Whoever can protest against a wrong, and does not, will be punished.
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Why Shouldn't We Protest?
Why shouldn't we protest
If something is wrong?
Why should we be under arrest
Just for singing a song?
Should we keep things in our chests
And let them boil and burst?
Should we forget about the freedom of speech
Which we were voting for?
Why shouldn't we protest
If we are against a certain term?
Should we be imprisoned like a bird in a nest
Just for writing a poem?
Should we through our views away like the waste
Because there is no way to present them?
Should we keep our baby ideas in their nest
Because we have no say in this game?
Why do you always think of violence
When we are talking about protest?
Why do you misinterpret poems, songs and articles
As if they are pointing fingers at someone?
If they are, well that's really a problem
But if the problem is the one being attacked
Forget about the author
The problem should be smacked.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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The weak rulers
The sword that is fought with
Will not be punished.
The force that is ruled with
Will not be punished.
Rather they are patronized.
The weak rulers lean on them.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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As somebody once said, we're not punished for our sins, we're punished by them.
quote by Hugh Leonard
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Sinners
He fell for her daughter;
She fell for him later.
There came in no protest.
He engaged them both.
***
He fell for her mother;
She fell for him later.
From them came no protest.
He engaged them both.
***
He fell for his neigbour;
His son too fell for her.
Silence was the protest.
She fed them both alike.
***
A mother was his beloved;
Her daughter was his son’s.
Wordless was the protest.
Each engaged the other.
***
Sinners make friends
19.10.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Usual Protest And The Unusual One
the usual protest is when you
say something for the person to know
that there is something that you do not like
and that you want that something to be
corrected or at least be improved a bit
but what you say falls on deaf ears
the unusual one comes next
you pretend that there is nothing wrong
that nothing is unusual
and that everything is smooth as usual
and you do not tell anymore that something
is wrong and both of you goes on with your lives
as though there is nothing wrong
and that you are well and
too submissive
and of course this pleases her
to her core
the other one asks if you're ok
in the middle of a cold weather
and you will say
everything is perfect
despite the shiver
and then she will find out that
one day you are gone
an empty house shall not
even tell her why
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Early Works - No Smoking Zone
Shucks cannot have a puff
of the dreaded weed
the non-smokers have been at it again
sticking posters on the walls.
What a waste!
You cannot smoke
but they can litter the walls.
Now imagine the poor graffiti writer
who is punished for his joy,
but the non-coughers
can deface any wall
without a protest to be heard.
That was until now.
Smokers of the world unite
and stop these stickers
from ruining our walls.
22 April 1985
poem by David Harris
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Protest long enough that you are right, and you will be wrong.
After this urgent protest against entering into battle at Gettysburg according to instructions - which protest is the first and only one I ever made during my entire military career - I ordered my line to advance and make the assault.
quote by John B. Hood
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Reformation
What the meaning of reformation
I mean
to reform
my poem,
my novel
or my painting
when I feel pain
to hear
all news from radio
the whole part of our society
get protest everyday
and I saw
labour protest
everywhere to day
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Punishment
I just love the fact
That I will get punished
For being good at something
Like I did something wrong
I love it when
They tell me that
I can't do something
Because I have no education in it
Why don't they just lock me up
And throw away the key
Like I'm some vicioous criminal
If they want to punish me
poem by Jerry Abrahamson
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In Japan, it becomes a huge issue in terms of not just the government and its protest against the United States, but all different groups and all different peoples in Japan start to protest.
quote by Martha Smith
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Sonnet- Life Is Flexible
It is not wrong to make mistakes often;
It is not wrong to do blunders in life;
It is not wrong to see mishaps happen;
It is not wrong to panic 'midst your strife.
It is not wrong to be lazy some days;
It is not wrong to make decisions wrong;
It is not wrong to squander wealth some ways;
It is not wrong to love a thing for long.
It is not wrong to come late while bell chimes,
It is not wrong to selfish be, at times;
It is not wrong to envy some sometimes;
It is not wrong to sin too many times.
It is not wrong to err where others don't;
'Tis wrong to feel guilty when others won't.
poem by John Celes
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Grounded!
I saw the report card you brought home from work!
Punished! You're punished! You drive me berserk!
No Internet surfing! Here's my decision...
No cell phone use and no television!
Just go to your room and don't make me shout!
Go straight to your room and do not come out!
No car for a month, so give me the key!
Stop pouting this instant! I'm counting to three!
Don't disobey me! Why must you be bad?
Why can't you just be a good little Dad?
Grounded! You're grounded! You know what you did!
Hey, how does it feel, Dad, being the kid? ? ?
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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Protest With Those Protesting
Don't get erratic
Like the people in the streets.
I say emphatically...
Help them protest
A lack of quality!
You chased the 'bling' of things.
Titles and socialites,
And what you thought a good life brings.
You laughed at me.
Because I had my hands in toilets,
And cleaning sinks.
But I owned what I did.
And learned from invested time in it!
What did you learn?
How to pick up a pink slip...
Smile and be replaced!
Don't get erratic
Like the people in the streets.
I say emphatically...
Help them protest
A lack of quality!
I can think of no one better,
Than you.
How best to discuss,
A digust with a life you knew!
I can think of no one better,
Than you.
To protest with those protesting,
How they assisted themselves
In being screwed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Maybe, Maybe
(mags)
Maybe you were joking
When you said tath you were walking out on me
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I was joking
When I said that I was running out on you
Maybe, maybe
I could be wrong, so wrong
I could be wrong, so wrong
Yes, I could be wrong
I dont know, but its been said
Decisions travel far from heart to head
Maybe, maybe
Maybe it was over
When you chuked me out the rover at full speed
Maybe, maybe
I could be wrong, so wrong
I could be wrong, so wrong
Yes, I could be so wrong
song performed by by A-Ha
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Punished
Approachable...
Liked.
Giving with care,
With an excitement that invites!
Loving and sensitive...
A natural delight!
Nice to hold,
When someone's there...
To plant a missed fruited kiss,
On lips licked and prepared!
Honest
Empathetic
Communicative and innovative.
Wanting someone...
To repossess a love,
Tossed and thrown away!
Vulnerable to a fault...
Naïve in fact,
In a circumspect way!
When it comes to desire,
That comes to tease and stay...
With temptations fired up
And impulsive decisions come to betray!
Returning a punished cycle,
To experience with the same display!
Torment
Grief
Endless nights...
With no sleep or relief to release.
As quarreling fights ignite thoughts
In a punished cycle beginning to spin
From daylight to dusk!
Straying to affect again...
Those churning,
Mixed and collected emotions!
Punished by the notion of devotion!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doth I Protest Too Much
I'm not threatened, by every pair of legs you watch go by
I don't cringe when you stare at women, it's just a thing called guy
I don't notice your side ways glances or where your loyalty lies
I'm secure and out of me, it's hard to get a rise
I'm not jealous
I don't get moved my much
I'm not enraged
Not insecure as such
Not going insane
Rational stays in touch
Doth I protest too much?
I'm not tortured by how oft your busy, Cause I've got things to do
I'm not needy
I don't get clingy much
I'm not scared
I'm not afraid as such
I'm not dependent
Rock solid, stays in touch
And Doth I protest too much?
So much energy to prove to you
Who I can't possibly be
So much energy to prove to you
I'm not who you hate for me to be
I'm not saddened
And I don't miss you
Cause I have moved on too
I'm not concerned about your new lover
Cause I have a new lover too
I'm not depressed
I don't get down that much
I'm not despondent
I am not dark as such
I'm never sad
Keep Chin Up, Stays in touch
And Doth I protest too much?
I'm not jealous
I don't get moved my much
I'm not enraged
Not insecure as such
Not going insane
Rational stays in touch
And Doth I protest too much?
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.
A Young Sinner's Confession
She was a Catholic Sister,
A bride of Christ, a nun,
All night I hugged and I kissed her,
Made love by the rising sun.
Tell me, little Brother, did I do wrong?
Will I be punished for this song?
I was frightened she'd run away,
I tried to make her stay,
But she killed herself the very next day,
You can see I'm young but my hair's turned grey,
Because I loved her so and I kissed her.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Egyptian Martyrs' Blood Peace Protest Spilt
medical sources
said
at least
five protesters
had
been killed
1,030 wounded
like battered leaves
littered streets
in bloodstained
Cairo protest defiant
thirteen were killed
in Suez six in Alexandria
a teenager was shot
dead in Port Said
al-Jazeera reported
martyrs' blood peace protest
spilt to dislodge a tyrant
poem by Terence George Craddock
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