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Fauxcroft Wade Poem
Why plagiarise
If you have an open
And creative mind,
Why waste your time
On rehashing others
Words or rhymes,
When you, I am sure
Have a unique take on life,
Paraphrase that’s OK,
Quote and credit
From whence it came
But plagiarising
Just seems to me
A waste of your talent
And in a way it cheats,
Those who first wrote those lines
Crafted those words
From their own mind
And you then creep up
From behind and try to steal,
Their praise and limelight.
To plagiarise is as good as a lie
Theft of another’s vision on life,
It’s tantamount to being a leech
And cultivating others belief,
Is just creatively lazy
And it always phases me
Because it’s not necessary.
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A right to free movement
A right to live
Where we want
Should be our perogative
We should not feel that we can not roam
Or decide to set down new roots
Or to find a new home.
Borders are a man made concept
Nothing to with nature or creations set up
They were created by those who wish to rule
Making it easy for them control
Dividing people into smaller groups
Then instilling within them a tribal instinct,
Selling them an identity of nationhood
Proud to march under flags and anthems
Creating many individual races
This started back as further than the dark ages
Almost since the dawn of man
A flaw that may see us all dammed
Unless we begin to evolve back into a state
The we started off as
Just one race
That allows everyone to share
And move around the planet
Sharing cultures, faith and love
Sharing the wealth of which there's more than enough
Working in communities to create much more
One mass co-operative force
Respecting the resources of this earth
Not just exploiting it for all its worth
But nurturing and using permaculture to grow
The foundations of the seeds we grow
And fostering tolerance between us all
Building a peace that is eternal
Putting an end to war through self rule
Existentialism becomes the new tool
Of being your own authority
Showing kindness and compassion to all
This is my dream I share with you all
One race
One love
One peace is may call.
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I wish I was an eagle soaring
With golden wings of light
Incandescently gliding across a moonlit sky
Swooping, diving, rising upwards
Harbouring dreams of a new age
Idyllic is the beauty of the feeling of feathered games
Wondering how the eagle feels soaring high over mountain peaks
Everlasting memories is that not what we all seek
Ruminating on questions about all that eagles see
Everlasting quintessential birds flying on filigree golden wings.
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Do you have something meaningful
In your life that you believe in
Is there something that you worship
That fills you scared feelings
If there is not then what's the point of living
What's the point of really existing
Because a life with no meaning is no life at all
A life with out a belief in something
Is a life that may as well be annulled
I believe in beauty
I believe in love
I believe in consciousness
And creation so very much
I believe in nature
In spirit and in mankind
I believe all the species of this world are special
I believe in being kind
All these things give my life meaning
All of these beliefs are things that drive me on in life
I couldn't live a life with no meaning
I would be a empty vessel
Simply doing nothing except breathing.
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Approaching life with love
Lived with an open heart,
Irrespective of others differences
Fundamentally shining light,
Everyone welcome to join me,
Oneness and unity on mass
Favouring love over hate,
Lighting a path and a way to
Omniscient love in this world,
Vehemently embracing unity
Everything equal as it ought to be,
Attaching ourselves more to peace,
Negating hate, war and jealousy
Dedicating our time to betterment,
Lifting up the whole of humanity
Irresistibly the light is drawing me
Great fully exposing the love in me
Highlighting just how life can be
Trusting in the love and the light.
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Work your mind
To be intrepid
Work your mind
Increase your perspective
Work your mind to be succinct
Push it to expand
Far beyond the brink
Work your mind
Like you work your body
Until its fit and beautiful
Work your mind
You can make it sexy
To others who are unsuspecting
Suprise people in every way
Keep them guess about you every day
Work your mind so it's unpredictable
Work your mind
And heed the call
That a trained and healthy mind
Is actually more creative and appealing to all.
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I found myself in the old curiosity shop
Looking for something strange and different
The owner said how about Schrodingers cat
I said did not curiosity kill that?
He said its a paradox unknown
Alive or dead its something you can still own
I said no.
He said how about a spider I have living in a parlour
I said do I look like a fly?
He said you can be anything you want to be
I said I have no desire to die.
I looked further searching for something new
But everything was old
And paradoxical in truth
I said have you got a quantum box
So that I can think outside it
Maybe it will inspire me to think of something new
He said I sold that only yesterday to a Jewish man with wild hair
But I do have a super string theory residing over there
I stated I do not have any needs for a bunch of incomplete theories
All grouped up into one.
Feeling rather down of heart and feeling rather glum
I saw a dust covered book on existentialism
And said have you got a theory for being and nothingness
He said Satre took that one today by his own authority
So I decided it was time to go home and started to leave
When I saw a quantum paradigm staring back at me
I suddenly felt exited and said is that paradigm something you would like to shift
He said for you my friend most certainly
And I decided to take it
And as the paradigm shifted so did my quantum space
Now I find myself in Shambala on a Buddhist holiday.
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I remember the days of the golden sun
When the summer were warm
And I laid watching the blue sky
The white clouds passing by
Ignorantly mindful and still
Hearing nothing but bird song
And the breeze on my face
I long now to find my way back to this place.
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The pride that comes from ego
And the prejudice from ignorance
Sees humanity in a hole
Created by its own arrogance
It will not work in consciousness
To evolve and to transcend
It simply wants to fight itself
In a selfish battle of greed and hate
Reflections of its flawed state
Transposed and manifesting in toxic waves
Negating positive frequencies
Through their unawakened brain
The illusory drains
Their ability to retain
Any sense of love, peace and compassion
Which is why this earth they are trashing
Like mindless zombies
Feeding off the flesh of this earth
And inflicting so much self hurt
And I find quite embarrassing
That a sentient race keeps clashing
With its own ignorant flaws
That ends up in so many wars
And refusing to march toward
A paradigm shift that may just save us all.
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Contests! good for building egos up
great for knocking creativity down
as I pore over words and sounds
to make my poetry jump off the page
to come alive in others minds
in the most imaginative way.
Contests! we don't need them
they drive us crazy every day
putting our best foot forward
and doing something that is brave
putting your art out there for judging
nurtured and created with much loving
only to be brutally dimissed
or even worse maybe even savaged
Contests! Huh, well this I find an interesting challenge
maybe I will just have a go at this
rise to the challenge and try to win it
not because I don't think it still stinks
but because in my own way we become
ever so slightly addicted to it
looking for some kind of justification
for writing poetry and putting it out to the nations
or just because we have a competitive edge
contests! I've won a couple so see what's next
see if I can be the best, I mean i wish everyone all the best
I just enter for a bit of fun, not to be just number one!
but being unplaced leaves me undone
but hey, let's show a little grace keep a smile upon our faces
swallow this bitterest pill and compete until they lose the will
to misjudge my work again, I am the top contestant man!
enter contests or be dammed, stinking contests drive me mad
Argh!!!! is that even a word?
17/7/18
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