Tearless eyes,,,

Tags

depression, Loneliness, love, poem, poetry, tearless eyes

Dear eyes why can’t you weep
Dear eyes why can’t you cry
The tears have dug too deep
But The well is full not dry

Cast away these demons
That haunts my night
Pour out all the reasons
And make it right

Bless me with forgiveness
And make me forget
what we have suffered and witnessed
what we have faced and met

Dear crow the tears won’t show
Would you lend a hand?
Make them fall and flow
Right here where we stand

My liege my old friend
I can’t lift this curse
Tears won’t go with the wind
And their scars are worst

It’s a river that we can’t stop
and we’ll have to endeavor
It starts with a single drop
then it will rain forever

forgive me my liege
For I have failed
your wish is out of reach
your curse prevailed

Your tears will burn inside
and they’ll leave some scars
souvenirs that will reside
Of lost battles and wars

the scars will always grow
but we can’t Wear them in pride
Those who look closely will know
what we mask and hide

alas, You are free to leave
I’ll just gather my strength
Inside ill shall weep and grieve
for you and my tears, have failed me at length

And I know fate isn’t done with me yet
Fate has more games to play
and I know I can safely bet
That I’ll lose and pay

I wish they would tear me apart
Perhaps right then they’ll yield
when they find her carved in my heart
beneath the mask and shield

my liege if I may
An advice to give
No gain in pain I say
And she deserve to live
one day memories will be gone
And we will carry on

©FAT 2015

turning tables,,, on thanksgiving, immigration, native Americans,redskins mascot

Tags

humanity, illegal immigrants, immigration, life, native americans, poem, poetry, redskins, thanksgiving, thought of the day

Thanksgiving is not the same
Forgotten all lessons learned
Nothing is left but the name
And a turkey bird

Teaching and giving with passion
Empathy for those despairing
Showing gratitude and compassion
Then finding joy in sharing

Immigrants in a foreign land
Chasing hope seeking a new life
Long journey, weakened souls, unable hands
Mother Nature, predators, fear and strife

The natives stepped in
Taught them what they didn’t know
When seasons end and begin
And how to fish and grow

Time progressed
They survived against all odds
With a bountiful harvest they were blessed
A gift from the almighty god

The immigrants gave back
And a mighty feast was held
Plates full of food in stacks
Hearts with joy and gratitude filled

Unfairly the tables turned
Favors and oaths forgotten
80 millions killed many villages burned
Fields were filled with slaves and cotton

Shamefully the bounty hunters wore proudly
Guns and ropes, redskins and ascots
And today the likes of bill O’reilly
Defend the shameful Redskins mascot

More years have passed
Events were marked with a celebration
God bless the souls that passed
And comfort those contained in reservations

Now with humanity mauled
Enslaved by silver and gold
Aliens parasites illegal and bold
Is what new immigrants are called

They want to build electric fences
Lay mines and to shoot on sight
Label giving and helping offenses
And to waver medical and education right

They say they taint our neighborhood
They raise and waste our taxes
They steal our jobs and steal our food
Soon they will attack us with machetes and axes

If only the ancestors could speak
Of what they felt and gone through
Of what they ran from what they migrated to seek
You’ll know immigrants are the same in what they pursue

The jobs u seek were sent abroad
They money you lack is piled elsewhere
Question those on TV who play god
And tells you of your struggle from upstairs

Nothing clouds the vision
Like envy, lust and greed
And what taints a decision
Are selfish wants and need

Sharing is of naivety and hypocrisy is the creed
And to mankind empathy became estranged
They think of today but not of their seeds
When the tables are turned and roles exchanged

For the future don’t be a lesson
And Heed the lessons of the past
Live and let live and share your blessings
For nothing but him will forever last
©FAT 2014

The battle within

Tags

depression, fate, life, Loneliness, love, poem, poetry, thought of the day

A heart and a soul centuries apart
Entwined and tangled in an endless battle
When one retreats the other one starts
Their battle bells can never cease to rattle

The soul is wise yet broken and worn
For preservation it had itself enshrouded
The heart is brave and willing but also torn
Desires and hope had its vision clouded

One speaks of all sacrifices
And how they both survived
One want to make more compromises
And have both lives revived

One is the enemy within
With a lot to offer and give
One deems that a sin
To ask for another chance to live

One can’t seem to have faith in fate
And wants to be content and spiritual
One strive to find their soul mate
And awaits a miracle

The heart is eager and willing
But not the soul
To fill the void that needs filing
And to conquer all

Hearts are addicted to pain
To wisdom it can’t resign
But a journey is always in vain
If there isn’t a finishing line

Their goal and hopes disclosed
And it makes me wonder
If the battle will be resolved
Before they are six feet under

In the vessel they are only guests
And the flesh can’t forever roam
The heart will one day rest
And the soul will find its home
©FAT 2014

100 years of struggle….

Tags

Balfour pact, chaos, Freedom, imperialsim, liberty, life, philosophy, poem, poetry, politics, Sykes–Picot, Terrorism, the middle east, thought of the day, veto, war

A year and a half to go
For my 100 years anniversary
But Fate is a treacherous foe
And time is a formidable adversary

I was fed by death
Without a mother I was born
A month after my brother’s breath
My two creators got known

My will does reach the cloud
And my pawns can’t swerve
Imprisoned In a golden shroud
And their subjects just blindly serve

What I loudly preach
Their wealth is mine by god
And between what they hope to reach
Lays massacre, war and blood

Revolution on top of Revolutions
That I have seen decay
Summits, Panels and solutions
The veto voted nay

Today blasphemy reek
And it is getting out of hand
Of a caliphate they speak
To reunite the land

They say I’ll die next year
And my brother will follow
Their lies I don’t fear
And their words they’ll swallow

But what drove them mad
Something have gone wrong
Simple naive nomads
Have grown too strong

Their money I spent wisely
I have given them life
So exciting and lively
Bombs golden chains and strife

Occupations I have clarified
But they don’t understand
Massacres I have justified
Still right here they stand

Now the crazed are multiplying
Every day and night
And the peaceful are dyeing
They are beheaded left and right

Soon humanity will hide
And the end will begin
All sides will soon collide
For what they can’t win

Who would I fool?
What would I cherish?
Who would I rule?
When they all die and perish

Dear lord forgiveness I ask
And mercy I hope you’ll show
On my brother Balfour pact
And myself Sykes–Picot
©FAT 2014

 i Fear the chaos coming and i pray for world peace.

mending,,, a scribble on the G20 summit

Tags

famine, Freedom, G20 summit, humanity, hunger, life, philosophy, poem, poetry, politics, revolution, thought of the day, wars

A summit of deceivers
From around the globe
Twenty seven major leaders
With nothing to give but hope

Dining on caviar and crab
Toasting with champagne glasses
Saying they will fix the gap
Between society’s classes

It is out of naivety to think
That they can afford
To save what’s about to sink
Unless they are onboard

They will address corruption
Reforming Global Institutions
But not wars and destruction
Nor global plague solutions

They will remove Obstacles to Trade
So what is grown next door
Will be circled and remade
Then finally cost us more

With employment and infrastructure
They will provide our children
A new enslavement work force structure
With whole new buildings

Strengthening the Energy Market
Is their goal this session
Cause it is a democrat’s target
Before the expected succession

When democrats are in power
It is medicine and energy
And when in elections they cower
It is oil and weaponry

As soon as they arrive
Researchers are supplied with millions
Plagues suddenly surfaces and thrive
And vaccines are sold in billions

When republicans in chair
Weapons are not preserved
Invasions and wars are fair
And oil prices are well deserved

Back to the summit’s goals
And what is not included
Health, hunger, war, segregation walls-
Education and rights as usually excluded

Weakness they call compassion
And help is seen as free loot
Giving is not their fashion
Unless it is a golden chute

At the moment we are alright
And time will remove the veil
The people will show their might
When hunger and needs prevail

Then an old cycle begins
Full of mankind sins
A painful process of mending
A hefty price for cleansing
Rebellions and revolutions
Cannibalism, sickness, famine and executions
Civil wars, genocides and a global war
Dark ages that we have seen before
But revolution is sometime a must
And poor people’s wars are always just

©FAT 2014

if only the G20 summit would cover these issues:

1- hunger and famine which they will never address cause a full stomach wont do as told.

2- health, stopping researches to weaponize viruses and investing in emerging plagues but the profit is in prolonging the treatment not curing the cause plus controlling by fear.

3- education, free education but then a person who isnt in debt wont accept what ever is tossed their way by big corporates.

4- the huge global increase of people under poverty line in contrast with rich people getting richer.

5- wars , the shameful security council and it’s Veto.

6- economy system , where u are born in debt and die in debt like a hamster in a wheel.

7- trade ethics where a company cant produce a product in some countries due to health hazards so they shift manufacturing to a developing country (previously called 3rd world countries) , corporates colonizing countries for resources such as the chocolate trade , fur trade , ivory trade chemical and nuclear wastes dumped in developing countries.

etc etc etc

minimum wage

Tags

capitalism, democracy, minimum wage, poem, poetry, politics, socialism, society, thought of the day

A working force we are called
When we carry the load
Parasites we are called
When we can’t afford

They say my tax is fair
A Rich people’s claim
Shush and don’t you dare
We all pay the same

What is left in my pocket
Keep me off a starvation stage
Cost and Inflation sky rocket
And here lay my minimum wage

It was made to support
A family like yours and mine
Now a days it only escort-
Us below the poverty line

They say my demands and plead
Will hurt my folks and nation
Their wants are just, but not my needs
Their resorts their planes and my starvation

Job creators shall be defended
So said this man on fox news
All the ethics he bended
But he does have an excuse

The media is owned by the rich
And the rich make governments
Dug in their own front and trench
Above all laws and punishments

Unions that once stood strong
Now hang on gallows
Fair wage was once a song
But corruption swallows

By capitalism I am destined
To be just a tool
If I speak of change I am sentenced
To be called a fool

We’ll be labeled lazy and needy
Cause we don’t have a choice
Jealous, bitter and greedy
When we raise our voice
In my struggle the rich will never believe
My evolution is always considered a threat
That’s why when they die, the money the leave
Will Sometimes go to their favorite pet!

So many stories to tell
About the empires that fell
How they were brought to their knee
By women and men like you and me
Life isn’t worth living without a cause
And Revolution is just against unjust laws

©FAT 2014

i dont care what economic system one should follow,but i know for sure capitalism isnt working only in favor for the 3%-10% of the society and it needs an intensive invasive revision and perhaps a dose of socialism would do until then.

President Roosevelt once warned: “Do not let any calamity-howling executive with an income of $1,000 a day, …tell you…that a wage of $11 a week is going to have a disastrous effect on all American industry.” (1) and these days all what what we see on fox news are panels of so called experts and overpaid news pundits telling us an increase in minimum wage will hurt the economy history repeats it self…

(1) Franklin Roosevelt, Public Papers and Address, Vol. 7

Life and Fate

Tags

destiny, fate, life, Loneliness, poem, poetry, society, thought of the day

A peaceful moonless night
A shy dimmed light
Laying beside this tree comparing scars
And when silence reign we stalk the stars

swimming in my thoughts the present and past
wondering as I go deeper, if my breath would last
and how many more pages in this journey of mine
would it satisfy my thirst or be like this bottle of wine

I look at the sky and say god bless the dead
And rest their souls until they ascend
Sealed lips motionless and flesh so rotten
But worthy kind souls can never be forgotten

People are treacherous so are fate and life
If one doth stab the others twist the knife
Life is a sentence for an uncommitted crime
And sometime living is just serving time

When happiness and joy flee your gaze
The seconds are hours and hours take days
And as crazy as it may seem
A peaceful night becomes a dream

Your pocket is your worth, is what they say
And if you are not a hunter you are a prey
Kindness is of naivety and honest people dunce
The end justify means and you only live once

Not being blessed with looks is seen as curse
Being poor is a crime and is actually worse
Bigots are hawks and wise men are pigeons
And it is fair to hate based on race and religion

Misplaced trust for our greed and lust
Trusting hearts and hearts are so unjust
To get hurt and burnt our hearts are fated
A goodbye is the destiny of whatever that mated

An inevitable fact guaranteed by time
A punishment that doesn’t fit the crime
Whether you plan ahead or live for the moment
Fate will always be the victorious opponent

©FAT 2014

and old thought extended.

* image is from Google free images

made of steel

Tags

depression, despair, faith, Loneliness, poem, poetry, thought of the day

Between a rock and a hard place
My lonely heart is aching
Smiles have fled my face
And my will is slowly breaking

Imprisoned in my heart
Yet free to roam
Any journey I start
Only takes me home

The Misery and worry
Makes half of me
A bag of smiles I carry
For the rest to see

Eyes can’t cry
In time of strife
The well gone dry
By time and life

Misplaced trust
Treacherous act
No love but lust
And broken pacts

My life is a play
And I am the only actor
I am the hunter and prey
The savior and captor

Living isn’t a crime
And I can’t give in
I’ll just serve my time
And raise my chin

To The cards I am dealt
Of pain and sorrow
I have never knelt
But kept seeking morrow

I will swim against the flow
Cause I know my worth
Wind of change will blow
As I move on forth

I am neither broken nor bent
And wounds will one day heal
Sometimes my scars will vent
But truly I am made of steel

The immortal the wise
Will see me through
Everything else dies
But my faith won’t do

His wisdom is my addiction
His light makes everything grows dim
I know if I was touched by affliction
No one can cure it but him

©FAT 2014