Poem – Home is Where…. (By Gary Beck)

Home is Where….   Our masters no longer reside in fortified castles that dominate the lives of all who dwell nearby, nor in grandiose palaces that dazzle the eyes of servants, the envious, seeking crumbs from tables of abundance, not in great mansions that people pass with respect, curious about hidden lives sheltered by prosperity far removed from daily toil […]

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Poem – Want Ads (By Gary Beck)

Want Ads The most dangerous action of irresponsible scientists is sending unmanned vehicles on long voyages announcing to the universe where we are. Please come visit. It’s intelligent to look and listen to who’s out there, somewhere, so we might know in advance if they suddenly drop in for cultural exchanges. After all, if we can’t go to them, they’re […]

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Poem – Primary Care (By Gary Beck)

  Shattered ambitions litter the roadside of expectations, ignored by parents, neglected by school, yet filled with all the yearning that are youth made vulnerable, so when a kind man paid attention, told of the blessings of Allah, the kinship of true believers, it was an easy task to reveal the afterlife, the promise of fulfillment for servants of Islam […]

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Poem – Progress II (By Gary Beck)

Progress II I think of all the people killed in automobile accidents, can only guess at the numbers millions in America… How many in the rest of the world? Drunk drivers, careless drivers, speeders, lane changers, and the idiots on cell phones, texting, the various disturbances that prevent control of powerful machines that have no intelligence and cannot tell the […]

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Poem – Warning Signs (By Gary Beck)

  We ignore preparations that insure survival so citizens of neglect have little chance in a doomed nation, brought about by the greed of our masters concerned with their comforts, while the people struggle to pay the rent, put food on the table, insufficiently aware of the extravagance of the aristos spending millions on Picassos, while the children of poverty […]

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Poem – Careless Consumption (By Gary Beck)

Careless Consumption The tide slowly ebbs from Florida shores so tourists walk the beaches without getting wet, never wondering why there are no more seashells. The ocean looks the same to them, not realizing the muddy water was once clear blue, completely untainted. The fishes are departing scooped up in massive nets that do not recognize the need to feed […]

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