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World Peace 1

Peace and love table at fantAsian eatery Nimbin

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Sitting up late one night I had a thought of war
How the whole world would be happy if it was gone forever more
I thought about a world where everyone lives in love and peace
And how we’d laugh, smile and dance with joy the day we end the war disease

We’d eliminate all fear and all humans could grow and thrive
The day we close the armies will be great to be alive
Melt down all the warships, tanks and fighter planes
Give the soldiers all jobs planting trees, fruit, growing grains

We’ll remove the border walls and no more competition
There will no longer be the need for the old Waring tradition
Because instead of fighting, everyone will lend a hand
When we end all war will be an awesome day and grand

It will happen in my lifetime and it’s going to be great
The day we all unite will be the day we celebrate
The ending of the wars, the killing and the fear
And all the weapons gone and the peace that will appear

Everyone will share their food and there will be no scarcity
The day the war machines stop will be the day humanity is free
From the fear and anxiety and loathing of each other
Look in the eyes of everyone and you’ll see your sister, brother

We’ll be happy and all smiling, forgiving with compassion
With no more separation and competition we will fashion
A world of peace and love with happiness the plan
Where everyone can celebrate, boy, girl, woman man

Now you’ve heard my story let’s begin today
Imagine all the happiness when all wars go away
You can start where you are and achieve your inner peace
Eliminate your guns and fear of other people disease

Because that is where it starts when you dehumanize
When you think of other people as less with judgement on your eyes
And you impose on others your judgement about being
And enforce it with a war, is the scenario I’m seeing

But you don’t need to be scared or bullying and so demanding
When you can be accepting, listening, caring and understanding
And approach all people as humans with love and with compassion
A world of peace without war, the whole will fashion

All people came together with love and peace their job
United all the world as One United Mob
Because war was bad for business and war a social failure
And it started with an idea that spread, one night in Australia

One Friday Afternoon


Written by James Arthur Warren aka thundercloud You are welcome to share under a Creative Commons 4.0 attribution licence

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poetry, writing

The floogal of Bligalish

Nimbin, August 2018 and the following words begin to come into my mind, “In the floogal of bligalish the greolopker krusht” I quickly grab a pen and begin to transcribe the “words” that are flowing out. I have one verse and make a meme and publish. Over the next week or two I begin to add a few more verses with the intention of making this piece my entry for the Lismore Poetry Cup.

By mid September I have finished, rehearsed and ready for the Lismore 2018 Poetry Cup. My performance is polished and outstanding. I didn’t win but that’s not what’s important. The important thing is that I have written the following poem which lends itself to all kinds of interpretation.

 

In the floogal of bligalish the Greolopker krusht.

Warkeling slifishly zer klebimed the drulch.

Graablee ended zem hophingly zock.

Hollack hast broidenid Twadchickas plock.

 

Twadchicka conspought ze plock avec Krishsus.

Zey brosht and clept whilst drustopping flistus

But Greolopker notest umd klebimed ze plock.

Avec ze broidenid, slifishly broidenid hock.

 

Krishsus busht a kakaphone of wifkak umd quuck

Whilst Greolopker doknifid umd shut ze kakaphone up.

Slifishly warkled zem triphingly hustock

As the floogal of bligalish wength reglifmok.

 

Krishsus poongth brack umd Twadchicka replockid

Greolopker reklebimed zey instapoet djokid.

Avec ze moglehid boogratcher sluup.

Zifuk fa kryan utelad pluckity zup.

 

Flistus hast koppt zey clepting and brooshting

Summonsid Hollack umd Greolopker slifishly hooshting.

Tall ended slifishly triphingly hustock.

Doknifid nemronivne lagphar till thwock

 

Plock twas ended from Graablee umd strogingly frew

Days umd dark over gone awebrishly through.

In the floogal of bligalish the Greolopker krusht.

Warkeling slifishly zer klebimed the drulch.

 

Graablee ended zem hophingly zock.

Hollack hast broidenid Twadchickas plock.

 

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