





Who’s Following Who?
Who are the moonrakers?
Who are the matchstick makers?
Who are the dictators?
Who are the takers?
Who is flying south?
Who is flying off at the mouth?
Who is to release the East?
From the unpoliced wild beast
Where are the high priests?
Are we being fleeced?
Piece by piece
How can peace ever be unleashed?
While heartless bastards feast
On our poor bakers’ yeast

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Ivor Steven (c) January 2025

very hard to know at times…
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Yes, very perplexing
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Who knows, Ivor….
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So well done, dear Ivor! I love your twist and turns of words and the images they conjure. Excellent video choice as well. 🖤🦅💛🌝💙🌏
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Thank you kindly, Nancy … I had these lovely bird photos and I was wondering what to write, the birds seemed to be “following” each other and with a bit of poetic license a poem was ‘hatched’ 💙📘🌏
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Haha! I saw what you did there. I meant to say something about the beautiful photos on my previous comment and it slipped my mind. They were exquisite, dear Ivor. 😊
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Thank you , Nancy 📖🌏🤗
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Very difficult times.
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Yes, indeed Sadje … I cannot make head nor tail of it … 🌏😎
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Same here
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There will never be any peace, any, democracy, unless and until the people finally, stand UP and, speak in one unifird voice, against the rules of, authoritarians who are, elected by the votes into office, and yet, this will, never happen, due to the people’s, living in their, delusions, that the leaders they’re following have the people’s, best interest in mind, when the reality is, all these, popularly elected, or by representative electoral votes dictators are looking out for their own, individual, personal, agendas. And what’s worst, is that the people who are ruled, under them, refuse to, WAKE up, from that, hypnotized, COMATOSE, state, and so, we will, continue to be, enslaved by these, governments we live, under…
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Thank you for your poignant and forthright comments … 🌏📘☮
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Such powerful important questions in your poem.
Your bird photos are lovely…seems the birds do better at life than most human-beans. 😦
I read a book by an animal and bird expert (He spent his whole career working with animals and birds) and he shared that the lead bird does a great and safe job of leading to where they need to be and the farthest back birds will “call out” to encourage all the other in-between birds to keep flying. I thought this is so cool! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂 ❤️❤️
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Oh wow, thank you for that lovely piece of ‘bird’ information … Yeah! the birds are far more organized than us ‘crazy-beans’ …
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These questions are powerful statements
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So many unanswered questions, but I still ponder and wonder?
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Ivor, this whimsical poem reminds me of all the challenges facing us in 2025! May we find the strength to move forward. Happy New Year! 🎉❤️😂
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Thank you for your wonderful comments, Cheryl and a grand New Year to you 😍🌏💙
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What a fabulous poem, Ivor.
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Thank you very much, Sue 🤗🌏😍
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