Durban Iii
They are planning a Durban III conference in New York next year,
Dictatorships that seem to run the UN and tend to commandeer,
The last one was held in Durban SA, a few days before nine eleven,
When thousands of New Yorkers were suddenly sent to heaven.
The Durban platform of anti-Semitic rhetoric was sad,
Still the same platform next year in NY which shows they’re half mad,
And have turned the UN into their own propaganda machine,
Unfortunately they are real - not some monster at Halloween.
The tenth anniversary of Durban II and 9/11 on the same day,
Dictatorship pronouncements mixed with those who kneel and pray,
All democracies failed to attend the last Durban affair,
Timing next year so that they can’t boycott or walkg away.
NOV 24th,2010
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One Flew Over the UN Cuckoo's Nest
Our politicians, bureaucrats and appointees want to stay,
They like it in NY at the UN and don’t want to move away,
But Canada was turned down for a Security Council place,
Indeed this appears like a terrible UN slap in the face.
So somehow, somewhere along the way, the UN went out of gear,
With their Durban I, their Durban II, and Durban III next year,
It looks like they are using Ahmadinejad as a guide,
There was a time when it appeared that we were all on the same side.
Durban III timed for start of UN General Assembly next year,
So all heads of states will be on hand while many others just leer,
Meeting to promote anti-Semitism and hatred for Jews,
The UN should be closed down now because it has ceased to amuse.
Nov 19th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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Has The Un Gone Over The Deep End?
The UN was a great organization when it started out,
But that was a lifetime ago and now we have some doubt,
Different and odd groups seem to have taken UN control,
They seem to have a very Durban III attitude and goal.
Politically correct media reluctant to find fault,
Seldom mentioned the Durban II anti Israeli assault,
And their Durban III effort next year makes no sense at all,
New York is a fairly peaceful place so no need for to a brawl.
I’m not sure how much of the UN is under their control,
Has anyone ever done a UN public opinion poll?
9/11 and Durban II on that same weekend long ago,
Am I missing something here or is there something I don’t know?
Dec 29th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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The Tenth Anniversary of 9/11
Durban II and 9/11 on the same weekend, ten years ago,
An insult to both the US and Israel just to let you know,
Durban III scheduled on 9/11 anniversary next year,
It’s hard to believe but certain people want to cheer.
The UN has demonized democracy for some strange reason,
As though dictatorships should be the way to go this season,
The UN obviously needs to give itself a good shake,
Because it seems to be at the mercy of dictators on the make.
Media moguls tend to skirt this upcoming anniversary,
Particularly the blatant connection to beneficiaries,
Political correctness gone completely mad once more,
Anything else happening at the UN back door?
Nov 20th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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The Un Seems To Be In A Mess
The UN seems to have gone from bad to worse in recent years,
Screaming about human rights in their agitated fears,
But everything is bent in an anti Semitic direction,
Their Durban II and their Durban III in dark reflection.
And that’s not all; an odd group seems to have taken complete control,
And now it seems that the UN has a complete biased role?
And what’s next in their weird schedule of Durban III events?
And what can normal people and countries do to circumvent?
How much influence does New York City have on that now weird place?
Because that glass building is turning into a downright disgrace,
Does anyone ever investigate what’s going on in there?
Or has it reached a point so low that nobody really cares?
Jan 8th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Shortly after I was born he emigrated to Durban, where members of my mother's family had settled at the turn of the century, and the rest of the family followed soon thereafter.
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The Un Security Council Club
I remember when the UN was considered good and great,
But something strange has happened and now they are extremely irate,
And why are we so disliked in that very strange NY place?
Why were we banned from their Security Council rat race?
Their Durban III anti Israeli stance is a global disgrace,
Has the UN ran it’s course or is this only a test case?
Or has it become a hindrance and likely to cause more trouble?
Is it possible that someone somehow could burst their bubble?
Or has it turned into an exclusive inner circle club?
Where Canada is likely to get a daily or frequent snub?
Should we tell them to shove it and quickly march out the door?
Or should we take the insult and wait and see if there’s more?
Jan 5th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Just Before The Demonia Hurricane
Just before the Demonia hurricane
clouds in Durban
darkened the whole sky
and horizon.
I saw black water stretching out
with just here and there
‘a light dancing
on the surface of the sea.
Like a giant water monitor
that prepares to shatter
with its tail
the sea hissed menacing
about the coming chaos
and with rain and giant waves
I knew that destiny
somewhere else is hitting people mercilessly
and are even killing some.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Insomniac Butterflies...
i can't sleep
upon this
Durban Deep,
my eyes are
butterflies
flying out the
window
from the house
of my heart
i am blind
outside the flowers
are captivating
two insomniac
butterflies
winking, the petals
signify
ultimately the breaking
of four wings
i am blinded by the
absence of
my portions
be the flower of my trust
seduce my butterflies
take them
in the sweetness of
your nectar
their proboscis
upon your bosom
in drunken ecstasy
it is only through this
that i will see
the light of morning again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Troubles (home Demo)
Well hush my children don't you cry
The troubles will soon all be over
The tears that swell in every eye
Will fall to the ground and bring clover
The soldiers are only teenage boys
The same as in Durban or Dover
So rein aside all your warring toys
The troubles will soon all be over
Well hush my children go to sleep
The troubles will soon all be over
Their bombs will form a rusting heap
For flowers and fern to grow over
Their leaders are only drunk with fear
They wouldn't do this be they sober
And when they drink our friendship clear
The troubles will soon all be over
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The Troubles
Well hush my children dont you cry
The troubles will soon all be over
The tears that swell in every eye
Will fall to the ground and bring clover
The soldiers are only teenage boys
The same as in durban or dover
So rein aside all your warring toys
The troubles will soon all be over
Well hush my children go to sleep
The troubles will soon all be over
Their bombs will form a rusting heap
For flowers and fern to grow over
Their leaders are only drunk with fear
They wouldnt do this be they sober
And when they drink our friendship clear
The troubles will soon all be over
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A Christmas Ghost Story.
South of the Line, inland from far Durban,
A mouldering soldier lies--your countryman.
Awry and doubled up are his gray bones,
And on the breeze his puzzled phantom moans
Nightly to clear Canopus: "I would know
By whom and when the All-Earth-gladdening Law
Of Peace, brought in by that Man Crucified,
Was ruled to be inept, and set aside?
And what of logic or of truth appears
In tacking 'Anno Domini' to the years?
Near twenty-hundred livened thus have hied,
But tarries yet the Cause for which He died."
poem by Thomas Hardy
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On a Durban street at twilight
On a Durban street at twilight,
when lights started piercing the coming night
in winter with rain sieving down
like you would expect in Cape Town
a gorgeous girl walked right up to me,
and it’s still one hell of a memory.
For long moments her eyes looked into mine
and she slid her slender arms around my neck
giving me much more than a peck
and her hair silky and fine
brushed against my face
before she kissed me even more passionately
and spellbound and probably surprised, unfortunately
I let her slip away unknown, totally without a trace
and still this bugs me, for what I do not know
and why I let her go?
poem by Gert Strydom
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Hiking to Durban
We wanted to be free
from the discipline
of boarding school
and catch a lift all the way,
to Durban at the sea.
What a life it would be
with bikini girls on the beach
and totally out of reach
of the head master’s cane
and we would visit every shop
and meet girls on the street
and spend every sent
without having to pay for rent.
The beach would be the place
to sleep and tan and surf
and to spent,
the rest of the summer
as a place of fun.
We packed our bags
and left our school uniforms behind,
but what a calamity
when the first car that stopped
opened its doors wide
and the principal was inside.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dancing Dervish
You shine like a Moonbeam,
Bringing your day into my night,
Been lost in a storm waiting for your Light,
Where have you been all my life?
In darker days you were but a dream,
A glimmer of light unseen,
I need your love... love,
You know what I mean?
Your love comes from within,
Swirling all around me, drowning me,
You are the Light, you are my life,
Why do we have this strife?
From Durban to Dublin I seek,
You are always just out of reach,
Why my love is it so hard,
To keep you around?
In darker days you were but a dream,
A glimmer of light unseen,
I need your love... love,
You know what I mean?
Your love swirling like a dance,
You leave me in a trance
The love you always have, to show,
Why is it so hard to know?
April 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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One Year In Heaven
One year in heaven,
One year you've been there,
So far away,
Someday I'll see you in the air,
One year in heaven,
I miss you so much,
Smile down upon me,
And show me your love.
One year in heaven,
It seems like so long,
Since the last time I saw you,
And then you were gone,
One year in heaven,
You left earth to soon,
But I know they need you,
More then I do,
One year in heaven,
I'm alone on the earth,
I miss your sweet kisses,
And all that you're worth,
One year in heaven,
Is God really there?
Why did he take you,
As I cried in despair.
One year in heaven,
I still see your face,
The day that you took,
The last breath you would take,
One year in heaven,
Why did you die,
I know God needed you,
But still I cry.
One year in heaven,
Soon I'll be there,
So wait by the gate,
Please, this do swear,
One year in heaven,
To me it is long,
But you have no pain,
From this earth you have gone.
One year in heaven,
It's so hard to move on,
I'll send you a prayer,
And sing you a song,
One year in heaven,
Life's not the same,
Since you left this world,
I'm living in a daze.
One year in heaven,
You watch from above,
Sit there and smile,
And send me your love,
One year in heaven,
You may think it's just a day,
But this world is so different,
Since God took you away
poem by Michele Weston
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The Last Day Of Military Leave
I returned early from pass to the camp
at Natal Command in Durban
right opposite the beach,
went in to stow my kit
and on that late weekend afternoon
the camp was almost empty
with only a few guards
and probably skeleton staff running it
and I drove out on my motorbike
in civilian clothes,
parking it near a cinema,
was walking to a restaurant
to have a decent meal
when a bevy of lovely girls
walked right up to me
and offered to buy me a drink or two
as it was clear that I was in the army
as my hair was short and I was young
and there were five of them
with every single one dressed in a mini skirt
or something very sexy
and I had a cider, some of them beer, champagne,
vodka martinis and whatever they fancied
and we were rather jolly
and we talked and later walked out on the beach,
seeing the setting sun, the bright rising yellow moon
and that night was really something
but when it got romantic, there were five of them
and only one of me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Faithful Witness
To the firstborn of Yahseph,
Of all that is created;
To the secondborn of Yahseph,
Do set set your mind on Mount Zion;
For His name is His glory and,
Of the economic well-being.
Of the year of the rat,
Of the year of the dog,
Of the year of the cow,
Of the year of the bull,
Of the year of the sheep,
Of the year of the dragon,
Of the year of the snake,
Of the year of the pig,
Of the year of the goat,
Of the year of the lizard,
Of the year of the crocodile,
Of the year of the elephant,
Of the year of the scorpion,
Of the year of the turtle,
Of the year of the fish,
Of the year of the earth,
Of the year of the wind,
Of the year of the fire,
Of the year of the water,
And of the year of the bush!
Like the firstborns of slaves.
The hips of romance,
The faithful witness will not lie;
The same day,
The same night,
Of the love shared at where no oxen are;
And the crib was very clean.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Year and A Day
A year and a day
Are all that lay
Between me and
My love
A year and a day
Three months 'til May
The year leaping
Above
A year and a day
You scorn to say
Is destiny
Belov'd
A year and a day
I slight cliché
This puzzle I
Speak of
A year and a day
Do not delay
Migrate to me
My dove
A year and a day
No time astray
Like seconds that
I shove
A year and day
From the same clay
You claim you are
Void of
A year and a day
All night I pray
That you would be
My love
poem by Brandon McConnell
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Funky New Year
Went to a party just last night
Wanted to bring the year in right
Woke up this morning I don't know how
Last night I was a happy man, but the way I feel right now
It's gonna be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Ooo, Ahh, got to be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Can't remember when I ever felt worse
Nothing matters and everything hurts
They were passin' round the bottle, made me feel brand new
Trouble with the new man he wants a hit too, hit me
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
oooooo, it's a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Lord, mmm, FUNKY NEW YEAR
Nurse I'm worse FUNKY NEW YEAR
I got to perk up a little FUNKY NEW YEAR
My hair hurts FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
A party baby
Never again FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Who's shoes are these FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Party hardy baby FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
What year is this anyway?
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Happy New Year Everyone On This Planet
Happy new year everyone this year of our Lord 2010
Look after yourselves like the most expensive orchid,
Don’t over feed or over water you are the mainbrace
For the sake of your family look after your heart,
For it looks after you.
Be kind to someone it rids the badness that may hide inside
Ride your life on a smile everyone will catch it and match it,
So this new year make a new you and have happy new years for ever.
Pray for the misguided,
If you pray for the Koran, Jesus or the Sun, that’s okay
They are all the many faces of God,
May all the children on earth look up to you all,
Happy New Year Everyone...... my poem is done.
poem by Ken e Hall
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