Why the Race Hatred?
Why-Why-Why humanity is war-like?
For every little reason each other they want to strike
As in the war a grenade blow up a man's feet,
In all his life he hated all in the enemy country,
All of them he wanted to beat.
A woman had bad experience with a priest,
So, in all her miserable life she hated God, as a nonconfirmist.
The world is full with race, color, parents, even neighbor hatred,
All those foolish people destroying themselves.
Because about their own life they are agitated.
There are good and bad in every race
It is foolish to hate all, it is your own disgrace
If you hate the whole race because one did you wrong,
You'll answer with a miserable life, don't be headstrong.
So many wise teacher talked about peace and love in their teaching,
Wake up people, stop being a hypocrite, get some understanding.
See, that you are not better then anyone on this planet,
For your own sake live in peace, & respect others,
That you never should forget.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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~~I Hate You~
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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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The Race
Wakeup People! Stop being inhuman
Lets make OUR World a better place
Do not let it, to be divided for anything
Not in the name of Religion, Race, Region,
And Class, Creed, and Gender
Earth is the One planet with life
Celebrate its Diversity!
There is a place for everybody
Why taint it with hatred and destroy it?
Can you create anything like Earth?
Just Try to Protect Whatever already exists
Nobody is Superior here, mere mortals
Come, Live, Let Live and Got to Go One Day
So Let it be ' The Planet Earth '
Don't make it a hell, Don't Let Anyone Do That
Human Race is the Only Greedy Race
Constantly Utilising all the Natural Resources
Blaming Other Species and Other Factors
Watch Yourself and Your Environment
Bring in Peace, Natural Way Of Life;
Celebrate Life!
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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This Hate
I hate the word terrorist
I hate how it is used
I hate the war began by it
I hate the hate that ensues
I hate the politicians, who squander human lives
I hate the people
I hate the people who allow
I hate the people who ignore the truth
I hate myself who stands helpless, frustrated, and confused
I hate… hate
I hate the truth of today
I hate the horror of yesterday
I hate that I cannot forget
I hate the media who conform the masses
I hate the fear that leaves a repugnant odor
I hate those that use this fear to kill
All this hate I bear eats at me
This hate eats you
Hate will consume us, until all of humanity is lost
While I spin so does the world
While we die so does the world
While the world is at war
There will be no winner
There will be no victory
There will be no peace
Wake up……
WAKE up…….
WAKE UP………
So we can end this hate
poem by Samson Minder
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Race:
Tell me who chose his race
Who has designed his face,
Before he was born?
Is it you?
Show me your race request!
Explain to me your color pallet
Why are you putting race first?
Did your ancestry choose
Their skin color?
Did color even matter?
Who gives you the right,
To discriminate against others?
Telling me we are "not equal"
Putting yourself against the bible
Get out of this circle
Get out of this bubble
This action is reversible.
So much taste of pain
Too much mark of chain
Not to remember, not to maintain
The spirit and the complain
To the next generation, you explain!
As it takes love
To love someone else
It takes more than love
To love who hated you
You have to embrace
A total different race
If you are a racist
You need God's grace
If you are a sexist
You are out of trace.
Little Richard created Rock n Roll
Who is control it?
British created Soccer
Who is best at it?
People lynched people
Over race
People burned people
Over sect
People killed people
Over religion
If you discriminate
You have lost the race
Under the skin we are one
Black, White, Spanish
Asian, Indian just name
Human being is universal
Living in peace is principal
With every race is just moral.
poem by Dieury Dumas
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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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I Hate The World
I hate every hair on your head
I wish you were dead
I'll burn your house down
smash your car
sell your rims and go to the bar
I hate this place
despise the human race
I hate your laugh
I hate your eyes
I hate your lies
I hate everything
hated my schools
hate my job
but more than anything else
Its me
I hate myself
I hate this poem
I hate right now
I hate this computer
I hate my fingers
I hate you
I hate movies
I hate tv
go die
poem by Matt Cervantes
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Is War The True Peace Maker?
Peace separates while war
brings people together. It
is a reversed world we live in.
Why must we live in dischord
before we are brought together?
Dischord seems to be doing more
for the world than unity should be for
the with countries at war with each
other which we discover where our
true alllies lay. There is no better
relationship in the world untill the allies
gather for the same underlying reason.
How can we say we love when people
say you don't belong here because of
your race? Peace what peace it has
shriveled up and withered away like the
dying flowers. Why must we fight to gain peace?
Why can we not be people who love no
matter what the race or crime. There should
be a law about the idea of going to war to
get peace for all war does is create a unique
bond between certain countries but dischord
amongst others. Is war the true peace maker?
Those That KNow Reasoning
You cannot have what isn't yours
You cannot give what isn't yours
You cannot take what wasn't given to you
You cannot own what belongs to no one
You cannot buy what is not for sale
You cannot discover something when there are already people there
You cannot earn something that is worthless
You cannot celebrate victories never won
You should not die for no reason
You should not hate for no reason
You should not quarrel for no reason
You should not defend for no reason
You should not kill for no reason
You should not murder for any reason
You should not destroy for the sake of destruction
You should not build for the sake of building
You should dance for no reason
You should laugh for no reason
You should smile for no reason
You should love for no reason
You should go for the sake of traveling
You should know for the sake of knowing
You should venture out or you will stagnate
You should respect Mother Nature
You should share the planet for it is all we have
You should make peace for this is reason
In war there are no winners, only those who are left
Death, life, love, friends, and family are the only thing worthwhile in existence worthy of celebration
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Life Is A Teacher
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to live.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to win.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to laugh.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to make other people cry.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to love.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to hate.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to win honour.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to embarrass others.
Indeed, life is a great teacher as it teaches everything.
And in this very greatness lies life's weakness, that it teaches everything.
It teaches how to love, but also teaches how to hate.
It teaches how to help, but also teaches how to harm.
It teaches how to honour (others) , but also teaches how to embarrass (others) .
It teaches how to laugh, but also teaches how to make other people cry.
Wish life were a bit selective in its teaching.
But can't we be a bit selective in taking lessons?
I Love That I Love You
I love that you are here with me
I love that we are still friends
I love when we talk you always smile
I love that you’re alive
I love that I make you happy
I love that I can’t forget you
I love that it’s everything I wanted
I love that you’re here
I love when you smile
I love that I always smile with you
I love that we get along wherever we are
I love that I love you
I love when we laugh together
I love when I hug you
I love that our friends know,
I love you
I love that I only want you
I love that fate brought us together
I love the way you talk to me
I love that you are here in my life
I love how you choose me than them
I love your words
I love that you’re clean
I love that you make me feel special
I love that you’re mine
I love our friends
I love how you’re peaceful
I love your parents
I love how well they’ve raised you
I love seeing you smile
I love that you mean so much
I love that I love you
I love how I would kill to be with you
I love that you’re in my heart forever
I love that you are my first love but
I hate that I love you too much
I hate that I don't hate you
Lilly James
I hate that you left me
I have that I fell for you
I hate that your smile haunts
I hate that you died
I hate that I can't be angry
I hate that I'm upset
I hate that you wanted this
I hate that I wasn't enough
I hate that I couldn't make you happy
I hate that your gone
I hate that I don't hate you
I hate that your laugh is gone
I hate your gentle kisses
I hate your friends for not crying
I hate that I can't stop crying
I hate that life goes on
I hate that your not actually dead
I hate your choices
I hate the drugs that you love
I hate I feel that your dead
I hate you're no longer mine
I hate the people you now call friends
I hate the men you sleep with
I hate your dad for what he's done
I hate seeing you so unhappy
I hate so many things but the one
I hate the most
I hate that I love you
I hate I would die for you
I hate I'll never get over you
I hate this new you
I hate myself for not hating you
poem by Katie Countryman
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A World Filled With Hate
This world is filled with hate
Hate against life
Hate against your friends
Hate against your pet
Hate against the rain
Hate against a busdriver
Hate against your teacher
Hate against your parents
Hate against your brothers and sisters
Hate against a difficult game
Hate against your job
Hate against the way you live
Hate against your body
Hate against a withering flower
Hate against a not-working car
Hate against someone hurting you
Hate against a child that doesn't obey
Hate against the cloudy sky
Hate against God
Hate against the death
So much hate in everyone of us
We're filled with it
But only a little dropp of love
In this hate filled world
Could overcome every bit of hate
poem by Angel of Death
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Prejudice and Racism
Prejudice
I don't like him or her or them
because they are
white, black, Asian, European, Middle Eastern,
Jewish, Christian, Muslim, Atheist,
those narrow-minded vegetarians,
and those cruel murderers who eat meat.
Look at those geeks, and nerds, and goths.
Why would anyone want to be emo or scene?
What kind of loser likes classical music and books?
Look at those disgraces to humanity
who have tattoos and piercings.
Look at how fat she is, and how skinny he is!
You jocks and preppy girls, you think you are so good.
Obviously anyone who watches TV or drinks beer is a bum,
and don't you hate those teens always texting on their phones?
People are prejudiced
against everyone and everything,
how you look, and what you do,
whether you are young or old,
male or female, what you believe and what you don't.
And let us not forget those people
who are prejudiced against people
who are prejudiced.
Racism
The blacks
the whites
the Asians
the Indians
the Middle Easterns
the Italians
the Jews
the Mexicans
the Russians
the Chinese
the Japanese
the English
the French
the humans.
No matter where you are from
there are people who will hate you
because of your race and nationality.
You cannot control
where you are born
nor your heritage
any more
than you can control
being a human.
Yet, that does not matter
to the racists.
Why would you judge someone
on such a silly thing?
Does it really make a difference
whether you were born here or there?
Does the color of your skin
affect your mind, heart, or soul?
Do the faults of our ancestors
become our faults?
Perhaps,
perhaps race does matter.
Perhaps someone who is white
is intrinsically different
than someone who is black.
Perhaps all Asians
are different
than Europeans.
It is true,
that certain characteristics
are more common in some races than others -
stereotypes do not form without reason.
Yet even so,
even if a stereotype does apply to a race,
does that make the race good or bad?
And even if a stereotype does apply to a race,
can that stereotype be applied
to every member of the race?
Is not every single person in the world
different and unique?
Can there never be exceptions to rules?
Must you really hate someone
because of where they are from
and who there parents are?
poem by Zachary Zuccaro
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Live In Peace and Harmony
I once was asked
Is there peace
In this world
I wish I could say
Yes there is peace
In this life
But the war's
Are to many
People die
Every day
What can we do?
To stop death in its wake
Why must men
Take a human life
Why must men
Fight for their lives
In wars that are senseless
Ignoring the frailty of life
Teardrops are falling
At all the lost souls
Will humanity ever see?
This world
Live in Peace and Harmony
All I can do is cry
All I can do is pray
That we all live to see
Peace and Harmony in our lives
poem by Kaila George
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A Race Already Won
We’re in a race already won, in the race we daily run,
It is the race we call life, won for us by Jesus Christ,
A race we run so many ways, living out all our days,
Racing upon this earth, for a crown of Eternal worth.
As we run for that prize, in this race, we fix our eyes,
On The Author of our faith, guiding us by His Grace,
For as we live this daily life, we run into undue strife,
Difficulties along our way, we go through every day.
We remember as we run, that the race has been won,
For this Truth we receive, when, in Christ, we believe,
Our Lord, in Who we trust, won this race for all of us,
When He finished at Calvary, providing to us Victory.
So when we run into a test, in our Lord, we shall rest,
As we are in God’s Hand, when we don’t understand,
So in the midst of the race, we simply seek His face,
Then He gives to us peace, as we run doesn’t cease.
Anyone today can choose, this race, they can’t lose,
The race that’s been won, by Jesus, God’s own Son,
And to Him alone we raise, as a victor, eternal praise,
As we gain Eternal Life, in this race with Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©01/2010)
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The first commandment is: Love yourself, because only then you can love & respect others and others will love & respect you.
Listen to yourself. What you think and say will come back to you many fold.
How you think, you pick up your food & lifestyle and what your life style is, what you are. If you do not like it, change your attitude.
What is on your mind, that is what you have to learn from.
Play your drum (whatever your talent is) for all to see because that is what you have to learn here and now in this life.
The teacher is the one who has to learn what he/she is teaching, so, teach, that is how you progress.
Trying to control life or fate is a foolish illusion, which brings sorrow, problems, sickness, but never what one wants.
Let go, let God, follow your feelings, let it be good or bad, because we all play out somebody's thoughts, as we are all connected with a silver line. One cannot be without the other. This is humanity, where everybody is an important part of the other.
If you do everything from the heart and happily praise or criticism have no effect on your peace or self confidence.
Whatever you think, eat, drink & do today will effect your health, good living & happiness tomorrow & in the future.
Do not fight life, sickness, even cancer, because if you fight, you never win. Instead calm down, welcome the problem and believe if you do your best to solve it, whatever comes out of it, will work out for good.
When you respect yourself, then you can respect others too.
If you blame others or get angry, you are not right.
Healthy body comes from healthy thinking, which have self love, love to others, self confidence and follows the guide of the Spirit. Work toward that, it is never late.
The secret of Health and Happiness:
Faith in goodness
Good nutrition
Enough movements, sunshine
Love for mankind
And never fall for the sins (too much righteousness, pride, hatred, anger, lust, power-lust, gluttony, greed & laziness) .
The Wise Ones teaching:
Reproof of instruction are the ways of life.
Fools despise wisdom, instruction & knowledge.
Find knowledge, get understanding.
Trust in the Lord, know that everything is necessary for your own progression.
Life and death are in the power of the tongue.
Shed light on your past that your future would be clearer.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Green Peace
I have heard great Emperor Ashoka vowed not fight
His inner conscious rebelled and forced him to act right
He sent her daughter to far countries with message of peace
To propagate the message of love and shun the violence
'I take refuge/shelter to his kingdom'
The slogans are chanted to ask for freedom
Freedom for coming out of social evils
Save the precious lives and vow not to kill
Green is sacred color and represents peace
You may remain mighty and powerful but may prefer life at ease
To live within sacred norms and hurt no one
Harmony and co existence for all and not for one
We live artificial life today
Crush the green forests and find the way
Rob the animals from their natural habitat
Push them to death for satisfying royal habits
Many have done it in past and does need its repetition
There is neck cut rivalry and arms competition
Humanity may suffer if not halted mad race
We need to offer peace in any case
No religion preaches hated and disobedience
Love is the only way and last chance
How many times you may annihilate the human race?
It may still survive on the earth's surface
We are going against his wish
There is nothing like fight to finish
Let us make it green for all the times to come
Any peace initiative or efforts must be welcome
What world may look if greenery is developed within?
What big parks and forests will do in lovely chain?
Of course, peace may prevail and environment too
Hearts may change and peace may come true
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Knuckle Down
(andy partridge)
Knuckle down,
Love his skin,
It doesnt matter what colour skin hes locked in,
Knuckle down,
Knuckle down and love that skin.
Knuckle down,
Love his race,
It doesnt matter if you win or lose a little face,
Knuckle down and love that race.
One bright morning the world might end with a big bang,
And youll never get yourself another chance.
Put aside the hoodoo and some of the voodoo,
bout people being different,
Theyre not so different.
Take them by the arm and run to the street,
Take a little drum to supply the beat,
Soon the whole world will be up on its feet and dancing.
For my sake,
Wont you put your knuckles down, boys?
For my sake,
Wont you put you knuckles down?
Love her skin,
It doesnt matter what colour skin shes locked in,
Knuckle down,
Knuckle down and love that skin.
Knuckle down,
Love her race,
It doesnt matter if you win or lose a little face,
Knuckle down and love that race.
One bright morning you just might wake when the coin drops,
Even though you think that love is such a corny thing.
You can burst the bubble full up with trouble,
Says that people always got to be fighting
(not right!)
Take them by the arm and run to the fields,
Blow on your horn until jericho yields,
Soon the whole world will lay down swords and shield for singing.
For my sake,
Wont you put your knuckles down, boys?
For my sake,
Wont you put you knuckles down?
song performed by by Xtc
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Am I Crazy
Words that keep on coming
into my crazy mind, but why?
they enter they run around,
confuse, they drive me mad.
Nuisance this world of ours,
silly too the words that come,
they go away to come again,
in and out, they roundabout.
Turning they fly into my mind,
where or how who made these
crazy words come in, silly too
To I find my mind so troubled.
Am I mad, am I sane, am I crazy,
am I nuts, am I around the bend,
am I creating, do I have a problem,
do I have a gift for crazy thoughts?
Is it wrong to question, wrong to ask,
is the world mad or am I pretty dumb,
or should I become like a good sheep,
become a flock, a clique, a tag along?
I need to have an answer or a reply;
life is everywhere, so beautiful to see,
people love, they have their families,
they help each other, they marry too.
In all the crazy words, questions found;
if our world is full of beauty, full of growth,
if we love someone who is a human being,
a member of the human race that cares.
Most try to make a better world to live,
yet some who believe in this or that,
try to sweep the love the care away,
they kill, they hurt, they make the war.
Why use weapons to destroy beauty
of our world, make the bombs, the guns
that kill, spoil our world, hurt, injure
wound people, damage work that’s built?
If you can say my crazy words are wrong,
and give good reasons why you’d rather war,
kill people, destroy their homes their lives,
destroy trust, truth, spread hate not love.
Than live a life of love, harmony, of peace.
Convince me of your love for all mankind,
Only then and with much persuasion will I
be a good sheep, who follows, tags along.
Indifferent, unconcerned by worlds at war.
Bob Blackwell
23-05-2010
poem by Bob Blackwell
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I Hate It
i hate this stupid world
and the place i have in it
i hate this stupid house
and the life that its finished
i hate this computer
so ragged, so slow
i hate all the things
that i do not know
i hate the way words
can bring a person to their knees
i hate that hearts
break so easily
i hate that people die
when theyre oh so young in age
i hate it when my book
is oddly missing a page
i hate it when you cry
and won't tell me what's wrong
i hate the way people write random stuff
and sing it and call it a song
i hate that life sucks
and always will for me
i hate it that we can't
go on living happily
i hate it that i like you
when you so obviously don't like me back
i hate it when my parents
never cut me any slack
i hate it that im breaking
and nothing can fix the truth
i hate my wounds for healing
and not staying to give proof
i hate that i hate so many things
yet i don't regret a bit
i hate it that i don't always hate the days
when i feel like shit
poem by Something Changing
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Hate is Such a Strong Word
I hate my life.
I hate that we have to eat whatever my parents want
Everyday
Even though I usually don't like it
They don't care
I hate that I don't live up to the standards set by my brother
And parents
I hate that I'm the stupidest one in my family
And they tell me
I hate that I'm not pretty.
I hate that I am fat.
I hate that people try to tell me that I am pretty
And that I'm thin
I'm not
They won't get over it
I hate that I can't get over little things.
I hate that boys never like me.
None have
I think they're really sweet sometimes
But they all just like my friends.
I hate that all of my friends are pretty,
And nice,
And smart.
And it makes me feel really subpar.
Even though they have no idea how much it hurts.
I hate that my friends get all the attention.
I hate that I'm insecure.
I hate that I have had an eating disorder.
I hate that I'm depressed.
I hate that I am too embarrassed
So I don't go see a nutritionist
Doctor said so.
I hate that I can't cry.
I hate that I blow things out of proportion.
I hate that I am such a drama queen.
I hate that everyone is better at things than I am-
Singing.
School.
I hate that I still have glasses.
I hate that I am so uncomfortable in my own skin
And am scared to let people see the real me.
I hate that I hate so many things.
I hate that people think no one cares-
When for me they really don't.
I hate that I have absolutely zero confidence in myself.
I hate that I've thought about committing suicide.
And that I'm such a teenage cliché.
I hate that my grandfather is dead
It's not his fault he died so near a national holiday
And no one seems to notice how much it is affecting me.
I hate that my family is always stressed out.
I hate that if my parents read this
They probably would pretend to care
Then would go and complain about how horrible I am
And how I take everything for granted.
I hate that everyone else in my family can seem happy.
I hate that I am a selfish spoiled bitch
Because I don't try to be
I hate that I don't know what to do anymore.
I hate that I'm so confused.
I hate that I hate my life.
poem by Jennie Scheihing
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