Man Kissing Man
They insist their lifestyle
Is not wrong
When people all the while
Give reactions so strong?
Indeed is it true
Nobody gets offended
Why is it people do
Still call it abhorrent?
Actions that are not normal
Will produce repulsion
Man's breed is social
With rules and conditions
People react and express disgust
When things abnormal are displayed
As the times now demand we must
Say the message, have it conveyed
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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People Love To Intimidate
People love to intimidate,
Those they believe not strong.
And, people love to instigate,
A conflict that goes wrong.
Then...
Those people will pretend they don't know,
What is going on!
To then become offended,
By those who choose themselves to defend.
People love to intimidate,
Those they believe not strong.
And, people love to instigate,
A conflict that goes wrong.
Then...
Those same people will pretend,
They don't know what is going on!
To then become offended,
By the ones who choose themselves to defend.
And....
The fighting never ends,
No!
People will pretend they don't know,
What is going on!
To then become offended,
By those they thought were weakened
And....
The fighting will not cease.
People love to intimidate,
Those they believe not strong.
And, people love to instigate,
A conflict that goes wrong.
Then...
People will pretend they don't know,
What is going on!
To then become offended,
By those who choose themselves to defend.
People love to intimidate,
Those they believe not strong.
And...
People love to intimidate,
Even though they've been so wrong.
And...
People love to intimidate,
From night until the dawn.
And...
Then pretend with innocence,
How they've been the victims all along!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Have Not
Some people have not a worry;
Some people have not a care –
As to money, or where they’ll sleep
Or what they’ll eat or wear…
some people take it for granted
Their luck in all these things;
Some people have not that privilege –
For some people have not anything.
Some people have not a worry;
Some people have not a care –
’Cause they’ve always had a place to call home
And a filling meal to share…
Some people think this is normal;
Some people have never thought
That for others it’s not normal at all –
’cause some people have nought.
Yet money can’t buy happiness;
Or peace of mind maintain
Some of the happiest people
Have not a penny to their name.
Can’t put a price on happiness
Where would you even start?
Peace of mind is priceless
But now I have not even that…
What's wrong with our world?
Why are people abused
Why are people shot
Why do people commit suicide
Why are people anorexic and bulimic
Why do people care more about money than family
Why do people call themselves fat or ugly
Why are kids kidnapped and killed
Why do people die
Why do people tell you they love you and take it back
Why do people hurt each other
Why are people raped
Why do people cut themselves
Why do people hate their lives
Why do teenagers get pregnant
Why do people call each other names
Why are people raciest
Why are people depressed
Why are people put in mental hospitals
Why do peole do drugs
Why do people cuss
Why do people not care what happens to them
Why do people care what others think of them
What's wrong with our world
poem by Allison Boyles
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Revealed To Make Known
What are you doing?
You can't do that.
'What do you mean,
What am I doing?
I am holding myself accountable,
For my own actions.'
But...
What about the people?
'What about the people? '
What will they do now?
They are accustomed to finding fault.
And blaming with accusations,
Those who normally deny any participation...
In creating to initiate forward movements they have made.
What do you expect me to say to them?
Since now I find myself in a unique situation.
'Say something like...
You people are plucking on my last nerve.'
But then they will turn on me,
Because they will feel offended by the message.
'Great!
Now you know why others are reluctant,
To take the responsibility to become messengers.
And think of it this way...
You will not have to question,
Whether or not you have gotten their undivided attention.
People do not keep that a secret,
To be revealed to make known.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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All Different, But Still The Same
Some people have short hair, some have long.
Some people have thick hair; some people’s hair is all gone.
Some people have black hair, some have gray.
Some people have brown hair, some blonde, some red.
Some people’s hair a color unsaid.
Some people are short, some people are tall.
Some people will love you; some won’t like you at all.
Some people like hot weather, some like cold.
Some people are timid, some people are bold.
Some people have dark skin, some people have light.
Some people have black skin, some people have white.
Some people eat meat; some won’t touch it at all.
Some people have a good memory, some can’t recall.
Some people accept Christ, some never will.
Some people are stingy, some people give.
Some people like school, some people don’t.
Some people will excel, some people won’t.
Some people smoke cigarettes, some never will.
Some people are honest, some people steal.
Some people have book knowledge;
But don’t know the Holy Book.
Some people burn food, some people can cook.
Some people are old, some people are young.
Some people do smart things, some people do dumb.
Some people just have a diploma
Some people have degrees.
Some people do things slow, some with a breeze.
Some people are complainers, some easy to please.
Some people hate shopping, some stay in the mall.
Some people hate God, but God loves us all.
We are all different, but still the same.
When I get cut, I bleed red;
You get cut, red blood you’ll shed.
Some people are plump, some people are thin.
But we are all the same, we’re all human being.
Copyright © 2010-Phyllis Strong
poem by Phyllis Strong
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People in my life
Walking down the path of life,
A path often hard, uphill and difficult
I meet people who walk by my side
Some of them choose to touch me
Some of them I touch
Some of them hold my hand and walk with me
All of them scar me somehow
I've met mean people
Violent, angry people
People dark in the soul
People that look good on the outside
People funny and gracious on the surface
But void and empty on the inside
People who try to cover their defects but can't
Emotionally naive, eternally lonely, unhappy and troubled people.
I've met people who step on me to get taller
People who break me to feel better
People who want me for one night only
People who hurt me and don't care
Weird, strange and unstable people
No sense in their behavior
People who take advantage of what I give them
People who don't appreciate me
People who expunge me from their life for good
People who erase me and cancel me with a message
People who refuse to take my calls
People who avoid me like the plague
Irrational people who I want to know better
People who interest me nevertheless...
People who promise won't treat me bad
but do so anyway without explanation
People who reject me abruptly
People who switch me off with the push of a button
People careless about my feelings
Oblivious, confused and indifferent
People who jerk me around for a week
Playing with my vulnerable soul
and toss me in the garbage afterwards.
Why, I ask, why is this happening?
Have normal people disappeared from this world?
Is it me who allows them to step all over me?
Is it my eagerness to meet someone normal
that makes me a magnet for such strange behavior?
Any normal people left out there?
Please come hold my hand
As life's ticking away and I can't hold out any longer
Come and I'll forget all I've been through
I'll try to do it right this time
I'll try to give you just what you need, no more.
Come tonight, I miss you.
I'll be expecting you.
Written on April 3,2007
poem by CeCe Lamberts
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Whats Really Going On
Whats really going on
I really don't know.
But everyone is saying
Look I told you so.
People get mad
If you do something right.
People get mad
If you do something wrong.
People get mad
If you do even something small.
People get mad
If you do nothing at all.
People get mad
If you make friends strong.
People get mad
If you leave them alone.
People get mad
If you sweetly sing a song.
People get mad
Cause they can't get along.
Whats really going on
I really can't tell.
People are just like that
And nothing rings a bell.
poem by Cecelia Weir
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People Everywhere: Social Music (Original 11 03 2009)
PEOPLE EVERYWHERE: SOCIAL MUSIC
Original 11 03 3009
People everywhere over here over there people
In poor bread lines people in pony drawn carriages
People on a chariot with a rumble seat people on a
Climb on a mountain steep people on a dime on a
Corner on Wall Street –street people -people everywhere
Everywhere there’s a drummer. Where you going?
Everywhere you go you go with a beat you go with
Where the music is… where the music is “social man
What’s jazz? ” People everywhere just social that’s all
New Orleans people social all the way up river to
Kansas City on up to Chicago don’t make no difference
If your name is Santiago Obama Bergson Rothschild
Bush just social People -Montrose New York City
People social all the way to Rio Paris Johannesburg
Brazil Belize over all the bridges –London Suez
Toronto Montreal people in a dim café -social
People in church every weekday and everyday
Everywhere there’s a temple play -Joe’s Place
People social man -music social don’t make no
Difference where you get together whoever is playing
Just playing so you keep on playing with everybody
Playing -people play social music man –man or
Woman don’t understand just don’t stop playing
People everywhere want to be there to see it -up here
You playing social music -understand -just don’t
Stop playing -people everywhere get hungry lose
Patience -people everywhere not playing social music
When you stop playing social music people every-
Where stop –trying to figure out why everybody
Stop playing social music -nothing social about
Playing a whole lot of music -nothing truly social
In a lot of music -the next thing you know a short
Spell and before long you got wars breaking out
Stop playing and its hell -that’s not social any more.
Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.
poem by Lee B. Mack
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Stifle Rave and Rant
Some people
(who can’t be identified)
Say some things
(that can’t be verified)
That passes for news that’s
(rarified, bullied and) terrified.
Some people say
Liberals are always wrong
Past, future and present.
Some people say
They pigeonhole wrong
people like pheasant.
Some people say
“Some people say
Liberals? - unpleasant.”
Some people say
“Some people say
Liberals? - mamby pamby.”
Wrong people say
Fair and balanced
Fox News can’t be.
Some people say
Some people and
Wrong people can’t
Sit somewhere and
Talk, and stifle
Rave and rant.
Some people grind
Opinion sausage at
A shiny plant.
An elephant shows
Greater respect for
A tiny ant.
Sit somewhere and
Talk, and stifle
Rave and rant.
So couch people
Can watch decent
Fair and gallant
People get cast
By some people
As wrong. Wrong-ized.
Richard Clarke, for one
Comes to mind. Wrong
For having apologized!
[5-20-05 Berkeley, CA]
poem by David Floren
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Normal or Prejudice?
Normal is overrated,
People don’t seem to notice;
They are all looking through,
Silhouettes of images.
If you’re against a norm,
Religious or Political;
People around you becomes prejudice,
And speak strong words against you.
If there’s something different,
Physical or character;
They make fun of you,
And call you names.
What normal is to you,
May differ from another;
A lot can’t understand that truth,
Sticking to their stubborn beliefs.
Is this idea I’m talking about,
Normal or prejudice?
Answer this, test yourself,
Maybe you’ll learn something from it.
May 14,2009
poem by James Callos Jordan
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Then You Turn Away
I didnt want to see you
Not when youre at your best
And talk about the weather
I couldnt pass the test
So many things I do
So many things I say
Give you the wrong idea
So many things I do
So many things I say
Just make a fool of me
Then you turn away
Then you turn away
I couldnt help but call you
I waited almost all the week
I didnt want to hear you
Laughing aloud at me
So many things I do
So many things I say
Give you the wrong idea
So many things I do
So many things I say
Just make a fool of me
Then you turn away
Then you turn away
Theres people saying that its obvious
That Im wasting my time on you
And people saying that its obvious
That Ive fallen in love, its not true
So many things I do
So many things I say
Give you the wrong idea
So many things I do
So many things I say
Just make a fool of me
Then you turn away
Then you turn away
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World Of Clowns
People who cover their true faces with makeup
People who act totally different from who they really are
People who are bad actors, but good performers
People who don't take things seriously
People who have fake sense of humor to replace their hurts
People who live fake lives to impress the audience around us
People who are masters at doing tricks to give false leads to the most attentive watchers
People who fall down again and again just to get the reaction
People who laugh even though there's no more smiles in them
People who have a fear of themselves
We
Are
A
World
of
Clowns
poem by Hope Denton
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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In The Name Of People
In the name of kind people who aren't hopeless
The people who are looking for bless
In the name of people who have a great self steam and a great view of life
The people who help other people to be alive
The people who respect each other
People who learn to not bother
In the name of people who had pure tears
People who lived a life full of fears
In the name of people …people who will stay
People who are strong in their speeches, they don't say may! ! ! !
In the name of people who believe what is disgusting is LIE!
People who haven't seen my tears tonight…I'm going to say good bye.
In the name of people, the people of a forgotten place
People who stayed strong, even with their blooded face
In the name of people, the people who are dear
People that will cry, will laugh, but they don't betray, with their pure tear
poem by Ellias Anderson
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A Asome Poem About PEOPLE
Some people
Care about you, some people
Don’t care,
Make fun of you and walk away,
Some people,
Run past, some people
Hand you presents,
Give you a pat on the back,
Some people
You love, some people
You don’t know
Some people, some people,
You do,
Some people
You notice, some people
Eat cauliflower, some people
Are teenagers,
Some people walk to restaurants,
Sit down at the counter,
Eat there food, through it at
People,
Some people never notice you,
Some people always look, some people
Want to take you away, some people
Will never exist
Some people are other people; some people are you, some people
Die ever second,
Some people are you
poem by Annie Nosich
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I look.....
Do I look stupid and fool?
Because all the time I remain cool,
Though I remained intelligent at school,
Never tried to make others fool,
People know I will not react?
Hesitate more and then act,
What is then matter of fact?
I never do the things wrong,
Always get together and remain among,
Mentally and emotionally very strong,
I know it is difficult and march long,
I don’t submit unreasonable demand,
Not subject anybody for unnecessary remand,
Listen to his views and patient hearing,
This brings closeness and nearing,
I act only when it is necessary,
Never feel tired and look so weary,
Still find no place and pushed to corner,
I know it will end for them sooner or later,
I shall make big headway,
All will ask and believe what I say,
I will be very sympathetic and kind,
Always at their service with approach kind,
I wish they should fast progress,
Confine to self and never transgress,
Tackle the problems and self address,
Never lament and express redress,
So I like people honest and straight,
Who stand for good and remain straight,
Never relent and face the fury,
Master of destiny and self a jury.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All Things To All People
all people have worries
worries that wake them
worries about things yet to come
worries about worries are what worry some
i look out my eye
and behold I see people
big bold beautiful people
i see brown people
gold people
yellow people
red people
orange people
purple people
pink people
white people
yet I don’t see colored people
i see a people as one
a people capable
a people that should be grateful
grateful for the blessings that we can all share as people
to love
to grow
to build
to sow
people in my neighborhood
people it’s all good
undivided by vanity
an unbroken sea of humane humanity
people must rely on a shoulder to cry one
we all are people
we are people
old and young
rich or poor
used or new
let us be valued as people
let us value each other as people
persons
beings
individuals
not things
people
and all things to all people
to all nations
at all stations
in every situation
poem by Harlan Lovestone
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Some People Listen Some People Don't
You judge me before my words can come out
You can’t even look my way
And you leave me with no doubt
You won’t listen to a word I say
And I will never be heard by you
No matter what it is that I do
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You shut me up before I can speak
You shut me up so you can keep me weak
Now I breaking all your rules
That you have made just for me
To keep me away from my history
From my strength and my dignity
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You don’t know how many times I have prayed
That you would hear the words that I have to say
Now get out of the way
Because we no longer have to stay in this prison of the mind
Because we find you guilty of the ultimate crime
Now get out of the way
So that they can hear what I have to say
And begin to make their plans for escape today
Even though you made me a thug,
It is out of love that I put my message out
Find your voice in school and follow the Golden Rule
And shout it out, with out a doubt
That you will be heard, until you are heard
Right down to the very last word
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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No People No Land
It is people's land
Laws regulations all for the people
Rulers officers judges for welfare of people.
No people no land
Without people all zero.
Come to people serve people
Do all good to people.
People's welfare motto
Actions should concentrate
For people's all round development.
Come to people serve people
If you go against people
You lose your existence
And become zero again.222
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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