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Bless till your hearts content

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Bless Till Your Hearts Content

so bless and bless and bless
as children are paid
less and less and less

for such is faith and hypocrisy
for some it goes hand in hand
for the price that cocoa demand

so bless and bless and bless
as your compassion diminishes
less and less and less

for such is the outrage of cry
that plays semantics with heartless
words as companies continue to lie

so bless and bless and bless
as sweetness on your lips grows
less and less less

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long

TEARS IN MY CHOCOLATE

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TEARS IN MY CHOCOLATE

There are tears in my chocalte
for delight of craving
my senses long for

There are tears in my chocolate
but I hear not the small
child that cries for it's mother

There are tears in my chocolate
bit I see not their beaten
backs nor hear their sobs at night

There are tears in my chocolate
bit I feel not their despondencey
for a world that would cry for profit

There are tears in my chocolate
for the hearts that care not
to lift a finger

For their hearts are hardened more
than the calloused backs of young
children beaten who harvest
the sweet profit of cocoa

For thier minds empty, bereft of
compassion more than the young minds
of children denied of their education
who harvest ehw sweet profit of cocoa

So who can stop the chocolate melting
and who can stop the children's cries
and prevent the tears falling into my chocolate

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labor_exploitation_in_the_chocolate_industry

http://www.american.edu/ted/chocolate-slave.htm

http://www.coopamerica.org/tools/print.cfm?page=/programs/rs/profile.cfm?id=238


HAPPY EASTER

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HAPPY EASTER

Happy Easter one and all
once again we can teach our
children the adaptation
of pagan things

But CHRIST! who will talk
against such pagan things


Happy Easter one and all
we can talk of the
cruxification and resurection
of our Christ

But CHRIST!who will talk against
the sacrificing of children


Happy Easter one and all
as we bestow sweet chocolate
on the kids we love

But CHRIST! who will love the
sweet innocence of childhood
beaten and enslaved


Happy Easter one and all
As we reflect on what
Christ Would Do...........


Maree Long
(c)Maree Long 2008

http://www.donttradelives.com.au/dtl/TakeAction/Events/Default.aspx

http://laborstrategies.blogs.com/global_labor_strategies/about_us/index.html

http://www.worldvision.com.au/news/newsonline/viewArticle_enh.asp?articleID=268

http://www.stopthetraffik.org.au/up/Speech/Speech27MARCHBATSTONE.doc

GRANDMOTHER

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GRANDMOTHER

the nuturer of children's children
when all we thought had been said and done

lovingly the mother of my mother cares
for the children left behind

the legacy of family from above
that shows the extra measure of love

and rivers of words should be written for them
for their courage and strength

the wisdom of age found in "Oma"
the gentle chiding voice of "opa"

the hand and hearts that guide and lend
a helping hand and though we weary them

the beauty and kindness of an ag-ed face
of wrinkled smiles that shine for me

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

YOU LOOK BUT DO NOT FEEL

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YOU LOOK BUT DO NOT SEE

you see the salted tears
but you feel not its stinging

you see my broken heart
but you feel not its aching

and how could you, for you are
are lacking in empathy of man

vile vile emptiness you are
you take up space that is wasted

on you and your children, you
breed a new breed of vileness that

walk and destroy just as you have
done they have learnt you ways

well - and you are not happy with
your life -only happy at days end

of the deeds you gloat about and roll
in it's muddy glory

you are the vileness that walks
and harbors spite - you are the

essence that breathes the stolen
breath of life for you have no

life of your own, you can only
wear the shoes of others and on

you all is ill fitting, you
hobble in our shoes and your

goblin face distorts at the
discomfort but persistent you

are for you have no shoes to
call you own for envy is all

you are - your focus is on the
want of others and you hurt

your children but you do not
care for you will admit neither

you wanton lack of compassion
and empathy and you pat yourself

on the back and spend your days
and devising and your nights

drinking and wasting away your
years of rage for you were

milked from your mothers poisonous
lap of deception and feel not

the end of time that awaits for you
the end of time that will judge

you by the very measure of what
you saw and felt not and then

you will see and then you will feel
and there hopefully your children

will not hear your cries the they
were long time ago saved
.............from your fate

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong

Bubbles Without Troubles

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Dedicated to my grandhildren who brought a smile
grandma and poppy's face.


Bubbles Without Troubles

spherical liquid filled with air
floats joyously without a care

and giggles abound as larger the making
for the biggest bubbles aplenty
and froth the fantasy illusion of
pretty rainbows in glassen bowls are many

transparent the magic of the day
as my grandkids and I enjoy our stay

irrepressible emotion bursts out with glee
from the children playing under my family tree

so it is true my friend that magic is found in soap of liquid
that is pure gold to a small child so crystal and limpid

for everything is apparent now and life defined so clear
that spending time with the grandchildren is something I hold dear.

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007

I AM MISERY - Please invite me.....

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I AM MISERY (For Misery Loves Company)


I am MISERY and I'm here by invitation
and like your mother you took pity on me
and gave a roof over my head

I am MISERY and each day you fed me
made me stronger - Introducing me to all your friends
creating "webb" illusory

I am MISERY so loved am I by you
you gifted me to your children and let
me show your seed their lack of worth

I am MISERY so grateful to you am I
for feeding me your lack of integrity
and clothing me in garment of poor judgment
so richly steeped in dishonesty

I am MISERY and so glad like you
your children so jobless
are able to keep me company
to fill my idle mind for wasteless
hours I have plenty

I am MISERY and what team work you and I
a village we played havoc and now I know
you are my loyal friend

I am MISERY and how proud am I
that so skillful you can lie before God
my friend "Deceit" has taught you well

I am MISERY but still I remain hungry
so why not introduce me to your children's children
so that I may return the favor and play with them

I am MISERY and stick together we must
for I am stronger with your willing aid
and we must find another place to play
to make up for the one
you let get away.

I am MISERY and I promise you this
you can do better my sweet
"Torment" and "Fear" wish also to befriend
and see out your days
until the bitter end

I am MISERY and now I grieve and lament
Why oh why did you let her go
She seems so happy now
to be "Free" and turn her back on us

I am MISERY and I am hurt
that she has the love of a man
and children adoring grace
as their lives move on contentedly
while I have this hateful "crew"

I am MISERY and I did the best
I can to upset and screw around
disturbing all in my wake and steel
from the red soiled land

I am MISERY and you and I
go hand in hand
bitter bitter MISERY
for both now we know
"it" loves bitter company

I am MISERY and we are
one and the same - your so stupid cant you tell?
You won't even notice till much too late
you have dragged your kids to hell.



Maree Long

(c) copyright Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong