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Children Are Colour Blind

They cannot see
What adults always see?

They cannot understand
That black and white
Is not to be mixed in life

They cannot see
The redness of hate
That spews upon
The ground of life

They cannot see
How green is often
Used to described
A person's jealous pride

They cannot see
How purple hides
The pink shades
Of a gay lovers life

They cannot see
How the colours of life
Stain the hands of grey

They can only ever see
A rainbow in the sky

They can only ever see
The love in their parent's eyes

They can only ever see
The joys in all our lives

They can only ever see
God's creation of light

They can only ever be
What God created them to be?
Our own little angles
In all of our lives.

poem by Kaila George
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Two Different People

Two different people
Black people, white people
Black world, White world
A black person thinks different from the white people
White people thinks highly of himself
White people works very hard for his living
Black's are lazy
They don't want to work, they just want the money
You have to work for the money, they just don't get it
White people knows that there are no free ride in life
Black's want a free ride, there are no free ride in life
Nothing is free in life except for the air that you breathe
The white people have to be careful of what they say to the black People
Whatever you say to the black people if they don't like it they will say it Is discrimination
We can't understand them
They have a mind of their own
The white people are loving and caring
What about the black people?
Not a hope in hell
I don't want any part of the black world
The black world is not safe for me
So I rather stay in my white world where I feel safe
We can't trust them
The reason why there is violence in this world is because the black People cause it
Now they don't like it because they have to live with it
We want a safe world for our people
The black people don't care about it because the only thing they know And seen is violence
There is too much violence on TV
They like it
They like the feeling of danger
We white don't like the feeling of danger
The blacks hate the white people and the white people don't like them Either
The white people knows when to shut up
The black people never knows when to shut up
There is why there are always problem with them
They make life miserable for us
The white people will always be a good friend
The black people can never be your friend
They will take everything they can get from you for free

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Hate That Is Not Mine

I hate the way we live
I hate we have to die
I hate the way you want it to be all over
And suddenly change ur mind
I hate you want to hurt yourself
I hate you always cry
I hate I see myself somewhere deep inside your eyes
I hate that I can relate to you
I hate that you cant see
All the good things in your life
I hate you cant see me
I hate when I look in the mirror
Your the person looking back
I hate that every day seems like someone will attack
I hate that I am weak
I hate that you are hear
I hate that I can't change all the things I fear
I hate that I dont hate you
instead I hate myself
for im the one who can't even remember my true self
I hate I let you into my mind
I hate you let me stop living
I hate that I can't stand up to you and understand what im forgiving
I hate I dont talk to you
I hate its not like it use to be
I hate time that makes me change to what you want to see
I hate you couldnt tell this wasn't all my hate
I take your hate into myself and understand my fate
sometimes I dont understand the hate
and still I continue to see
all the hate deep down inside of you
is now inside of me.

poem by Kendra Short
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Sonnet: Adults

Adults are selfish beings of the earth;
Adults don’t forgive/ forget tho’ mature;
Adults are creatures adamant by birth;
Adults are jealous beings, by nature.

Adults have arguing tongues till the end;
Adults misunderstand others with ease;
Adults can neither condescend nor bend;
Adults cannot adjust with/others please.

Adults are sinful in thought, word and deed
Adults are the ones, misguiding the youth;
Adults are beings revengeful indeed;
Adults can speak effortlessly untruth.

Adults advise but remember old fights;
Adults cannot give up their insane rights!

6-1-2001

poem by John Celes
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~~I Hate You~

I hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.

I hate you when you don’t love me
I hate you when you don’t come home
I hate you when you hate me
I hate you when i see you kissing a girl

I’ve always hated you
You’ve broke my heart into little pieces
My life gets worse when I stay
My life gets worse when I drink
My life gets worse when you yell At Me
You’ve always think I was a piece of trash

I hate I hate you I hate you I hate I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hated you So Much!
Look up to your heart. you’ve always hurt me in public
I hated you when you drink
I hate you when I see you around with that Women of yours

It just makes me want to cry.
In the night I cry out loud for MY family, The Ones You’ve Cared And Loved So Much
Always making other decisions
Telling lies to Your family.
But Some Day You’ll Find Away To Get You And The Family Together.

poem by Sonya Wesley
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I Hate...

I hate the way I’ve messed up my life,
I hate the way I cry,
I hate the person I’ve become,
I hate that I want to die.

I hate the fact that I feel so alone,
I hate the way I hide,
I hate avoiding those who care,
I hate that so often I’ve lied.

I hate the way that I hurt myself,
I hate the scars I make,
I hate that people don’t understand,
I hate that they think I’m fake.

I hate the fact that I’m depressed,
I hate that I’m so ill,
I hate feeling tired all the time,
I hate that I need the pills.

I hate the way I feel so scared,
I hate that people can’t see,
I hate how I have lost myself,
Quite simply, I just hate me.

poem by Ali Chapman
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I Hate My Life

I hate my life
I hate everything that happend to it
Everyone's being ignoring me
And I don't always fit

I hate the way everyone doesn't care
Even my family
I hate everyone
They're all a bully
I can't even smile for 10 seconds
Without being angry

My happiness fades to gray
To tell you the truth
I wanna go my own way

My friends don't understand
I guess they're not my friend

I hate my life
I just hate everything

poem by Liz Gellur
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Black+White=My Life

Black-
The color of my soul
White-
The color of my spirit
Together Black and White combined
It all equals my life
The 2 only colors
That are not really colors at all
The story of my life
I am alone
I die slowly and painfully
Not a care in the world
Where I would end up
If only I would survive...
Black-
The color of my Heart
White-
The color of my Hopes and Dreams
Together again Black and White reunite as one
As you can tell
The 2 only colors of my life are Black and White
As if you care
You rather see me suffer in vain
You keep heaeing me say I am alone
Well now you know its true

poem by Makayla Straight
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The Spices

Of the spices of life,
Of the spices of love,
Of the spices of peace,
Of the spices of my mind,
Life in Africa maters to me lot.
Of Black Cumin,
Of Red Peppercorns,
Of Black Mustard,
Of Cayenne Pepper,
Of White Mustard,
Of Mixed Peppercorns,
Of Mahaleb Cherry,
Of Szechuan pepper,
Almost everybody is with a mobile phone in Africa!
But strong alcohol are consumed daily by the majority unemployed.
In Africa,
My mind sits and writes;
Because, life in Africa matters to me a lot.
Of Coriander, Ground Ginger, Fenugreek, Turmeric and Paprika!
Like the struggles daily in Africa for a survival;
But one day, we will get there.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A joy in life

What is not there in life?
Children and beautiful wife
Mother, father including sisters
Sisters are out in search of misters

Children play ball game and throw
Happiness and joy freely flow
I feel happy and shine glow
It is mixture of feelings readily to show

There is joy and unhappiness
Anger mixed with liveliness
What to hide and what to show?
It has all the colors of rainbow

Peace on face represents white
Cheeks glow with redness bright
Anger and agony to represent black
Rope is tied around the neck

Instability is represented by red
Life in danger always to be led
Rumors and fears not to be fed
Keeping them together as a head

Life may represent charm with green
The family will be happy and clearly seen
All colors to have some peculiar position
It is fine blend of all the composition

Ups and down may come and go
We may remember seasons and not forgo
Life is to be lived with full enthusiasm
It is to be simple and not confined to idealism

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Crazy Life

Its a crazy life a hazy life
A mixed up jumbled phasy life
A crazy life for people who want to smile
I just dont understand
Why so hard to say hello before goodbye
Its a coocoo life a lulu life
A moody magic voodoo life
A coocoo life for people who want to love
I just dont understand why so green
That its been hang ups day to day
I gotta pack up get away
Cause its a crazy life
Yes its a crazy life
Crazy life
Its a stupid life elusive life
A lonely stuck secluded life
A stupid life for people who want to fly too high
I just dont understand why so blue
What to do
Im gonna kiss my sky goodbye
Im gonna jump way down and die
Cause its a crazy life
Yes its a crazy life
Crazy life

song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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I Hate...

I hate that I still think of you
And that I want you around.
I hate all the memories
Because you kept my feet on the ground.
I hate the fact that you’re happy.
Even without me in your life.
I hate that you’re always on my mind
And every day seems to be strife.
I hate that you’ve moved on
And I’m just a faded memory.
I hate that she’s the one beside you
And even more that it’s not me.
I hate that even in my anger
I can’t and still don’t hate you the way I’d like.
I hate this feeling I have
It feels like I’ve been stabbed with a spike
I hate that my heart aches
And I can’t get it to go away
I hate that you’re gone forever
And in my heart again you will never stay.

poem by Simply Here
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I Hate...

I hate,
hate that I can't trust
I hate,
hate that I must lie because they'd rather believe I'm fine.

I hate,
hate who I've been.
I hate,
hate to make decisions.

I hate,
hate that I can't hate those I should.
I hate,
hate my life.

I hate,
hate that I can't die.
I hate,
hate to live in fear and hate.

I hate,
hate my uncertainty.
I hate,
hate the lies people tell me.

I hate,
hate that I believe.
I hate,
hate those that wish their lives were mine.

I hate,
hate all emotion that's mine.
I hate,
hate that I need others.

I hate,
hate my own d*mn incompetence.
I hate,
hate that there's so much to hate.

poem by Dama Tristeza
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Hate

I am a person,
That dont love to hate
Its a word I hate to use.
Its comes from the
Darkness part of our heart
But sometimes, Humans
Don't have a choice we have to hate
I hate seeing people get a broken heart
I hate when someone breaks mine

I hate when tears
Runs down my eyes
I hate seeing people cry

I hate this word dishonesty
I hate infidelity
I hate adversity
I hate robbery
I hate getting rob

I hate battles plus wars
I hate deceits, mixed up with lies
I hate crime, mixed up with evil guys
But there are things
That can consume our hate
Togetherness, laughter,
Love eradicates all the hate
Lets use it because I dont love to hate
I only hate this feeling called hate

Copyright © ®2009, Eyan desire. All rights reserved

poem by Eyan Desir
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I am a man of black and white

I am a man of black and white,
my name is written on the gates of the sky.
i am a man of black and white
my origin is united, yet two apart.

I speak the language of the whites,
but lost in the language of the blacks.
i am a man of black and white,
my resemblance is same with the blacks.

I am a man of black and white,
i was brought up in the land of the whites.
i am a man of black and white,
my home is in the south-east, in the abode of my black dad.

I am a man of black and white,
i love the aspirations of life.
i am a man of black and white,
although two apart, we are united as one.

poem by Randy Micheal
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Black and White

Black and White By Dilantha Gunawardana

A story in black and white

Black and white;
Black in white; perhaps black on white;
White embedded in black;
Black around white, sprinkle or a speckle even a trickle;
Shadows on the porch on an eerie white night;
A piano keyboard, intertwined in ebony and white;
A checker or a droughts board or lofty chess pieces;
Black stallions and white mares;
All galloping in the pursuit of unending happiness;
A flow of nimbus with a speckle of cumulus;
Showers of blessings, black rain and even snow and hale;
The smog that kisses the snow flake clouds;
Chimneys and embers inside snowy winter bungalows;
We begin in ashes, black residual ashes;
Connected to a white umbilical cord;
We are born white, virgins in every sphere of life;
Then we learn of the agony of the ebony;
Even the bright light of white, even white water that softens our stance;
Criss-cross, diagonal, straight or in jumps in the many paths of life;
Life, a game of chess, as we sprinkle our lives with black and white;
And in the end, we are left with nothing but black and white;
A powdered white peau against the back dropp of a charcoal black suit
In an ebony coffin, with white shimmering handles
Then we burn in to ashes, residual embers
Ashes to ashes, powder of our existence
Black and white;
Our true essence of life.

poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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I Hate My Life

I hate my life,
I just wanna die,
I wanna feel the pain of death,
And i just wanna burn in hell.

I hate my life,
I just wanna kill myself,
I wanna meet the devil itself.

I hate my life,
I hate all the fuken days,
I hate the fact of being alive,
All I wanna do is cut my veins.

I hate my life,
I need my friend the knife.

I hate you for being so far,
I hate you for being a cute star,
I hate you, but I need you so bad.

I hate my life,
And I still wanna die.

poem by Jesus Miraba
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Black or White - Political Correctness

Black, black is beautiful
All colours are meaningful
But Obama is not black, he is mixed race
Think about it; absorb this at your own pace

I'm weighing the two
Like I always do
In all fairness, in this world of madness
This is what I call 'Political Correctness'

Obama is not black but mixed race
Take a look at the color of his face
He is light skinned, not even dark
But they chose to call him black

I'm weighing the two
Like I always do
With a white mother and a father that is black
The ignorant masses prefer to refer to you as black!

Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Black and White

My world is black and white,
The colors I see is black and white,
Hold me tight,
Don’t let me go,
See the tears I have cried,
Listen to my cry,
Look into my eyes,
My world is black and white,
Cut my wrist,
Black my eyes,
Blacken these thoughts I think of,
Black and white is all I can see,
The tears is all I can feel,
Feel me fading away,
Watching myself falling apart,
Look deep into my eyes,
Can you see me,
Can you feel the pain I feel,
I don’t understand why I am feeling this sad,
All the moments that once we shared has faded away like others have,
I never did tried to see the beyond the black and white clouds,
I need to face what I have become,
I need to find my way back,
The black and white is all I can see and feel,
My world has been black and white.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Understanding

Why do we fight both black and white
'Cause we don't understand
If you give-you get-but if you want respect
Then please understand
Hatred begins and no one wins
Tell me who pays the price
From our generation to the next
Have respect for human life
A man kills another man for things he doens't understand
How can someone take a another life
If people just don't give a damn
Can't respect a man for what he is a man
Then the world will destruct from racial strife
I do believe in self-and self-respect is where it starts
You have to love yourself before you love me
And if love must play a part-then it has to come from the heart
In order for the pain of hate to cease
We got-we got-we got to stop hatred
Hatred is something perpetrated by lies
We got-we got-we got to have justice
The system plays god by who lives or dies
We got-we got- we got to have equality
Do not judge a man by the color of his skin
We need-we need- we need understanding
To make this world a better place to live in

song performed by by 24-7 Spyz
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Black & White Television

I looked in the mirror then
Saw my face in a dream.
With eyes sharp as diamonds
Blessed with clear vision.
Things were not as they seemed.
Black and white television
Stared back from the wall.
Is that my life?
Am I here at all?
Down in the high road, see
Motor cavalcades glide
Past shopwindow dressers
Desperately covering
All the parts they can hide.
Black and white television
Stares at me again.
Is that their lives?
Even dummies pretend.
The truth is so hard to deny.
The answer is here.
The screen never lies.
Black and white television.
Its the right television.
Show me its all a dream tonight.
The boys on the corner sulk
In their suzuki haze.
In primary colours
(each year more startling)
But they still fade to grey
On black and white television.
Its sweeping the land.
Is that your life?
Do you understand?
The truth is so hard to deny.
The answer is here.
The screen never lies.
Black and white television.
Back the right television.
Black and white television.
Hard to fight television.
Show me its all a dream tonight.

song performed by by Jethro Tull
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