A Culture Torn (Reply To The Philosophy By Leafsailor On PF)
Just read a poem about
Who are we?
It covers everything
From political standards
Of how it affects our lives
Religions, wars to the epoch of man
To hatred and racism and violence within
I cannot change what people have learnt
From childhood to adulthood...a culture torn
What right have I to condemn in beliefs
That was part of their lives before I was born
The best I can do, and the best I can say
Is stand up be proud and just be
A HUMAN BEING! ! !
poem by Kaila George
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Racism and the Culture Of Racism
We must be aware…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It’s a slur and a swear….,
The Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can’t turn your back….,
On the Culture Of Racism….,
Or you’ll feel the whack…,
Of the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
It’s hard to believe….
The Culture Of Racism….,
That’s why we all grieve….,
The Culture Of Racism…! ! !
We must face the facts….,
On the Culture Of Racism ….! ! !
Cause we’ve seen the attacks…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It follows us all…,
The Culture Of Racism….,
But we must stand tall….,
Against the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can we control or stop it….,
As long as it’s been livin’….? ? ?
That’s the priceless question….,
On the Culture Of Racism…! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Sacrifices
Autumn leaves have fallen
across long forgotten battlefields
where deep below the ground
the dead lie asleep.
Their lives torn apart
by some wicked war.
There they have immortality
for they will age no more.
Their sleep is restless
for from their deaths,
no lessons were learnt
and men and boys keep killing
in constant wicked wars.
On the eleventh hour,
of the eleventh day,
of the eleventh month
we stand in silence
to honour their memory
for the sacrifices they made,
but we have never learnt the lessons
This poem is dedicated to the memory of the men, women and children from all countries that have lost their lives in wars that have plagued our world. May their souls rest in eternal peace.
for which their lives they gave
as the killing still goes on and on.
poem by David Harris
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Childhood - The 21st Century
How advanced they are, these children of the future,
Like small adults, within their tiny frames,
They grow up in a fast 'speed driven' culture,
Where 'learning pressures' change their kind of games,
Where is their childhood, in all this hurly burly,
Where is their pure untainted view of things,
Why do they have to grow so old, so early,
And lose the joy that only childhood brings.
Our childhood was filled with thoughts of joy and gladness,
We lived our lives, oblivious to the world
And all the hardships, wars, the grief and sadness,
We stood, waiting for our lives to be unfurled.
We had time to grow, and gain an understanding,
Of each new phase, each change along the way,
As we grew slowly, our senses all expanding,
So with clarity, we slowly changed our play.
We had a framework on which to build and flourish,
Slow and steady, this was no rushed affair,
Taking each step, then step by step to nourish,
Our childhood, so finally adulthood we would share.
What will become, of these 'New Century' learners,
I doubt if they, a dreamy childhood see,
Will they then tell to all those bright discerners
Of their own, how they remembered their childhood to be.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Revolution Of Freedom For The Innocents Of Our Land
You hear the cries of many
As they cry to be free from all that is
The wars of human kind
Lay desolate to our lands
The dictatorship of life
Affects all of us in life
But how do we stand up
To the wars that kill our land
Innocent lives are many
Wasted upon the ground of life
Can you ignore the blood shed?
Of so many lost souls of war
Then one soul stands alone
Tired of the chaos of this world
And stands for the freedom
Of innocents of our land
THE MOMENTEM STARTS AS ONE
A voice that needs to be heard
Believe what you say
And mean every single word
If you believe in life
Then lay down the weapons of war
If you believe in love
Then accept human's beliefs for what they are
If you believe in peace
Then accept all races all religions
As equals in this world
If you believe in all of the above
Then you're a special human being
Never doubt your word
Never doubt who you are
Speak up for all those innocents
If this is what you believe
poem by Kaila George
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End Racism
The eyes of hate stares down at you
with so much dispproval and it makes you
feel uncomfortible and unwelcome,
Racism is major and it has to STOP
its like you want afican americans to
be ashamed to dislike their color because
you dislike it.
Unlike other people who are
afaid to stand up for whats right
im PROUD to be a young black women.
Racism has been going on since 1955 and longer,
Does anyone care about how racism affects alot of people
and, how is brings some of us down as Afican Americans,
As Afican Americans walk down the street all you hear and see is people of other races throwing the N' word at them and fingering them.
it hurts sometimes to see people disapproval of black people but like my mom always told me what doesnt kill you, makes you stronger.
Its time for a change....
END RACISM
By Latishia Johnson
-f you read my peoms dont copy my poem and call it yours, because i work way to hard for people tp be stealing my writing-THANKS ALOT
poem by Latishia Johnson
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My Grown Up Christmas List
Do you remember me?
I sat upon your knee;
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies.
Well, i'm all grown-up now,
And still need help somehow.
I'm not a child,
But my heart still can dream.
So here's my lifelong wish,
My grown-up christmas list.
Not for myself,
But for a world in need.
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,(and wars would never start)
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree.
but heaven only knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul.
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth?
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth.
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end, oh.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
This is my only lifelong wish.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
song performed by by Kelly Clarkson
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Grown-up Christmas List
Grown-up christmas list
Do you remember me?
I sat upon your knee;
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies.
Well, Im all grown-up now,
And still need help somehow.(can you still help somehow)
Im not a child,
But my heart still can dream.
So heres my lifelong wish,
My grown-up christmas list.
Not for myself,
But for a world in need.
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,(and wars would never start)
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree.(wrapped beneath the tree)
Well heaven surely knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul.
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth?
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth.
(thered be)
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end, oh.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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The racism
The racism erases
the beautiful memories
and it believes
in the perfect
world
The racism is
a too big
and horrible problem
It is a
wrong and impure
mistake
The racism is
a bad and
public thought
The racism is
played by the
poors of reasons
The racism doesn't
live in the
jungle but it
lives in the
modern society
I'm against the
racism
The racists are
cursed because they
are false
For me the
racism resides in
the hate
For the innocents
the racism is
lost war
For me the
racism doesn't exist
in a citizen
world
For me the
racism is a
terrible suffering
It can't stand
the harmony and
the heart of
a bay
It survives in
the evident darkness
The racism hates
the comfortable and
hospitable villa
The racism serves
the big Evil
It doesn't use
the magic
It wants to
destroy the balance
between the people
For the angels
the racism is
a shame and
a bright lie
poem by Laura arwen
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We Do Not Need Racism
In the Human World it does not belong
We do not need racism since it is so wrong
The racists in their ways are so very small
To have them amongst us a blight on us all.
Since red is the blood we are born with to bleed
The racists amongst us we surely don't need
The scourge of racism is a human disgrace
For it in the Human World there ought not to be a place.
Racism is the source of serious crimes against humanity
Without racists so much better off we all would be
The torch of hatred of difference they set to flame
To have them amongst us is to all of our shame.
To war and to conflicts racism does lead
Without it the Human World would be better indeed
The racists amongst us to us all a put down
They never bring honour to their side of the town.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Believe In Nigeria
With so many battles and killings,
with slim chances of healings.
Our peace has been taking away from us,
and our glory days are far behind us.
Our nation has been torn apart,
by those whose love are from our heart.
With tears runing down our cheek,
with the killings and violence at its peak.
Every where is been flooded by innocent blood,
and our treasure been lost in the mud.
Everyday we live our lives in fear,
with so much pain that we can't bear.
People been nurtured to the highest level of hatred,
and now innocent lives are been affected.
Hatred has given birth to death,
and death taking away our precious life on earth.
With people living their lives in hell,
even when they mean to do well.
Properties are been destroyed everyday,
and thousands of lives are been laid to rest each day.
Is it a crime to be a human? ,
or is it a sin to be a nigerian? .
Is it a cause to crave for peace in our nation? ,
a nation thats moving closer to the point of destruction.
Each day our kneels are planted on the ground in prayers,
to erradicate pains that is been inflited by peace haters.
All i know is that all hope is not lost,
because in the ebullent nigerian spirit i trust.
No matter the trouble we may be going through today,
it will be a testimony we'll say some day.
For every pain that we feel in our heart now,
the peace of heaven will erase it some how.
For every sacrifice we make for the peace of our country,
will go a long way to erase every of our misery.
No matter the level of destruction in our neighbour hood,
i believe one day everything will change for good.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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Why Do You Judge Me?
Why do you tend to judge me
cause I'm of different race.
Why do you tend to hate me
cause I'm from a different place.
Why is it that you think I'm stupid
because of where I'm from.
In my own opinion,
You have classified yourself as dumb.
You act as if I'm a criminial
evil and a crook.
And all this because
your job from you I took..
All this hatred that you show
is nothing more than envy.
Why can't you just see
that you are not better nor worse than me.
I was born in this country,
I grew up just around the corner.
The difference between you and I,
is that my father crossed that border.
He has struggled in the past
to make our lives all better.
I admire him for that
why do u have to be a hater.
And even though I respect you,
You show me nothing more than racism.
When will this all stop
When will you stop your criticism?
We are no longer that minority..
Nor will we be for ever more.
We will one day rise above low standards
that's what we're fighting for.
So I suggest you learn to love my kind
and just be all that you can be.
Cause all your racism and your criticism
can no longer bother me....
poem by Arely Corral
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The Courage To Be Honest
All he has done,
Is to remove hypocrisy...
From the decision making process.
And although this is historic,
In the eyes of those self righteous...
He has shown an ability as a leader,
To have the courage to be honest.
And for those hiding behind shadows,
This is incredible news.
It is unbelievable!
Leaving many to say,
He has done this for political reasons! !
Duh!
Let's evaluate his position.
He once had taught law.
He has interpreted the constitution,
As documented by the founders of their society.
Especially the part that says,
Protecting the rights of all people...
Regardless of their religious affliations.
That part.
That part that states...
Everyone should be treated equal.
And for the people observing this...
He has exposed his willingness,
To represent ALL people...
AND not to defy God's wishes.
For those thumping upon their Bibles.
With a cutting to paste their re-writes.
However...
He has offended those who would rather live lives,
Pretentiously.
Offending the ones who advocate for family values,
AND standards...
But whose leaders of their moralistic foundations,
Are being investigated for crimes of all kinds.
You name them!
They are there in full representation.
And THEY...
Regardless of their religious affliliations,
Or political indoctrinations...
Have used their own beliefs,
To prove they are out of their minds.
Although insist their own ignorance should be followed.
No matter what the evidence is...
That has proven them to be selectively crazed.
And these days...
Quite blatant about it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Colour Blind
I often shake with anger
As I read up on how
People are so blind
When it comes to each others race
Why must there be so much hate
Over the colour of ones skin
Why must people rant and rage
About the culture you belong too
Why is it a sin to be who you are?
Why must we all be persecuted?
For being just you
It boggles the mind
That still lives and breaths
In this day and age
I am indeed very luck
To live were I live
I have never seen the KKK
I have never been apart of a apartheid
I have never shed a tear over the anger
Of losing one simply because of the colour our skin
It's all a mystifying unthinkable part of humanity
That always baffles me
Or even say I am proud to be human
When I see so much hate for just being you
Why is this so
Why does this live and breathe in this world
We like to call our home
Can't we all just be colour blind
And be thankful for what we have
Can't we all just be human and say
I love you my friend
One often dreams…I can dream cant I?
poem by Kaila George
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Oh, Stop the Wars, Man!
Oh, stop the wars, Man
Let peace prevail again;
Wars bring more death
And destruction, not peace;
Christmas is near-
The birthday of Jesus;
He brings both joy
And peace to good-willed men!
Oh, stop the wars, Man!
For, they are meaningless;
No nation should
Invade the other;
The blood of innocent lives lost
Cries out to God for revenge;
Violence begets
Violence always.
Oh, stop the wars, Man!
And stop the mad killings;
The air and soil
And water get polluted;
What colossal wastes
Of lives, money and materials!
Do leaders know
That wars boomerang?
Oh, stop the wars, Man!
Let nations live in peace;
Nature’s furies,
We must always face.
Use the money
To build the earth,
And help the poor.
Only then, God will bless
Your own country!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-13-2006
poem by John Celes
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Everywhere Somewhere
Everywhere somewhere,
Someone is dying;
And every minute every now,
The Wolrd News are being read;
But, we fail to change for the better as human beings.
Every minute every now,
Somebody is being killed on this earth!
Every minute every time,
Someone is dying because of our sins;
And, every now and then,
We are ready to go to our various churches fro prayers.
Of the rulers and of the servants,
But the human beings are not ready to change for the better!
And, we are even worse than ever;
For hatred is now being taught in every home and in every school.
Everywhere somewhere,
In every city and in every country!
Hatred is being taught to the people;
And the safety nets of love are now being torn away!
Because, we are breaking the written down Laws.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The School System
The school system
was not designed for us
Mexican-Americans
america is not designed for us
in school we learn
about wars, time periods this and
that
in only two colors
white and black
racism comes in many colors
its just not between white and black
its more like human to human
there is racism between every
race
and Im tired of seeing media only focus on the two
how can I be motivated as
a Mexican-American when all
I read in class is about
black and white culture and
how they clash
the school sysem was
designed by whites and blacks
and not for us...
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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The Conumdrum of War
I am on my knees
As I say a little prayer to thee
In my minds eyes I see death
In my heart I feel the pain
Why must we live to the music of war?
That condemns our souls to damnation
Why must lost souls forever be taken from this realm
Just because humanity has the need to say they are right in what they believe
We continue to waste the lives that we are given to lead
We continue to take the unexpected lives of the innocent soul
Why must this be forever a part of humanity?
Where is the harm in giving your heart and soul?
In the right of all that lives in faith and harmony
I have said it before and I will say it again
We must choose the path that will set our souls free
Give up the wars that condemn our societies
Give your heart to thine neighbors, friends, and family
Let the conundrum of war burn out the fire of hatred
Moreover, once more dare I dream?
Why not make this dream become real
©Copyright Kaila George 2012
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Tradition
Tradition is just like one-way traffic over here,
And you can't change the minds of the people around;
For their lives are programmed like a robot.
The law is very difficult for them to obey,
And it is all about a different culture and different people;
But their lives are always programmed like robots.
The tradition over here is very strange to me!
And you can't change the very minds of these people;
But at times, it is just like broken pottery in the hands.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Grown Up Christmas List
Lyrics by Linda Thompson
Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies
Well, I'm all grown up now
Can you still help somehow
I'm not a child
But my heart still can dream
So here's my lifelong wish
My grown-up Christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need
No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Every man would have a friend
That right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown-up
Christmas list
What is this illusion called
The innocence of youth
Maybe only in their blind belief
Can we ever find the truth
There'd be no more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Every man would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown-up Christmas list
This is my only lifelong wish
This is my grown-up Christmas list
Hoo---, hoo--
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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The World Needs Peace, Not Through Wars!
What loss of lives and destruction!
Can lives all lost ever return?
How many more will have to die?
Can one man’s death bring back lives lost?
What pollution, a war can add!
Let Cats who declare wars on mice,
Take the blame and pay the price!
War is a gambling game like dice;
War is a futile exercise.
One cannot fight wars with mere knives;
War is a waste of human lives;
Alas, will nations realize
That keeping peace is always wise?
Wars can begin without a cause;
The world can’t have a single boss!
One nation can’t stifle the rest,
Or try to be always the best.
The world body must give OK!
The world must say to wars, all ‘nay’;
For lasting peace, war isn’t the way!
The cost of wars, who will repay?
The world must find out other ways,
Avoiding wars in future days;
Each nation must unmask its face,
And set on peace, its gaze always!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-1-2007
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