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Shalom Civilization (The Sonnet)

Without accountability there's no civilization,
For it is the line between human and animal.
Without integrity there's no civilization,
For it is the line between human and vegetable.
Without sanctity there's no civilization,
For it is the line between sanity and savagery.
Without amity there's no civilization,
For it is the line between humanity and machinery.
Without conscience there's no civilization,
For it is the line between order and upheaval.
Without character there's no civilization,
For it is the line between life and survival.
Civilization is a small word with a universe inside.
To unfold it requires a species without divide.
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Published on February 08, 2021 13:53 Tags: acceptance, accountability, character, civilization, conscience, humanitarian, integrity, poem, poetry, sonnet, unity

The Temper Sonnet

Where you need to be calm,
You burst out in rage.
Where you need to be on fire,
You walk in silence and not engage.
Where you need to listen,
You scream like a loudspeaker.
Where you need to speak out,
Somehow your words disappear.
Where it requires to be humble,
Pride takes over your humility.
Where your blood needs to boil,
Your veins seem to run empty.
The right use of temper is an act of revolution.
Put it to good use and you'll nourish civilization.
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Either Aşkistan or Junglistan (A Sonnet)

Ours is either aşkistan,
Land of love founded on amity,
Or it is an archaic junglistan,
Run by contagious self-centricity.
What is civilized is also unselfish,
For selfishness makes the animal,
Across the self there is humanity,
What is unselfish is also accountable.
Technology may bring comfort,
But it doesn't ensure ascension,
When comfort belongs to the privileged,
Such progress is mere descension.
Over 3 billion years have gone in selfishness,
It's time to unself our soul and rise as sapiens.
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Brave, The Sonnet

Say o brave, o soldier of eternal heights,
May I be decapitated before my head bows.
Say o brave, o explorer of impossibility,
May I feed another while my stomach growls.
Say o brave, o pedestrian of purity,
I obey no law for I'm the epitome of rightness.
Say o brave, o athlete of amor and amity,
I am sheer insanity exuding real saneness.
Say o brave, o bearer of benevolence,
I am disaster, blaster and master of destiny.
Say o brave, o vessel of valiance,
I devour fear, greed, pride and insecurity.
Say o brave, I am the seed of all assimilation,
The first one standing, earthquakin' egalitarian.
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Worship of Chains (The Sonnet)

Enough with the worship of chains!
Enough with celebration of selfishness!
Time it is to shatter the altars of separation.
Time it is to be the ravager of primitiveness.
Let us hang all our sectarian gods and idols.
Let us start a new worship of love and liberty.
Let us be prophets and messengers of harmony.
Let us be disintegrated in realization of inclusivity.
Let us go insane and kick all prison-gates down.
Let us burn locks to ashes with flames of heart.
Let us call upon the vigor eternal from within.
Let us hunt down the last trace of inhuman dirt.
Let us draw a noble anatomy for civilization.
Let us lay ourselves as cornerstones of ascension.
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Giants in Jeans Sonnet 76

In the old days tribal chiefs used to fool people,
With talks of tribal honor and heritage.
Today's chiefs in suits manipulate modern tribals,
With talks of national security and lineage.
When our ancestors behaved as tribals,
It is acceptable for they didn't know better.
But when we identify as civilized yet act tribal,
It is but a degrading stain upon our honor.
Though all politicians are not savages,
Paradigm of modern politics thrives on division.
So make not the dreadful mistake to think,
That politicians are gonna bring peace and elevation.
It is a world of citizens, citizens are its lifeblood.
You and I are its caretakers, not some elected vanguard.
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No Priest No Prostitute (The Sonnet) | Either Reformist or Terrorist

In my eyes there is no priest,
No prostitute, only people.
In my eyes there is no pope,
No pedestrian, only people.
In my eyes there is no royalty,
No subject, only people.
In my eyes there is no leader,
No follower, only people.
There is no intellectual,
No layman, only people.
In my eyes there is no superior,
No inferior, only people.
Hierarchy is malarkey maintained by fools.
Oneness maketh civilization across silly schools.
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Civilization is Not A Place (The Sonnet) | Gospel of Undoctrination

No matter who likes it not,
Say Gay anyway.
Compliance to discrimination,
Is the coward’s way.
A true leader once said, women belong in,
All places where decisions are being made.
I say, fudge it all,
Women just belong, period.
They say, they don’t want their kids,
To be hurt learning history.
I say, if learning history makes you hurt,
You are in dire need of therapy.
Civilization begins when we acknowledge our primitiveness.
Civilization is not a place, it’s a people, it’s a process.
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Giants in Jeans Sonnet 65

Doomsday is not when the earth collapses,
Nor is it the contagion of a deadly virus.
Doomsday is when humans forget humanity,
As such all of us are doomsday descendants.
There is no such thing as fall of humanity,
For humankind never rose to civilization.
Our ancestors were savages with bow and arrow,
We are modern savages with nuclear ammunition.
Each of us are raised as an incarnate of doom,
Through our veins flow the germs of selfishness.
Everybody talks of peace without realizing,
The opposite of war is not peace, it’s unselfishness.
So stop worrying about the fall of civilization.
Live as human so that there actually is a civilization.
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Honor He Wrote Sonnet 100

All meditate on symbols,
I meditate on people.
Most worship fictitious deities,
I worship those branded unliftable.
People are my almighty,
Oneness is my religion,
Division is degradation,
Unification is illumination.
All is possible for a human who’s responsible,
Only the indifferent make excuses.
Possibility is born of responsibility,
Not of whining, praying and limbless wishes.
Real and unreal, put all these talk aside.
Let us be civilization, let us be lifelight.
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