Never speak of a rope in the family of one who has been hanged.
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Never speak of a rope in the house of one who was hanged.
Name not a rope in his house that hanged himself.
Never mention rope in the house of a man who has been hanged.
He names a rope in the house of a man that was hanged.
Mention not a rope in the house of one whose father was hanged.
Do Not Talk About A Rope
this is my request
please do not ever talk about
any rope
in this house where
someone is
recently hanged.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jumping Rope
We are jumping rope together
we are jumping rope together
unwinding naughty knots of tether
we are jumping rope together
We are jumping rope together
we are skipping beats together
pouting panting chasing chants
unraveling rigid wraps to sever
We are jumping rope together
we are jumping rope together
jointly jogging jagged breath
suddenly we
sneeze!
poem by Randy Resh
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Support by United States rulers is rather in the nature of the support that the rope gives to a hanged man.
quote by Nikita Khrushchev
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Illusion and ignorance
To mistake a rope for a snake
Or to mistake a snake for a rope
Is illusion in perception.
To take a rope for rope and
A snake for snake is knowledge.
To take a rope not for a rope
And a snake not for a snake
Is ignorance. We employ
All the three at variant times
At different degrees in life.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Murky Matters
Murky matters solidify to fight a year,
Years pass for the people who care;
Cleansing the fastened rope with water
We raise the subject of a rarity.
When the yesterday has arrived
Then we mutter so that corridors
Speak like halls, and halls speak points
Of conduct, that shrivel afterwards.
Especially the murky matters astound us
In the end.
Rope has gained weight on this world
And we have arguments for the whole of Us.
poem by Naveed Akram
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German Shepherd: Collateral Damage
Her human companion was sent by
the unelected to Iraq.
With no other options, the soldier
gave her to a family which doesn't
want her.
She lies in the back all day, with no
shelter,
her rope twisted around rocks or
young trees, her water pan
never filled. She is skinny.
She moans in loneliness all
day long.
She's just one more victim
of the family busting regime,
the one supported by
some 'family values' pastors.
poem by O. Anna Niemus
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Family Of Lies
I hear of the things
That their son did
He should have been hanged
but he is free
They never told what he did do
How can one family
be so blind
Did they go and hide
Did they have the devil inside
They are lost and forgotten souls
In a family of lies
Sitting there blind
as evil slithers round their hearts and minds
Now it's time
For justice to be done
There is no escape from what was done
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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THEY call it family
not one less
of this family that must stick together and always save
one another, be it
whatever, a financial distress
emotional stress, societal imbalance,
technological displacements
the family shall be first
even in crime
passion, the family is one
in all conspiracies
not one less, each must be saved from shame
from destruction
i am tired of this,
i am getting out, i am now a stranger, alone
against this family, i speak my mind, i blow the whistle
now, kill me
i am a corpse, i have long been dead in the dark chambers
of this family
the secrets too deadly,
kill me now, i dare, only if you can....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rope hair woman
Rope hair woman
Where you’re off to tonight
Rope hair woman
You’re lookin’ out of sight
O rope hair woman
I love with all my might
Rope hair woman if you could if you can
Let me be your dread lock man.
Dread lock man
Can you understand
That a rope hair woman
Does all that she can
To move you to that sexual point
Better then your hand
O rope hair woman
Here is my plain
Rope hair woman I will give
Up my womanly man
O rope hair woman
The world can understand
That you want a dread lock man.
poem by David E. Patton
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THEY call it family
not one less
of this family that must stick together and always save
one another, be it
whatever, a financial distress
emotional stress, societal imbalance,
technological displacements
the family shall be first
even in crime
passion, the family is one
in all conspiracies
not one less, each must be saved from shame
from destruction
i am tired of this,
i am getting out, i am now a stranger, alone
against this family, i speak my mind, i blow the whistle
now, kill me
i am a corpse, i have long been dead in the dark chambers
of this family
the secrets too deadly,
kill me now, i dare, only if you can....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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“My Family”
My family is very strong like me
My family is actually very sweet
My family can be a little strict
My family always acts like this
My family is not always boring
When my family has things to do their flying and soaring
My family is actually sometimes crazy
Their even sometimes very lazy
Me trying to think about the facts of my family
Makes me laugh because I know I have a great family highly
poem by Va Rockeya Foy
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On My Pathway The Most Handsome Cowboy
With his rope he caught me on surprise,
Wanting to know how to love feels
On my back horse ride,
around the most hidden spots of my farm.
He was a neighbor maybe, riding his horse by the outside road,
Up the mountains I ran, out of his rope on a miraculous day,
he found me again, hiding myself and my horse by a huge lake,
He grabbed my hands together and promised me the sky,
He said: “My name is James I am an honest cowboy”.
He wanted to raise with me a family and take as his, my heart.
poem by Florida Angel
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Decision
Driving
In the boiling streets
Walking on a burning thread
In a desert of emotion
Tired
Of hope
Near dead
The heart
With a cold cold rope
Hanged on
The smoking leg
Shall I go on
When I sure know
The sun
Won t make a motion
The air
Will not just stir
What if I see the water
Run reach and get
Try hard forget
And how to choose
When I can t see
When no one knows
What it must be
True vision
Or
Just illusion.
poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Why family?
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE the FAMILY THAT DISREPECTS YOU?
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE the FAMILY WHO TALK ABOUT YOU BEHIND YOUR BACK?
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THE FAMILY WHO CLOSES THE DOOR WHEN YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO?
WHY IS IT THE FAMILY WHO COULD CARE LESS ABOUT YOU?
WHY IS IT THE FAMILY who tell others your buisness?
Why does the family try to put you down?
Why does the family act the way they do towards one another?
Why does the family act like they’re not your family?
Why can’t the family just be family?
poem by Latedra Ellis
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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