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The reclamation scheme is both feasible and desirable.

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The Challenge

I had a dream
To challenge a scheme
And with my scheme
I shattered my dream
I had a scheme
To challenge a dream
And with my dream
I shattered my scheme
The scheme the brain and the dream
They challenged my self-esteem
I had a brain that conceived the dream
That challenged the scheme
That shattered the dream
That challenged my self-esteem
I had a brain that conceived the scheme
That challenged the dream
That shattered the scheme
That challenged my self-esteem
The brain the scheme and the dream
They challenged my self-esteem
With my self-esteem,
I challenge my scheme
To challenge my brain
To conceive the dream
That shattered the scheme
With my, scheme
I challenge my self-esteem
To challenge my brain
To conceive the dream
That shattered my self-esteem
With my, dream
I challenge my self-esteem
To challenge my brain
To conceive the scheme
That shattered the dream
My self-esteem the brain and the dream
They challenged the scheme

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Word On A Wing

In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
I dont need another change, still you forced away into my scheme of things
You say were growing, growing heart and soul
In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
Sweet name, youre born once again for me
Sweet name, youre born once again for me
Oh sweet name, I call you again, youre born once again for me
Just because I believe dont mean I dont think as well
Dont have to question everything in heaven or hell
Lord, I kneel and offer you my word on a wing
And Im trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
Its safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself
And I dont stand in my own light
Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing
My prayer flies like a word on a wing
Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?
In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
Sweet name, youre born once again for me
Just as long as I can see, Ill never stop this vision flowing
I look twice and youre still flowing
Just as long as I can walk
Ill walk beside you, Im alive in you
Sweet name, youre born once again for me
And Im ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh...
Lord, I kneel and offer you my word on a wing
And Im trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
Its safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself
And I dont stand in my own light
Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing
And Im trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
Its safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself
And I dont stand in my own light
Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing
My prayer flies like a word on a wing
Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?

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The Rhymes of Sym

Nobody knew why it should be so;
Nobody knew or wanted to know.
It might have been checked had but someone dared
To trace its beginnings; but nobody cared.
But 'twas clear to the wise that the Glugs of those days
Were crazed beyond reason concerning a craze.


They would pass a thing by for a week or a year,
With an air apathetic, or maybe a sneer:
Some ev'ryday thing, like a crime or a creed,
A mode or a movement, and pay it small heed,
Till Somebody started to laud it aloud;
Then all but the Nobodies followed the crowd.


Thus, Sym was a craze; tho', to give him his due,
He would rather have strayed from the popular view.
But once the Glugs had him they held him so tight
That he could not be nobody, try as he might.
He had to be Somebody, so they decreed.
For Craze is an appetite, governed by Greed.


So on Saturday week to the Great Market Square
Came every Glug who could rake up his fare.
They came from the suburbs, they came from the town,
There came from the country Glugs bearded and brown,
Rich Glugs, with cigars, all well-tailored and stout,
Jostled commonplace Glugs who dropped aitches about.


There were gushing Glug maids, well aware of their charms,
And stern, massive matrons with babes in their arms.
There were querulous dames who complained of the 'squash,'
The pushing and squeezing; for, briefly, all Gosh,
With its aunt and its wife, stood agape in the ranks
Excepting Sir Stodge and his satellite Swanks.


The Mayor of Quog took the chair for the day;
And he made them a speech, and he ventured to say
That a Glug was a Glug, and the Cause they held dear
Was a very dear Cause. And the Glugs said, 'Hear, hear.'
Then Sym took the stage to a round of applause
From thousands who suddenly found they'd a Cause.

We strive together in life's crowded mart,
Keen-eyed, with clutching hands to over-reach.
We scheme, we lie, we play the selfish part,

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The Scheme

Parting a friendship entails loss of feeling, bereavement and sad loss, it is the scheme,
We fight forever as hearts entwined, a sadness has overcome us, it is the scheme.

My dispute lies in the warning given to my brain, too soft, too poignant,
Since the power of the cold weather is upon us like a boss, it is the scheme.

Upstairs it rains from the clouds into my apartment if going was easy enough,
How do sentences disappear, and reappear for the chaos, is it the scheme?

Are not powers greater than what is shared, the bought product is used well,
Like no other, as it is a sequence of flight that is a sauce, it is the scheme.

My teeth have powerful roots, like the family and country, angering our youth,
Who see the world as fortune and gold and mines of silver, their ethos and scheme.

Why on this planet do we encounter pain all too resenting and unkind?
Because my friends part for open learning and they give no toss, it is a scheme.

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Joi, The Glug

The Glugs abide in a far, far land
That is partly pebbles and stones and sand,
But mainly earth of a chocolate hue,
When it isn't purple or slightly blue.
And the Glugs live there with their aunts and their wives,
In draughty tenements built like hives.
And they climb the trees when the weather is wet,
To see how high they can really get.
Pray, don't forget,
This is chiefly done when the weather is wet.

And every shadow that flits and hides,
And every stream that glistens and glides
And laughs its way from a highland height,
All know the Glugs quite well by sight.
And they say, 'Our test is the best by far;
For a Glug is a Glug; so there you are!
And they climb the trees when it drizzles or hails
To get electricity into their nails;
And the Glug that fails
Is a luckless Glug, if it drizzles or hails.'

Now, the Glugs abide in the Land of Gosh;
And they work all day for the sake of Splosh.
For Splosh the First is the Nation's pride,
And King of the Glugs, on his uncle's side.
And they sleep at night, for the sake of rest;
For their doctors say this suits them best.
And they climb the trees, as a general rule,
For exercise, when the weather is cool.
They're taught at school
To climb the trees when the weather is cool.

And the whispering grass on the gay, green hills
And every cricket that skirls and shrills,
And every moonbeam, gleaming white,
All know the Glugs quite well by sight.
And they say, 'It is safe, the text we bring;
For a Glug is an awfully Glug-like thng.
And they climb the trees when there's sign of fog,
To scan the land for a feasible dog.
They love to jog
Through dells in quest of the feasible dog.'

Now the Glugs eat meals three times a day
Because their fathers ate that way.
And their grandpas said the scheme was good
To help the Glugs digest their food.
And it's wholesome food the Glugs have got,
For it says so plain on the tin and pot.

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XI. Guido

You are the Cardinal Acciaiuoli, and you,
Abate Panciatichi—two good Tuscan names:
Acciaiuoli—ah, your ancestor it was
Built the huge battlemented convent-block
Over the little forky flashing Greve
That takes the quick turn at the foot o' the hill
Just as one first sees Florence: oh those days!
'T is Ema, though, the other rivulet,
The one-arched brown brick bridge yawns over,—yes,
Gallop and go five minutes, and you gain
The Roman Gate from where the Ema's bridged:
Kingfishers fly there: how I see the bend
O'erturreted by Certosa which he built,
That Senescal (we styled him) of your House!
I do adjure you, help me, Sirs! My blood
Comes from as far a source: ought it to end
This way, by leakage through their scaffold-planks
Into Rome's sink where her red refuse runs?
Sirs, I beseech you by blood-sympathy,
If there be any vile experiment
In the air,—if this your visit simply prove,
When all's done, just a well-intentioned trick,
That tries for truth truer than truth itself,
By startling up a man, ere break of day,
To tell him he must die at sunset,—pshaw!
That man's a Franceschini; feel his pulse,
Laugh at your folly, and let's all go sleep!
You have my last word,—innocent am I
As Innocent my Pope and murderer,
Innocent as a babe, as Mary's own,
As Mary's self,—I said, say and repeat,—
And why, then, should I die twelve hours hence? I—
Whom, not twelve hours ago, the gaoler bade
Turn to my straw-truss, settle and sleep sound
That I might wake the sooner, promptlier pay
His due of meat-and-drink-indulgence, cross
His palm with fee of the good-hand, beside,
As gallants use who go at large again!
For why? All honest Rome approved my part;
Whoever owned wife, sister, daughter,—nay,
Mistress,—had any shadow of any right
That looks like right, and, all the more resolved,
Held it with tooth and nail,—these manly men
Approved! I being for Rome, Rome was for me.
Then, there's the point reserved, the subterfuge
My lawyers held by, kept for last resource,
Firm should all else,—the impossible fancy!—fail,
And sneaking burgess-spirit win the day.
The knaves! One plea at least would hold,—they laughed,—
One grappling-iron scratch the bottom-rock

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I have a Dream

I have a dream, and you are its spring,
I have a ring and you are its finger
to offer a future where true love can linger
well into the winter of life, so I sing: -
every day, every way, share tenderness true.

Life has a scheme, and you are its reason
ring spinning win/win day in and day out,
minds meeting without hesitation or doubt,
from season to season osmosis agrees on
serenity, harmony, eyes linked, skies blue.

I have a dream, to open my heart,
two hearts combine, part of each each becomes,
never sundered apart, nor divided, a sum
to multiply joy, - let our summer now start: -
let us share love together, forever skies blue.

Life has a scheme, where we two may share
joy's voyage, scope, journey to Cape of Good Hope,
page turns, earns rainbow, learns to tenderly cope,
where bubbles - scares, troubles - dissolve in thin air,
where tenderness timeless unites me to you.

I have a dream, and you are its tune
violins and the moon, in love side by side,
on hope’s wings will we ride with no other beside,
with blossoms which bloom, braving storm and typhoon
we shall share love together, each day brings joy new.

Life has a scheme to play through the years,
where happiness hears far more than is spoken,
where trust answers trust, no promises broken,
affection awoken defeating false fears;
interwoven, our destinies know no adieu.

I have a dream where you are the sun,
true love has begun to burst into fire,
so I take up my lyre to string your desire –
all roses and cream, all winners, all’s won:
let us share love together, forever skies blue.

Life has a scheme, theme tune winning team
forever sings clear in harmony dear,
where both far and near the same may appear,
respect and esteem consecration supreme:
where each day adds to optimistic debut.

I have a dream where tenderness reigns,
where it never rains but to colour the rainbow,

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Infinitely, Before You Arrived

You can not borrow from my time,
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely...You can not borrow from my time,
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely...To take,
And try to make your mission my condition.
To leave me in suspicion wishing,
For your absence I was missing...
Before you arrived.

You can not borrow my time to take...
And try to make your mission,
My condition.
Before you arrived.

You can not borrow from my time,
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely...To take,
And try to make your mission my condition.
To leave me in suspicion wishing,
For your absence I was missing...
Before you arrived.
To lie and scheme by my side.

Infinitely.
Before you arrived.
Infinitely.
To lie and scheme by my side.

Infinitely.
Before you arrived.
Infinitely.
To lie and scheme by my side.

Infinitely.
Before you arrived.
Infinitely.
To lie and scheme by my side.

Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infini tely...
To lie and scheme by my side.
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely.

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Youre So Desirable

Ray noble
Youre so desirable
I just cant resist you
Youre so desirable
I have to give in
That tirm resolve I made
Has vanished away now
Im happy to say now
You win
Youre so adorable
The moment I saw you
Its just deplorable
The fool that Ive been
And yet Im glad
Youve got my heart dear
Like a butterfly on a pin
Youre so desirable
I had to give in

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Almost Illegal

(r. stewart/a. taylor)
Yeah, I said yeah
I remember the first time
That I ever seen her face
I was standing by the drug store
Trying to save the human race
Took a raincheck on a blind date
To get her prescription filled
We had a short talk and a long walk
Through the lazy cottonfield
It was hot
She was cool and sultry
We made love
I was broke and lonely
Shes wonderful, so beautiful
So delectable, shes mine
Shes desirable, so lovable
And its criminal, almost illegal
Well we woke up in a barnyard
When I heard a farmer shout
Get away, boy, from my daughter
When a shotgun rang out
We took off
She was right behind me
Ran like the wind
What a crazy lady
Shes fabulous, so sensuous
Shes marvelous, shes mine
Im delirious, its serious
Kinda dangerous, almost illegal
Bring it down now
We had a one child by the springtime
And another on the way
I got a new life and a good wife
Aint that amazing grace
It was hot
She was cool and sultry
We made love
I was broke and lonely
Shes wonderful, shes beautiful
Shes desirable, shes mine
Im delirious, shes serious
Its kinda dangerous, almost illegal
Wonderful, so beautiful
Shes not a radical, but shes mine
Shes fabulous, so sensuous
And its marvelous, almost illegal
Beautiful and shes wonderful
So desirable, almost illegal

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Ellis

You are now like the desirable thing on these attributes of my love,
And like the accessory of a client's privilege;
But the pharmaceuticals could not solve my problem!
And, i am now predominated by a lavished coalition.

Testable!
With the realistic act on a consummated love;
For, you are now like the desirable thing on these attributes of my love.

A cute act of your muse was pre-aforementioned to me with your love!
But, i am like a domicile animal on this act;
However, i do have no disappointments! !
For, much silence is now needed on this case.

Ellis!
These impediments were limited to nature;
But, i am congrously moving along with the act of this love! !
However, you are now like the desirable thing on these attributes of my love.

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Joan

Power generation
You live up your life and it feels like fire
Suspended in animation
A trick of the light and it drives you higher
Blind vision blind faith
You really can be sold
If you dare to disagree
Its just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
Thats not the way youre meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
Its just not within the scheme of things(live your life)
To give up your life so easily, easily(Ill be there)
Psychic celebration
Look up in the stars and see venus rising
Rapture, fascination
You live for the night and your own desire
Blind vision blind faith
You really cant rely
On what they tell you for effect
Its not just within the scheme of things(live your life)
To give up your life so easily
Thats not the way youre meant to be(I do care)
What a waste of time and energy
Its just not within the scheme of things(live your life)
To give up your life so easily
Thats not the way youre meant to be(Ill be there)
What a waste of time and energy, energy

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Relay

You can hear it in the street, see it in the dragging feet,
You can hear it in the street, see it in the dragging feet,
The word is getting out about control,
The word is getting out about control,
Spies theyve come and gone, the story travels on,
Spies theyve come and gone, the story travels on,
The only quiet place is inside your soul.
The only quiet place is inside your soul.
From tree to tree, from you to me,
From tree to tree, from you to me,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Every single dream, wrapped up in the scheme,
Every single dream, wrapped up in the scheme,
They all get carried on the relay.
They all get carried on the relay.
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Pass it on, come on, a relay.
Pass it on, come on, a relay.
Someone disapproves of what you say and do,
Someone disapproves of what you say and do,
I was asked to see what I could really learn you,
I was asked to see what I could really learn you,
Dont believe your eyes, theyre telling only lies,
Dont believe your eyes, theyre telling only lies,
What is done in the first place dont concern you.
What is done in the first place dont concern you.
]from tree to tree, from you to me,
>from tree to tree, from you to me,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Every single dream wrapped up in the scheme,
Every single dream wrapped up in the scheme,
They all get carried on the relay.
They all get carried on the relay.
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.

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Prince Hohenstiel-Schwangau, Saviour of Society

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Υδραν φονεύσας, μυρίων τ᾽ ἄλλων πόνων
διῆλθον ἀγέλας . . .
τὸ λοίσθιον δὲ τόνδ᾽ ἔτλην τάλας πόνον,
. . . δῶμα θριγκῶσαι κακοῖς.

I slew the Hydra, and from labour pass'd
To labour — tribes of labours! Till, at last,
Attempting one more labour, in a trice,
Alack, with ills I crowned the edifice.

You have seen better days, dear? So have I —
And worse too, for they brought no such bud-mouth
As yours to lisp "You wish you knew me!" Well,
Wise men, 't is said, have sometimes wished the same,
And wished and had their trouble for their pains.
Suppose my Œdipus should lurk at last
Under a pork-pie hat and crinoline,
And, latish, pounce on Sphynx in Leicester Square?
Or likelier, what if Sphynx in wise old age,
Grown sick of snapping foolish people's heads,
And jealous for her riddle's proper rede, —
Jealous that the good trick which served the turn
Have justice rendered it, nor class one day
With friend Home's stilts and tongs and medium-ware,—
What if the once redoubted Sphynx, I say,
(Because night draws on, and the sands increase,
And desert-whispers grow a prophecy)
Tell all to Corinth of her own accord.
Bright Corinth, not dull Thebes, for Lais' sake,
Who finds me hardly grey, and likes my nose,
And thinks a man of sixty at the prime?
Good! It shall be! Revealment of myself!
But listen, for we must co-operate;
I don't drink tea: permit me the cigar!
First, how to make the matter plain, of course —
What was the law by which I lived. Let 's see:
Ay, we must take one instant of my life
Spent sitting by your side in this neat room:
Watch well the way I use it, and don't laugh!
Here's paper on the table, pen and ink:
Give me the soiled bit — not the pretty rose!
See! having sat an hour, I'm rested now,
Therefore want work: and spy no better work
For eye and hand and mind that guides them both,
During this instant, than to draw my pen
From blot One — thus — up, up to blot Two — thus —
Which I at last reach, thus, and here's my line
Five inches long and tolerably straight:

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Vision Of Columbus - Book 8

And now the Angel, from the trembling sight,
Veil'd the wide world–when sudden shades of night
Move o'er the ethereal vault; the starry train
Paint their dim forms beneath the placid main;
While earth and heaven, around the hero's eye,
Seem arch'd immense, like one surrounding sky.
Still, from the Power superior splendors shone,
The height emblazing like a radiant throne;
To converse sweet the soothing shades invite,
And on the guide the hero fix'd his sight.
Kind messenger of Heaven, he thus began,
Why this progressive labouring search of man?
If man by wisdom form'd hath power to reach
These opening truths that following ages teach,
Step after step, thro' devious mazes, wind,
And fill at last the measure of the mind,
Why did not Heaven, with one unclouded ray,
All human arts and reason's powers display?
That mad opinions, sects and party strife
Might find no place t'imbitter human life.
To whom the Angelic Power; to thee 'tis given,
To hold high converse, and enquire of heaven,
To mark uncircled ages and to trace
The unfolding truths that wait thy kindred race.
Know then, the counsels of th'unchanging Mind,
Thro' nature's range, progressive paths design'd,
Unfinish'd works th'harmonious system grace,
Thro' all duration and around all space;
Thus beauty, wisdom, power, their parts unroll,
Till full perfection joins the accordant whole.
So the first week, beheld the progress rise,
Which form'd the earth and arch'd th'incumbant skies.
Dark and imperfect first, the unbeauteous frame,
From vacant night, to crude existence came;
Light starr'd the heavens and suns were taught their bound,
Winds woke their force, and floods their centre found;
Earth's kindred elements, in joyous strife,
Warm'd the glad glebe to vegetable life,
Till sense and power and action claim'd their place,
And godlike reason crown'd the imperial race.
Progressive thus, from that great source above,
Flows the fair fountain of redeeming love.
Dark harbingers of hope, at first bestow'd,
Taught early faith to feel her path to God:
Down the prophetic, brightening train of years,
Consenting voices rose of different seers,
In shadowy types display'd the accomplish'd plan,
When filial Godhead should assume the man,
When the pure Church should stretch her arms abroad,
Fair as a bride and liberal as her God;

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Grave Retrospective

Possessions' progression obsession
poor more, more than best less, must draw
conclusions mistaken, impression
that wealth over health sets the score
for worth on our earth where aggression's
too often condoned by the law,
where success seems a sterile succession
of trangressions that ravage rapports.

This seems tantamount to retrogression
where blunderbuss plunder makes war
where arrogant ego expression
is excuse for abuse all abhor.
Who lusts for a trophy procession
to celebrate, victory's roar,
finds vain remains reign, dispossession,
cyclic atrophy squanders life's store.

Where vice is held virtue, concession
signals weakness, destruction in store,
where thinly disguised indiscretion
pours rewards upon traitor or whore,
where equity's lacks intercession
from power base raw's bloody maw
it is hard to ignore the suppression
of freedom, true rue rotten core.

Where equity finds no reflection
in the eyes of corrupt judge explore
when and how most lost sense of direction,
surrendered control, and deplore
political moral defection,
dereliction of duty, closed door,
or puppet string rigging election,
democracy hard to restore.

Once life's flow more than permanence counted,
Nature guided intemporal tide,
no need for race, steed to be mounted,
no seed but would blossom beside
scheme stream of unconscious connections
as each was in all, all in each, -
no need for trace, gain, greed, projections,
for constrictive force frontiers of speech.

Once no part of the whole was discounted
as second-class link in life's chain,
each link was completely accounted
as interdependent to gain
from Time time to evolve, never static,

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Summer Dying Fast

Through acrid clouds of summer flies
the garden swells with a thousand more wise
Forever flung to celestial dreams
clawing at the grave of the dead nazarene

I watch the storm approaching
the darkness calls my name
the trees are growing restless
they feel the season change
their fruit has putrified
forbidden once and bound to die
the thread of life lies severed
on the brink of paradise

Grinning winds of hate unfurled
dash towers tall that grip the sun
talons stretch her veil
reclamation

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adventure ***** STANDING ON MACTAN BRIDGE 2

for uncle nestor and auntie helen marchan-alindajao and family
Mandaue City 2002

sight touches bountiful scenes
360 degrees of exquisite modernity
seen above concrete bar
connecting Lapu-lapu and Mandaue
across Mactan channel

dreamy eyes where vision lies
sailing besides giant ferries
global containers, importer tankers
along concrete banks
mammoth depots
and the sweet-to-ride supercat
water jet from tantalizing distant
dearly pass below

coastguard tugboat bumping
the walls of cruiser lines
and then
the red ghost of sunset
bidding adieu
to the silvery foams
gliding with Cebuano breeze

the entire city turns into al ive disco infierno
dancing lights glittering
nuisance PUJ crawling up
by leap and bound
fetching commuters picking hour
bound for reclamation government site
a collection of solid garbage
extending the isles
anti-corals and anti-reefs

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By the creek

By the creek
Canoes are extinct and fishing net hung dry
On the mangrove, starved fishes initiate an exodus

By the creek
Idleness I saw in the abode of a young man
In search of oil greed in the wrong ways of the city

By the creek
The gliding seagulls no longer shower kisses on the waves
As gunboats threatens even the creatures underneath the aquatic ridges

By the creek
The night taunts me, of the horrors of the morrow
And the sorrow that lay await

By the creek
The crowd stood still, hungry in their eyes
And food monger, driven away by hostile wind

By the creek
I saw men living comfortably in squalor
Accompany by winds of mediocrity
And greed

By the creek
In addition, I saw the sea eating away farmlands
While the shore reclamation fund mound in politicians save

By the creek
I saw fleeing, vessels from foreign shores
And a deserted jetty a save heaven for militant

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Tribute to J N Tata on his birthday 3 Mar 2011

Business is meant for
Wealth generation only
This deep-rooted adage
Was shaken and thrown off gear
This day in 1839
When Nusserwanji Tata
Was born in Navsari of Gujarat

It was a differently bright
And quite a colourful dawn as
It marked the beginning of
Socially-considerate
Industrialization in India

The country leaders were
In a struggle for political freedom
At the time when Tata grew
And was mature enough
To take a lead

He thought politically freed
India should also turn
Economically independent
And technically advanced

His gnawing desire and cherished vision
Was an economically strong
And technologically sound
Independent India

He knew also how to make it happen
The only way was
To make India industrialized
And to make Indians trained in technology

Winning independence may be difficult
But not impossible
But, holding on to that is possible only if
Adequate economic foundation is ensured
And with scientifically tutored man power
To pillar that democratic mansion

Business’s live-wire is wealth generation, no doubt
But its life preserver is the
Support of the people around
Who directly or indirectly
Helped the business establish and run

He professed
Sharing of

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