The Rich Slaves Of The Universe

By Curtis K Susan - Buzzle.com Author

This poem is a satirical tribute to nature and our environment, polluted daily by Man’s unbridled quest for fortune. Consequently, we have turned these powerful forces of nature into slaves of the universe. They deserve our love, care and protection as our wealth comes from them and no one man can be richer or more powerful than any one of these slaves.

Poor Little Sun

A Big Mass of Life

A Big Mass of Power

A Big Mass of Talent

Forever Sweating, Giving And Contended

Blazing Forth Light, Power And Talent

For Man To See, Work, Feed And Become Rich

Which Man Can Pay The Sun For All Its Selfless Service To Mankind?

Oh, Poor Little Sun – Just A Slave of The Universe

No Money For Even A Breakfast In The Sky!

Poor Little Moon

A Big Mass of Brightness

Lonely Widow of The Night

Hope of Mankind For A Better Morning -

A New Day of Blessings And Fortunes.

But Invisible Is The Moon In The Morning of Man’s Glory

Alone In The Night Sky

Reciting The Cricket’s Lullaby, As Children Dream Their Pranks Away

Oh, Poor Little Moon

Just A Slave of The Universe

No Money In The Pocket For Even A Dinner With The Twinkling Stars

Water, Poor Little Aqua

A Lonely Mass of Pond Here

A Lively Mass of Ocean There

A Beating of Rain Hither-Thither

The Spring For Survival, Wealth And Longetivity

Water Has No Enemy In The Universe

It Tugs The Heartbeats of The Mighty And The Weak

‘’A Drop of Water’’ Begs The Beggar

‘’A Glass of Water’’ Orders The King

‘’Water For The Troops’’ Shouts The Commander

Oh, Poor Little Water –

Just A Slave of The Universe: Not Even A Dime For A Measly Loaf!

Poor Little Earth

The Endless Sands of All Ages

The Grounds of Discoveries And Fortunes Still Undiscovered

The Theatre of Life’s Drama

The Vault of All Treasures of The Universe

Laboring, Trampled-Upon, And Forever Forgiving Unto Man

A Forgiving, Six Foot Wide-Open Mouth

The Final Abode of Man, The Mortal Taskmaster

Where Hides The Rich Man of Fortune That Can Buy All of The Earth?

Oh, Poor Little Earth

Just Another Slave of The Universe

No Money For Even A Lunch At MacDonald’s!

Air - Poor, Little Air

Mighty And Omnipresent

The Invisible Earth of The Universe

Giving Wealth To Life,

Life To Power,

Power To Talent

No Air Means No Life, No Universe.

Can Any King Pay The Wages For All of Air’s Selfless Services To Mankind?

Oh, Poor Little  Air –

The King of The Slaves of The Universe

Yet No Money For Even A Bottle of Water To Drink!

Humans, Animals And Plant Earthlings-

The Mortal Tools of Nature.

At The Behest of The Opportunities

Of The Condescending Slaves of The Universe,

Man Is The Unpredictable, Cerebral Beast of The Universe

Always Lusting For Vanities of Fortune, Fame And Power

Hardly Ever Sacrificing, Self-Denying Like The Slaves

Yet No Billionaire Man of Fortune Can Pay The Wages

Of Any One Slave of The Universe.

Who Then Is The Richest Of The Universe –

The Rich Slaves or Opportunistic Man of Fortune?

Where Two Rivers Meet

By Susan K Curtis -  Buzzle.com Author

This is an emotional poem, more like a song of love depicting  man as a river.Have you ever seen a confluence of two great rivers? For me, it immediately stirred up my soul and out came this song of love.

When the spirit moves you

You rise up and tell a song

A poem or a story of love

A feeling flowing in the heart like a river

Ooo-h...my friend, my brother

You can’t clap with one hand

You can’t sing a song of love with only your mouth

A kiss of love never dies becos.....

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where  love lives

Can’t you see with your eyes

That love needs two people

To come together, to live as one

Two lives in one body

Can’t you see with your eyes

That two people born separately

Living apart in different worlds

Will one day find themselves

Ooo-h, can’t you see... becos

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where love lives

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where love lives

Can’t you see, so brightly up in the skies

Meeting of two means love

That 1 + 1 = love

And love = 2

Ooo-h, can’t you see?.......

My friends, can’t you see

That 2 means a pair for life

To cross the bridge of life together.

As ooo-nnn-eee (one), becos....

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where love lives

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where love lives

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where love lives

Ooo-h, La, la, la!

A new life born so sweet

From the confluence called letter ‘Y’

The Y – shape of two hands in love...

And nothing stays the same again...’cos

Where two rivers meet

That’s where I’d be

That’s where life begins

That’s where love lives...

Only God Could Have Created The Universe

By Susan K Curtis - Buzzle.com Author

Who else could have created the universe? In my poem ‘The Eureka Bird’ 82% of the voting readers have so far unanimously polled that ideas are indeed the freest gift of nature.

So, if we can say that ideas are invisible gifts from God, then by rationale or syllogistic thinking, the totality of ideas that created the universe is definitely from none other than God, the supreme being.

Science tells us that matter consists of Solid, liquid and gas. Even gases are not all invisible: ammonia has a reddish brown color and a distinctive pungent odor. Thus this 3 types of matter constitute the physical universe. But there are a lot more other constituents that are invisible: sound, force, energy, pressure, gravity, pain, thoughts, ideas and spirits. The world is therefore made up of the physical matter and the invisible, intangible and amorphous matter.

Whilst the pure scientists can explain sound, pressure, force, energy, gravity and all with theories and formula, they are yet to explain the phenomenon of ‘spirits.’ Humans themselves consist of the visible and the invisible. That is, the human being is a spirit encased in a visible flesh. However, social scientists, led by the Sigmund Freud, the father of psychoanalysis, do in fact recognise the invisible human form called id or soul (the spirit consciousness).

As human beings, how do we create things ourselves? How was electricity made or created? How was the computer created? How was the aeroplane created and the ship made to float on the ocean? How did the laws or constitution for governing the society come about? Where do the lyrics of a song or hymn come from? All the immortal literature of William Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, George Orwell – Where did they get these great stories from and how were they so beautifully crafted?

It is remarkable that all the ideas that has made man to become the great Scientist, Engineer, Philosopher, Writer, Singer / Musician, Lawyer, Accountant etc all come from the mind (the invisible soul). A Galileo or Isaac Newton was first a child with his mind in a blank state or tabula rasa. It is from this blank state or nothingness that these great scientists, writers, artiste conceive, discover or create things. Something is always created from nothing. We have earlier averred that ideas are invisible, and as we shall see in the paragraphs below, all ideas come from the receptacle or body of ideas that created the Universe. Those ideas, discoveries and inventions have always been there, waiting to be brought to life or made visible to all. It is like a switch, light only comes when it is put on because the light has always been there.

It cannot therefore be illogical to rationalize that since the world comprises both visible and invisible matter, anybody or anything that created the universe must have a universal knowledge of all the subjects / courses in the Universe. Put simply, such a creator of the Universe must hold a Doctor of Science degree (D.sc) in all fields of human endeavor – Medicine - Gynaecology, Pharmacology, Toxicology, Virology, Parasitology, Paediatrics, Ophthalmology, Orthopaedics, Surgery, Ear Nose & Throat (ENT) etc, Acupuncture, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Biochemistry, Linguistics, Industrial Chemistry, Engineering – Mechanical, Electrical, Aeronautical, Computer, Chemical, etc, Law, Sociology, Philosophy, Psychology, Economics, Political Science, Actuarial Science, Arts, Literature, Sports, Education, Real Estates etc, etc. In addition, the creator of the Universe must also have a D.Sc in all languages, phonics and dialects spoken in the world.

It is clear that only an omnipotent, omniscient and omnipresent being can possess this D.Sc of the Universe. Or, is there any one genius that ever lived or is living who has this D.Sc? No, of course. There cannot and will never ever be because the invisible supreme being called God is the sum total of all ideas of creation. The Universe is only a receptacle, a store or library of His invisible ideas which the human mind feeds on. Hence, incontrovertibly, the so-called inventions, laws of science and discoveries by Man are from God’s invisible body of ideas abinitio.

Through dreams, prayers, meditation, deep observation and thinking, Man is able to use his invisible mind to tap into God’s library of ideas (the Universe) and the world is made a better place. From zero to Hero: from nothing always comes something!

The Head And The Tail’s Tale

By Susan K Curtis - Buzzle.com Author

Is there anyone out there who would like to be the tail? Of course, the answer will be a resounding NO! The World hates the tail with a passion, but everybody loves the head. But we forget that to be the Head or to be served, one must learn to serve others first.

Yeah, a bit like learning before earning or stooping to conquer if you like.

This poem plays the metaphor game with Head and Tail to show that leadership is service. A leader is a servant like the Head to the body. For the Head to Head, its tail must be a good tale.

 

The Head

It Comes In Different Shapes And Sizes-

Big Or Small,

Round, Oblong or Square

The Head Is The Brain box Of The Body

Without The Head

The Body Will Not Function

Indeed, The Saying Is True

‘’Kill The Head And The Body Will Die’’

The Reason All Pugilists Go For Their Opponents’ Head

And The Result Is A T.K.O (Technical Knock Out)!

The Head

Big Or Small

The Size Does Not Determine Success Or Failure

Many A Fool Have Big Heads

Many A Leader Have Small Heads

Many Success Stories Have Small Heads

And Many Failures Have Big Heads

The Head

Like The C.P.U Of A Computer

It’s The Information Embedded In The Head

That Determines Its Potency And Success

Garbage In, Garbage Out

Not The Shape Nor The Size

The Head

It Is The Most Vital Part Of The Body

It Is The Servant To 5 Critical Parts –

The Brain – The Server Of The Body

The Eyes – The  Light Of The Body

The Nose – The Inlets For Breadth And Smell

The Ears – The ‘Antennae’ For Receiving Signals

The Mouth – The Orifice For Our Daily Bread And Communication

Oh, What Can We Do Without The Head?

The Head

Another Synonym For ‘First’ ‘Major’  ‘Principal’ ‘Numero Uno’

The Head Of A Family Is The Father

The Head Of A School Is The Principal

The Head Of A Company Is The Managing Director / C.E.O

The Head Of A Country Is The President

Oh, What Can We Do Without The Head?

The Head

Whether Of The Body, Place Or Country

Is The Most Sensitive, Responsible  And Susceptible

Only Divine Protection Saves The Head

For To Kill The Head

Is To Destroy The Body, Place Or Country

The Head

Where The Head Suffers A Headache

Who Dares To Cut Off The Head?

When The Head Goes Gaga

Who Dares To Cut Off The Head?

For A Wise Man Catches A Fish By The Head

And Another Kills A Snake By Its Head

The Head

The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword

Is An Eulogy To The Might Of The Head

As Against The Futility Of Brute Strength

Like The Futility Of A Goliath Against David

The Head

It Deserves Every Respect And Accolade

The Head Of A Kingdom Is The King

The Head Wears The Crown

And To Wear The Crown

The Head Must Stoop To Conquer

Herein Lies The Tale Of The Tail – Leadership Means Service

The Head

It Is The Opposite Of The Tail

Everybody Abhors The Tail Like A Curse

For Tail Is A Picture Of ‘’Bottom’’ ‘’Lowest’’ ‘’Rear Part’’

But For The Head To Head

It Must First Tail Along

To Tell The Head A Tale For Success

The Tail’s Tale Must Be Hailed For True Leadership

Thriller – Even The Dead Woke Up And Got Dancing

By Susan K Curtis - Buzzle.com Author

As fans across the globe marks the one year anniversary of Michael Jackson’s death since Thursday, July 25, 2009, this writer – also a great fan – poetically reflects on the talents of the late megastar who should have been 52 years old on Sunday, August 29, 2010.

Michael, no doubt, remains the thriller of all times. 

In The World Of Animals,

The Lion Is The King.

In The World Of Literature,

Shakespeare Is The King.

In The World Of Science

Albert Einstein Is The King

In The World Of Painting

Leonardo Da Vinci Is The King

In The World Of Magic And Illusion

Harry Houdini Is The King

In The World Of Football

Pele Is The King

In The World Of Stand-Up Comedy

Richard Pryor Is The King

In The World Of TV Talk-Show

Oprah Winfrey Is The ‘King’

In The World Of Martial Arts

Bruce Lee Is The King

In The World Of Boxing

Mohammed Ali Is The King

In The World Of Soft Drinks

Coca Cola Is The King

52 Years Ago

On August 29, 1958

In Gary, Indiana

A King Was Born

Michael Joseph Jackson (MJJ)Was Born

History Was In The Making, Like The Biblical Joseph

From Childhood To Adulthood

From The Little Dwarf To Death

His Music Lit Up The World

His Voice Soothed Our Nerves

His Dance Steps, Moon-Walk And All Made Us Exclaim ‘’Waa-ooohhh!’’

His Songs Forever Reverberated In Our Memory Like A National Anthem

His Awesome Talents Left Everybody Speechless!

From Childhood To Adulthood

His Life Never Ceased To Amaze Us

His Kindness – To Everyone And Pets -, Philanthropy Can Never Be Forgotten

Can We Ever Forget ‘’We Are The World?’’

A Song Inspired By Michael

To Bring Succour To The Dying In Ethiopia

Can We Ever Forget Thriller?

The King Of All Albums

60 Million Copies Sold And Still Counting

What Manner Of Magic Could This Be?

Why, Even The Dead Woke Up And Got Dancing!

Such Spectacle Had Never Been Seen, The Music Videos Et Al

Absolutely Out-Of-This-World! Oh, My God!!

Michael Is An Incandescent Light

That Illuminates Our Lives In So Many Ways

Like A Lone Candle In The Dark

His Music Continues To Shine And Shine

Across Time And Space

Entertainment Is Music

Entertainment Is Sports

Entertainment Is Comedy

Entertainment Is Literature

Entertainment Is Magic

Entertainment Is Martial Arts

Entertainment Is Coca Cola

Of A Truth,

MJJ Is Not The King Of Pop

MJJ Is The King Of Entertainment Of All Time

Happy Birthday, Michael (R.I.P)

The Eureka Bird

By Susan K Curtis - Buzzle.com Author


‘’As Free As A Bird’’ is the popular adage we keep hearing time and time again. But have you ever stopped to ask yourself, Are Birds Truly Free? Can any ‘Matter’ that has weight and occupies space be free? Indeed, what is truly free or freer than a Bird?

This poem in a light subtle way seeks to solve this riddle as it postulates that ideas are the freest gift of nature. Indeed, God created the world from His Ideas and these immortal wealth of ideas have been freely given to us to make the world a better place to live.

Ideas make the Man, Man makes wealth and wealth makes the world. So, the adage should now be ‘As Free As Ideas’ or better still ‘As Free As Wealth’

Hello, My Name Is Tixie

Tixie, The Humming Bird

I’m A Bird Of The Skies

I Fly High, High And High

Up And Up Above The Mountains

Where No Man Or Wits Can Ever Reach Me

O -  La – La, I’m So Free As The Air

But When I Swoop Down In One Fall

To Pick A Caterpillar For A Meal

GBAAM! – Goes The Cage Door On Me

Someone Help Me!; I’m Not So Free After All

Hello, My Name Is Kiri Kita

Tixie, Andre,  Freedom And Other Friends Call Me Kiki

I’m A Robin, A Bird Of The Skies

I Fly High, High And High

Up And Up Above The Mountains

Where No Man Or Wits Can Ever Reach Me

O -  La – La, I’m So Free As The Air

But When I Swoop Down In One Fall

To Pick A Mango  For A Meal

KAPUT! – Goes The Stone From The Catapult

And I Fall To The Ground; As Free As A Bird Indeed!

Hello, My Name Is Andre

I’m An Eagle, A Bird Of The Skies

Since Men Have Learnt To Shoot Without Missing

I Have Also Learn To Fly Without Perching

Up, Up And Up Into The Sky I Fly

Where No Man Or Wits Can Ever Reach Me

O -  La – La, I’m So Free As The Air

But When I Swoop Down In One Fall

On A Chicken For A Meal

BOOM! – Goes The Farmer’s Double Barrel

Like Tixie And  Kiki, I End Up In The Farmer’s Cooking Pot

As Free As A Bird Indeed

Hello, My Name Is Freedom

But All My Preys Like To Call Me EUREKA

Unlike Tixie, Kiki And Andre, I’m A Bird Of Wealth, Ideas

Invincible And Invisible, Yet Visible To Only My Preys

I Fly Everywhere, Every time, High And Low

But When I Swoop Down To Prey On The Human Mind

I Cause The Little Obscure Man Of Yesterday

To Become The Great Scientist, Thinker, Philosopher, Musician And Leader

Who Makes The World A Better Place Than They Met It

I Have Consumed Many A Mind For A Meal

Causing Them To Shout ‘’Eureka – I’ve Found It!’’

-Archimedes, Alexander Graham Bell, Alfred Nobel

Volta, The Wright Brothers, Jean And Marie-Currie, Isaac Newton

Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, George Orwell, Leonardo Da-Vinci, Adams Smith

Sigmund Freud, Wolfgang Mozart, Abraham Lincoln, Winston Churchill

-The List Is Endless And Timeless

Hey, Don’t You Forget My Name!

I’m Eureka, The Only Free Bird Of Ideas

I’m Freer Than Air Or Any Other Bird

I’m Lived Through Time And Age

Open Your Mind To Let Me Prey On You

And You Will Never Ever Be The Same Again

Ideas Are The Freest Gift Of Nature

It Cannot Be Killed Or Caged

Wealth Is Therefore Free And Flies Everywhere In The Air

From Person To Person: One Mind To The Other

You Only Have To Think And Grow Rich

I’m Eureka The Bird

Unlike Mortal Birds Like Tixie, Kiki And Andre

I’m A Bird Of Ideas, Wealth And Fame

Like The Genie From The Land Beyond, Beyond

Call On Me In Your Dreams

And I Will Make You Wealthy When You Wake Up

E-U-R-E-K-A!!! Yes, That’s My Name

Michael Jackson: From Neverland To Eternaland

By Susan K Curtis- Buzzle.com Author

A tribute poem in honor of the King of Pop as the world marks the one year anniversary of his transition to eternal glory. Michael Jackson, unarguably, remains the best entertainer the World has ever seen – living or dead.

August 29, 1958

The Battle For Life Is Won

Without A Screaming Tabloid Headline

Without A Night  Vigil By The Paparazzi; Without the Klieg lights

Only A Baby’s First Song For Love And Healing

An Unfamiliar tiny Little Cry Unstirring An  Unfamiliar World

The World Is Awakened by the little dwarf in the 5

After Only 1,465 Days And Nights

The Sweet Little Voice Is The Charm;

The Dancing Is The Magic.

Fred Astaire, Jackie Wilson and James Brown

All Singing and Dancing In The Little Man

Albeit, Notes And Steps Higher Than ‘Ere

’’Big Boy, ABC, I’ll Be There

Can You Feel It! Ben, Music And Me

Off The Wall, She’s Out of My Life, Leave Me Alone

Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough, Rock With You

Burn This Disco Out.......................’’

The Ears Of The World Twitched In Awe

It Never Stopped To Listen

It’s Hips And Legs Never Stopped Dancing

Sleep Had Been Murdered

The Singing And Dancing Were Now Everybody’s Dream

The Cicatrices Of The Sacrifice

Forever Lived In The Child – Man

Never Growing Old And Never Growing Up

An Unkind World Awakened By A Prodigy

A Garland of Fame And Fortune Bedecked

In Exchange For The Child In The Talent

November 30, 1982 – The Birth of Thriller!

The Biggest Album In Music History

Even The Dead Woke Up And Got Dancing, Moon Walking!

Music  Had Never Been So BAD,

So  DANGEROUS  INVINCIBLE Until  HISTORY (HIStory) Was Made

‘’Billie Jean, Beat It, Thriller

Human Nature, The Girl Is Mine

Wanna Be Starting Something, Pretty Young Thing (P.Y.T)

Bad, Another Part Of Me, Man In The Mirror, Dirty Diana

Heal The World, Speechless, Liberian Girl,

I Just Can’t Stop Loving You, Smooth Criminal

Keep It In The Closet, Black Or White, You Are Not Alone

Break Of Dawn, One More Chance..............................’’

Over 200 Songs In 50 Years

Songs That Continue To Breathe & Live Forever

Beyond Dust To Dust

Like The Sun That Can Never Die, But Rests

The Man In The Mirror Is You And I

Our Deeds That Shape The World

Michael,

The World Was Yours For Every Song

And Every Song You Sang Was A New World

When You Have The World In Your Pocket

You Have A Pocket Full Of Trouble

What A Price To Pay – The Sacrifice of The Childhood

To Heal An Unkind World

Thursday June 25, 2009

The Battle For Life Is Lost

Death Has Only Taken Away The Fedora Hat

Death Has Only Taken Away The White Socks, The Sequined Gloves

Death Has Only Taken Away The Screaming Tabloid Headlines

Death Has Found The Biggest Treasure Of All Time -

Peace Of The Missing Childhood -

Death Has Only Elevated Michael Jackson

From Neverland To Eternaland.

Adieu

 

Life Is A Whip

By Susan K Curtis - Buzzle.com Author

Life Is Tough

Tough And Yet Elastic

Dangling Forwards And Backwards

Just Like The Whip

Life Brings Cries And Joy

Life Brings Success And Failure

Life Brings Pain And Gain

Just Like The Whip

Life Is A Whip

Like The Whip

It Lashes Out Forwards And Backwards

Like Success And Failure

Like Pain And Gain

When We Fail

It Is Like Being Whipped

When We Succeed

It Is Because We Were Whipped By Failure

Oh, Life Is A Whip!

Take Heart, Dear Friend

And Always Remember –

No Failure, No Success

No Pain, No Gain

No Loser, No Winner

No Whip, No Life

Like The Boys’ Scout –

‘’Be Prepared’’ –

‘Tis Not The Life, But The Courage

Winners, Be Magnanimous; Losers, Tomorrow Is Yours

Winner or Loser, Powerful or Weak

Rich or Poor, Famous or Notorious

Nobody Can Escape The Whip Of Life

For Life Is A Whip