Although now we are seeing massive censorship and totalitarian dictates throughout the western world and a huge ramp up in military posturing by the US & its allies against Russia and China. My hope is that all will pass without incident. Fingers crossed.

The Wheel

The Wheel

That sickly sound is in the air,

that grinding crushing noise,

the meme of ruthless business,

on people it destroys.

The thieving wheel extends its reach,

consolidating power,

controlling every industry,

communities they devour.

There was a time of honesty,

when many fortunes made,

but in the halls behind the bank,

were greedy thieves of trade.

They tolled the roads, controlled the wealth,

and sat upon the gold,

then pulled the plug on everyone,

made worthless stocks we hold.

Every sector on the wheel,

fell to criminal hands,

stolen by financial memes,

through economic plans.

Into their grasp all did pass,

on money carousels,

then to war, they brought us all,

these lethal Cancer cells.

The wheel returned from foreign shores,

new partners in their banks,

they left us all disgraced and poor,

while others built their tanks.

Today there’s not but tyranny,

free speech about to fall,

with bills that kill our freedom,

the wealthy have it all.

These corporate thieves enslaved our land,

game is set and done,

the only way to free ourselves,

is to change the way things run.

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About this Poem: Should be self evident, right? 😉

2nd Edit - 2020 Feb. 24

Minds of the Fallen

Minds of the Fallen

Programmed in schools are the hungry little sheep,

who grow up believing the stories they keep.

and as they get older the stories embed,

to become the foundation within their head.

Professors of rule then ask their opinion,

a backwards exam to conform the minion.

with the program in place each question a notch,

the answers displayed on the channels they watch.

Predictions requested of the most engaged,

believers in stories from the T.V. age.

magnetic ink maintains their mirror of words,

providing them answers and place in the herd.

Blind to morality and the light within,

they embrace propositions that lead to sin,

empowered by ego and commercial trends,

principals and virtues are the rules they bend.

That’s how the establishment controls the mind,

gets you to believe in their psychotic crime.

fabrication, lies, deception and deceit,

controlled by the few called the power elite.

They keep the masses busy, hungry and poor,

then sell them a bottle of spirits and war.

all packaged nicely on their network T.V.

an illusion of life by insanity.

For the wheel of industry, minds are prepared,

the beast and the monster that drives forth impaired.

your station depends on belief in the lies,

the more you believe the bigger the prize.

and at life’s end, when you’re lying in a room,

recounting moments that the wheel consumed,

you see the illusion, the part that you played,

the waste of a life in the time you engaged.

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About this Poem: The economic system in which we live does not serve the majority of humanity but a very small minority of people. It is a rigged system to make the masses subservient while a powerful few sit at the top consolidating power and economics through carefully drafted legislation made over the past 300 years. We are all programmed from the moment we are born to the moment we die. Our life is programmed to serve the system.

Indoctrination begins at a young age through a dumbed down education system, television programming, commercials, and a distorted history which is not allowed to be questioned. People work their entire lives feeding this system and then die never understanding their purpose in life or what the gift of life is…

The system, or “wheel” that we feed, destroys life. It does not benefit anyone with the exception of a very small group of parasitic thieves…it has to change or we will destroy life on this planet…

Prediction?...to make a prediction of what is to come in the year ahead, depends upon one weeding out all the trash, noise and lies flooding the mind by a system out of control…connecting the dots to see the trends requires one to research what they see and hear instead of accepting as fact the information they are told…unfortunately, the truth is not accepted by a greedy society, for most people anyways, because they have been programmed with garbage from a very early age. Today, most people accept what they are told as fact because a narrative was programmed within them at a very young age…

However, there are people who have woken up and are seeing clearly what is really going on in the world but their voices are being silenced by those that control the wheel of Industry and government halls. Free speech has been under attack for a very long time but recently has accelerated to a crisis point.

So rather than going into all the loose ends of geopolitics, economics and war, I decided to shine a little light in a very dark corner and do it generally…and so, I will predict one thing and I can guarantee it…that if we meet here again next year, nothing will have changed. The wheel of Industry and war will continue to consume life and no one will stand up to stop it…Because it doesn’t matter who is in power, weapons will be sold and many of them will be used by sociopaths in client nations to get what they want. Corporations will get bigger through consolidation, acquisition and hostile take overs and fall into fewer hands…the wheel of industry will impoverish millions more and the illusion of democracy will continue to be funded by deep pockets…i.e.: control of all parties by those with the largest shares of the pie…

Be Forewarned and Aware

Be Forewarned and Aware

Days of dark insanity, brings the world calamity,

unleashed now are the demons of the Kell,

they destroy our faithful peace, while our freedoms end and cease,

and greedy violence turns the Earth to hell.

Attacking peaceful protests, police command the process,

our rights and freedoms vanquished under ground,

deceiving politicians, proclaim their false positions,

excused by hidden interests of the crown.

So many are distracted, held captive and impacted,

by TV robots schooling mind and thought,

media fans disruptions, they hide all the corruptions,

directing viewers to the melting pot.

Military ferocious, their malcontent atrocious,

belligerence unleashed across the world,

they invade the oil lands, drinking dry the desert sands,

and praise the violent crimes that they’ve unfurled.

Seek truth in your direction, wisdom for your reflection,

your common sense will serve you and not fail,

just question all the lies, pay attention to the ties,

be hopeful and determined, not for sale.

Trust your inner knowledge, it serves you as a college,

the choices are within and yours to make,

beware of masked illusions, their darkness and delusions,

the safety of your world will be at stake.

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By: The Activist Poet

Social Collapse

Social Collapse

In global arenas of thought and mind,

Moments and opinions, locked in a bind.

Comments get ugly, coarse and rind,

Humanity’s so empty, and hard to find.

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Ego inflated leaders, on mountains looking down,

piling on the wounds, they burn us to the ground.

As the valleys fill with water, the lifeboats are all broken,

forbidden to speak of things, your masters have all spoken.

Neighbours that you thought you knew, have begun to point their fingers,

scared to death of the shadow men, and the fear that seems to linger.

I find myself alone at night, with pandemonium all around.

and then the door busts open, “freeze! Don’t make a sound!”

The neighbours gather outside your door, the SS dogs are barking,

you have a new identity, from all the Labels and markings.

Friends and family abandoned you, believing what they’re told,

never even investigating, the lies that they were sold.

They’ve trashed your house, ruined your life, and taken your computer,

then carry you out, guns a waving, leaving everything to the looters.

It seems the crimes committed, came from outside the box,

you’re not allowed to organize, think or allowed to talk.

Supremism fills the nation, on a witch-hunt they go,

their minds have all been taken, focused on imagined foe.

The rhetoric shifts to global change and total eradication,

whatever happened to society, and this mighty great nation?

It’s hard to understand the ignorance, it all becomes nightmarish,

when political's take your rights away, societies fall and perish.

Rise Up

 



Rise Up

 

Rise up good people, rise to the call,

your foundations are strong and will not fall,

leave those behind that are blind with madness,

rise with your conscience, to end the sadness.

Rise and find what your purpose was for,

lift your resolve above those that wage war,

protect your family, heal all the wounds,

find your courage for the next phase comes soon.

Rise up good people, rise to the call,

your foundations are strong and will not fall,

the world around you, requires a mend,

it is up to you and yours to defend.

Rise good people, for this is your year,

mankind requires an answer to fear,

determination draws strength from within,

resolve for revolution to begin.

Rise good people in this winters frost,

we’re under siege, community is lost,

their covid war has now come for the young,

the war on community has begun.

Rise up good people, rise to the call,

your foundations are strong and will not fall,

lift your compassion, and use common sense,

clear the fog away that’s gathered so dense.

Rise good people, and open your eyes,

now is our chance before everyone dies,

in your heart is the purest of power,

please use it now, for this is your hour!

Rise!

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Revised Nov 14th, 2021

Monotheistic Shadows

Monotheistic Shadows

A despairing mood descends on me, the shadows cast are long,

children’s cries from far away, they echo what is wrong.

What you’re told and how it is, are very different things,

there seems to be an agenda, paid words by established rings.

Hidden behind the curtain, money weaves its dirty trails,

filled with evil intentions, uncaring to cries and wails.

Vile acts, bloodthirsty minds, western hubris plays on and on,

human values are absent, and empathy is gone.

Criminal lands created, ruled by demon kings,

supporting terror minions, disguised as Arab Spring.

They target spirituality, lay siege on peace within,

then force their will on society, through misery, hate and sin.

The Satanic beast is strengthened, emerging from its castle,

receiving help from murder kings, it rejoices with its vassals.

In western lands of apathy, the people are in a daze,

the oceans burn with fire, the skies are in a haze.

Evil’s face is showing, in Tel Aviv and the west’s Riyadh,

NATO leaders bowing, to a system’s God that’s mad.

Feeding on community, enthralled by human fear,

the beast begins a massacre, doctrine is all you hear.

Vile marauders fill the ranks, of the Armageddon horde,

they trample down humanity with terrorist gun and sword.

Support by colluding nations, the leaders are all in bed,

a coven of Satan’s army, the streets have all turned red.

Food and wine corrupted, corporate prayers to demon Gods,

baptized in Khazar temples and ruled from the land of Gog.

Armageddon rides a horse, and brings with it confusion,

arise good people everywhere, break free from greed’s illusion.

Embrace empathic vision, the true spirit within us all,

together we can save the day, before mankind does fall.

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Re-written March 14th, 2015, 

I originally wrote this poem while watching helplessly in horror as the western world and all its allies allowed Israel to continue their ethnic cleansing of the Palestinian people through a 52 day bombing campaign from June to August 2014 that killed thousands of women, children and men…a holocaust by a satanic mentality that has become the status quo of western civilization…

As an empathic person with common sense that believes in equality, respect, peace and justice for all, I cannot stay silent while these atrocities continue…and thus my disgust and contempt of the Western governments come through in my writing…

If you’ve only watched mainstream TV to get your news then I offer you a different perspective by alternatives in the News play-lists and timelines below…

Palestine - News 2015

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgLIKqsu77GBgqa9QRfeGfkK

Palestine - News Archive (Jun 2013 to Dec 2014)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgI7Gd5GQIEEDl-IXF5TrhSO

Palestine - News and Opinion (Archive - 2008 - 2013)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL3D53B3A6129AA4F9

Syria - News 2015

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgLqwfpx9c0L0NVxnQUQtleQ

Syria News Archive - (Aug 2013 to Dec 2014)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgKEEpCUEOQXNoi1wdHingd9

Syria - News Archive (2012 - 2013)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgIINNXeHY5ainUjyUc3ka_F

Syria News Archive - (2011 - 2012)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL84820A033F768886

Ukraine - Fascist Coup & Civil War 2015

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgIMKiKH25klzO-FXZEPCD5F

Ukraine - Coup & Civil War - (Archive - 2013-2014)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgKlsI_Kz42IzhySwP3oyFIp

Only the Guilty

 

Only the Guilty
 

Only the guilty launch aggressive war

Their vile greed precedes them and still they want more.

They justify their lies from the bullets fired back.

They slaughter the innocent in vicious attacks.

 

Only the guilty usurp all the powers

And build themselves walls and towers.

Extended Paranoia, solidified in their crimes 

There is nothing they wont do to cross the line

 

Only the guilty create stories of propaganda

To hide behind their walls of hate and slander

Lying to the unaware they cover up what they’ve done

Then build more settlements on what they’ve won.

 

Only the guilty point fingers of false blame

Another weapon unleashed in their vitriolic game

They excuse their crimes with lies and revisions

They play the victim to justify their decisions

 

Only the guilty make laws to protect themselves

Seizing power and governance in a pact with hell

Always fearful, always couth,

They pass their bills to criminalize the truth

 

Only the guilty will excuse ethnic cleansing

To justify and wash away the laws they are bending

They extinguish the light and usher in darkness

They use their god to justify harshness

 

Only the guilty are blind to massive crimes

Egos of ignorance, a sickness in their minds 

They legalize torture and build more prisons

They demonize the vanquished and silence the visions

 

Only the guilty attack and form an alliance

Then brutalize their victims who stand in defiance

Hatred comes from their decaying minds

Death and damnation is all you’ll find

 

Be aware and heed this warning,

Damnation will come for the guilty one morning

Judgement waits it will take its time

But be assured real justice is not blind.
 

 

Shades of Grey

Shades of Grey 

 

Day is night, and night is day

blending views to shades of grey

white is black and black is white

bending darkness, bending light.

Good is bad and bad is good

iron branches twisted wood

moral standing, evil play

greed and power have their way.

Lies are truth and truth are lies

stories played to demonize

coercion pressures on us all

shamed and blamed before the fall.

Coups are bad and coups are good

voting process, for statehood

division plans are then applied

interference from outside.

Rich is poor and poor is rich

living here comes with a hitch

independence, freedoms gone

different ways are frowned upon.

War is peace and peace is war

games are played out on the poor

terror villains strike a blow

alt news sources told you so.

Right is wrong and wrong is right

sets the tone for us to fight

for day is night, and night is day

bending views to shades of grey.

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(Rewritten May 7th, 2022)

About this Poem: The world has been turned upside down by those in control of Western economic power, politics and media. Immorality has become moral in their eyes and when there are voices that speak truth against their twisted ideologies, they are met with condemnation, vilification, and censorship. In my opinion, history and the values we hold in life are being rewritten by the extremely insane. The result of which will lead our civilization to its total destruction.