26 Sunday Jul 2020
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
Darkness descends upon the land
The evil deployed far & wide
return home to devour our flesh
Our enemies revel in our undoing
vengeful gods spewing discord in the wind
The brave are silenced & threatened with evil
teargassed & spirited away in the night
Who will save us from the hateful heart?
Who will save us from the faithful
holding onto false promises?
Who will save us from collaborators
bought with wealth & power?
Candles flickering in the darkness
guide our faltering steps
13 Sunday Jan 2019
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
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Earth's Dispossessed, Fading Empire, Fear & Intolerance, Freedom & Inclusion, Lady Liberty, Moral decay, USA-Mexico border wall
The Great Wall of China and Hadrian’s Wall
surviving projections of great power
of ancient dynasties and empires
defense against barbarian attacks
breached by invaders and internal strife.
East Germany’s Berlin Wall of our times
projection of fear and intolerance
of the communist Soviet Union
defense against divergent policies
razed by cries for freedom and inclusion.
The USA-Mexico border wall
projection of fear and intolerance
defense against criminal invaders
withdrawal from global alliances
to stoke dispersion of moral decay.
The flame of Lady Liberty sputters
a refuge no more for Earth’s dispossessed
freedom, inclusion, human dignity
hostages of cries for former glory
strangled in the empire’s fading light.
11 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
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Charlottesville/Virginia, Displaced peoples, Divisiveness in America, Fear and hate in America, Honduran migrants, Make America Great Again, Pittsburgh Synagogue Shooting, We reap what we sow, White nationalists
We want our country back
rile white nationalists
goose-stepping through the streets
of Americaville
waving tiki torches
emboldened and blinded
by their chosen fuhrer
ruling in the White House.
Homo sapiens. Wise man. Where is the wisdom, our superior intelligence, when we know not that we know not? How soon we forget that we live on the ancestral lands of conquered Native Americans: over 500 tribes occupying these lands for more than 15,000 years. How soon we forget that the good life we have enjoyed for generations has come with the sacrifice of non-white bodies to the gods of greed, plunder, and dispossession. Continue reading
27 Sunday May 2018
Posted in Human Behavior, Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus
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Cosmic perspective of life, Einstein's theory of relativity, Jerusalem, Misogyny, Quantum entanglement, Racism, Space-time continuum, The Doomsday Machine by Daniel Ellsberg, World Peace, Xenophobia
Einstein’s theories of relativity
upending the way we view time.
Past – present – future but an illusion.
Time & space woven together
forming a four-dimensional fabric.
Space-time, Einstein called it.
Quantum entanglement defies physics.
Separate entangled photons
& they remain connected
mimicking the behavior of the other
at the same time.
Spooky action at a distance, Einstein called it.
What of Man made from stardust
of atoms & entangled photons
existing in space-time
mindless of his cosmic entanglement
and shared fate?
Misogyny – racism – xenophobia
expand space-time between photons
disrupting their entanglement.
Same but separate
yearning and friction without end.
America
rising from the detritus of war
splits the atom
unleashing humanity’s Doomsday Machine
in space-time.
Jerusalem
citadel of the gods
of Christians – Jews – Muslims
trapped in space-time
where past – present – future are one.
In space-time warped by Man
world peace is impossible.
Man of Earth
how do you undo
what can’t be disentangled?
28 Sunday Jan 2018
Planet Earth
Mother Gaia to the Ancient Greeks
goddess and primordial power
to emerge after Chaos
Spinning and hurtling through space
at about 66,600 miles per hour
always in motion
trapped in orbit around the Sun
Earth your home and mine
no escape
gravity holds us all hostage
except for
Astronauts and cosmonauts
in their rocket ships
a privileged few
to view Earth from space
a tiny, fragile, blue ball of life
with a paper-thin shield
hanging in the void
exposed & vulnerable to
Solar flares and radiation
reflected and absorbed by a 300-mile-thick atmosphere
holding the life-giving air we breathe
a ticking time-bomb with rising carbon dioxide levels
as of January 25, 2018
the Doomsday Clock moved to two minutes to midnight
a notch closer to the end of humanity
from looming threats of climate change and nuclear war
Spaceship Earth
one living, breathing organism
with one destiny
the “overview effect” causes
a cognitive shift of self-awareness
as part of the larger whole
Mother Earth Gaia
our home and final resting place
if we the people of Earth don’t take care of her
if we don’t set aside our differences
and work together
who else will
Watch the Video: The Overview Effect
22 Sunday Oct 2017
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
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Corporate greed, Economy & Life, Free Market Capitalism, Government, Soul of a Nation Poem by Rosaliene Bacchus
HE craves adulation
Look only at me, he tweets
I am a billionaire
I am the god you seek
HE makes men great again
White supremacists rise up with glee
All I want is loyalty
Have no other god but me Continue reading
18 Sunday Jun 2017
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
Father said not to worry about anything.
He was working to provide for my needs.
And I believed him.
Father said he would never let anyone hurt me.
He was there to protect me, Mother, and my brother Paul.
And I believed him.
Father said not to worry about climate change;
the science is still debatable.
And I believed him.
Father said the abortion of an unborn child is an abomination.
Life is sacred. Only God can take a life.
And I believed him. Continue reading
16 Sunday Apr 2017
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
I am Mother.
Created by Father.
A complex scientific birthing process, they say.
I weighed over twenty-one thousand pounds at birth.
Father spared no expense;
he happily paid the $314 million.
I carried you for nine months
in the womb, my child.
I almost lost you, you know.
They closed the clinic
where I used to get healthcare.
I am Mother.
Created by Father.
My over-pressure waves obliterate
everything & everyone within a one-mile radius.
Look at me with awe & trepidation.
I am Death.
Where is Father?
I am cold & hungry, Mother.
He abandoned us, my child—
to pursue his dreams
of dominating the world.
I am Mother.
Created by Father.
He dropped me from the sky
to plummet to the earth.
My body detonated into gazillion atoms.
My soul became a black hole.
I am beautiful.
I am strong.
I am invincible.
Created in Father’s image.
I am Mother of All Bombs. Continue reading
16 Sunday Oct 2016
Posted in Poetry by Rosaliene Bacchus, United States
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Aleppo/Syria, Global warming, Hurricane Matthew 2016, Threat of nuclear war, USA 2016 Presidential Elections
Warmer oceans
Fearsome winds drive clouds of water bombs
Caught in a storm surge
In Aleppo
Lives mean nothing to take out Assad
Caught in a storm surge
Video tape
Unmasks groping billionaire
Caught in a storm surge
Hacked email files
Reveal deception of Favored One
Caught in a storm surge
U.S. & Russia
In stalemate over Syria
Caught in a storm surge
Temperatures rise
War drums roll between nuclear powers
Caught in a storm surge
Whatever our choice
Come November at the polls we are
Caught in a storm surge
Winds gather force
I hold onto Wisdom to save us
Caught in a storm surge
26 Sunday Jun 2016
The Pyramid of Capitalist System
Photo Credit: Evolutionary Economics
The pyramid
primordial mound
rising from the depths
ancient tomb of pharaohs
reflective sides mirroring the sun
gateway to the heavens beyond the earth
transforming the soul for its union with the gods.
The pyramid
tomb of the masses
forever trapped in its base
herded, cajoled & discarded
struggle, fight & kill each other
to sustain the few at the top of the pyre
bloated with their contempt, gorging on human flesh.
The pyramid
legacy of an ancient civilization
points to the heavens, the expanding universe
beyond the limits of our small finite world
to the full realization of our true being
a limitless spirit, capable of the impossible
together as one, sharing the gifts of the earth.
