We Remain In Cemented Disbelief
Mayan texts were burned.
Egyptian monuments,
Were tampered and disfigured.
The Chinese were first to map the seas.
And we remain in cemented disbelief,
With a recreated history...
For purposes to deceive.
And Africans?
Well...
Who does not know,
They were the original kings and queens.
While those who are native of these shores,
Were quickly erased...
To be replaced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Fall Of The Mayan Empire
They slashed and burned the forests
To support their growth of crops
They farmed land till the topsoil
Was by the rains washed off.
The Mayan population
Grew malnourished and then died
And the mighty Mayan empire
Then slipped slowly out of sight.
This farming's being repeated
In rainforests the world wide
Why can't we learn from history?
Why can't we get it right?
poem by David Keig
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Riverboat
Riverboat,
Revolution!
Light,
Darkness,
Stuff,
Selection,
Seed,
Weed,
Need,
Deed,
Heed!
In this world,
Back to life,
Queens,
Kings,
Juggling,
Watching,
Kings and Queens! !
The theory,
The story,
The history,
The glory!
With the pressure;
But, 'sorry' is a sorry word.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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One Gear
It is easy for some to move in one gear.
To play it safe and cosmetic.
For purposes not to stir up dust.
Or attract attention...
To early forms of deception.
While enhancing a well maneuvered advancement.
To smolder and smooze,
With an unknown hoodwinking set to entrance.
The slicker and sly the plot...
The better.
Creative theft is not original.
Theft is theft!
But those who move in this low gear,
Can not produce and deceive at the same time.
The quality and lustre of their lies,
Leaves nothing creative about their input!
They are in one gear.
And it takes a while to notice it.
However...
Those who have?
Have been quickly dismissed.
And slandered to keep them from profit.
They were of genuine deeds,
That could not be plagiarized by those shallow!
So those who remain shallow...
Remain shallow.
And it shows that is all they know.
Moving slow in one gear.
To prove...?
To prove something insignificant,
To someone who was foolish enough to pay the price....
To observe the redundancy,
In its stagnant commitment achieved.
Giving people what they accept.
Not what they want or can get...
In this,
One gear delivered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Rulers
Who are these Kings, Queens and Rulers
that we see?
And what makes them any better than you or me?
Did our God create them to rule over men
and if He did then why, how or when?
No, I say this God I don't perceive.
We have created them. This I believe.
We acquiesed quietly, giving our consent.
My God did not make us to be subservient.
I believe way back in our history's past
something evil occured to make this last.
And so it continues right up to today
and the masses accept it as if it's fair play.
And who are these blue-bloods that conquer and rule?
These are not leaders They are too cruel.
These are the Kings, Queens and Rulers that we see.
And there's not a one of them
made like you or me.
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I don't know where you are.
All my messages have been erased.
And replaced,
By question marks.
For five years I saved each one.
And the other day I awakened...
There was nothing.
I had none.
And the email we shared,
And exchanged with one another.
Is gone!
Including every address,
I hung onto has vanished!
I don't know where you are.
All my messages have been erased.
And replaced,
By question marks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Kingdom
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
The wild and eerie winter is upon us,
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Your solution to royalty is absolutely ahead,
The summer believed me, it was absoluteness,
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
We say and did formulae of chemistry in bed,
The same post of evil as absentmindedness,
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Our results bespeak in front of the led,
The exact opposite of leading is malice,
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
When does the king seek kindness from the misled?
Your happiness is special with malpractice.
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
The understanding I sought was hunger to be read,
A shining example of pride is in books of passiveness.
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
poem by Naveed Akram
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What Changed Here?
except for the new landmarks
the erased bank of the
river, a new route
a new name of the street
another mayor of this town
and a few of his
selected council, a new market
cemented roads, and
a purple colored mall,
new faces of children
a set of migrants,
nothing really changed here
the town still bears the mark of torture
silenced screams, disappearing souls
still seeking the hall of justice,
bodies in pain, faces shrinking,
disfigured bones
unaccounted names of children
used for the choked revolution
these matters still hold the truth
in both hands, they still exist and hound
and howl
and haunt us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Farmer
Clad in shabby dress, stinks sweat,
A churlish who works day and night
In the field,
To speed up the pace of progress,
To continue the game of politics,
The destiny of kingdoms
Lies on his rough palms,
By dint of his being,
The kings are kings and
The queens are queens,
He is the father of civilization.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Dont Stop For No-one
Dont stop for no-one
And then it goes on
(repeat 3 times)
One day my father said to me
its time for you to leave,
But dont wait for me, its pre-destiny
Dont wait around for someone to believe in
You know, history dont stop for no-one
Just like moses waiting on the mountain
You know, history dont stop for no-one
Dont hang around in the babylonian gardens
You know, history dont stop for no-one
(? ) tourist attraction
You know, history dont stop for no-one
Dont stop for no-one
And then it goes on
(repeat)
Sometimes I told I must confess
To a life of tenderness
But I just repeat what he said to me:
dont close your eyes because seeing is believing
You know, history dont stop for no-one
(? ) child, fighting for a meaning
You know, history dont stop for no-one
Dont dream too long, its time to awake now
You know, history dont stop for no-one
Like sleeping lucy waiting for a kiss now
You know, history dont stop for no-one
I think you know the way its gonna go now
You know, history dont stop for no-one
From aztech kings to new york queens
And then it goes on
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Tye
I was once a great queen of Egypt,
Though I ‘am just a lifeless mummy now,
I was once at the heart of Egyptian life,
I became first queen of real power,
I helped shape history through my actions,
My name still lives on today,
People still carry my name after all these years,
I have become as close to immortal as any human can,
History still remembers who I was,
The Tye name lives on across the world,
People still us my name with pride,
Though I died so long ago I still live on,
Showing the world what I achieved,
I was the first woman to become an equal to men,
People respected me for my wisdom and intellect,
I paved the way for all those who followed me,
I was the first of many great queens though-out history,
I ‘am a sign of what could be achieved by one person.
poem by Christopher Tye
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Style of Delivery
Attacking one's style of delivery,
And refusing to acknowledge the substance implied...
For purposes to keep mentalities sugarized.
Allows an atmosphere to remain cut pasted and safe.
To continue a pledge of devotion,
Increasingly devoid of progress.
And of faith!
While keeping the people fast asleep.
With wishes not to be disturbed...
By a blatant theft of their consciousness,
From them pilfered by deception reeked!
To leave them undeterred.
And...
With minds voluntarily sold that truth produces,
An evilness identified that should not be induced.
But the goal that should be idolized,
Is the gold that should stay fixed...
In their clouded and dulled eyes.
And from them a significance,
Of life lived must be erased.
To adjust as their standards,
And way of life slowly is replaced.
With a drugging of acceptance,
Done!
In their collective distraught faces.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kings And Queens
We live in a world with Kings and Queens –
who blind your eyes and steal your dreams,
for you hope to have a life’s that grand, but reality is –
you are tied to this land, this land controlled by a “Hierarchy” the ones
in power,
the ones who say we are “free” –society?
Paying taxes so the Kings and Queens can have a bigger treasury!
Copyright 2006 Christina Sunrise
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Dead Library
There they go, bearing him in tears;
another gift for termites and earthworms,
another place in history foregone.
Just humus to the soil for all his toil.
Had I known, the poor fellow cried,
a break from pursuit of wealth and health
I would have taken to make felt
my Name in the pages of history.
Jets, cars and chariots all shall fade.
Castles, plantations all shall be obscured
with time's demise but history salutes
those who march on it in inky lines.
They that add no lines to the living
library get dead alongside their texts.
Selfishly, they read and saw nothing to write.
Read by none, their texts are in the Dead Library.
Mazi Ikechukwu Bismarck Oji
18th June,2010
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I've always been interested in the history of the West, our country and particularly as it relates to the Native Americans - the original Americans.
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We have our own history, our own language, our own culture. But our destiny is also tied up with the destinies of other people - history has made us all South Africans.
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Kings And Queens
Long ago in days I'm told
Were ruled by Lords of greed
Maidens fared with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings and queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchment laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I lived this life afore
Somehow know now truths I must be sure
Tossin
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Kept Integrity
I remember early in my expressions as a writer,
I was told I did not represent my plantation roots.
I didn't depict those sufferings,
My ancestors experienced in the fields...
As they plotted to set themselves free from slavery.
Well...
All Black folks weren't shackled and chained.
Quite a few Africans sailed the seas with the Chinese,
Long before claims were made and history re-written...
By the 'others' who say to have discovered what they didn't.
I come from a long line of pioneers.
And there is nothing in my heritage,
That keeps me tied to paying an annual homage...
To being oppressed and grateful,
While I address this on a daily basis.
As I display a disrespect for myself.
And express a lack of identity.
None of my ancestors,
Would have never allowed me to reflect...
That kind of ignorance.
They may have been tricked and deceived,
To abandon their palaces and kingdoms...
But a kept integrity will never be diminished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Will Anyone Understand the History of This?
If something has been intentionally diminished,
From its original significance...
Can it be reintroduced,
To be given its proper respect?
Will it be accepted?
Will a discovery of this then be protected?
If this is done...
Will those affected forgive and forget?
And if this has been done to someone sincere...
Should they carry a bitterness to be shown?
Should they be accused of having 'attitude'
And keep that as a defense...
To project to anyone approaching close.
Or wishes again to appear and come near?
Will anyone understand the history of this?
Or will something they did not start...
Be clearly understood and dismissed?
Like calling someone the 'N' word...
To later discover,
They have influence with Kings and Queens.
Barons who control resources....they know!
And other folks like this,
They don't brag about or show.
Should someone who has been reduced...
Excuse the ignorance that appears?
Or should they realize the environment that is?
To keep a peace of mind with them...
Knowing foolish nonsense like this is praised.
And where they are for the moment...
Is a place where the folks,
Have been raised to be crazed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Themselves Deceive
When people sell with a doing,
To those who become sold...
They themselves deceive.
With a doing done they say they do,
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
Since many possess college degrees....
In the hopes to receive achievement to get,
Competence with a common sense...
But they themselves deceive...
With minds feeding on 'bling' and greed.!
People like this are not taught how to feel,
A difference between what is fake and what's real.
They themselves deceive.
With a thinking they do this to other people,
They themselves deceive.
People like this are not taught to assess,
Correct ways to live and with honesty best.
People who cheat find it weak to confess.
They themselves deceive,
Unknowing it with doing!
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive!
And a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive.
With a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rochester Cathedral 2005
Pass by this ancient door and pause
Look upon it very history etched in stone
Wonder at its age and all who stood,
As you are standing now, looking.
The good and great of history
Have passed its portals just like you
Kings and Queens of every age
Have worshiped here, the Christ King.
Sit, be still, as voices young and old
Raise in perfect sound, the alleluia’s
To echo round the vaulted heights.
Kneel and pray as others have
So many times before through history
Evidence of the living God worshiped still.
Here Justus placed his knee in prayer
When all was daub and wattle
The imprint of history remains however
A time line of experience, and calling.
Today its mission written large in stone
To worship the alpha and omega
We see its beginnings, its end?
Is always in the future, waiting.
poem by James Tipp
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