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He who oppresses the poor to increase his riches,
      And he who gives to the rich,
            will surely come to poverty.  
                                                King Solomon

Credo
by Kofi Natambu

So forget what you have been told
It was all lies. I am not a figment
of yr warped imagination nor a halfway
house thru which joy and sorrow passes.
It's a lie that we are what we seem to be.
Never have I lived yr life.
Never I have seen yr corroded dreams hucklebuck
down the anxiety-ridden corridors of yr past.
Forget what I'm saying to you. Can't you hear
yr own heartbeat? Where are you when YOU really
need it?
Don't hide behind what you think I should or
should not do for you
Forget what you have been taught.
It was and is all Lies.

We are not Conclusions.

My Comment:

This poem embodies how I have been feeling in respect to our current situation here in America. I have heard enough foolishness to last me more than a lifetime when it comes to the subject of our President Barack Obama and his job performance. The expectations people have for him are preposterous to say the least. 

 "Don't hide behind what you think I should or
   should not do for you
   Forget what you have been taught.
   It was and is all Lies.

   We are not Conclusions."

Do you really think Barack Obama is here to make your dreams come true? One man taking on all the problems that we have made collectively, of which some of us unjustly expect him to solve immediately.  To those of you who have,  imaginary, unchangeable, timetables,and outrageous expections, could you pull it off? Could you jump through the hoops you are requiring of him?  This is every man and woman's struggle and we all need to  pull together and work together and forget all those lies we've been taught. Read the poem, think about it, and do something good!

"Tell God all that is in your heart, as one unloads one's heart, its pleasures and its pains, to a dear friend. Tell Him your troubles, that He may comfort you; tell Him your joys, that He may sober them; tell Him your longings, that He may purify them; tell Him your dislikes, that He may help you to conquer them; talk to Him of your temptations, that He may shield you from them; show Him the wounds of your heart, that He may heal them; lay bare your indifference to good, your depraved tastes for evil, your instability. Tell Him how self-love makes you unjust to others, how vanity tempts you to be insincere, how pride disguises you to yourself as to others. If you thus pour out all your weaknesses, needs, troubles, there will be no lack of what to say. You will never exhaust the subject. It is continually being renewed. People who have no secrets from each other never want for subjects of conversation. They do not weigh their words, for there is nothing to be held back; neither do they seek for something to say. They talk out of the abundance of the heart, without consideration, just what they think. Blessed are they who attain to such familiar, unreserved intercourse with God."
--Fenelon

 ^1-5 Dear friend, do what I tell you; treasure my careful instructions.
Do what I say and you'll live well.
   My teaching is as precious as your eyesight—guard it!
Write it out on the back of your hands;
   etch it on the chambers of your heart.
Talk to Wisdom as to a sister.
   Treat Insight as your companion.
They'll be with you to fend off the Temptress—
   that smooth-talking, honey-tongued Seductress.

 ^6-12 As I stood at the window of my house
   looking out through the shutters,
Watching the mindless crowd stroll by,
   I spotted a young man without any sense
Arriving at the corner of the street where she lived,
   then turning up the path to her house.
It was dusk, the evening coming on,
   the darkness thickening into night.
Just then, a woman met him—
   she'd been lying in wait for him, dressed to seduce him.
Brazen and brash she was,
   restless and roaming, never at home,
Walking the streets, loitering in the mall,
   hanging out at every corner in town.

 ^13-20 She threw her arms around him and kissed him,
   boldly took his arm and said,
"I've got all the makings for a feast—
   today I made my offerings, my vows are all paid,
So now I've come to find you,
   hoping to catch sight of your face—and here you are!
I've spread fresh, clean sheets on my bed,
   colorful imported linens.
My bed is aromatic with spices
   and exotic fragrances.
Come, let's make love all night,
   spend the night in ecstatic lovemaking!
My husband's not home; he's away on business,
   and he won't be back for a month."

 ^21-23 Soon she has him eating out of her hand,
   bewitched by her honeyed speech.
Before you know it, he's trotting behind her,
   like a calf led to the butcher shop,
Like a stag lured into ambush
   and then shot with an arrow,
Like a bird flying into a net
   not knowing that its flying life is over.

 ^24-27 So, friends, listen to me,
   take these words of mine most seriously.
Don't fool around with a woman like that;
   don't even stroll through her neighborhood.
Countless victims come under her spell;
   she's the death of many a poor man.
She runs a halfway house to hell,
   fits you out with a shroud and a coffin.

King Solomon
the 7th proverb

translation:

This morning I was reading Proverbs 31 about the virtuous woman. Today when I read it something caught my eye and challenged me to a new way of thinking. Always before I marveled at this genuinely good woman and made up my mind to imitate her. I read about her husband but I was always so busy pondering her goodness that I never gave him full thought. Today I stopped and thought in depth about what verse 23 says:

**Proper
1 a: referring to one individual only b: belonging to one : own c: appointed for the liturgy of a particular day d: represented heraldically in natural color
2: belonging characteristically to a species or individual : peculiar
3chiefly dialect : good-looking, handsome
4: very good : excellent
5chiefly British : utter, absolute
6: strictly limited to a specified thing, place, or idea proper>
7 a: strictly accurate : correct barchaic : virtuous, respectable c: strictly decorous : genteel
8: marked by suitability, rightness, or appropriateness : fit

           Wrath is cruel, and anger is overwhelming;
               But who is able to stand before jealousy?

                                                            King Solomon

right now today this moment i feel so useless
so dumped on
so put out so stupid
if i look at my past
there is no good that I see in me
at all
just a mess
messes
upon
messes
upon
messes
and right now I'm trying to change all that
go the right way this time
but skeletons come to haunt me
reaching out at me
out of all the closets
i've stuffed them in
and tried to keep them in
and tried to hide them in
from prying eyes
that see no matter what
today i'm opening the doors
letting them fall out
leaving the doors open
i'm tired
tired of stuffing
keeping and
hiding
skeletons
those friends who are still around
after the opening
will be proof
that they are the ones
who truly love me
skeletons
or
not

What kind of deal is it to get everything you want
 but lose yourself?

They cannot see what disgusting is

They refuse to see it

They cloak blindness with self righteousness and imaginary mercy

I know their mercy is imaginary

there's never any for me

Extremists can be found in all sects, faiths and religions. They  have one thing in common. Extreme hate. They congregate together and practice it down to a science. Are you an extremist?