Inspired by the movement that seems to be taking hold in the guise of Senator Bernie Sanders’ bid for the 45th President of the United States and, the events transpiring in Europe between Greece’s new left-wing government and, the rest of the Eurozone nations. Through these effort, voice of the Common Peoples has chance to be heard:
I walk alone, this country mile,
I harbour fear, behind a smile,
The pain I feel, has been for a while;
Each new step, has become a trial.
I look to those, who’ve come before,
For clue to what will help restore
The goodness of love that is our core;
To rid repressive apathy, for ever more.
A future of pride, full of promise
Is within our reach, vibrant and honest;
Revitalizing the weak, to be the strongest;
Railing against greed and the lawless
With this new hope, there comes a true light;
The downtrodden, for once, standing up to fight;
Fuelled by the energy to make matters right;
Exiting the darkness, from this longest night.
As a side-note: The next President-elect will be the 45th Presidency; for those into Numerology, this would reflect the Number – 9. `The last of the cardinal numbers, the 9 is the most worldly and sophisticated of all numbers. The 9 has some similarities with the 6. However, whereas the 6 as a symbol of motherly (or fatherly) love, giving its love and care to friends, family and the immediate community, the 9 offers it to the world at large; the 9, more than any other number, has global consciousness. Looking at the shape of the symbol is, as always, quite telling. The 9 is like the 6 upside down, a symbol of her offering sympathy and compassion to everyone; a reservoir of giving with a generous downward spout.‘(source:http://www.numerology.com/numerology-numbers/9)
naykdpoet 
Last Human Standing
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This poem, originally written back in 2012 in response to social and geopolitical issues occurring at that tumultuous time, upon review, seems more appropriate to the current state of world affairs with the inauguration of the 45th President Donald J. Trump.
Unlike the fears garnered when the poem was first written; what seems poised on the horizon to erupt, due to increased nationalism not only in the United States but across Western Europe, should instill a true sense foreboding reminiscent of the pre-World War II era.
Unfortunately, humanity once again appears to fall victim to the machinations of the pathological designs of true power:
Last Human Standing
Falling deeper into the abyss of our making
This life on Earth seems forsaken
Though remedy of solution viably in-hand
But ignored, for reasons becoming clearer to understand
Global power held by the unseen elite
Are determined to manifest humanity’s defeat
They will not rest until their destructive plan is complete
Instigated with common people fighting each other in the street
Economic collapse is their efficient tool to instigate
Knowing empty belles’ are much easier to infuriate
Whilst poised in their ivory towers left to masturbate
While goon-squad militarized police, the uprisings, mitigate
It would take a fool’s mind not to see what is happening
The civilized structure of the last hundred years is set for collapsing
Then by their design a New Order for civilization is ready for hatching
To render a commoner’s life to impoverishment by servitude, ever-lasting
These are not words to echo the cry of humanity’s impending defeat
It is a call to recognize what is about to come and its receipt
Demanding if it is to happen – common people take their stand on the street
Poised ready to fight until the last Human standing on their feet
If this poem resonates with you please explore others written in the same vain as well, several poems of a more entertaining and humorous note. Thank you.
Please feel free, too, to let me know what you think by dropping me your comments to:
naykdpoet@outlook.com
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