Showing posts with label gates of heaven. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gates of heaven. Show all posts

Tuesday 22 December 2020

Tommorow?

 

WALK WITH THE POETS.

My head has had enough of you,
you doomsday sooth-sayers, and
rationalists, that trap us in the world that is.
Go weave your tales of “can't be done”
to the dead, and those of no imagination.
I want to walk with the utopian,
the dreamer and the poet,
laugh with the child and sing with the wind.
Run with the deer, not with “the market trend”
Enough of, “this is the way it has to be”,
a world of poverty, wars and inequality.
Now, I'll create the world I want to see,
A world of sharing, peace and liberty.
I want the children to plan tomorrow,
the adult help them get there,
trees and flowers our treasured possessions,
with birds and animals their keepers.
Who wants a world that chains us to mortgages,
binds us to a labouring day, just to eat bread?
Who wants to spend their life, feeding fat-cats
while their own children go hungry?
No, this is not the world that has to be,
in our foolishness and misplaced trust,
this is a world that has slithered over us,
poisoning our mind, putrefying our spirit.
Let's call on the poet, let's welcome the dreamer,
let's take council with the utopian,
They'll help us create a better world for all.

          The shortest day and longest night of the year have past, the year is running to an end, how will we shape the new year? Will we crave to get back to the "old ways" the so called "normal", or will we seize this opportunity to sever the shackles of consumerism, break free from the deadening hand of the luxury yacht owning planet plunderers with their private little tax havens? There has never been a more opportune moment to make the change, shift our direction away from the exploiting profit seekers and look towards our communities, allow the corporate beasts to rot in the wilderness. We can create a world of mutual aid, co-operatives, skill sharing, DIY and swap-shops, etc., all built on sustainability, equality, dignity, freedom from the profit motive, and respect for all our people. In so doing we see an end to wars, deprivation and escape the pending ecological disaster that awaits us if we continue with the profit mongers greed driven plan for ever expanding consumerism. A plan that only feeds the pampered privileged parasite class and leads to a devastated ecosystem, unfit for habitation.
       The two roads are diametrically opposite each other, the choice of which we choose is up to us, if we continue to follow the state/corporate/consumerism path, we will deserve all we get, and I doubt our grandchildren will thank us for that tainted bitter heritage. We have to make that choice sooner rather than later, the egg timer is running out.

 

 IT'S TIME TO STORM HEAVEN.

Under the yoke of servitude we dragged our existence forward
For generations have fertilised the earth with our blood
Oiled the machinery of wealth with our sweat
We have produce bountiful harvests
A mountain of luxury
Yet
All we know is
Penury pain and poverty
Struggle laced with bitter anguish
Our hands have fashioned a pleasure palace
Feasts abundance frivolity and a sea of fetishes
For a merciless army that feeds on selfishness and greed
And though we dwell under the shadow of hell
We will shall never relinquish our dreams
In our hearts we nurture a better future
A softer world for all our children
Where poverty's claws
And war's ire
die
One day
Our righteous anger
Will smoulder and rumble
And cause the old world to tremble
Before exploding in a blast of social justice
We the people will storm the gates of an earthly heaven.
 
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