U S History Oliver Stone
The following video reflects our time with the past. An honest interpretation of the history that created the situation we have today. The use of a what was really boiler explosion on the Maine, by reactionary press, to create a war in Cuba. The admission of the most decorated General that he served Standard oil and corporate interests in all conquests in the Philippines and China. The international racism of conquest in the Philippines that exhibited and help to create supremacy and the Jim Crow laws.
This makes of history, a broken record.
The revelation that wars are based totally on business interests is not new. That World War One was started with an excuse but was really about banking and railroads is illuminating. We know the war in Iraq was about oil. That railroad the Germans were building that concerned the English so much, went from Germany to, guess where, Iraq. WW1 and big oil!.
It all sounds too familiar this U S History by Oliver Stone.
poems of peace and love
Speak Ye Poets
The rose demands
the light on her neck reveals her skin
and the rose demands
Her hands are the gold
to hold her hands in your hands is wealth
but
the rose demands
Save me
save my people
from the tyrant
the rose commands
speak ye poets
let your voice be the wind
in a dark forest
be the single acorn
dropping to the ground
and growing there
until there is a new forest
your heart is not in your
left hand
not in your right
your heart is beside the lungs which
speak, scream, write
for peace
for sanity
for
love
Speak!
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Oh dreamers
poets
artists
musicians
magicians of art
your pain is beauty itself
rolled off of you fingers
and into our hearts
our temporal hearts
When the rocks came alive
they made things
like children playing
except the art entered and
beauty said
share me
rescue me, art
tell me it all mattered
Water Poems on a Hot Day
The hot summer sun
makes cake of my skin
and the sweat lets me know
I’m alive
the water
is better then
it is needed then
and noticed
Can a poem be the water on a hot day
can the water flow down
this page
in
this poem
this time or the next
until there is no next
no new
meanderings
of the water in a poem until it lies there in a pool on the page, on this page
Reprinted from Flowing Water Poem
My Will Poem
My Will Poem
Our history is strewn with
brothers killing brothers
over kingdoms
great and small.
Kings and widowed queens
wished they were family still
when they became a will.
Once a person brave and strong
could swing a sword, but still
they became a will.
With judgement strong
they took a pen and
loved you more than them
or left you out in a whim,
when they became a will.
It’s better to die a penny shy
in a home for the poor
than to judge my family
on the way out the door,
for then the rose
left beside the stone
is for me, and me alone.
For my Aunt Ruth…..david michael jackson
What Are We Fighting For Poem
Old men pounding tables
sending young men to war
young men march in cadence
singing what are we fighting for
Oh to give the ladies
a chance to end this rhyme
and for their sons and daughters
to lead us this time
david michael jackson
Her Gift | Poem by Allison Grayhurst
She opens up the cupboard door
and smiles the beautiful smile.
She moves across the hardwood floors,
focused as a hawk.
There is something in her I cannot touch,
that has lived long beyond her short ten months.
She claps her hands and passes the ball. She waves
goodbye and washes the stains from my heart.
She is calm as a resting lion cub,
sure of her place beneath the sun. She is
a good friend, marked by her own brand of humour
with a love so bright it strips anew
even the roots of my belonging.
Allison Grayhurst is a full member of the League of Canadian Poets. Three of her poems have been nominated for Sundress Publications “Best of the Net” 2015, and she has more than 1000 poems published in over 410 international literary magazines, journals and anthologies in Canada, United States, England, India, Ireland, China, Scotland, Wales, Austria, Romania, New Zealand, Bangladesh, Colombia and Australia. …..
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