Militants have a mindset they follow There is one truth – opinion is hollow Newspeak* is the way Free thought so passé In their own limited language they wallow *In George Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four Newspeak was the fictional language used by the ruling party to limit freedom of thought. It is now recognised … Continue reading Limerick XXI
Colour – it’s time to reflect On what defines us and the goals that we set Apartheid once ruled ‘Baasskap’* was the tool We are better, much better, than that *'Baasskap' was the Afrikaans term used to describe white supremacy in South Africa during Apartheid rule.
His frame is like a picture Mounted high upon the wall Surprised he looks aghast At the others they're disturbing So principled a stance Replaced by the pragmatic Conciliation to the forefront One stands languished quite perturbing Let me out let's get it done Moving forward without a warning Will … Continue reading In the morning
I live in Australia. We are about to go to the polls to vote in a federal election. It is compulsory. Yes, we are compelled to vote. Not a bad thing in many ways as at least we have the opportunity to take part in a free and fair election, making us one of the … Continue reading politics down under
I'm lost - you left me - why did you pass me by I need your leadership your love - your sense that yes, it's worth a try Like a tree - standing taller you lift my sense of being why did you go I need you so you are my fallen beam A captain … Continue reading You left
Because one said so is it true who else says it’s so – do you because one warrants you agreed who else will agree with thee because one stands tall do you stand too does anyone else stand tall with you out of many, one – (e pluribus unum) – thirteen letters … Continue reading out of many
The cotton-fields triggered his sense of loss Remembrance shone through It meant so much to him It meant nothing unto you. The summer sky was bright, the moonlight warm Who’d imagine what’d gone before? Hell on Earth had been to visit Desperate times in days of yore. He knew before his family passed Sweet Jesus … Continue reading Remembrance
Protect the Spartan child on the mount Bring him down the mount and back to health Defend the warrior, enveloped in battle Covertly, surreptitiously, by stealth Be Provedore to the unprotected Without they do not go nor suffer yet Support the weak, coerced, from shame, deflected Allow those outside, known, within to come … Continue reading the Spartan child
Australian newspapers this weekend had but one issue in their ‘Commentary’ section(s) – Paris. For once I read everyone’s opinions. By the time I post this, at least nineteen people have died in Mali. For once, media coverage was all over the hostage crisis, and our hearts go out to the families of those that died, … Continue reading at the crossroads
I took my choc lab down the beach this morning. She loves to play with the other dogs and chase the ball while I talk to the ‘locals,’ a little community all their own. Our sense of safety and security never occurred to us. We all waded our feet in the water and walked on … Continue reading Lest we forget
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