Thursday, July 23, 2015


The world

of Invasions
 
Like a virus, europeans came, tried to eliminate.
What they did not, abused !!!, trying to assimilate.
 
With such arrogance, greed, their evil hand,
coned, stole, raped and pillaged First Nations, land.
 
The Spanish, also – from afar they came.
In South America, they did the same.

The world over, this was their game plan !!!
to conquer the worlds indigenous man
 
Two beautiful continents – once so pristine.
After four hundred years, never again to be seen,
 
as greed, profit, the desire to control - by the few -
leaves so very little of what our forefathers once knew.
 
Our air, our land, has been poisoned by industrial waste.
Our foods, genetically manipulated, poisoned for profit haste.
 
We are living longer, yet with more disease.
Doctors fill us with poisonous chemicals, to ease,
 
yet, we are ever more stressed, living life distressed,
but are all our ills just masked, or truly addressed ?
 
B. J. “A ” 2
July 23rd 2015

 

Wednesday, July 22, 2015


The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
 
Everything was created to perfection.
Order and harmony was its reflection.
 
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
 
Are a world unto them selves .
Man portraying his pigmy elves.
 
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
 
We - a voice creating a wilderness.
Many try not  to, this I must confess.
 
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
|Are we able to become the salvation ?
for Mother Earth, Mother Natures creation.
 
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
 
Will the meek stand up and tower
over the strangest Creature’s power ?
 
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
 
Is faced with inevitable doom
as this little blue planet lowers the boom.
 
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
B. J. “A” 2
July 22nd 2015

Sunday, July 12, 2015


Upon the Winds
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Delicate are Kites, guided by the hands of Fate.
Upon guileless winds, they are carried on high.
 
Held aloft, for a time, going nowhere,
as they drift upon invisible waves, to and fro.
 
Maintaining various levels of altitude,
for as long as they are able.
 
At times, the hands of Fate,
loose their imperceptible hold.
 
With that, comes a crash and burn !
Some will, inevitably, remain grounded.
 
Others will find courage and strength,
and like the Phoenix, rise up again.
B. J. “A ” 2
July 12th 2015