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Lament For A Cop

Helicopters hover, searching
for the one who shot
the man who served,

who held a thin shield
between us and the chaos
of violent minds, reckless desires
born of poverty,
ignorance,
greed.

He coached our kids
showed them how
to hit three-pointers,
be safe,
live
without fear.

Fearlessly, he pursued the robbers,
slammed them to a firm
stop, and followed them
down an ally
to his death.

How can our city,
our state or country,
our culture survive
when ignorance wins
and heroes die?

poem by Steven Federle
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Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness

The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged

For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?

For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?

Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?

Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?

And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cause and effect

Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness

The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged

For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?

For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?

Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?

Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?

And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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About The Cause And The Effect

Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness

The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged

For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?

For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?

Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?

Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?

And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lack of Backbone

Degrading others is part of their culture...
Part of what they believe makes them great.
Ignorance and greed is served to these vultures...
Feeding and spreading it and they are quite pleased.

Disgusting is their lack of backbone.
And their ways to undermine.
They are sliding fast in sludge
And the proof shows by their state of mind!
What cruel things they do to others...
They do and think it's fine!
Decadent are their values praise
Showing these days these fools out of step
And out of their minds with the times.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgive Them

Forgive them for their ignorance since ignorance is bliss
What empathy is all about the point they seem to miss
Their great lack in compassion does not seem a surprise
Since not that many people know how to empathize
With people who are doing it tough they do not wish to know
Of the have nots of the poor streets of poverty and woe
Cocooned in their self centredness they do not wish to hear
Of the poverty that does exist even to where they live near
Forgive them for their ignorance they cannot help the way they are
They drive around the leafy Suburb showing off their brand new car
To the material things of life they only can relate
Only their own and their family successes they wish to celebrate
Forgive them for their ignorance some people are that way
And their type are growing in numbers that does seem sad to say.

poem by Francis Duggan
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One Might Laugh At This

One might laugh at this but it is not a joke
He thinks the 'Indian Myna' is about Indian Culture one must feel for the poor bloke
He does not know that the myna is a bird born with wings for to fly
That ignorance is bliss to him has to apply
His right to his opinions him none should deny
But why he comments on others one has to wonder why
Since he hasn't a clue what he's talking about
Of his lack of knowledge he doesn't leave one in doubt
Why he should think that an indian myna should have anything to do with Indian Culture seems perplexing to me
As knowledge goes he is one in poverty
I do honestly feel he should call it a day
By that I mean give writing comments away
He does show his ignorance by the comments he write
And his type not an asset to any poetry web site.

poem by Francis Duggan
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The real heroes

Bearing the rage of elements
Far from their loved ones
Exposing their lives to danger
Yet remain firm and dedicated
To the safety of the country
They are real heroes who wake up in the night
When we are in the bed
They toil at the border
When we enjoy with our family
They also have families and friends
They also pine for them
But country is a priority for them
They forget everything for the sake of the country
They live for the country
And they die for the country
They are not among them who never miss
A single chance to earn money
And yet called heroes
These so called heroes put the honour
Of the country at stake
But our soldiers put their live at stake
To save the country from embarrassment
They are the pillars of the country.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Ignorance Has Died

Why are they so gloomy?
Sitting and dressed as if for mourning?

'They have been there for a few days,
Sitting in a vigil.
Praying over the demise of ignorance.'

LOL...
You can not be serious.
Why don't you tell them,
Ignorance has yet to pass.

'Are you kidding?
Do you realize how long it took me,
To devise some kind of a plan...
That would keep them quiet.'

So how long you think they will sit like that?

'I don't know.
I paid some kids a few dollars,
If for two weeks they would walk up and down the streets...
Carrying school books and talking loudly,
About their Math and English classes.
I'm on a roll,
So I'm pulling out all stops to see what happens next.'

But it is still Summer.
All the kids are on vacation.

'When I told those children sitting in that room,
That 'ignorance' has died.
I was joking.
I thought they knew it was a joke.
They have been sitting like that for at least two days.'

And that's why you pay the other kids?

'Yeah.
Do you know how much I've spent on cellphones,
Video games, iPods and 3-D Tv's?
To get those kids nagging off my back.
And all I had to say...
Was 'ignorance' has died? '

I don't believe it!

'You?
I've been trying to find something totally ridiculous to say,
To get them to clean up their rooms.
I'm glad I don't drink or smoke crack.
I don't believe it either.
But you are my witness.'

And all you said was 'ignorance' has died?

'I swear to you.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clenching My Eyes

Such a beautiful shield of ignorance.

The finest sense abolished with glee.

I clench my eyes in fear.

To the truth, forever free.

Though, I'm the final man alive.

And I smell the aftermath, indeed.

I hear the echoes from the sea.

But these, I'll never have to see.

A voice is chanting violent verses.

Venom taints it's breath.

Apocalyptic innards churning.

Putridity, all that's left.

The voice warps into a twisted roar.

And to a common language, it shifted:

'Cowardly fool, how dare you defy me?

I demand that your veil be lifted!

I know that you fear the dark voice that you hear.

And the stench of the death in the air.

But open your eyes, stop believing your lies.

And I promise your life will be spared.'

poem by Aaron Lynn
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Not ignorance, but ignorance of ignorance, is the death of knowledge.

quote by Alfred North Whitehead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Come To Think Of Them

beggars wearing
white robes
and large diamond
ring in their
middle fingers
by the authority
of God
they live all
in luxury
tax free

robbers wearing
fine, expensive suits
accorded accolades
and reaping honors
from plain
juan de la cruz
invoking the authority
of your state

holy and honorable
in their respective
thrones all built
by the bricks and
limestones of
our ignorance and
gullibility

we are the people
and we are the kings
and yet we look so
miserable living
miserable in poverty
in sickness in death

we sew the white robe
and the fine suit and
let them wear them
as we take and thrive
on tattered clothes
and listen to our rattling bones

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knowledge Is There to Gain From This

It is difficult to escape the power held,
By those acknowledging a knowledge.
Once it is there and gets one wide awake...
All exits to get away from it,
Seem to be permanently closed.
There are no fences to jump,
Or keys to unlock gates.

Even the faking of not having it,
Is hard to do when ignorance approaches.
There have been cases,
In which attempts have been made...
To masquerade a wisdom,
For the sake of keeping peace.
Since all peace wishes to do is to live in it.

This can not be done.
It seems that ignorance becomes offended.

And conflicts begin!
The forces of ignorance struggle to win.
Leaving consequences for them to suffer!
And knowledge is there to gain from this.
But it is ignorance that is stubborn.
Wanting to prove without knowledge...
Alone it can exist in the spreading of its nonsense.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poor As I Am

I live in Kinshasa,
The foundation of poverty,
The summit of culture,
A strange mixture: I know.

Poverty is a general state
Our natural behaviour
And they told me conscientiously
That my generation is a sacrificed one.

Poor as I am
I am trying to struggle
Against all consequences of colonialism
Convinced that another day
I will become rich
As they say of my country.

poem by St Antoine de la Vuadi
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Heroes Live Forever

You are the light that shines in everyone
The truth that's there for all to see
You are the voice that speaks to everyone
You're the heroes we'd all like to be
You live the dreams that lie within our soul
With a passion that cannot be denied
You bring the whole world together as one
And we'll always be by your side
And all the world will join in celebration
And all the world will share the joy you bring
And all the power, the hope and inspiration
In all their glory the nations all will sing
Heroes live forever
Heroes live forever
Always we'll remember
Heroes live forever
Since the dawn of history
(Since the dawn of history)
In searching for our destiny
(In searching for our destiny)
To be the best that we can be
(To be the best that we can be)
Heroes...
Heroes live forever
Heroes live forever
Always we'll remember
Heroes live forever
Heroes live forever
Heroes live forever
Always we'll remember
Heroes live forever...

song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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One Disturbed

Seeking an attention,
By the use of offensive means...
Teaches not a thing,
To one disturbed...
By mental dysfunctions.

An ignorance like this has been fostered.
An ignorance has been allowed to flourish.
An ignorance that grows becomes expensive.
Since an ignorance bestows,
A flowing of it that becomes out of control!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Coached To Manifest Infestation

I hope they don't believe,
That a validating of their stupidty...
Will come to free them.

It is there and clear...
The initiator of current conflicts,
Wants nothing to do with the ownership of it.

And the choice to rid others from this cancer,
Begins the finalizing of their end.
Unfortuately people who think like this,
Are here to destroy.
Not to build and uplift.

And they have no idea what is done that they do!
So coached to manifest infestation.
So coached to manifest infestation.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached to manifest infestation.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Sad It Is

How sad it is that we are estranged
I expect you find me broken and deranged
How sad it is you are owned by your fear
Searching the world for what is so near
How sad it is our time is the past
Nurture your courage and make it grow fast
How sad it is our ignorance of fate
Souls incomplete and left in this state
How sad it is i was left with no voice
Two beating hearts that must live with your choice.

poem by Rebecca Dalmaso
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Some Would Have No Life To Live

If you live in an atmosphere,
That has condoned conflict, violence and chaos.
When did any of this start?
Or were you born into it as if it were a gift?
And have witnessed this...
As if it to be performing art!

Many sat by and watch this nourish.
And in somes cases,
Encouraged it.
If this affected another race.
And on TV you saw this take place.
With accusations flying...
How 'those' people should be ashamed.
And how 'they' are such a disgrace.

Racism 'helps' many people deal with their insecurities.
Many countries wouldn't be what they are,
If not for the created terminologies...
Such as 'minorities' or 'enemies'.
Superiority and dominance.
Or...
Ignorance from it,
Dispensed!
Some would have no life to live.

Racism 'helps' many people deal with their insecurities.

If you live in an atmosphere,
That has condoned conflict, violence and chaos.
When did any of this start?
Or were you born into it as if it were a gift?
And have witnessed this...
As if it to be performing art!

Racism 'helps' many people deal with their insecurities.

If not for the created terminologies...
Such as 'minorities' or 'enemies'.
Superiority and dominance.
Or...
Ignorance from it,
Dispensed!
Some would have no life to live.

Racism 'helps' many people deal with their insecurities.

If not for the created terminologies...
Such as 'minorities' or 'enemies'.
Superiority and dominance.
Or...
Ignorance from it,
Dispensed!
Some would have no life to live.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Freedom, Or Slavery!

what we face...
is the ignorance of the gun!
the censor's immoral judgements,

the greed that takes
at the expense of need.
the patriotic drunkenness

that justifies without thought.
the violent fear that brutalizes
different skin color, different views!

the stink of the power
that crushes the voices
of our own children....

the final choice....
freedom, or slavery!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Child Of War

Child born under a red flag.
He gave up all he had.
For ultimate power.
For ultimate control.
For images that couldn't washed out of his head.
The blood ran as rivers of the dead flowed.
Bones littered the ground.
As a reminder of what he has done.
Even in the darkness the sun still shined.
Even upon all chaos some found peace.
A happiness was met on the horizon with grief.
Part of the daily living.
Hopefully soon all this would cease.
A testament to boy living in a war torn country.
He only understands one thing.
To survive you must kill.
To survive you must take.
All is yours if you want it is all he has ever known.
This is what we taught him.
Are we tell him that he must stop?
When others won't.
A mediator of regret, sorrow, and tears to be wept.
An imaginary peace.
He doesn't know what that is.
Upon his conquest all he has seen is men pillage, plunder, and rape.
In this world he doesn't understand what is truly at stake.
An unclaimed state.
He was born into this mistake.
If you live in nothingness, the dark abyss will eventually swallow you.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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