Posts Tagged ‘jubilance’

The Utopian Prince

The Prince of a Utopian Nation

I am a prince of a Utopianite society
Where people have decency, tolerance and propriety
This place is a place where we’re free from anxiety
We practise a lot of free love and sobriety
We are a movement with Christ by our side like a dynasty
Showing a lot of peace and devotion like a piety
We don’t move with malevolence and malignity
I will lead my people with correctness and propriety
Without the fear of living scared and frightfully
We have a clean reputation and notoriety
I no longer have to live privately
And I encourage the people to live without privacy
It is our duty to praise the LORD and live righteously
The LORD makes sure that we’re never in dire need
The Utopianites strive for peace and non-violence
I will continue to make sure the peace is restored like the Highlands
I will back and forth across the horizons
A prince like me would get rid of all tyrants
Our aim is to claim back our islands
In a dignified manner without the violence and the sirens
We WILL claim back our riches– including our gold, rubies and diamonds
I am the prince who carries a regal essence
Dressed all over in white with beads to adorn my presence
With my long white scarves keeping me all wrapped like Christmas presents
My aim is to welcome all rich, poor people– including pheasants
This Utopianite society will work smoothly with pleasance
As we’re constantly leaving good impressions
My role is to teach them the lessons
Stay close to my people and receive the blessings
The stacked white cups stay glued to my right hand
Exchanging handshakes from a black woman to a white man
No war and help the poor– that’s my motto
Still sipping the Irish cream in jubilance as if I’ve won the lotto
Us Utopianites are strong-minded and free-spirited
We’re relaxing in paradise without feeling inhibited
Our turf will be the best place ever visited
In terms of being an edition– we’re limited
As a prince I’ve got to stay intimate
With my Utopians making sure there’s not an incident
We’re reaching out to people like a helpless immigrant
Our thought patterns are beyond intricate
I am a proud black prince– call me Prince René
I’m simply phlegmatic not explosive like a hand grenade
I will lead the Utopianites to a life of delight
We will rejoice, smoke and take some Angel’s Delight
We will aim to get your reception like a satellite
And blow away the enemies like dynamite
This job will not be done overnight
I want to do properly without an ounce of an oversight
The Utopianites aim to see and share the light
So that we the people can help others to live right
I am the proud leader of a big Utopianite nation
We’re looking to spread the across the world like a bunch of carnations
As you already know– we’re increasing the population
Full of Utopianites to spread good words– call it a domination
We are proud to be the epitome of God’s creation
Giving time to the needy people like a donation
We’re living in moderation
Always making good out of a bad situation
Freedom within reason is ALL we want
Myself and the Utopianites are so blessed– what more could we want
Our happiness starts here and it’s looking to go beyond
Right now I’m finding it hard to respond
I am the leader of a free-loving culture
With the hearts of gold not the minds of a vulture
Our society is clean-cut and precise like a sculpture
Leaving good words in your mouth like an ulcer

Copyright © 2010 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “Artistry—The HeART of a Conscious Poet”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)


A Letter To My SEVEN Loving Daughters...

Daddy’s Letter To His Seven Beautiful Daughters

My little girls— remember that Daddy loves you
And that your dad will put nothing above you
I want to give you lots of cuddles and kisses as well as to hug you
All the love I have for you girls— it makes me want to blush too!
Seven times I was at the maternal ward
And seven times I’ve cut the umbilical cord
I will go back and forth and across the board
To make sure that you girls are always content and never bored
My beautiful daughters always strike an emotional chord
They’re alive and more than well— I’ve got to praise the Lord
I feel luckier than a football player who has just scored
The love for you girls is something that I can’t keep stored
My little girls make me feel more than adored
They make me work my arse off for the Daddy of The Year Award
Your love never goes ignored
You lovely girls always make me feel restored
As I’m staying sober on this glass of water
I’m going to introduce ALL seven of my daughters
I won’t announce you lot in any particular order
Simply because I can’t deal with the torture!
First up is my first-born called Coralie
Who always stands up and shouts with authority
I love that girl because she is the epitome of ‘Non-conformity’
And she’s always hugging me and kissing me so cordially
Daddy loves you too Valerie
Your smile is picture perfect like an art gallery
Your energy has my old bones charged up like a battery
I’m a tad bit scared about adding another calorie
My little belle— oh wow! It’s Raphaelle
I remember when I caught you at the time you almost fell
The day I had to deliver you at our stay in the Savoy Hotel
For a little girl you’ve got the sweet smell of Chanel
As you get older you’re gonna become a fine mademoiselle
You’re gonna have all the boys under your spell
Here’s a shout-out to my dear Isabelle
All the boys tell me that she is a belle
My darling Isabelle is a proper over-achiever
Not only do I believe in her— but I do believe her
She’ll cut down her haters like a machete or a cleaver
And I believe that this girl will become a teacher
She’s got the dominion to become a strong leader
Baby girl— I love ya and Daddy needs ya
Yvonne is so vain yet she is so damn beautiful
For a little girl she keeps it real and is not the type to be delusional
She does talk a lot to the point that she’s immutable
And she caters to my aid like a pharmaceutical
I will make sure that she will never go through any anguishes or crucibles
She is my little girl with lots of love that’s inbred and constitutional
Daddy has lots of love for you too Madeleine
I would spear anyone for you like a javelin
A girl like you could start your own radical movement with the Jacobins
You are the epitome of good fashioning
Your mother finds it really cute when you’re randomly babbling
Your style of running reminds me of a horse’s galloping
It makes me laugh that you can’t keep still like a mannequin
I even struggle to stay focused on you and what’s happening
You remind me so much of your little sister Jacqueline
Little Jacqueline is always looking so gorgeous
Like the grand canyons and gorges
She’s always posing for photographs whilst resting on the porches
She told me that she wants to own her own fleet of Porsches
My seven lovely daughters— remember that Daddy loves and adores you
With my hand on heart I will put nothing above any of you
You are the seven loves of my life
That came from me and your lovely mother who is also my wife
What happens to us— remember the best is yet to come
Lots of love from your loving dad and your lovely loving mum

Copyright © 2012, 2013 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “L.I.F.E.— Living In Faith Everyday”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

Faith Brings a Smile on My Face

F.A.I.T.H. (Faith And Internal True Happiness)

I am absolutely nothing without my faith
The Father Almighty keeps me safe
His blessings come in waves
And His presence allows me to be brave
With the showers of love that He gave
I no more feel like a slave
His guidance allowed me to see the light at the end of the cave
I thank Him for all my sins that He forgave
My faith in the Lord gives me true happiness
His love gives me a blissful ambiance
Our Father Almighty makes me feel like a champion
With His gracious love and care tickling my pancreas
My faith helps me move in jubilance
With a dose of exuberance
It keeps me full up like a crate of Nutrament
Without me feeling contemplative or ruminant
The love from the Father Almighty
Keeps me strong and all mighty
Like a hug— He keeps me close tightly
With my thought patterns nice and tidy
He holds me in His hands highly
His love warms me up nicely
With my faith— I know that everything is irie
In church we praise His name highly and lively
I’m more than comfortable in my faith in God
He reaches out to me like a fishing rod
I tune into Him the same way people would tune into an iPod
If something is right— He gives me the nod
I’m sailing on a mission for Christ like a yacht
I’m also drunk on His love like a glass of scotch
If I’m sinking in my emotional pond
The Lord knows that I can call unto Him
And He’ll respond
The LORD is my shepherd and I shall not want

Copyright © 2012 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “L.I.F.E. —Living In Faith Everyday”); written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)