Foot and Fire

I am not very skilled with Canva but I tried to collate the six poems so you may easily access them. Click this link and use the poems to spread the campaign against corruption. Here is the  CANVA  link to all the poems.

Do not go gentle into that cave of billions, honest people should burn and rave  about “labor is honor” every pay day, and  rage, rage against the dying of the conscience. Good people, pinned against the wall,  know glitters are strong and blinding  for their honest words had forked no lightning,  and yet honorably, they again and again do not go gentle into that cave of billions. Good people, some of them wave by,  crying how the cave’s full of glitters, their frail resistance even rewarded them  with luxury cars with premium umbrellas. rage, rage against the dying of their conscience. Corrupt people, who were caught and now try hard  to declare that their cave is dull and empty, learn, albeit too late, they deserve to grieve  on their way to the pinnacle of shame. Told you:  do not go gentle into that cave of billions. Nepo babies, living like barbie dolls & movie stars, they’re such a blinding sight, shimmering stars...

Summons of Spring By Gerlie Uy 5.15.24 The fountain of spring awaits; for me is the sea of tulips  bursting with colors and shapes, an ocean of cherry blossoms in the coast of Brooklyn greeneries, a river of pinkish magnolias after flying with the soft wind. My Rilke summons me; to the creek of poetry I must quickly run to and swim. The fountain of spring awaits telling me            be here           be here on time           you're here just in time. To my Rilke, spring and poetry, I'll swim with you in many springs hereafter.