Your identities
The tongue you speak,
The culture you follow,
The faith you practise,
The clan you belong to,
The region you hail from,
The name you carry and
The clothes you put on
Are your identities.
Don’t destroy them.
21.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Faith of Baha'i
We cling to multiple identities;
Such identities impel us to show
Loyalties based on identities.
Multi-loyalties bring conflict in us.
Loyalties propel us to side or fight.
Religions and politics take much toll.
Language and territories are not behind.
Racial identities still raise their heads.
Leave identities; leave loyalties.
Both tell that you are led by prejudices.
A world community formed without them
Is what Baha'u'lla'h preached as his faith.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mistaken identities
Prejudices come from mistaken identities.
Faith and belief stand from mistaken identities.
Actions are taken from such wrong identities.
Victims are mounting without a recluse.
02.09.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A sense of identity
Can I take your identity?
Ghanaian, Am I?
Do I take your identity?
Black American? Am I?
Whose name do I take?
An Ewe? Am I?
What name do I take?
An Anlo? Am I?
What clan do I belong?
Lafe? Am I?
Which clan do you belong?
Adzovia? Are you?
poem by Doris Dzameshie
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Culture!
Culture is like a flowing river
it changes with time;
sometimes changes time too;
as sunlight, water, air and earth
change the seed into a sapling
plant, tree and also tree becomes dead wood;
Culture is the cultivated one
differently at different times;
There is no standard culture
We create, follow, recreate,
demolish, destroy culture
depending on our needs
and compulsions;
Culture is not stagnated water
It is a flowing river
And may become arid
Depending on our cultivation
Or negligence;
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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Where I Belong
WHERE I BELONG
(Written by Dave Colwell and ????? Lister)
I'm making sure another late night drags on
Just one more drink, but you know I'm wrong
Sooner or later, when everyone's gone
You just shake your head and take my hand
You seem to know what it takes me time to tell
But then you know me, surprises me how well
You make me an offer that I can't refuse
Take my arm and walk away
Help me find my way home
Along this rocky road, 'cause I can't carry on
Will you head me to my bed
Ease my aching head, take me where I belong
Sometimes you smile at the clothes that I wear
You listen to reason when I just don't care
It's bringing me down, then I start to fall
You catch my heart and don't let it go
Help me find my way home
Along this rocky road, 'cause I can't carry on
Will you head me to my bed
Ease my aching head, take me where I belong
As I see you lay your head
I'm glad it's next to mine, mine, whoa
Won't you come on home?
Help me find my way home
Along this rocky road, 'cause I can't carry on
Will you head me to my bed
And ease my aching head, take me where I belong
Help me find my way home
Along this rocky road, 'cause I can't carry on
Will you head me to my bed
And ease my aching head, take me where I belong
Take me home
Take me home
song performed by by Bad Company
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One is helpless.
Skin, race, religion, tongue, region and clothes
One bears act as one’s prejudices.
Accordingly one is aggregated
Or segregated. One is helpless.
12.11.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What I want above all is to destroy the idea of culture. Culture is an alibi of imperialism. There is a Ministry of War. There is a Ministry of Culture. Therefore, culture is war.
quote by Jean-Luc Godard
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I Take After Mother
My mother tongue is of my mother.
When my father differs from mother
In cast, clan, race, regions and religions,
I’m of my mother, as come from her flesh.
(09.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The belongingness
A man of my clan won;
I am conscious of my clan.
A man of my tongue won;
I am conscious of my tongue.
A man of my soil won;
I am conscious of my soil.
Can at all I dispense
With my belongingness?
26.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A vampire's beauty
THE SUN SETS AS THE MOON RISES THE MEMBERS OF MY CLAN RISE FROM THE SHADOWS WE CLMB TO THE ROOFS OF OUR HOUSE AND HOWL AT THE MOON THEN THE NIGHTMARE BEGINS AGAIN FOR THESE MORTALS AS WE DESTROY THEM ONE BY ONE EATING THEIR INSIDES THEIR BLOOD DRIPS FROM MY FANGS I'VE BECOME THE ONE THING I WAS SUPPOSE TO DESTROY.WE RUN AND RUN FOR MILES IN SEACH OF FOOD OR VAMPIRES THE BLOOD OF A VAMPIRE DEALY TO MAN BUT DELIOUS TO US BUT AS WE FIND A VAMPIRE AWAY FROM HER CLAN I CONER HER BUT WHEN I SEE HER FACE I STARE INTO HER BEAUTIFUL BROWN EYES ASWELL AS HER NATURAL BEAUTY I GO FOR THE KILL BUT WHEN I DO SHE STARE RIGHT BACK INTO MY EYES I HEAR THE HOWL TO LEAVE FOR THE SUN IS RISEING AND WE CANT BE SEEN IN ARE WOLF FORM WE HEAD BACK TO OUR HOUSES AS ANGERY TEENAGERS BUT THE ONLY THING I WAS THINKING OF WAS THAT VAMPIRE AND HOW CAN WE KILL SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL BUT YET I REALIZED THAT VAMPIRE WAS THE ONE WHO KILL OUR LEADER THE WHITE WOLF MY ANGER IS BEENING UNLEASH BUT THE CLAN STOPS ME FROM TRANSFORMING AGAIN.
THE FOLLOWING NIGHT THE CLAN REGROUPS AT THE SAME LOCATION WERE A SAW HER WE TRANSFORM BACK INTO HUMANS BUT WE STAY HIDDEN HOURS GO BY SHE CAUGHT OUR SCENT SHE FALLS RIGHT FOR OUR TRAP WE FOLLOW HER AND WHEN WE CONERED HER I TRANSFORM BACK INTO A WOLF BUT WHEN I GO FOR THE KILL HER CLAN APPERS OUT OF NO WHERE WE WERE EACH IN A BATTLE BUT WHEN SHE STRIKES I STOPED HER AND BEAT HER BADLY IF ONLY I WOULD HAD CLAWED HER SHE WOULD HAD BEEN DEAD BY KNOW BUT I KEEP HER AS A PERSONER AND LET HER WATCH US DEVARE HER CLANS BY THE TIME WE'RE DONE THE SUN IS ALREADY RISEING WE DESCIED TO TAKE HER TO OUR UNDER GROND LAIR AND KEEP HER THERE UNTIL I DESCIED WHEN TO KILL HER AND SHE OPENS HER EYES AS WE BEGIN TO CHANGE BACK INTO HUMANS I CARRY HER TO THE LAIR THE ONLY THING I TOLD HER HERE JUST DRINK I CUT MY WRIST AND SHE BEGINS TO DRINK BUT AFTER SHE FINSH SHE PASSES OUT AND BEGAN TO COUGH OUT BLOOD. FOUR DAYS GO BY AND SHE WAKES UP A HUMAN NO LONGER A VAMPIRE BECAME WEAKER AND WEAKER BUT YET NO MORE DANGER WELL COME NEAR HER AGAIN FOR WHEN THE FULL MOON RISES AGAIN SHE'LL TURN INTO A WOLF THE EVERYSAME THING THAT HAPPENED TO HER HAPPENED TO ME AS THIS STORY ENDS I TAKE HER WITH ME OUTSIDE AND WE HOWL TO THE MOON AND TRANSFORM INTO WOLVES ONCE MORE AND THE HUNT BEGINS AGAIN.
poem by Micheal Diaz
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Culture Diffuses By Osmosis.
Tamils settled in Kerala
Feel shy to speak Tamil
And want to hide their race
From their tongue and looks.
.
Tamil Brahmins proudly use it.
They keep it as their mother tongue.
They speak, sing and dance in Tamil,
Generation after generation.
Tamils, save Brahmins, are held as black.
In a culture, inferior dissolves in the superior.
10.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Jungle Bhoys
On the terracing at Parkhead we gather
Watching the Bhoys in green play,
we’ll sing you a song of the Celtic
And of the players who played down Parkhead’s way.
Chorus
With our banners and flags of the Celtic
We’re the sound of the Paradise voice
Our culture, we’ll bring back to Parkhead
Hail Hail to the bold Jungle Bhoys
We’ve grown in our years with the Celtic
Raised on the history and pride
Wishing we could play for the Celtic
And wear the jersey of the old green & white
Chorus
With our banners and flags of the Celtic
We’re the sound of the Paradise voice
Our culture, we’ll bring back to Parkhead
Hail Hail to the bold Jungle Bhoys
As we travel to the east end of Glasgow
Wearing our colours of green, white & gold,
We’ll celebrate and sing of the Celtic
Who live forever in our green and white soul.
Chorus
With our banners and flags of the Celtic
we’re the sound of the Paradise voice
our culture, we’ll bring back to Parkhead
Hail Hail to the bold Jungle Bhoys.
With our banners and flags of the Celtic
we’re the sound of the Paradise voice
our culture; we’ll bring back to Parkhead
Hail Hail to the bold Jungle Bhoys.
Nov’2005
poem by Daniel McDonagh
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Forever Feeling
Store a feeling forever by learning it for the brain,
This brain you carry learns faster than others.
My favours are concrete, excelling others,
They show you the way home, and beyond.
Beyond our leisure they are feelings to treasure,
Like golden ornaments, like jewels and magnets.
The feeling to keep lies beneath, beneath the island,
This region I store in my youth, so emotions destroy
The region, that little island in my younger years.
Store the feeling of youth once you are old,
Then old ways are confirmed, old ways are learnt afresh.
poem by Naveed Akram
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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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Intelligence must follow faith, never precede it, and never destroy it.
quote by Thomas Kempis
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You Don't Know
You don't know where you belong
you should be more careful
as you follow blindly along
you just need to belong somehow
Relying on rhetoric
not well versed on topics
any idea what you're talking about?
revisions of history
fair well in some company
but don't shove that bullshit down
my throat
You don't know where you belong
you should be more careful
as you follow blindly along
to find something to swear to
till you don't know what's right from wrong
you just need to belong somehow
Left suppresses right
right suppresses left
so what's left
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from Sisters Of Avalon
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True
Sun come shining through
You are still dreaming
I can hardly believe it
Im here with you
Lying in you arms
I hear you breathing
I tried to capture the moment
That I share with you
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Tell me this is true
Drowning in your eyes
Your heart is beating
The world outside it feels so cold
But its warm here with you
Hours they go by
My love keeps growing
Its like we live in slow motion
Im so lost in you
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Tell me this is true
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
Can this be true
I belong to you
You belong to me
I cant believe its true
song performed by by Lasgo
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Think Twice
Flawless he thinks,
quarrelsome he talks,
mindless he speaks,
nature glides his tongue like no other.
So variant we are!
Pondering i hail.
Most furious!
Ferocious you are not,
most nonplused,
bewildered neither are you;
So variant we are!
But pondering i hail.
You are good at the game,
Barcelona is sometimes beaten,
hail no yourself,
you are the best for,
you count for each step you take;
So variant we are!
But pondering i hail.
poem by Joseph Ndawula
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You Belong To Me
Verse 1
Why'd you tell me this
Were you looking for my reaction
What do you need to know
Don't you know I'll always be your girl
You don't have to prove to me you're beautiful to strangers
I've got lovin' eyes, of my own...
Chorus
You belong to me
Tell her - tell her you were foolin'
(You belong to me)
You don't even know her
(You belong to me)
Tell her that I love you
(You belong to me...)
Verse 2
You belong to me
Can it be, honey, that you're not sure
You belong to me
Thought we'd closed the book and locked the door
You don't have to prove to me That you're beautiful to strangers
I've got loving eyes of my own (of my own...)
And I can tell - I can tell darling...
Tell her... tell her that I love you
Chorus 2
(You belong to me)
You belong... you belong... you belong to me
(You belong to me)
Tell her you were foolin'
(You belong to me)
Tell her she don't even know you
Chorus 3
Tell... her-tell her you were foolin'
(You belong to me)
I know you from a long time ago baby
(You belong to me)
Don't make me go to her house
(You belong to me)
You belong, you belong, you belong to me
Repeat to Fade
You belong to me...(You belong to me)
You belong to me...(You belong to me)
You belong to me...(You belong to me)
You belong to me...(You belong to me)...
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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Faith is an axiom
Faith is an axiom which is beyond proof.
Faith is a self-evident fact, a conviction, a belief which exists without a reason.
You put it to test, you fail. You cannot show the faith but you can certainly have one.
Hence, it is said to always “have faith” or to “keep faith”.
The more faith you have, the more hopes grow. The more hopes grow, the more optimism flows. The more optimism flows, the more confidence grows........so.....
Have faith in goodness and the good will soon follow.
Have faith in abundance and the riches will soon follow.
poem by Meetika Srivastava
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