Dowry
A deal in helpless conditions
Yet arranged with great zeal,
A crime againt humanity
Yet committed by even the guardians of law.
Certainly a crime committed by both sides,
One offers
And other demands
Both are equally responsible,
Both are inhuman and immoral,
Both deserve punishment.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Law and claw
Convicted of the crime that you committed,
You will absolve the guilt.
Convicted of the crime that you uncommitted,
You will curse the guilt.
Acquitted of the crime that you
uncommitted,
You will evict the guilt.
Acquitted of the crime that you committed,
You die of the guilt.
To escape from law
is to succumb to conscience’s claw.
29.12.2001, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Funky Crime
Why do you do what you do
I do what I want to do
who said you could do what you do
I told you who told me to
I do what I want to do
I do what I want to do
funky crime funky crime
don't you know funk's colors blind
well I've committed a funky crime
against a state of mind
Hey you mister interview
I don't have to answer you
this is what I grew into
don't judge me and my soul stew
cause funk is my attitude
funk is my attitude
funky crime funky crime
don't you know funk's colors blind
well I've committed a funky crime
against a state of mind
Barriers of race
in the media take place
tellin'you there is no room
for what you do
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from The Uplift Mofo Party Plan
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The fact is that far more crime and child abuse has been committed by zealots in the name of God, Jesus and Mohammed than has ever been committed in the name of Satan. Many people don’t like that statement, but few can argue with it.
quote by Carl Sagan
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Consolation
O but there is wisdom
In what the sages said;
But stretch that body for a while
And lay down that head
Till I have told the sages
Where man is comforted.
How could passion run so deep
Had I never thought
That the crime of being born
Blackens all our lot?
But where the crime's committed
The crime can be forgot.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Sin cannot be absolved
I smoke,
Knowingly its consequence.
I indulge
With other women
Knowing that it is immoral.
Every crime is executed,
With implications known.
What is the use of prayer?
Can offerings absolve the sin
committed?
21.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Committed
committed! !
me and my boyfriend have made a pact
we are committed and thats the fact
he will not screw any other women apart from me
and i will not seduce anyone else apart from him
committed! !
we will be a heathy twosome or so it seems
with this thought in our mind our relationship will gleam
yes sir we are a committed bunch
the world will sing praises of our relationship
the world will stand and admire our friendship
committed! !
he will screw me till his hearts content
as i behind his back will screw all his friends
he on the other hand will bang all my friends
yes sir we are a committed and our relationship is as firm as steel
committed! ! !
it's a word not to be taken lightly
it's the bed rock of all relationships strong and mighty
yes indeed we are committed
he can't screw anyone and i ca'nt be promiscious it's not permitted
we are so so very committed
committed! !
yes sir committed indeed
we are the two us sailin merreyly in our ship
when he is angry with me he does the maid
when i am upset with him i get laid
committed! !
we are thinck as thives
till his money runs out and i have fullfilled all my needs
oh sir we are so so so very committed....................
poem by Anuj Tikku
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The Tragedy of Being Human
I'm human,
I cry a lot,
I think a lot,
Because the answers,
Come in spurts, if ever,
Or Never.
I'm human,
And I want to know why,
People have to die,
Or be killed?
No crime committed,
As if they were a helpless Fly,
I cry.
I'm human,
And I wonder why
We Love?
And look towards the sky,
Trying to understand,
Passion, commitment and pain,
The loved and the unloved,
The sane and the insane,
Explain?
I'm human,
But what hurts the most,
Is to hear men boast,
Of their dictatorial powers,
Built on despicable,
Babel Towers,
A real catastrophe,
Not for me.
And finally,
I'm tired of being Human,
And seeing how Inhuman,
Man towards Man can be,
I quit being human,
I'm free....
poem by Sandra Feldman
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Stop Abortions
When you kill your own baby
In its natural home called ‘Womb’,
In a way most barbaric:
Aren’t you inviting your doom?
When you decaptitate child,
Who has committed no crime,
Can God forgive your grave sin,
If His judgment be called fair?
When you dismember your child
That is live, writhing in pain,
What a heinous crime you do
That’s inhuman to the core.
When you take the life God gives,
For no reason ruthlessly,
Won’t God do the same to you
In the measure that you make?
Woman, man, please do not kill
Your baby formed in the womb,
’tis just blatant homicide,
Most inexcusable too!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 23-7-2010
poem by John Celes
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This Crime
The want of this crime is astronomical,
Feeling like the weight of a star, like our own
That shines in heaven’s quarters,
As if it smiled upon our face everyday.
This crime harasses us day by day,
Feeling us like heat and never losing the effect,
It is astronomical.
The fight of a century was boundless
Like the infinite chasm called space
Where our family resides,
In a palace we call the stars.
The crime of a century has been committed
Like the message has been conveyed,
To too many people.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Judgement
Can you tell what you saw?
Tell us where was righteous law?
How many wilful people, witness crime?
Unhidden crime outlined, juvenile daytime?
Crime committed congested local store?
Could you tell who revealingly, stupidly stole?
What they homeward hidden bore?
How much items cost at stolen social core?
Which police ask tedious, alienating questions?
Fruit confronts fraternal, bribe parole suggestions?
Which question baits heaves hardest score?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I am the punishment of God. If you had not committed great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me upon you.
quote by Ginghis Han
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In The Middle Of Crime
Caught in the middle of heaven,
We launch ourselves into the snow.
We are in some sort of disguise,
The rest of us are in a crime.
A felony has been committed,
Played by the criminals in the snow.
In this heavenly snow we seek the right solution,
Of course the relaxation comes afterwards.
Crime is spelt like a child,
Playing above the rest.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Holocaust was the most evil crime ever committed.
quote by Stephen Ambrose
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He has committed the crime who profits by it.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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I haven't committed a crime. What I did was fail to comply with the law.
quote by David Dinkins
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If it is committed in the name of God or country, there is no crime so heinous that the public will not forgive it.
quote by Tom Robbins
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We are not supposed to go out and kill all those we suspect to have committed a crime.
quote by Bianca Jagger
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A newly committed crime awakens sleeping ones.
Crime, And Justice...
crime, and justice,
how do we decide?
the crime committed,
but what caused the crime?
poverty, need,
addiction, hopelessness.
the anger of the owned,
lashing out indiscriminately.
but the choice is still there.
in the final it is!
but violence breeds violence,
and greed breeds violence.
we bury the victim,
listening for footsteps down the hall.
the executioner closes his eyes
as if to absolve.
and we bury another.
those that have still have.
well protected, well insulated,
and the courtroom is empty.
choices?
who owns the choice?
in the final judgement,
whose hands will be clean?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Growing old's like being increasingly penalized for a crime you haven't committed.
quote by Anthony Powell
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