tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78172875573447382892011-07-07T18:12:18.095-07:00This blog includes only some of my new poetry that I started writing since 2009, my older poems are at: http://tradolderpoems.blogspot.com/ so far, I have only placed one of my older poems up, eventually, God willing, I will include moreK Tradnoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817287557344738289.post-8875304644213909772010-06-06T23:12:00.000-07:002010-06-06T23:33:56.329-07:00Whispers aplenty<br />Every corner, all around<br />Attractions to every distraction<br />All products embellished<br />Names, logos, labels, colours<br />And those nerve-racking noises:<br />Attention please!<br /><br />Buy, bye, buy<br />Pay we all<br />Children and adults<br />An idea or a product<br />Sold by a special whisper<br />Or entertainment<br />Unique in its sameness<br /><br />Or worse!<br />A losing ticket<br />Failing hooves, paws and trotters<br />Legalised robbery<br />False hopes <br />Cards and Dice<br />Replacing food on a table<br /><br />We are ensnared<br />Working to feed our distractions<br />Toiling to satisfy every whisperer<br />Avaricious to everything material<br />And immaterial Shares and debts,<br />Speculation and hedging<br />And futures lost<br /><br />We are consumed by consumption:<br />Alarms the crisis all to fear!<br />Jobs and incomes lost<br />Affluence never visited us here.<br />Always, the debt delusion<br />We took what was not there<br />Mirages indulged us into disasters<br /><br />We worshipped everything new<br />Only to throw it away tomorrow<br />Yesterday’s partner<br />Last week’s computer<br />Last month’s clothes<br />Last year’s cars<br />Even our parents and our children <br />We throw to the strangers’ nursing and care <br /><br />We were never satiated<br />Our span of attentiveness -<br />Avaricious for ever-changing stimulation<br />Convulsing always betwixt joy and misery<br />And states of ecstasy and depression<br />Like today’s economy:<br />Collapsing!<br /><br />Our celebrated freedom<br />Lacked responsibility and boundaries<br />We shunned God’s wisdom<br />Always living for the moment<br />We lost all sense of time<br />Even as it sought to manage lives -<br />Down to micro and milliseconds!<br /><br />Wait: Demands the call for reflection!<br />Rescue was always at hand<br />If breast opens to Heaven’s inspiration:<br />From above<br />The clear direction<br />That drowns the whispers<br />And exposes all products<br /><br />This is the new beginning<br />Inspiration eliminating desperation<br />To be saved from our own folly<br />To be rescued from our susceptibility<br />To no longer be fooled by suggestions<br />Or the sellers’ whisperings <br />To permit no label to cloud our vision<br /><br />We can be truly free<br />Our souls can triumph<br />They only ask for a balance<br />But the flesh can be very weak<br />Seeking dominance through consumption<br />Lesson taken<br />Forget to look up, no more.<br /><br />Let today be the day of the spirit<br />Succoured by God<br />Only Heaven’s liberating voice<br />Can shut out the whispers<br />Dissipating darkness with pure light<br />Rescuing us, from us -<br />And from those who whisper harmful distractions<br /><br />Keysar Trad (c) 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7817287557344738289-887530464421390977?l=keysartrad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>K Tradnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817287557344738289.post-54314491595949003452009-02-13T02:41:00.000-08:002009-02-23T03:38:06.965-08:00Flames intense<br />Charred remains<br />There, where once stood a forest<br />A symphonic microcosm:<br />Trees, flora, fauna<br />Thousands of our brothers<br />Our sisters and our children<br />Thousands of homes<br />Playful children<br />Happy families<br />Native fauna<br />Away we are turned<br />All of us,<br />Nature forcing change<br />Heat, wind and fire’s consuming rage<br />Innocent lives taken to another world<br />Smiles swept with tears<br />And questions, questions<br />Left unanswered<br />Death, pain and destruction<br />Our hearts lie in pieces<br />Time to dig deep<br />To give for them<br />For us<br />Our money and blood<br />Shared by us all<br />Our hearts cannot heal<br />Unless we do it together<br />A nation united in grief<br />Accepting the love of the human family<br />All over the world<br />We pray for them<br />Those no longer with us<br />And strive for those who are<br />To rebuild their lives<br />To bring them smiles<br />To heal our hearts<br />Their happiness can pull us together<br />Their pain is our pain<br />The grief is with us all<br />As we turn to God<br />To bring healing and love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7817287557344738289-5431449159594900345?l=keysartrad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>K Tradnoreply@blogger.com0