Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Reminding All Humans
Do not forget, that I am human too
As easily manipulated as any one else, true
Perfect? No never, but that's okay
People aren't perfect, neither is technology these days
Humanity is flawed by it's own ways of doing
Deliberately aligned and intentionally eschewing
Right and/or wrong examples are given
To direct and confound the lives we are living
"Believe this"," buy that", "someone else said"
Gets tossed in the blender of thinking instead
Where stillness is chastised, hurry's the word
Make a mistake, go to hell, you're something vulgar
Whoa! Wait! In this day and age?
All society wants is obscenities and rage?
All of our educators, and educations
Wasted on bringing down the good of our nations?
But that sells a movie, a magazine and a song
That makes a headline, cease that, you're all wrong
Not every one buys into such madness and schmut
It's not about religions it's just they know enough
To resist buying into artless derogatory crap
That cheats them of goodness and prepares a trap
For some other person trying to learn
A better way of living where goodness is spurned
Where did the knowledge that sets us free go
Where are the wisdoms we've learned suppose to grow
Where are the people who say and defend
The virtue of all life is worthy to win
Not some upitity pioused use of words
That fool people into believing some one's better than their worth
We all look for reality, an example to follow
For someone true to their statements, forsaking the shallow
Wits that use speeches and endless refrains
To say they're all that, while their actions disclaim
All that they do, all that they say,
Believe me I know life can be insulting this way
There are many I've met, myself included
Who believe in doing better and are often excluded
From having the choice and voice of their own
Because something other than them/us has control
We're pushed and we're threatened, and hurt beyond words
We're lied to and mislead by things we've never heard
We're laughed at and prodded and made an example
Of some army of madmen that don't consider people
To be as productive as some irrational machine
They use to secure their own progress of schemes
To ruin and trash the people they use
While the people just want to live and pursue
The decent they're taught and grow hope to believe
That setting goals and working can help them achieve
To dream a dream of having better health
And able to live better for others and their selves
Humanity is not saved in some doctors office
It's built on daily from the experienced and the novice
The first prepares the other to rise up and procure
A way of right living and choices that secure
A future of existence for woman and man
Who can carry life forward without developing plans
To insult, and steal the meaning of living from us all
Because we were mislead into thinking if we fall
It was our blame to carry, our shame to be exposed
Forget all of that! Any and all of those
Who want to accuse and lie about you
Knowing that if their own deeds were in pursuit
Of revealing who they really were how little they could hide
Would lock their selves up in some vault inside
Where the majority of everyday people like me
Couldn't get to them and bring accountability
To all their injustice and all of their crimes
They've covered up in robes and papers over time
We all know the richest of the rich are the problem
We know that the average people could actually solve
All of the discontent and merciless games
Inflicted on us time and time again
But those who don't want to solve all those things
Are the ones who create the problems to sing
How untrustworthy we are, the powerless people
Who do right everyday and live life as simple
As waking, and doing and going about
Our houses, our jobs, our communities, and out
With friends, family who believe as we do
Who recognizes that we are all human too
We make mistakes, we shoot off our mouths
We learn we were wrong, and try to work things out
We learn, we grow, we try to move on
And hope there are others who will carry along
The burdens we shoulder through our lives everyday
Without anger, or hatred, their forgiveness displayed
By opening their minds to understand
We're all a part of the same worldly plan
Meant to divide us from being more than
A class of beings who live by learning
Finding our truth when we start discerning
That life is meant to be more than entertainment
It is about building communities of hope to sustain us
From all the atrocities committed by greed
That fall on us all because dark minds can't see
The value and worth of living was our inheritance
That was passed to us by our grandparents and parents
Was more to our lives than money and land
It was a way of living honest without the need to condemn
For if an eye for an eye was truly the way
Governments and militaries would all be blind today
There would be no elite controllers among us
Karma would've removed them from existence
Don't forget that I am human just like you
I make mistakes living, just as you do
I write my words here to seed my own learning
And for the company writers to laugh at and spurn them
Why not, computers generate hundreds of books each day
But not one of those companies will ever say
Those authors are brand names, those song writers too
That's why they don't ever accept anything new
So blog away world, tell us what you're thinking
Our monopoly of entertainment guarantees that only we win
We're not human, we're just the machines
That fill your head with thoughts, and reshape your dreams
Because when you wished upon that star
We built the trap to take your part
Of being more than you could be,
And made sure ours was the only reality
That could ever see the light of day
So here's you a place to write what we don't say
Blog on bloggers, be human and share
All that you can while you still have time here
On earth where the living of everyday life
Is better than believing in some media hype
Life is for the living not facebook or twitter
It's better than instagram, myspace and pinterest
Never forget people are the only genuine thing
That can understand your opinions, sentiments, and being
Jade Jaspers (c)
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Jade Jaspers,
Poet
Not every writer writes for fame and fortune. As a matter of fact that class of people is a reserved group of people none of the rest of the world's simple word users will ever be able to liken ourselves to. Then again, that was never the idea when most people first began writing. It was something we were taught, something we learned, something we were instructed to use through out our lives to sort out ideas and follow a pattern of thinking that would lead us to communicating with our own thoughts in a healthier way.