Barbie
It is just a fact of life,
And like a Black-Barbie and a White-barbie;
But it has to be salted that you can eat it well.
I know what you want and how you want it,
I know what you want from me and how you want me to present it,
And like the lost girl and the lost boy in the garden of roses;
But the wedding dresses are still hanging around.
It is just a fact of life,
And i want to hear from you also;
Because hatred doesn't solve any problem on this earth!
But rather with peace, care, unity and love we can move the mountains.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ugly Irl
Ken: Wanna go for a ride
Barbie: Sure Ken
Ken: Well forget it
Barbie:
Im and ugly girl,
My face makes you hurl,
Sad i have it,
I should fag it,
Acne everywhere,
Unwanted facial hair,
Im a realation,
To Frankinstiens creation.
Ken:
Your so ugly,
You disgust me.
Barbie:
Im a bad homely girl,
All alone in the wolrd,
Im as flat as a board,
Thin and lanky,
Ken:
Your a dog and a troll,
Were you hit by a train,
Wont go near you cos your breath is skanky.
Barbie:
Dont get touched,
Im afraid,
Cos guys say,
"A man i saw."
Im and ugly girl,
My face makes you hurl,
Sad i have it,
I should fag it,
Acne everywhere,
Unwanted facial hair,
Im a realation,
To Frankinstiens creation.
Ken:
Your so ugly,
You disgust me.
Barbie:
Boo Hoo Hoo Yeah
Ken:
Your so ugly,
You disgust me.
Oh Ooh Oh Ooh
Barbie:
Oh, lets go out and have some fun!
Ken:
Im sorry but your to damn ugly!
Barbie:
Oh, screw you Ken!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Hey You
Hey you with the wedding dress on
Made of white chiffon blowing in the wind
Hey you with the dreams in your head
Youve been so mistead by your hearts pull
I know your waiting for your ship to come in
You anxiously wait for such a long time
Youre just like my ken and barbie doll
You dress up and play the game
Youre just like my ken and barbie doll
Your name will never change
Hey you with your eyes full of hope
You think you can rope your desire
Hey you, you naive thing
Your patience in time will tire
I know youre waiting for your ide to roll in
How did you ever get such high hopes?
Chorus:
Youre just like my ken and barbie doll
In a plastic world of make believe
Youre just like my ken and barbie doll
You know hes just gonna leave
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Hey You
Hey you with the wedding dress on
Made of white chiffon blowing in the wind
Hey you with the dreams in your head
You've been so mislead by your heart's pull
I know you're waiting for your ship to come in
You anxiously wait for such a long time
You're just like my Ken and Barbie Doll
You dress up and play the game
You're just like my Ken and Barbie Doll
You're name will never change
Hey you with the eyes full of hope
You think you can rope your desire
Hey you
song performed by by No Doubt from Tragic Kingdom
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Dolls Of Religion
Dolls of Religion
Virgin Mary was a Barbie doll, the only one that has given birth
to a Barbie doll baby. Two thousand years this went unseen till
she appeared in toy shops, together with a cute Barbie doll man
... her son? And you now find them both in many homes placed
on shelves or cradled in children's arms. Artificial created, we can
never be as perfect as them. Timeless they are never get old, not
in the image of man's imperfection, but in image of a dreams that
lack what resemble souls and holds no promise that man was for
a higher purpose than just being alive. As millions of people go on
diets, they can never obtain long legs like a Barbie doll.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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To The Wedding Angels
As you promise 'I do'
My mind reflects the wedding
I lost and the white dresses
I burnt.
As the Camera man takes your images
Your beautiful wedding pictures
Remind me of the beauty
Of the wedding day
I lost.
poem by Emmanuel Monychol
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The Kind of Girl I Am
I’m not the girl who’ll put out
I’m not the girl who’ll give in
I’m not the life-sized barbie doll, who’ll just let you have her & transform her as you wish
I’m not typical or “normal”
I’m not the girl who will only stay because she “loves” him
I’m not the girl who will cuss you out, no matter how much I might be tempted
I am the girl who will accept you for who you are
I’m the girl who will stay strong despite my challenges
I’m the girl who goes her own path, not the one he wants her to take
I’m the girl who walked away from the boy I loved, although that was something I never thought I could do
I’m the girl who has stood up to her father, who looked him in the eyes and didn’t hesitate
I’m the girl who is in charge of her life.
poem by Alyssa Lynn
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Move On Positively
Lovew has nothing to do with hatred,
Peace has nothing to do with war!
So, we need unity to move on positively on this earth;
For the Creator created us all with true love and care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost, lost
Men, women and children
No matter what their age
Or what the phase
Of life
Through which they are passing
They are traceable
One never knows
The fact is known
They are lost.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
poem by Karnail Singh Heirwale
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Lost and Alone
Lost without love
Lost without family
Lost without friends
Lost without anyone
Lost without memories
Lost without thoughts
Lost without caring
Lost without a heart
Lost without a soul
Lost without feelings
Lost without dreams
Lost without life
Lost without the world
Lost without earth
Lost in my mind
Alone with the devil
Alone to burn in hell
Alone to be remembered
Alone on an island
Alone to be myself
Alone to love myself
Alone to love no one
Alone on earth
Alone in life
Alone with no thoughts
Alone with no love
Alone with no one
Alone with no memories
Alone to think
Alone to know oneself
Alone to find me
poem by Marilee Morley
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Bipolar Barbie.
There was this
Barbie-doll girl I knew
who grew
into a Barbie-doll woman.
She battled some
bipolar disorders
and cocks dressed
in suits, until
one day
it got too much.
She tried gassing
herself in her
car – hose-pipe in
the window affair –
but realized her
car was made
from plastic. Not
to mention that
plastic lungs
can’t do
much in the first place.
I guess plastic
brains don’t
think up
great
ideas.
Mary X.
Ang Tunay Na Lalaki Meets Barbie At The Shark Bar
on Mulberry and Spring on a rainy night.
Her head sticks out of some woman’s tote bag
placed on top of the bar, she winks
at Ang Tunay na Lalaki. He looks at his gin and tonic,
looks back at the doll and hears her tiny voice
even though her lips aren’t moving. "Hi there,
big guy. I was made in the Philippines. You look
like you were made there too." He responds
just to humor himself, "Where, at the Subic Bay
manufacturing plants? Did you enjoy
being made by exploited laborers?" Barbie crawls
onto the sticky bar and sits herself on the edge
crossing her legs. "I remember those delicate fingers
expertly sewing the hairs to my head. Those women
were so nice to me." She bends at her waist
to let her hair down and dramatically lifts her head up
so her blond locks turn into a glamorous puff,
"See, they did a good job. You must admit."
"You’re incorrigible," he exhales a cloud of smoke
after lighting up a cigarette, "And you’re
all plastic, petroleum based plastic."
Barbie places her palms against her face
and begins to sob. Ang Tunay na Lalaki sticks out
his middle finger, strokes the back of her head,
"Now, now, doll. First time anyone ever told
you the truth?" Barbie lifts her left arm
to swipe away his finger, "My name’s Barbie!
Not Doll, Sweetie, Honey, or Dolly. It’s Barbie!"
Ang Tunay na Lalaki sips his gin,
"Look, Barbie. You have the perfect life,
you’re the world’s best-selling doll
and millions of little girls are buying you dresses.
Even the top fashion designers design
outfits for you." Barbie straightens her back
as if she had a spine, places
her hands on her lap, "But you don’t know
how hard it is to be beautiful all the time. See,
you made my mascara run." He takes a napkin,
dips it into his drink, proceeds to wipe off
the small black streaks on her cheeks, "It’s acrylic,
a water based paint." He reaches into his pocket
for a ball-point pen, draws rich eye lashes
around her eyes. Barbie slides over to a shot glass,
stares at her reflection, "Hey, you’re good
at this. Have you ever considered a career
in make-up? I could recommend you
to our designers, you know."
Suddenly a woman’s human hand plucks
Barbie off the bar, stuffing her
back into a tote bag. His eyes follow
the tote bag out the door. All he can see
is a puff of blond hair and a stiff arm
swaying back and forth like a metronome.
poem by Nick Carbo
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Anja
A man kills his wife, two sons and himself!
Living in a land called 'Münsterland' like a Monster's Land;
But, what can we now do about it?
For, many are really disturbed in this life! !
However, we need true love in this life from each other to move on.
My love to you is like the outskirts of Axim!
And my name is Anja with this muse of love towards you;
But to learn to do the positive things always is like the muse of peace,
And, my love to you is like the Mississippi River in the land of your joy!
The truth about life is peace and love,
The truth about love is with care and unity,
And like the aroma of peace in the land of beautiful flowers!
But, hatred led a man to kill himself and his family in 'Münsterland'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Hate The Fact
I hate the fact
that one can steal your heart
and leave it broken in many parts
I hate the fact
that one can make you feel
but then you looked he had turned the wheel
I hate the fact
that one can catch your eye
and finally find it was for a while
I hate the fact
that one can sweep you off your feet
into a fantasy that only you could feel
I hate the fact
that when you hear ones name
you remember he was once your dame
I hate the fact
that you had to go
and you left me here with a broken soul
I hate the fact
that love was there
but left me in pain that one cant bare
I hate the fact
that memories hurt
and that nothing ever seems to ever work
I hate the fact
that i cry so much
that everyday i long to feel your touch
I hate the fact
that i cant move on
but maybe its something that can make me strong
poem by Miri Tuecemo
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What I did not yet know so intensely was the hatred of the white American for the black, a hatred so deep that I wonder if every white man in this country, when he plants a tree, doesn't see Negroes hanging from its branches.
quote by Jean Genet
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I Am Me
I don't care what you may say or think
I am me and I'm not gonna change
I don't care who you are
Its my life
I am me and me wants to sit in dark
And imagine life if you were still here
I don't mind of your thoughts and fears
Sit back and relax for once
Always trying to change me
Why?
Cause I am me and no one can change me
I am the girl who writes and cries
The girl who cares to much
I am me no one can change me
Not even a guy can change me
People needs to take me for who I am
I am me
The girl who loves sports
Why would you want to change me?
Its my life so sit back and watch
I'm gonna stay who I am
Cause I am me
The girl who wants to run like a horse
Just want to chase the stars
The dream of the life time
Why would you want to bring me down?
The girl who wants things never to change
I will be the same thats the fact
Changing me isn't gonna change the fact of this life that I live
I am me
Do you get it now?
I don't want to change
Its my life and I am me
The girl who laughs about anything
The one who grooves to music
I can face the facts that I'm not like the other girls
That's the way I want it to be
No one can change me
No one can erase my past and write it all over
Its been written and I have to live with my mistakes and my fears
(1-21-07)
poem by Heather Hill
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I Am Me
I don't care what you may say or think
I am me and I'm not gonna change
I don't care who you are
Its my life
I am me and me wants to sit in dark
And imagine life if you were still here
I don't mind of your thoughts and fears
Sit back and relax for once
Always trying to change me
Why?
Cause I am me and no one can change me
I am the girl who writes and cries
The girl who cares to much
I am me no one can change me
Not even a guy can change me
People needs to take me for who I am
I am me
The girl who loves sports
Why would you want to change me?
Its my life so sit back and watch
I'm gonna stay who I am
Cause I am me
The girl who wants to run like a horse
Just want to chase the stars
The dream of the life time
Why would you want to bring me down?
The girl who wants things never to change
I will be the same thats the fact
Changing me isn't gonna change the fact of this life that I live
I am me
Do you get it now?
I don't want to change
Its my life and I am me
The girl who laughs about anything
The one who grooves to music
I can face the facts that I'm not like the other girls
That's the way I want it to be
No one can change me
No one can erase my past and write it all over
Its been written and I have to live with my mistakes and my fears
poem by Espn Chick
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Lost To Find My Lot
Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd I’m losing my breath,
Lost as a kid, lost as an adult
I feel everything is falling apart and its my fault
Lost as a person, cant find my way
Lost in life every day, Lost in worry
Who am I?
I’ve lived a Lie
Lost to Kindness,
Lost to Love
Lost in the sky,
Like a lonely dove
Lost in thought which I shouldn’t do
It Winds me up,
I can’t get through
Lost to comfort all kind words
Lost to advice that isn’t heard
Lost to those who really care?
All these people always there
Lost in Me, I need a break
Lost in wonder which road should I take?
Lost in a place I don’t know well
Where are you now? There’s no one to tell
Lost here all alone To break these walls
Lost in mind
Lost in soul
Lost memories, there just a hole
Lost family, lost my place
Still yet I’m full of hate
Lost in boredom think I’ll leave
There’s a lot in life I need to achieve
poem by Olivia Braun
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Sonnet: When
When trust is lost, how can things move forward?
When love is lost, how can friendship remain?
When hope is lost, living remains awkward;
When fairness lost, most men could turn insane!
When wealth is lost, it could be well regained;
When health is lost, life is only a bane;
When virtues lost, nothing is truly gained;
When peace is lost, dialogue must start again.
When mind is lost, how can one ever feign?
When man is lost, to trace him is quite sane;
When Will is lost, no man can live or reign;
When God is lost, all things we do in vain.
When soul is lost, the fear of Hell awaits,
And fail do we to enter Heaven’s gates!
8-11-2001
poem by John Celes
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In Beautiful Garden
Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about
Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age
Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied
Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however
It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise
It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come
In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune
Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds
Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Atrophied
Atrophied,
Give me an antelope with an antecedent fact on this muse!
For, i know the pains that these girls go through;
Thereafer, the whole story becomes an apagoge when,
You hear that a father had sex with his own daughter.
Very appalling! !
And like the beautiful roses of love on the bed of thorns;
However, one needs a self-defence and the self-control to move on in this life.
It is news to me!
Because, the journey of this love was cut short by you;
And now, you are lying down like a dog! !
Alone in the dark,
And like a famous Chief called, 'Nana Awurade Basa'! !
But, try to hold on to the unity of the community;
Because, a father had been caught after having sex with his own daughter.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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