Mark of respect
Women need it as mark of respect
We all have to think seriously and introspect
When God has made it then why do we stand as suspect?
Has everything got relevance with cast, creed, color or sect?
Yes, color do attract us for certain reasons
It is natural and varies from person to person
But is it the only criteria to hate an individual?
Still we have we to fight against role called dubious or dual?
I salute to those who stand against such move?
They may be threatened with their live or removed
Yet the fight may not be over till it ends
We as an human beings must change our trend
We are in land of peace and liberty
We are equally blessed with freedom from almighty
Why do we create hatred only on the basis of color?
This is not simple matter but serious and major
Some of the people may not speak openly against
But secretly they will bless and insist
That struggle rages on indefinitely
The people are brandished and disappear quietly
It is suppression and blot on humanity
It is not even today discouraged for continuity
Enough blood has been shed and still it remains
Let us do everything which is possible in our domain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What Color? (Hope)
what color
was the dust
from which the stars
were made?
what color is the hunger
written on the child's face?
what color is justice,
forgiveness, desire, truth?
what color is the wind....
the rain, gravity,
and knowledge?
what color is equality?
what color is freedom?
what color is eternity?
what color is redemption?
what color is God?
what color were the nails
that hung Jesus on the cross?
what color was enlightenment
falling on the Buddha as he sat
'neath that tree?
what color is prejudice, hatred,
fear, greed, apathy.....
what color your skin?
nay, what color is your blood?
and what color are the eyes
of humanity staring through the darkness?
and what color is hope?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We Are Mortal
Where silence is needed
The advice must be heeded
Where words are to be spoken
The tongue should never be shaken
Everybody knows that we are mortal
No one can stop death’s arrival
Yet we don’t surrender merely on account of fear
Every now and then we don’t shed the tears
Where one must assertively pronounce
He should do it with high note and announce
Out of million only one brave soul may emerge
He will guide your destiny in crucial stage
What could mar your march or destiny?
Color, creed, race or reasons so many?
People may respect your high stature
As country can see in you a bright future
Hardly may you find a star among us?
To whom you can blindly put faith and trust
They have observed trauma of pain
How person can be made slave and kept in chain
It is shame to be discriminated on any count
Thank God he has blessed us with same blood count
Color is same and feelings also not different
But difference is seen and felt apparent
No people have suffered more than the blacks
What a history we have to learn as period of dark?
How much cruelty on the freedom and liberty?
This can push us to the Dark Age with full certainty
I shall pay great tribute to all those heroes
Who laid their lives else we would been only zero
What else we can expect than shedding of own blood?
Where people live in misery and die for the want of food
Let us rise and claim great respect for such leaders
We feel so much pain and grief as simple readers
How pain and sufferings they might have seen in their age?
I shall have no words to inscribe it on the golden page
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Quality or color
It is not the quality or color
The originality of substance that really matters
It is outer beauty that appeals us more
Otherwise any creation by almighty stands to adore
Every natural objected is expected to prove
Show to the world about quality and move
What they stand for and what can be objective?
Function may be different but color can’t be selective
Color differentiation is common in our mind
We compare to outer show and elegantly find
To out utter dismay something may not appeal
But fact remain same and work may speak real
We are very much color conscious
Even though at heart we may be very pious
We like the white color but don’t hate
Other colors as they have importance to state
Dark doesn’t speak bad or cast gloom
You may think seriously about it in room
Darkness frightens you with slight fear
You even forget to differentiate who is very dear
Nature makes it more important with the advent of cuckoo
Morning becomes melodious with sweet music through
She has only one mission and that too make human being alert
Bring all energy in store and try to fully exploit or convert
Crow makes it little vicious
He is not prepared to share the delicious things
But his mission makes it more important
The garbage or dirt is removed very instant
So something is do be done purely on merit
Purely on the basis of color, we should not try to ignore or omit
Every object has got identity of its own
They will be pointed subjectively and distinctly known
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Should Not
Why some one should feel unequal
When god has sent us on earth as equal
We might have been born to rich
But is that curse or beyond reach?
Human being is entitled to love
Live with peace and believe
With his unequivocal faith
Till he enjoys his last till the death
How does it matter with color?
What has it to do with honor?
Why black color becomes matter of joke?
Matter of hatred and to receive all master strokes?
Life is after all life and so precious
It must go on uninterrupted and continuous
We have no right to disturb it in any sense
To love or to hate is just nonsense
We are sent here to live and propagate
His message and spread it to relate
His importance and how it can be related to human being
It is applicable to all whether black or white, poor or king
Let us not hide behind any wall
To mislead the people and make it to look tall
Do that thing only which gives comfort
Maintains dignity and good level of rapport
Why do we look at stars when they are far?
Why do we need solution from liars
Why not we ask our own conscience?
Just be to your self in his presence
Do you need to hear it is for particular person?
Is there anything particular with reasons?
If no, then believe it is all not needed
Any advice, if given, must not be heeded
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never hate
I would never try to hate
Even if want to of late
Such is even bad idea to state
Even if that seals our fate
Mother bears child for none months
With all that love and care to bear burnt
She doesn't know about hared
She wants her child to be honestly to lead
Child is in new world with love again
Mother has born him with unbearable pain
Child won't forget in whole life about sufferings
Despite precious jewels given in the form of offerings
How come then love show the form of hatred?
Cast, color and creed may be certainly later on fed
That may never force an individual to be influenced
By any such propaganda if ever he has glanced
Hate is such philosophy that results form the failure of affection
Love remains at the center even with love lost action
Hate can't remain permanent heart even if you try
Lot many question may emerge and suddenly ask why?
Love has no parallel and many have tried
They had to resort to unfair actions and to be lied
To their own people for vitiating the harmonious structure
To take over the situation by jealous exposure
I salute to the wisdom of Dr. Nelson Mandela with insight vision
There is no doubt from any angle and remains firm with precision
Let us shut the violence and bid to curb the liberty and freedom
The hatred should never be allowed to raise its head sans wisdom
Love is natural and grown out of compassion
Hatred is unnatural and grows out of depression
To take revenge on innocent people who have nothing to offer
But to stand at loss like sandwich and undergo to suffer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Women Of Color
women of color are superficial
women of color are women of wonder
women of color are those who contains the artificial heart
women of color are our mothers
women of color are special
women of color don't need to speak of themselves
it is others that speak of them
women of color have supernatural eyes
i think about them day and night
laugh at them they'll laugh as well cause
you're laughing at yourself
above the mountains their guts can surpass
across the ocean and time their stories stays
if you see one smile then you will see true happiness
poem by jude TOUSSAINT
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Visionaries
America was a dream.
America was a vision
Made by believers
Who made a decision
To break away from old mistakes
And start something new.
It did not come easy.
The believers were just a few.
But it only takes a few
To believe in what is right.
And so America started
But not without a fight.
It was about taxes
Just like it is today.
But instead of King George
It’s the politicos taking our pay.
So where do we stand now?
We’re in the same boat.
Slowly we are sinking.
We can’t stay afloat.
We need new believers
To take up the fight
And lead us with new vision
And true insight.
We are people of every color.
We are people of every creed.
We offered freedom
To people all in need.
But the politicos have turned us
One against the other
And ratcheted up the hate
In this land that is our mother.
America where’s your dream?
America where’s your vision?
Where are the believers to make a good decision?
They’ve gone to the Promised Land
And what do they see?
As they look upon us all
They see that we’re not free.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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What is the Color of love?
Written by: Wilfred C. Mellers Monday, February 12,2007
I have dated different people before and the one thing that I have found out is that we all want the same thing. To love and be loved, to be understood and appreciated, to be valued as a human being, and to be respected as a couple.
It doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from.
What matters the most is what is on the inside.
Trust doesn’t come with a color
Honesty doesn’t come with a color
Commitment doesn’t come with a color
Hope doesn’t come with a color
Sharing doesn’t come with a color
Faith doesn’t come with a color
Sacrifice doesn’t come with a color
Wanting doesn’t come with a color
Despair and loneliness doesn’t come with a color
Unfaithfulness doesn’t come with a color
Longevity doesn’t come with a color
Caring doesn’t come with a color
Wanting to be with someone doesn’t come with a color
Spending your life with someone doesn’t come with a color
Giving oneself doesn’t come with a color
Sharing values doesn’t come with a color
If all these things don’t come with a color, then why do we look at the superficial than the substance of love? It doesn’t matter who you are with but that you are with someone that loves and cares for you. That someone that will be there for you in your darkest hour of need is what that is important. We train our kids to look at the differences that we have than look at the content of ones character. We all belong to the human family and this is what makes us the same. We are all like flowers blooming in a great garden we call earth. We come in many different colors, shades, and styles. What makes us different is what makes us the same. A bee doesn’t care about the color of the flower only that the nectar is sweet.
You my friend are sweet nectar that blooms only for awhile just to disappear till time again to bloom. Cherish the differences that make us all human. A color is nothing more than just that; a color.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Claim True Beauty
It forced her to claim true beauty
Natural one that had come her from almighty
She banged gently her head with hand
“Oh, What I did after all to claim friends”?
It is true peace in mind
At last you will find
The color you choose may reflect
Your desire coupled with noble act
What is there to look so attractive?
Cosmetic application to strive
Hide the real one and claim outer shine
That may not look after all very fine
But what a magic in this ordinary get up?
All dull colors are down not to show up
Simple shine with no more forced smile
Invitation to go along and walk for mile
No words can really explain
All acts are woven in chain
What does she speak and for what?
No answer is ever expected or sought
No flowers can claim importance?
They come up in natural environment at once
Human eyes may stare at to seek peace
Wait for appropriate time to come and release
That is all we live for and mean
Head to rest on solder and lean
Leaving behind all the worries
And final resolve to move and carry
There is so much to speak for color
White may stand for peace and not war
No other color may suit shining face
As goal is achieved in meaningful race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Color Me
I wish that they would color me
The color of the rose
The color of the spring
Or the color of the snow.
If again they’d color me
The color that I would be
Would be the color I could see
As long as I am free.
As I wish that they would color me
The color of the trees
Or the color of the leaves
And then that color I would be.
I wish that I was a rainbow
With the many colors of the sky
Or the single color of a star
Shimmering in the night.
And if again they would color me
The color that I would be
Would be the color that is me
Is the color that I could see.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Solution Present
If you don't say and admit
You are not human and at all fit
Blot on humanity and expresses weakness or inability
No one is perfect, must understand and act
We are helpless animal
Even though called human
We act some times cruel
And role played is also dual
So speak different and act contrary
Claim for credit when it is not necessary
No courtesy for friends and adversary
The trend changes all of sudden as it is temporary
We are powerful enough to boost little achievement
But take no care to offer words for resentment
We feel bad at heart but conceal it skillfully
As if cheated an intelligent person successfully
Try to adopt a stand that can be called conciliatory
The explanation must be honest confession and not story
It speaks well of a person to admit drawbacks frankly
Some of it can be admitted openly and spoken gently
I wish to be part of similar society
Where one can openly admit as guilty
'All your sins are washed off by Him'
'If admitted with clear heart before him'
I shall not hesitate to ask for apology
That can be best option available in society
People are liberal enough to offer forgiveness
Such noble gesture can be very well seen on face
One thing should be made sure and understood
Not all the fair practice must be digested as food
Sometimes other acts are also needed to protect
Life can't be put at risk if demands force to react
Truth admission is alright to certain extent
It may provide food to realize for moment
Yet it has some limitations and needed close look
One should not remain dependant for solution present in book
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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We are sure
You are the future so we are sure
We have witnessed down fall but you may cure
With your dedication and simple smile
With your nature and style
What we could see in your bright eyes?
Many future expectations and dreams fly
We failed in our attempts and did not zealously try
You are the one who may ceaselessly try a feel not shy
We will be no more when this may take place
We will not be here to witness new brand of race
Yet we may smile from the depth of grave
Here is generation very bold and brave
We have our fears and apprehensions
We don’t want to lament, express or mention
The future course may surely bring morning cool
So far we lived in illusion and called self fool
You would never want enemies on roll
You too may want foes to disappear or fall
There won’t be anything left to fight
As people may know what is wrong or right
Freedom in true sense may be really enjoyed
Only love and no one will be annoyed
No boundaries or barrier may exist
We may forget bitterness and for peace truly insist
Killing of human being may be hardly heard
People may want high living standard
Everything will be provided when heaven is created
Where no discrimination on cast, creed or color is stated
Freedom to profess and liberty to follow
May be the slogan of tomorrow
Natural property to be honored and assessed
New heights to scale and sources to be traced
We have high hopes in you my dear children
The hell is to be turned into heaven
We were given beautiful earth to live
We created mess and never believed
We have denied existence and created unrest
Future for you may prove you as acid test
You may prove to the task and come out as best
We have pinned our hopes on future quest
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Using The Same Old Devices
No it's not easy
To speak one's mind.
Or to take a stand
For something strongly felt!
There are more people
Bringing those like this down.
And they are not happy at all...
Until they see that person crawling,
Falling to the ground!
And these are the very same people who say...
They are looking for leaders and role models.
And one 'has' to wonder,
If they are seeking human sacrifices?
Or...
Are they using the same old devices,
To make excuses...
Not to stand on their own two feet!
And it is much easier,
To beat up that one person who has the nerve...
And does!
Creating a further disdain,
For someone who has the audacity
To attract attention,
To perceive and believe...
He or she may be better than the rest of them!
And they are not happy at all...
Until they see that person crawling,
Falling to the ground!
And these are the very same people who say...
They are looking for leaders and role models.
To unite them as a people!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When men and women
When men and women are able to
respect and accept their differences
then love has a chance to blossom. ♥khû$hî♥
It can fail seldom
As it is followed with wisdom
It is backed by full freedom
With respect and without boredom
How come garden can present blossom?
Think, if there were no flowers to come
Different in colors and various in sizes
To attack the mind and bid to mesmerize
Sun and moon are divine objects
But see differently how they act
One is source of great energy
And another is symbol of love from almighty
If some one likes color black
We should express no displeasure and attack
It her or his choice
What matters most is commitment and promise
If you try to see from pure angle
You may be able to form love triangle
That may have backing from all
As it is sincere and made from heart call
If you love some one from heart
Think of it first as divine art
It has made impact on your mind
Otherwise you were not the first person to find
I salute to all those people
Who succeed in their love struggle?
Feel it from heart and come closer
God is always with them as adviser
Everything shall move as usual
You too must trust and take it as casual
Life is not for making it hard
But live peacefully and look forward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Innocent Dreams
A white man was at a playground
pushing his son on the swing
'Look son, ' said the white man
'Never play with that....thing! '
The black man and his son ignored them
and kept swinging instead
Until the white man faced him
and said,
'Look at your skin color
what do you see?
A different color thats what
You're different then me
You talk different, act different
And walk different too
You dont belong here nig**r
None of your kind do.'
The black man told his son to go play
And turned back his head
He didnt want to cause a fight
So this is what he said,
'From one man he created all
The nations throughout the whole Earth
God created people in his own image
We are brothers from birth.
There is nothing wrong with us
We are the same as you
A different color shouldnt matter
What should matter is what we do
And the people that treat us like we're not human
And the people that dont want to get along
Hopefully one day will understand
That what they did and do is wrong
Something to remind you
That made alot of hopes beam
Is a song quoted
from a man that had a dream
My country 'tis of thee,
Sweet Land of Liberty,
Of thee I sing:
Land where my father's died,
Land of the pilgriom's pride,
From every mountainside
let freedom ring.
The white man was shocked
At what he had to say
He wanted to get his son
And just get away
He yelled for his son
Commanding him, 'Let's go! '
But his son didn't come
He didn't even show
The black man pointed
in the direction
As he watched the two boys playing together
with love and affection.
The black man asked,
'Are you going to yell at your son?
Or are you going to leave him be
And let him play with my boy
to have some fun?
Now watch those two
What do you see?
Two children alike
Like you and me.'
By: Shaina Lloyd
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Fight For Your Rights
Cant break the chains
Cant solve the pain
Cant rhyme problem with reason
Not taking sides
Just asking why
Does the pain eat the children
Who wrote the bible
Who set the laws
Are we left to historys flaws
And if youre out there
Then let me hear (hey)
And take a look in the mirror
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Cant name no names
Of whos to blame
For cries out in the sky
Were all slaves to time
No colors right
Throw our hate into the fire
Martin luther
Brought the truth
The color of our bloods the same
So break the chains
And solve the pains
And we all become one race
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Oh, people, people
Is the scar too deep
You cant hold a mans soul
By the color of his keys
A tear of blood runs from my eye
But somehow I can never
Make you...cry...
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Color Me Blind
I had a dream,
Last night I was blind
And I couldnt see
Color of any kind
Picture the world,
Minus a rainbow
When day becomes night,
Then where will the sun go
Dancing alone,
Just me and my shadow
Color me blind,
So I can see no evil
Why do we dream,
In black and white?
Color me blind
Why do we dream
In black and white?
Color me blind
I had a dream,
I was looking, over the mountain
But ive, Ive yet to see the,
The so-called promised land
Picture the world,
Without any color
You couldnt tell,
One face from the other
I dont understand
Why we fight with our brother
Color me blind
Just to love one another
Color me, color you,
Color me blind
song performed by by Extreme
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If roses
If rose is symbol of love
I do hold the views and believe
It you say it is crimson red
I certainly follow you to be led
Surely then hatred may have color too
What all stages may have to pass through?
It must be painted black
Humanity is large sufferer and at stake
Love is colorless
But reflects on face
Its centre is at heart
Its origination with art
How can all the three go together?
Some has to opt out from there
Love and hate together is surely impossible
If that is so then clearly inviting troubles
Eyes speak and heart bleeds
When something wrong comes as feed
How come person become blood thirsty?
When concerned by world with humanity
If love is shined with red
Then it has world’s highest grade
What all can we bar and forbid?
Anger, hatred, jealousy and greed
Nights can be dark and frightening
But with days break it can be lightening
Love can be simple note that can be heartening
Everybody to gain without any kind of threatening
Let us celebrate day with wishes and flowers
Let there be no awakening or large followers
Make it point to greet a person with hello or smile
Observe the change when you cross the people for a while
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Powerful wheel
You are strongest and powerful wheel
Everything can move with power and will
Nothing can stop you from reaching a top
There is no force to put a full stop
You may be soft but internally strong
You may right but can never be wrong
Nothing prevents like cast, creed or color
Such things are irrelevant and considered minor
Life as such you know is double edged knife
It is not easy to prove as very good wife
No one can neglect or defy the truth
Women as entity is nothing but living proof
Words may prove hollow
If we don’t allow
Let her rise from ground to reach at peak
She may stand tall and her work may speak
Woman is all in every move
Let that fear stand as removed
No one can afford to claim as super human
It is not flesh, bones, body of man or woman
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Blue...
Have you ever really notice the color blue?
This color varies in shades, as to change right before you.
There's midnight blue, slate blue, ocean blue and navy blue as
Iam yet to mention there are other shades too.
Then there is the mood blue,
When life seems so gloomy, you know not what to do.
Even as I ponder about the color blue,
I find this matter to be exactly true, that is
still more to discover about this color we all know as blue.
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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