Nüremberg
How shallow it is, that in a city
where once Kaisers
on a throne did sit,
where the master painter Albrecht Dürer
aimed for the Promised Land
and the great poet Hans Sachs
spent time
to set images
to picture and rhyme,
Anti-Semitic laws were drawn up
and German war criminals
were brought to justice.
Yet the greatest criminals
never set their feet there
and left their nation
to carry their guilt instead
and most of them
now probably are dead.
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Nuremberg
In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands
Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient,
stands.
Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and
song,
Memories haunt thy pointed gables, like the rooks that round them
throng:
Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold,
Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old;
And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth
rhyme,
That their great imperial city stretched its hand through every
clime.
In the court-yard of the castle, bound with many an iron hand,
Stands the mighty linden planted by Queen Cunigunde's hand;
On the square the oriel window, where in old heroic days
Sat the poet Melchior singing Kaiser Maximilian's praise.
Everywhere I see around me rise the wondrous world of Art:
Fountains wrought with richest sculpture standing in the common
mart;
And above cathedral doorways saints and bishops carved in stone,
By a former age commissioned as apostles to our own.
In the church of sainted Sebald sleeps enshrined his holy dust,
And in bronze the Twelve Apostles guard from age to age their
trust;
In the church of sainted Lawrence stands a pix of sculpture rare,
Like the foamy sheaf of fountains, rising through the painted
air.
Here, when Art was still religion, with a simple, reverent heart,
Lived and labored Albrecht Durer, the Evangelist of Art;
Hence in silence and in sorrow, toiling still with busy hand,
Like an emigrant he wandered, seeking for the Better Land.
Emigravit is the inscription on the tombstone where he lies;
Dead he is not, but departed,--for the artist never dies.
Fairer seems the ancient city, and the sunshine seems more fair,
That he once has trod its pavement, that he once has breathed its
air!
Through these streets so broad and stately, these obscure and
dismal lanes,
Walked of yore the Mastersingers, chanting rude poetic strains.
From remote and sunless suburbs came they to the friendly guild,
Building nests in Fame's great temple, as in spouts the swallows
build.
As the weaver plied the shuttle, wove he too the mystic rhyme,
And the smith his iron measures hammered to the anvil's chime;
Thanking God, whose boundless wisdom makes the flowers of poesy
bloom
In the forge's dust and cinders, in the tissues of the loom.
Here Hans Sachs, the cobbler-poet, laureate of the gentle craft,
Wisest of the Twelve Wise Masters, in huge folios sang and
laughed.
But his house is now an ale-house, with a nicely sanded floor,
And a garland in the window, and his face above the door;
Painted by some humble artist, as in Adam Puschman's song,
As the old man gray and dove-like, with his great beard white and
long.
And at night the swart mechanic comes to drown his cark and care,
Quaffing ale from pewter tankard; in the master's antique chair.
Vanished is the ancient splendor, and before my dreamy eye
Wave these mingled shapes and figures, like a faded tapestry.
Not thy Councils, not thy Kaisers, win for thee the world's
regard;
But thy painter, Albrecht Durer, and Hans Sachs thy cobbler-bard.
Thus, O Nuremberg, a wanderer from a region far away,
As he paced thy streets and court-yards, sang in thought his
careless lay:
Gathering from the pavement's crevice, as a floweret of the soil,
The nobility of labor,--the long pedigree of toil.
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No Recidivists
No recidivists
When clever Dr Guillotine
perfected his humane machine
for executing criminals.
It was accepted straight away
as being a much better way
of executing criminals
The state made no apology
for using this technology
for executing criminals.
The product of a brilliant brain
He was convinced it caused less pain
when executing criminals.
The guillotine’s not used today
It was a most effective way
of executing criminals.
Though not regarded as P.C
I think it proved effectively
that executing criminals
Ensured they did not re-offend
Results on which we can depend
by executing criminals.
You may see this as cruelty
Some states do not as you can see.
They still execute criminals.
10-Feb-09
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Laws for weaklings
Criminals are punished
Rather by rivals than laws.
Criminals are let out
Rather by power than laws
Laws are meant for weaklings.
03.03.2008
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Criminals
What if all of us are criminals?
I wonder who decides that.
What gives them the right?
We all break rules.
We all break the laws.
Some of us get caught.
Some of us don't get caught.
We all could be criminals
and wouldn't even know it.
So maybe the ones who decide
are actually the criminals in disguise.
They wear the badge of honor.
And yet they'll shoot you in the back.
So they won't have to see your face.
And I know you would do the same.
Regent's Court
Regent's court
Is the court were the police brings the criminals to be sentenced
Every singe day during the week
Some criminals caused serious offences in the city
That they need to be punished by the Regent's court
Also some of the Judges will be hard on the criminals
Because they need to pay for what they done to their victims
And the crown procecutor also works with the judges at Regent's court
But the criminals have their lawyers at the court that defends the Criminals because the criminals are their clients
When the day comes for the judges at the Regent's Court to deliver The sentence for each criminal every single day they will be there At The Regent's Court every single day giving the sentence to the criminals depending on what crime they commited like assault, Domestic violence, child abuse,
Drug trafficking, manslaughter, and murder
For first degree murder is 25 years and for the second degree murder is less
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As for me, even though I have been accused of anti-Semitism countless times, no one has ever heard me make anti-Semitic statements or engage in anti-Semitic behavior.
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Silent Eloquence for M lady Dee Daffodil
They say dead men do not tell tales.
This once was true but not today
Forensic science rarely fails.
Technology has shown the way.
We re-examine evidence
long thought to be of little use.
Our scrutiny is so intense,
that criminals are bound to lose.
Although they think they’re free and clear.
No one can tie them to their crime,
we’re dogged and we persevere.
We do not rush, we take our time.
Some criminals who still walk free
will soon discover that we can
prove their guilt indisputably.
In variably we get our man.
We have the latest gadgetry
we can recover D.N.A
from tiny fragments easily.
Eventually then you will pay.
The full price for your evil deed
although you think you’ve got away.
We will persist til we succeed.
We’re on your track and there we’ll stay.
We’ll forge a chain of evidence
that proves your guilt beyond all doubt
Then you will pay for your offence.
As in due course you will find out.
When you are brought before the court
No doubt you will plead not guilty.
You aren’t as clever as you thought.
You thought you’d got away Scott free.
Although Dame Justice may be blind.
She is prepared to listen to
any evidence we can find.
That pins the blame squarely on you..
Dead men can speak eloquently
and do when we investigate
assisted by technology
You can’t escape it is too late.
23-Jan-09
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The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals. Well, when there aren't enough criminals, one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking laws.
Sonnet: Laws Are For All
No one on earth can be above the law;
But laws are not the same for man world-o’er;
When lawmakers break laws, it causes awe;
Yet, criminals must get jud’cial cover.
But laws, vary from time to time you see,
And innocents to gallows could sent;
Can all afford the exorbitant fees?
Delaying justice can produced a dent.
But corruption has gained mighty in-roads;
And not a field is spared from its illness;
The world is filled by spineless man like toads;
Cities and towns too look like wilderness.
No soul on earth can be above the law;
And yet, men make the laws sometimes so raw.
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As I grew older, I realized that it was much better to insist on the genuine forms of nature, for simplicity is the greatest adornment of art.
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Sane judgment abhors nothing so much as a picture perpetrated with no technical knowledge, although with plenty of care and diligence.
quote by Albrecht Durer
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Why has God given me such magnificent talent? It is a curse as well as a great blessing.
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Delete Youth Criminal Justice Act Oct 24th,2012
Delete Youth Criminal Justice Act Oct 24th,2012
By
James Bredin
We can't publish the young criminal's name despite his many crimes,
Can't change the Youth Criminal Justice Act, no matter how many times,
As they announce more publication bans for politically correct,
Add that to no-death-with-dignity, no matter whom we elect.
Then add that to a court system that moves at a snail's pace,
More time for criminals awaiting trial - another slap in our face,
And lawyers claiming Charter Rights for every Tom, Dick and Harry,
We are our own worst enemy and it's more than we should carry.
Therefore the Youth Criminal Justice Act should now be scrapped,
Not fiddled with or amended as more criminals and lawyers laugh,
With compulsory sentences, bigger jails and faster courts,
No more publication bans from politically-correct sorts.
Oct 24th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Why Have You Not Written Anything About the Jews?
Why have you not written anything about the Jews?
'Nothing about them motivates me to do so.'
They may regard that as anti-semitic.
'Have I expressed any hostilities? '
No!
'Any sense of discrimination? '
No!
'Have I expressed anything against them...
As a religious, ethnic or racial group? '
No!
Not at all.
Well...
They may regard that as anti-semitic.
Your nonchalance about their existence.
'Oh, please!
As a black man,
There is enough in my history for me to cry 'wolf'.
And use that as a means to scream 'discrimination'.
And they are good depicting themselves as victims,
Without the assistance of my input!
With the use of the media,
They have marketed their sufferings very well.
And everyone knows the black 'man' is the most hated,
On this planet.
And you don't think those comments,
Would be regarded as anti-semitic?
'I 'think' you are insisting an anti-semiticness.
For reasons to satisfy a campaign you'd like to address.
When everywhere there is a genocide affecting the lives,
Of black folks who have been denied their rights.
Those who have chosen to keep their eyes open,
Can see that.
With resources stolen from their lands...
To benefit the lives of those who choose
To call themselves white.
Or those who choose to comfortably pass.
So,
I am in no mood to be anti-semitic.
Nor to be baited to debate in ignorance with you.'
Humanity is being destroyed by those insecure.
And you have no comments about that?
'Is this how you go about initiating conflict? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Juvenile Offenders Act
The Juvenile Offenders Act gives soft-on-crime judges an out,
While the names of young criminals don’t get published throughout,
The statisticians do surveys that say everything is fine,
And it doesn’t matter who got off with a whole bunch of crime.
The people don’t have referendums nor required to vote,
And young criminals know they can get away with it and gloat,
The height of political correctness with lawyers by the score,
Nodding and waving as the criminals walk out the courtroom door.
Are we the only people in the world with these stupid laws?
As the judges, the lawyers and the pink socialists applause,
Where can we find a politician that really means what he says?
How do we go about getting binding referendums these days?
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We as a Congress have a moral obligation to bring justice to the families of these victims. Furthermore, as a society based on laws, we have a responsibility to ensure that criminals don't go unpunished.
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Messiah Will Eternally Reign
God chose a city for His own where He shall put His earthly Throne.
Jerusalem was the city He chose and that is where Christ had rose.
In that city where Christ had died, as Eternal King He shall reside.
David was the apple of God’s eye, and said his heir will never die.
Christ indeed will reign my friend, and His Kingdom shall never end.
My friend it’s just a given fact, that Jesus Christ is coming back.
Jesus is coming back you may recall as King of kings and Lord of all.
Before He takes His Eternal Seat, His enemies will be under His feet.
According to the Biblical account His feet will stand upon the mount.
The Mount of Olives will split in two, as God’s witness to every Jew.
They will come from far and wide to see The King who reigns on high.
During the Great Tribulation God will gather men from every nation,
Through His Great Salvation they will be drawn to His Chosen Nation.
This city appointed by revelation has seen centuries of devastation.
Yet through this city every nation will be touched by God’s Salvation.
It is The Lord’s Eternal Will to install The King on His Holy Hill.
God pointed to The Messiah using Abraham and Isaac on Mount Moriah.
And every eye will see Messiah when He comes to reign on Mount Zion.
God for Abraham provided the lamb and for us that was the Son of Man.
As The Lamb He suffered pain, but on His Throne will Eternally Reign.
Youth Criminal Justice Act
YOUTH CRIMINAL JUSTICE ACT July 28th 2011
By
James Bredin
The names of young criminals can't be published so we don't know,
In any ordinary neighborhood this could be quite a blow,
But politicians thought the Youth Criminal Justice Act was great,
Lots of politically correct ideas and not much public debate.
A symptom of the influence of our aristocrats at the time,
Add that to the already soft court system, easy on crime,
Then appointed Santa Clause Supreme Court that banned euthanasia,
Indeed Canadians seem to suffer judicial amnesia.
Pompous politically correct activists with statistics,
Ordinary people without referendums are skeptics,
Legal aid lawyers and social workers get a great workout,
Don't seem to have much trouble getting criminals bailed out
July 28th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Justice is the One who gives Life on Me
For the people who seek for comfort or dead mercy,
Their fairness sob and yet still strife for their right,
I rage against the death of justice before it will be.
My eyes shed tears, my heart crumpled tenderly
Cries of beggar and poor who gleamed on my sight,
For only Justice is the one who gives life on me.
The soul who screams, murdered by hatred and fury,
By means of politics, they were killed and cause blight
I rage against the death of justice before it will be.
Such criminals must be punish and injured severely,
Either they’ll tell the truth or lie, a freedom to fight,
For only Justice is the one who gives life for me.
Unjust power, ways of government over sovereignty,
To rule the nation seeking in dark the hopes in light
Yet, rage against the death of justice before it will be.
Hearts and souls are estranged on life that’s so unlucky,
And unfair and believers grasp on their faith; hold on tight,
And rage against the death of justice before it will be,
For only Justice, Justice and Justice…
Which the one who gives life to me.
poem by Raymond Cabrera
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Life and liberty can be as much endangered from illegal methods used to convict those thought to be criminals as from the actual criminals themselves.
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