Art hath an enemy called Ignorance.
quote by Ben Jonson
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Self Inflicted Issues
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
With a freedom to do this and integrity they lack.
The expectations of them healing from their ailments,
And self inflicted issues...
Is not going to happen with a waving of a magic wand.
When minds are noticed to be hypnotized and absent,
Of nonexistent identites...
Those people look at themselves as the enemy.
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
Those people look at one another as the enemy.
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
Those people look at one another as the enemy.
When minds are noticed to be hypnotized and absent,
Of nonexistent identites...
Those people look at themselves as the enemy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ignorance
Ignorance is a dreadful enemy
A malady like psychosis
An ailment with scary prognosis
A disease every human must avoid
Ignorance is lunacy
It is a disease of the brain
Holding the mind captive
Blinding its subject from the truth,
Jaundicing the views of its client
Ignorance is an albatross
Brain behind poor decision making
Culprit for derisorily defective reasoning
Rendering its host a nuisance
A liability in useful debates and discussions
From ignorance we must be free.
Ignorance we must strive to banish
To enable us to be accomplished,
Partakers in discussions,
And assets to finding solutions.
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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Generational And Unending
Many are finding their battle against ignorance,
To be generational and unending.
And the biggest enemy humanity has.
A defense to keep ignorance alive and kicking,
Has its evidence in the empty minds,
Threatened by the slightest signs of intelligence.
And anyone suspected of having intelligence,
Is immediately questioned...
As to where they contacted this disease.
With a seeking of a cure,
To end its effectiveness.
In the hopes of keeping ignorance forever accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living With The Enemy
I gave you all that you wanted
and still you come back for more
You say that you're brokenhearted
but then you walk out the door
Maybe it is time for us to say goodbye
Where are the tears you never cried?
Hey baby what you got on your mind
are you looking for some sympathy?
I can tell you if it's a truth or a lie
'Cos it's just like living,
living with the enemy
You got me going in circles,
I'm slowly loosing my head
What did I do to deserve this,
you make me wish I was dead
Tell me I'm wrong and I'll be on my way
See you around another day
Hey baby what you doin' tonite?
Are you giving me the perfect dream
I'm so tired and I don't wanna fight
'Cos it's just like living,
living with the enemy, enemy
Living with the enemy, living with the enemy, enemy
Living with the enemy,enemy
Living with the enemy, living with the enemy, enemy
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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No one is to be called an enemy, all are your benefactors, and no one does you harm. You have no enemy except yourselves.
quote by Francis of Assisi
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Mothers Day2007
She hath my heart, she is my mum.
She hath my heart, she is my only, she is my one.
She hath my heart, though rough winds may blow.
She hath my heart, still her love will flow, her love will always show.
She hath my heart, I thank my lucky stars.
She hath my heart and i have hers.
She hath my heart, i long for her presence.
She hath my heart, her name is essence.
She hath my heart and forever she will.
Lifetimes will come and go, i will love her still
She hath my heart, this fact i cant conceal
Our bond is like sentiment you just cant kill
She hath my heart in times of sorrow.
She hath my heart, yesterday, today and tomorrow.
She hath my heart, my voice will sing.
She hath my heart, she makes the bell in my heart ring.
She hath my heart, in times of trouble.
She wont stumble no i will not let her crumble.
She hath my heart in each and every way
And my love for her grows with each day
She hath my heart for we were once one.
She hath my heart, the heart of the boy inside the man
I hath her heart, the heart we once shared.
Though separated in body the hearts still paired.
She hath my heart i need her near.
She hath my heart my mama dear
She hath my heart and she already knows
In a world of thorny bushes she stands out like rose
She hath my heart for she is always by my side
When the sun sets she is my light, she is my guide.
poem by Soul Child
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Enemy Of All
A father is the enemy
When he left unpaid debts
A foolish son is the enemy of
His parents
A beautiful wife is the enemy of
Her husband
A mother with loose character
Is the enemy of her children
A greedy corrupt and notorious king
Is the enemy of the country men
O friend, remember
If you are not doing any good deeds
Beneficial to others you are the enemy
Of your soul and enemy of you
As you are destroying yourself
As your same soul is there in the body of all.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Gestures of Goodwill
Befriending of your enemy's enemy
is like a holding-hands-while-walking along
post-war meadow filled with
un-defused undetected landmines
yet ready to explode
it's like carrying a loaded cartridge
of egoistic bullets design to trigger up fire
assassinating the now communal antagonist character
and you, yourself become his blind-folded shield
a neophite frontal ally for an offensive-defensive attack
where is he, the so-called friend, when he is not
yet your ''enemy's enemy''
why he keeps on attaching you by now
when both of you are wounded and acting as casualties
if inevitable,
just throw a goodwill gesture
in front of him.
It reflects realization.
poem by Rommelmarkmarchan Best Poems
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Lamentations of Jeremiah I: Sorrows of Captive Zion
1 How doth the city sit solitary,
that was full of people!
How is she become as a widow!
She that was great among the nations,
and princess among the provinces,
how is she become tributary!
2 She weepeth sore in the night,
and her tears are on her cheeks:
among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her:
all her friends have dealt treacherously with her,
they are become her enemies.
3 Judah is gone into captivity
because of affliction, and because of great servitude:
she dwelleth among the heathen,
she findeth no rest:
all her persecutors overtook her between the straits.
4 The ways of Zion do mourn,
because none come to the solemn feasts:
all her gates are desolate:
her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted,
and she is in bitterness.
5 Her adversaries are the chief, her enemies prosper;
for the LORD hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions:
her children are gone into captivity before the enemy.
6 And from the daughter of Zion all her beauty is departed:
her princes are become like harts that find no pasture,
and they are gone without strength before the pursuer.
7 Jerusalem remembered in the days of her affliction and of her miseries
all her pleasant things that she had in the days of old,
when her people fell into the hand of the enemy, and none did help her:
the adversaries saw her, and did mock at her sabbaths.
8 Jerusalem hath grievously sinned;
therefore she is removed:
all that honored her despise her,
because they have seen her nakedness:
yea, she sigheth, and turneth backward.
9 Her filthiness is in her skirts;
she remembereth not her last end;
therefore she came down wonderfully: she had no comforter.
O LORD, behold my affliction:
for the enemy hath magnified himself.
10 The adversary hath spread out his hand upon all her pleasant things:
for she hath seen that the heathen entered into her sanctuary,
whom thou didst command that they should not enter into thy congregation.
11 All her people sigh, they seek bread;
they have given their pleasant things for meat to relieve the soul:
see, O LORD, and consider; for I am become vile.
12 Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by?
Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow,
which is done unto me,
wherewith the LORD hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.
13 From above hath he sent fire into my bones,
and it prevaileth against them:
he hath spread a net for my feet,
he hath turned me back:
he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand:
they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck:
he hath made my strength to fall,
the Lord hath delivered me into their hands,
from whom I am not able to rise up.
15 The Lord hath trodden under foot all my mighty men in the midst of me:
he hath called an assembly against me to crush my young men:
the Lord hath trodden the virgin, the daughter of Judah, as in a winepress.
16 For these things I weep;
mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water,
because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me:
my children are desolate,
because the enemy prevailed.
17 Zion spreadeth forth her hands,
and there is none to comfort her:
the LORD hath commanded concerning Jacob,
that his adversaries should be round about him:
Jerusalem is as a menstruous woman among them.
18 The LORD is righteous;
for I have rebelled against his commandment:
hear, I pray you, all people,
and behold my sorrow:
my virgins and my young men are gone into captivity.
19 I called for my lovers, but they deceived me:
my priests and mine elders gave up the ghost in the city,
while they sought their meat to relieve their souls.
20 Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress:
my bowels are troubled;
mine heart is turned within me;
for I have grievously rebelled:
abroad the sword bereaveth,
at home there is as death.
21 They have heard that I sigh;
there is none to comfort me:
all mine enemies have heard of my trouble;
they are glad that thou hast done it:
thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called,
and they shall be like unto me.
22 Let all their wickedness come before thee;
and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions:
for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
poem by Prophet Jeremiah
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Theoretikos
THIS mighty empire hath but feet of clay:
Of all its ancient chivalry and might
Our little island is forsaken quite:
Some enemy hath stolen its crown of bay,
And from its hills that voice hath passed away
Which spake of Freedom: O come out of it,
Come out of it, my Soul, thou art not fit
For this vile traffic-house, where day by day
Wisdom and reverence are sold at mart,
And the rude people rage with ignorant cries
Against an heritage of centuries.
It mars my calm: wherefore in dreams of Art
And loftiest culture I would stand apart,
Neither for God, nor for his enemies.
poem by Oscar Wilde
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Original - Time, My Worst Enemy
Time, My Worst Enemy
Keeping me away from you
Time, My Worst Enemy
Moving slowly when we’re apart
Time, My Worst Enemy
Fleeting when you are near
Time, My Worst Enemy
Battling with it daily
Time, My Worst Enemy
Stealing moments from the clock
Time, My Worst Enemy
Until you are in my arms again
Time, My Worst Enemy
Rapidly chasing us down
Time, My Worst Enemy
He will not take you this time
Time, My Worst Enemy
You are in my arms to stay
Time, My Worst Enemy
Has Lost!
One Disturbed
Seeking an attention,
By the use of offensive means...
Teaches not a thing,
To one disturbed...
By mental dysfunctions.
An ignorance like this has been fostered.
An ignorance has been allowed to flourish.
An ignorance that grows becomes expensive.
Since an ignorance bestows,
A flowing of it that becomes out of control!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Support And Defend
Unwillingly wading, as I am, in a sea of discontent,
As though I have not a home, awaiting the latest torment;
All hath been absconded-to include 'rights', guaranteed-
Where is my aegis whence I am in need?
To think, I placed myself into 'harm's way'
To help ensure we all remain free every day;
Yet, all the ideals for which I have fought
Seem to stand 'mute'-are they all for naught?
I hold now before you, that upon which you've tread-
Lest you believe otherwise, nothing may stand in its stead:
I have sworn 'to support and defend'-
To my charge, I am steadfast, to my bitter end!
Your day of reckoning shall come surely, fast;
Lessons shall be taught-hopefully, to last
Long after I am gone, for posterity's sake-
I shall do whatever it may take!
To say I am heart-broken is not nearly to understand;
I simply do as my lofty beliefs unwaveringly command:
I shan't allow your ignorance and malice to reign,
You have been causal to a great deal of pain!
Not just whence I am the one concerned-
For far too many, a resplendence has withered!
Take this as heed, that a gauntlet hath been dropped-
I revel not in this role- yet, your depravity hath ne'er stopped!
Ne'er shall I accept this injustice, this cancer-
All those responsible for such, shall be called to answer!
Ne'er shall I bow down and simply take what you have doled,
It is you, for whom the bell has tolled!
Maurice Harris,19 June 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.
quote by James A. Baldwin
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Fear is the only true enemy, born of ignorance and the parent of anger and hate.
quote by Edward Albert
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The air was full of fire and sand
The night that I wished to be home
as the path we were on
lead to death
and not like the axiom to Rome
behind enemy lines
we called in the vultures of death
and the chill froze my breath
in clouds in the bright moonlight,
followed the mist from the river
penetrating ever deeper
into the enemy positions
we hid almost in their midst
and with the rising sun
eerie birds came screeching down
with flaming afterburners
dropping rockets and bombs
on enemy tanks,
shelling armoured cars
with raging canon
and the air was full
of fire and sand.
poem by Gert Strydom
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What an ememy won't
a enemy won't help you in a fight
a friend is there wether you're wrong or right
a enemy wont catch you if you fall
a friend is someone you can always call
a enemy doesn't care if you feel sad
...a friend is there thru good and bad
a enemy is not a friend hes fake
a friend will give but not take
a enemy to hurt you will always find a way
but a friend will always be there until your last day
poem by Conan Edogawa
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