Women have been trained to speak softly and carry a lipstick. Those days are over.
quote by Bella Abzug
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Teddy Roosevelt... once said, 'Speak softly and carry a big stick.' Jimmy Carter wants to speak loudly and carry a fly swatter.
quote by Gerald R. Ford
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There is a homely old adage which runs: "Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far." If the American nation will speak softly, and yet build and keep at a pitch of the highest training a thoroughly efficient navy, the Monroe Doctrine will go far.
Theodore Roosevelt in Speech in Chicago (3 April 1903)
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Speak softly and always carry a big stick; you will go far.
West African proverbs
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Will You Be There - Michael Jackson
Hold me
Like the River Jordan
And I will then say to Thee
You are my friend
Carry me
Like you are my brother
Love me like a mother
Will you be there?
Weary
Tell me will you hold me?
When wrong, will you scold me?
When lost will you find me?
But they told me
A man should be faithful
And walk when not able
And fight till the end
But I'm only human
Everyone's taking control of me
Seems that the world's
Got a role for me
I'm so confused
Will you show to me
You'll be there for me
And care enough to bare me?
(Hold me)
(Lay your head lowly)
(Softly then boldly)
(Carry me there)
(Lead me)
(Love me and feed me)
(Kiss me and free me)
(I will feel blessed)
(Carry)
(Carry me boldly)
(Lift me up slowly)
(Carry me there)
(Save me)
(Heal me and bathe me)
(Softly you say to me)
(I will be there)
(Lift me)
(Lift me up slowly)
(Carry me boldly)
(Show me you care)
(Hold me)
(Lay your head lowly)
(Softly then boldly)
(Carry me there)
(Need me)
(Love me and feed me)
(Kiss me and free me)
(I will feel blessed)
......
RIP, MJ
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Women Of Color
women of color are superficial
women of color are women of wonder
women of color are those who contains the artificial heart
women of color are our mothers
women of color are special
women of color don't need to speak of themselves
it is others that speak of them
women of color have supernatural eyes
i think about them day and night
laugh at them they'll laugh as well cause
you're laughing at yourself
above the mountains their guts can surpass
across the ocean and time their stories stays
if you see one smile then you will see true happiness
poem by jude TOUSSAINT
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Lipstick On Your Collar
When you left me all alone at the record hop
Told me you were goin out for a soda pop
You were gone for quite a while -- half-an-hour more
You came back and man, oh, man, this is what I saw:
Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through
cause lipstick on your collar told a tale on you! yeah!
You said it belonged to me, made me stop and think
And then I noticed yours was red; mine was baby pink
Who walked in but mary jane, lipstick all a mess?
Were you smoochin my best friend? guess the answers yes
Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through
cause lipstick on your collar told a tale on you! boy!
Told a tale on you! man!
Told a tale on you! yeah! (fade)
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Glad They Have Been Abandoned
Have you yet grown sick of it?
Women referred to as pitbulls.
And men in politics stating openly...
The opposite sex,
Are lipstick wearing pigs!
Ladies and gentlemen,
Regardless of what you might think!
But those of you who are still among the conscious...
Have to agree,
While this is going on...
The quality of life for all,
Is nearing the edge to a close call.
And about to fall off the brink!
Isolated and united in racist remarks.
Increases to diminish common sense!
Leaders are focused on catfight brawls...
While a once great nation,
Is showing a greater taste for sensations that stagnate.
Have you yet grown sick of it?
Women referred to as pitbulls.
And men in politics stating openly...
The opposite sex,
Are lipstick wearing pigs!
And those who proclaimed these days would come...
Seem to be the only ones keeping their distance.
Since they have long been slandered and ostracized.
And clearly peaceful beings,
Who are glad they have been abandoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crosses We Bare
Some days seem longer than others,
depending on how many crosses
we have to bare.
Each of us has a cross to carry,
for guilt, we call our own.
When the crosses get heavy,
days seem to linger with out end.
We feel at times,
no one can help us
with the crosses that we bare,
but there is always someone.
They walk beside us everyday,
a simple prayer of forgiving,
and he will help us on our way.
We can tell him all our sorrows,
our guilt’s and woes to be.
He always listens to us
as he walks with us each day.
We all know his name,
and how to speak to him,
if the crosses that we carry,
ever get to weighty to bare.
poem by David Harris
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Girls vs. Women
Girls are insecure; Women are confident.
Girls dress trashy; Women dress classy.
Girls are students; Women are teachers.
Girls are listeners; Women are preachers.
Girls makes babies; Women raise babies.
Girls have sex; Women make love.
Girls are weak; Women are strong.
Girls fight; Women walk away.
Girls argue; Women speak.
Girls give in; Women compromise.
Girls envy. Women appreciate.
Girls give up. Women strive.
Girls look. Women see.
Girls take. Women give.
Girls follow; Women influence.
poem by Christina E. Brown
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Habits are comforts
To listen to the tunes that
Your ears are trained on,
To look at things that
Your eyes are trained on,
And to tread the way that
Your feet are trained in
Will appear sweet to you.
Habits bring comfort zones.
01.01.07
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Glory Days Glory Days
Glory days glory days
I feel so good
Because I am alive again during this brand new day that my beloved God Gave to me alone
And I say thank you to God for giving me this brand new day
That I am starting to enjoy it very much
Glory days glory days
I am not a handsome men either
But also I am not a millionaire
Because women loves money and power
And women is more down to earth than men
Also women loves to show their feelings and affection
But men doesn't do that
And I believe that men is much rharder on them selves than on the Women
Also I want to say that I am happy being me
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Women's Changing Times (a comical truth)
In days of old when knights were bold
And poetry was invented.
They would tell of their love
And all that was intended.
They would speak of their hearts
And all they felt inside.
and show their feelings
That their armor would tend to hide.
In olden days a women’s heart was softer
Than it is today.
And poetry would prevail in every sort of way.
Now the women are as cold as some men
And their hearts they will not bend.
Now they choose to live together
And they say: “it is much better“
They do not need a paper to have relations
And they avoid the devastations.
They can pack up and leave if they choose
And it‘s the man who will lose.
Now the women are more in control
And it’s a story that’s very old.
Behind every successful man there is a lady
And if you don’t listen to her, she will drive you crazy.
They are in every field, and every job you find
And if you don’t accept it, you’re behind the times.
There is truth behind these lines, and you know
It just as well as me.
Unless you are completely blind, and this you cannot see.
And if you deny this fact, all the women will turn their backs.
So let us all accept, that the constitution has some truth.
But they have to change the words to
Men and women are created equal.
Otherwise there will be a continuing sequel.
(Ha-ha smile)
poem by Louis Rams
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Where Are The Women?
All I see are angry young men
All I see is hatred
All I see is anti-American
All I see is vengeance
All I see is machishmo
Testosterone with nowhere to go
The way a stallion rises one last frantic time
As he sees the bridle and saddle coming
All I see are bloodthirsty mobs
In the supposed name of religion
But no religion condones any of this
Where are the women hiding?
Where are the voiceless women?
Those trained for generations to comply
About the world they are bringing babies into
Where are the women?
poem by James T. Adair
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Trouser Enthusiast
Feminism is my middle name,
For I fight for the right for female empowerment,
I don't like women being treated like second class citizens,
I want all women to have equal opportunities,
To live in the same community with the same rights,
I am glad women have the vote,
That there're female doctors, nurses, lawyers and the suchlike,
For I am a trouser enthusiast through and through,
But I am not butch, although I do wear lipstick,
For women shouldn't have to look like a girl,
Talk like a man and think like a woman,
Women should not have to change into something they're not,
But feminism has taken charge for the century just gone,
Women fighting for their social freedom and not allowing themselves,
To be treated like a sex object, for a woman isn't just a body:
A woman has a brain and deserves to be treated with respect,
Not to be treated in an inferior way,
And women have learnt to wear the trousers in the relationship,
And don't accept or tolerate abuse and won't allow themselves to be used,
For this is derogatory and the lowest of the low,
And all women, young and old, need to know,
That they deserve respect in any relationship and any violent man,
Needs to be kicked to the kerb and shown the door.
poem by Paula Glynn
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The Evolution Of Revolution
i can still taste,
frozen moonlit blood night
dripping from my fangs,
can feel the earth writing pawstruck,
the cool damp loving grasses.
still shudder with the howl,
that opens and spills my soul,
my eyes alive and searching
for the hint of passion.
pour a glass of wine,
we'll speak softly
like civilized men and women...
talk of books, ideals,
the evolution of revolution,
and paint a portrait of god.
still the drums beat,
the wind calls with a lover's need.
the trees mumble with magnetic sweeps,
and the night boils like blood!
pour a glass of wine,
we'll speak softly
like civilized shells
lying empty on the beach.
longing for that old longing,
the evolution of revolution...
but we would be gods!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Cool Black Women
What if BLACK WOMEN Were COOL
Could darken skin in shades like BLACK WOMEN
Maybe enlarge lips and hips the size of BLACK WOMEN
Might even speak in a venacular like BLACK WOMEN
Mimick some of the mannerisms of BLACK WOMEN
Mate and date Black Men, the counterparts of BLACK WOMEN
Adopt and raise Black Babies, like BLACK WOMEN do
poem by Royale ROYALE
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Womens Intuition
We know what we want, when we want
And we're not afraid to ask
When we find, we we're right all along
We relish and in the moment we bask
Call it women’s intuition
Anything you desire
Women are more intelligent than men
Women are so much higher
Women control their lives
We are strong and so not weak
We can tell when you men are lying
From just the way you speak
We always have a comeback
For anything you say
We will always win the fight
We'll never back away
So don't forget to bow
To any women you meet
And try not to boys
Wolf whistle at us in the street
poem by Nicola Burkett
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Cry Softly Lonely One
Joe melson/don gant
Cry softly lonely one
It's over, it's said, it's done
Don't let your heart break down
He's not the only one
So you're blue
And lonely too
Don't fall apart
And when the teardrops start
You can cry;cry to me girl
Cry;cry to me girl
I'll be standing by
I will dry your eyes
But for now, cry softly lonely one
Cry softly lonely one
Your heartaches have just begun
And though they linger on
Carry on, be strong
You're baby's gone
Left you alone
But i'll stand by you
On the long nights through
You can cry, cry to me girl
C'mon and cry, cry to me girl
Don't cry all alone
Baby from now on
You can run to me;come to me
You can cry to me
Tonight and forever,lonely one
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Just A Touch
Well what in the world? women in black
Dont you remember send us back
A day in the life well nobody laughed
Look to the days how long can this last
Kevin heard it on the radio
Hugh informed word of mouth
Carla read it in the news
Caught it all just a touch
You set the pace of what was to come
I have to carry on now that youre gone
A day in the life well nobody laughed
Look to the days how long can this last
Theres someone in our dreams
In our preassembled dream
Well what in the world? women in black
Dont you remember send us back
A day in the life well nobody laughed
Look to the days how long can this last
I cant see where to worship popeye, love al green,
I cant see, Im so young, Im so God damn young
song performed by by REM
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Do You Love Women? ? ?
Do you LOVE women? I mean, REALLY LOVE them?
I AINT talkin' prostitutes!
For the sake of daughters, sisters and mothers,
I AINT talkin' birthday suits!
Do you LOVE women? Including smart women?
The ones who earn more than you?
LOVE them beyond polished nails and red lipstick,
Beyond the latest hair-do?
LOVE them beyond the fleeting orgasm,
After the pleasure passes?
LOVE them beyond what they do for your body,
Beyond their tits and asses?
LOVE them, but know that no man may control them...
Love them with true expression.
And teach your sons from the very beginning
'She is not a possession! '
Do you LOVE women? I mean TRULY LOVE them?
Even in heels that are flat?
If you're not willing to LOVE and respect them...
You may prefer a doormat!
Or perhaps a blow up doll....
(Trump are you listening... Rosie was right!)
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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