The entire race is usually judged by the actions of one man or woman.
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As individuals, we will be judged in our lives by the totality of our actions. Not one thing will stand out. And I think that's how we get judged by our colleagues and that's how we get judged by the good lord.
quote by Rahm Emanuel
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Common sense is judgment without reflection, shared by an entire class, an entire nation, or the entire human race.
quote by Giambattista Vico
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Not Qualified To Judge...
not qualified to judge
another man's heart...
we have enough work to do
on our own...
but actions can be judged,
actions based in fear,
actions based in ignorance....
prejudices, hatreds, greed, apathy...
the battles we face
on the path to liberate ourselves!
compassion judges,
loves the person, hates the action,
lights the way, frees the soul.
minds controlled by hearts,
one step at a time....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Judged (I Believe)
Originally posted in 2008, however some issues occured and all my poetry was deleted, however I had a copy of it stored and am reposting it now
Do me wrong, and ill do you right
Punch me in the face, and ill still be alright
Do me wrong and say what you will
Cos I know and I believe
That These folks will be judged someday
I believe you'll be judged one day
Stab my back, and ill scratch yours right
Screw me over and Ill still be alright
Screw me over, stab my back
Cos I know and I believe
That everyone is judged someday
I believe you'll be judged one day
Don't Believe in God, cos I like his teachin'
Don't worship the son, cos I hate their preachin'
But I believe I'll be judged someday
I believe I'll be judged someday
poem by Electric Tripp
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The Women
This world is, because of the woman
this universe is, because of the woman
nothing exists without the woman
our existence is, because of the woman.
Why being a woman then
should be humiliation?
Why a woman then
should face indignation?
always the woman becomes the prey...?
always the woman has no say.....?
The woman is a mother, also a mother–in-law
the woman is a sister, also a sister-in-law
the woman has many roles to play
a daughter-in-law perfects that night & day.
Why then a woman does
torture another woman?
Why does a ma-in-law
torches a daughter in-law?
Why does a woman destroy another’s world?
Why does jealousy overcomes a sister-in-law?
In the woman, power is manifest,
yet she is unaware and that is a jest.
she becomes Durga when in rage
telling everyone, she is no sage
the woman is where, awakening is there
her absence creates crematoriums everywhere.
Why do then a woman abhor the birth of a female?
Wants a child, whose gender is male?
the male is indebted to her for the courage and life
yet no rewards for the woman, her entire life.
This is the story of the woman, full of anguish
Plight of a woman is because of another’s wish
Exploitation of the woman could not have taken place
Had a woman given the other a little more space.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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A Full Figured Woman.....
A full figured woman
who is full of love
a woman who tries to fit in
and tries to show emotion
but can never do none of the above.
A full figured woman
who is full of peace
but no man wants to touch her
as if she's some type of disease.
A full figured woman
who puts her self down
who smiles in the crowd
who hurts her sense of worth
when no one's around.
A full figured woman
yes, thats me
i am all the woman i need to be
from the curl of my lips
to the curves in my hips.
Yes, i am a full figured woman
who is tired of being judged
but i will never be ashamed
for having more than one pudge!
poem by Jennifer Foreman
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Spontaneous Electricity (A Man)
a man cannot, and should not,
be judged by what he owns or
possesses. the only true judge-
ment comes in what he does with
his time, to redeem his time...
by the actions he becomes in the
battle to restore dignity and
humanity to the human race.
we are then what we give...our
words must follow the flesh around
our hearts, must be defined by
compassion...
true deliverence is deliverence
from the apathetic, , , true freedom,
freedom from the concept of self...
every grain of sand, individual and
important... but we all together
make the desert!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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She Is A Woman
Our whole existence revolves
Her presences around make things transform
She has a vision
Capable to strengthen
She is a woman
And can make the organization function
She knows how best to handle a situation
Her actions plans are almost certain
She is a woman
And loves to lead more than often
Life in essence
Can be social influence process
Her strong emotions can have
Charismatic effects
She is a woman
And does things with determination
Her dreams are as deep as ocean
Her passion for coordination
Will toughen our actions
She is a woman
And will never let our spirits dampen
She know how to shape the workplace
For all the events
From effort estimation to expenditure to task strategy
There are no boundaries
All her interactions are human
There is a stronghold
She is a woman
And never gives ups from nine to eleven
Life can be just a prayer
For a woman who has ability to factor in
The emotions in herself and others
Contributes to leadership with great vigor
She is a woman
And loves to do it in style and fashion
She is a woman with passion!
poem by Leena Ajay Pimple
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
My dreams are of a
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Graduations Past
As I look back on my own graduation, I reflect
On the race to finish learning, test and studying all I reject
Done feeling judged, tried of trying to fit in
Not knowing that exactly how I’d feel when the real world set in
I now cherish those days, when everyday I talked with a friend
When all the steps were mapped out from beginning to end
All I wanted was to be set free into this great world
All my life was out There…waiting for me to unfurl
Using rudimentary tools, I carved a nitch in this place
When I’m done I hope to leave a mark on the whole human race
Stilling learning today, facing test after test
Studying people, hoping to understand them, doing my best
Not judging others, hoping not to be judged is the goal
To stand out from the crowd, yet being one with my soul
Wherever you go, the whole world is a school
Just stop and listen closely… it’s talking to YOU
6/13/11
poem by Rhonda Baker
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Simplistic Solutions: Sexual Discrimination Sells
Advertisement companies use sex
(unisex maximizes
gender hormonal appeals)
because sex sells sells sells baby.
Such sweeping statements
are compelling indictments
against civilized society
(supposedly male dominated
but at the lower end of the scale
that’s not a bowl of cherries either baby
- like get real poor men suffer ladies)
and cannot be struck legitimately
from decades past sexual
discrimination extant public records.
People who indiscriminately hate
(their frustrated gendered
class bound inequality position)
need someone else to blame
(for failure or lack of ultimate
effort applied
to all attempts
made in hopes
of attaining success.)
Wrongs individually committed
(by gender / class / race)
are often erroneously judged
(indicted indignantly)
ranted against
an entire gender class
race inappropriately.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wild Woman
Wild woman
You are
Like a strong fire
That rushes
All over my
Entire body
Wild woman
I love the way
You kiss me tonight
And I can feel you holding
Me tight
Wild woman
Wild woman
Wild woman
See you next time
I am glad that you were
Mine tonight just for a
Little while
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Only a race horse or a Comyn lord is judged by his pedigree.
Female Judgement
Man frames his judgment on reason; but woman on love founds her verdict;
If her judgment loves not, woman already has judged.
poem by Friedrich Schiller
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The next level in moral behavior higher than that exhibited by the baboon is that in which duty and loyalty are shown toward a group of your own kind too large for an individual to know all of them. We have a name for that. It is called "patriotism." Behaving on a still higher moral level were the astronauts who went to the Moon, for their actions tend toward the survival of the entire race of mankind. The door they opened leads to the hope that H. sapiens will survive indefinitely long, even longer than this solid planet on which we stand tonight. As a direct result of what they did, it is now possible that the human race will never die. Many short-sighted fools think that going to the Moon was just a stunt. But the astronauts knew the meaning of what they were doing, as is shown by Neil Armstrong's first words in stepping down onto the soil of Luna: "One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."
quote by Robert Heinlein
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Every Man (And Woman)
if every man in America
could reach his own member
with his own mouth,
we wouldnt have a problem
with gay rights!
if every man and woman
in America knew they were
as responsible for their thoughts
as for their actions...
we'd all be on death row!
if every man and woman
in America spent as much time
trying to help their neighbors
as they spend trying to get ahead...
we'd all be taken care of!
if every man and woman
in America were color blind,
we'd have equality!
if every man and woman
in America were honest with
themselves, we'd have justice.
if every man and woman
in America got off their but
and on their feet
we could do something
about this mess!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Think Good, Act Good and Help the World Live Good
Your thoughts
Form a cloud
When saturated
And get frozen
Bring down onto the earth
The Shower of activities
Your actions, thus showered
Believe
Add life on this soil
And help grow
The plants of
Pleasures and joy
As long as your thoughts
Are not contaminated
And seeded with
Anger, envy, distaste
Greed and many others
I leave it to your imagination
As an acid rain
Laden with pollution
Harms the soil
And the soil-dependent plants
Your contaminated thought clouds
Generate a rain of actions
Laden with vengeance and
It is definite to destroy
The entire human race
Nurtured by your action
Exercise caution on your
Thoughts and keep them
Ever associated with
Love, affection, honesty
Faith and confidence
So that you never turn
Into cause for concern
In the care of this
Beautiful world with
Wonderful people and
Other marvellous living systems
Think good
Act good
Help the world
Live good
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Race Of Veterans
RACE of veterans! Race of victors!
Race of the soil, ready for conflict! race of the conquering march!
(No more credulity's race, abiding-temper'd race;)
Race henceforth owning no law but the law of itself;
Race of passion and the storm.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Her Hidden Treasure
Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.
Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.
Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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