The Creation (Head-Line Poetry)

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U.S. Army to Deploy Robo Jeeps
The next couple of years are going to be rough, said the man I just met.
I almost said everything’s going to be okay, but opted to deploy silence instead.

The man and I parted ways with a mutual gravity of the unspoken…

Forces in Afghanistan kill militants involved in downing of copter
Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!

Death has come with teeth this time! It growled, it shrieked, it lunged forth with the broken teeth of the last heap…

O when will I begin to see that my spleen has turned on me. Its hard shell, without breath, has come with weary worn legs and whirling minds, man as marionette.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!

Death has come…

Most Americans believe U.S. on wrong track: poll
USA! USA! USA!
How long am I going to wait before I open my eyes to more than myself?

Life’s track circles the globe and mounts its painting upon the primitive easel and upon the museum of skies, edges made of living dust, floors of rock, ceilings of air; the mystery of Love and Home…

Rapes, attacks up against Somalis fleeing famine
O Creation! End this my misery! Bring your thunder and wind strafing all the uses of war! Do not hold back, not until all of war is vanquished, all murder is itself murdered, all rape collapses in on its own useless scratch, all famine’s wiped from this worthless memory!

O Creation! It is now or never, forever and ever on end.

Love or die…

Stock markets fall again as bank shares tumble
The love of money is no different than the perpetual want of it.
Madman! What did he say?
The love of money is no different than the incessant need of it.
Insanity! What’d that fool declare?
The love of money is no different than the constant constraint of it.
That’s madness! Money makes the world go round!
The breath of creation makes the world go round, money brings it all crashing down and I wade through the muck without joy, without Love, without…

ROOT OF

"For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs." __1 Timothy 6:10 It is MONEY, not the LOVE of it that is the issue, the true problem. Love, in and of itself, is never a problem, WANT and NEED, or better yet- the WANT and the conundrum of its very REQUIREMENT for our survival IS the problem, it's creation and our blind use of it is logically the ROOT. In other words, let's leave LOVE out of it altogether and deal with the facts instead. If money were not made by us as a requirement for our survival, we'd find ourselves in a much better position to argue of its need and our want of it. MRP Peace and Love © 2015 Mark Richard Prime

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........•SHRIEKING MACHINE•........ •HEAD-LINES• •RIP• ---(“Russian missiles blast Ukrainian military academy and hospital, killing more than 50, officials say”)--- There are no more lessons to learn here, no more beds to hold the human wounded, just missile’s shrieking their grotesque ode, The Death of Humankind! RIP, children of God… ---(“Hundreds attend Mercer Island vigil, march for murdered Israeli hostages”)--- Dear mourners, this is the brutal vacuum of a genocidal, terror-filled, indiscriminate war-machine made of fear and we are all hostages to its deafening roar! RIP, children of God… ---(“10-year-old allegedly confesses to fatally shooting 82-year-old man and his daughter”)--- I must confess, this is part of war’s shrieking, children lost with a we...

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sdrawkcaB nruT (Turn Backwards)

I have been witness to the four pillars and see no reason to carry death there. Doesn’t the world know that life moves for more than just the sons of Abraham? O! I see the stunned throats floating by in the dusk to their stiff-limbed sleep as metal rains down over the Jordan’s western prophet, children dying there. I am here, waiting, breathing in the dusk under the shadow of the patriarch, asking, can we again build the shrine inside the soul and leave our flesh to time? © 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

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