Politely Ignored Sensitive Issues
topics dangerous not boring
topics taboo change with time
topics modern 9/11 heated
topics old simmer fade off agenda
or erupt renew in hybrid forms
opinions are often cheque banked on
thus once also was the issue of slavery
some gained wealth through the chains
brutality inflicted upon unfortunate others
most politely ignored a sensitive issue
safety sitting upon their neutral fence
while a few enlightened minds risked
all in dreams of freedom
believing slavery to be wrong
prepared to pay freedom
financial blood or life cost.
The issues change faces
the risks still impale
victim sacrificed flesh.
Such is life
gross indifferent preach
without empathy
while sitting upon
neutrality fence
without a care.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Under The Table
Bring on the hot topics,
Afraid by others to mention or touch.
Bring on those subjects,
That disturb the ones...
Sitting on their self righteous butts.
People of a certain 'standard',
Seldom openly discuss...
Appalling and unappealing matters,
That are for them below their upturned noses.
Although they may 'pocket' royalities...
From that which in public,
They will claim disgusts!
Bring on the hot topics,
Afraid by others to mention or touch.
Bring on those subjects,
That disturb the ones...
Sitting on their self righteous butts.
From places directed...
To get a piece of their under the table taking,
Of the giving of 'cuts' they love so much.
'Did you see and hear what I heard?
I can't BELIEVE what is being tolerated these days.
Such filth.
Excuse me...
Do you mind telling the waiter,
We will have another round of caviar and champagne.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On sensitive issues, talk isn't cheap - it takes real courage to pry open topics nailed shut.
quote by Marvin Olasky
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Slaves Are The Ones Holding The Guns
A culture shock.
Time to take off our bullet proof vests.
Time to put down our guns.
Let the violence end.
Children marching in formation upon the battle field.
With signs held up so high.
With rubber kisses and beatings of a life time.
Let us take note, let us make a record.
Do whats right put down your guns and join us.
Slavery is over.
A culture shock.
Time to take off our bullet proof vest.
Time to put down our guns.
Let the violence end.
Slavery is over.
Slavery is over.
Herding the cows with greener pastures.
Desire turns to lust.
Slowly our hearts start to rust.
Soon they wither away in to this black powder.
Ashes to ashes and the dust upon the dust.
Rubbing us the wrong way.
And the sparks become the flames.
Slavery is over.
Just taking orders.
Just meet your soon to be replacement.
Slavery is over.
A culture shock.
Time to take off our bullet proof vests.
Time to put down our guns.
Let the violence end.
Money changes hands once again.
Another change in the ammunition.
Brutality has no pretty face or eloquent taste.
This bitterness creates a sickness that just won't go away.
Slavery is over.
Just taking orders.
Just meet your soon to be replacement.
Slavery is over.
Slavery is over.
Just taking orders.
Just meet your soon to be replacement.
Slavery is over.
A culture shock.
Time to take off our bullet proof vest.
Time to put down our guns.
Let the violence end.
Under any pretense we should stand for this creed.
What divides us and them is our right of our freedom of speech.
Ignoring what is so far out of reach.
Like little kids we are still learning of the consequences of doing nothing.
Slavery is over.
Just taking orders.
Just meet your soon to be replacement.
Slavery is over.
Slavery is over.
Just taking orders.
Just meet your soon to be replacement.
Slavery is over.
The slavery is now over! ! !
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Emotional Subjection
There is no tyrant quite like feeling.
A bondage that cannot be released.
All we do will forever succumb to it.
Your suffering means that you're human.
Your mind is a warfield.
And your heart is the opposition.
No solution can truly be found.
Forever at war with yourself.
You will obey.
You will cry for it.
You will fall to your knees for it.
You will be numbed by it.
You will be reminded of it.
It cannot be neglected much longer.
Slavery is freedom.
Slavery is freedom.
Slavery is freedom.
Slavery is freedom.
You will obey.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Modern Slavery
Slavery comes from the stables of darkness,
creating efficient funds,
free labor,
a business without kindness,
calling it free favors,
making money off the helpless,
songs being sung,
telling you which way to go,
an escape route.
soon to be war,
becoming equal,
fighting to settle the score,
freedom soon to be reigned,
a time for change,
still fighting for freedom today,
a new way,
for better days,
to become equal,
to become enlightened by one another,
as freedom of life calls you name,
singing a verse,
saying no more,
we are equal,
living amongst one another,
sharing laughs,
healing pain,
to this day,
we still fight for change.
poem by Joe Foster
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Fodder I Would Consider As Topics
I am amazed by those,
Who 'assume' they provide fodder...
I would consider as topics for my poems.
And I have stated on several occasions,
I am not inspired like that.
There is something that happens inside of me,
That dictates where my attention is zapped by attraction.
And it becomes a source to enforce,
Upon my consciousness with a focused concentration.
I wish there was an easier explanation!
But I did not learn what I do in school.
And I wish there was something connected I could say,
To have those who are curious accept and go away!
Like...
I just love the sound of rhyme.
Or...
I wasn't good at sports,
So poetry was less physical.
How about this one...
I grew up in a dysfunctional environment.
And a pad and pen became my best friends.
Maybe...
Writing was cheaper than paying a psychiatrist.
Seriously,
Writng 'was' cheaper than paying a psychiatrist.
And since I've been writing most of my life...
I declare myself 'freed' of issues and mentally stable.
Well...
Maybe I am not completely freed of 'all' issues.
And...
Why is it some people,
Take other people and their time for granted?
As if one's love for something,
Does not automatically means there is an absence...
Of a work ethic.
Or there is no initiative, motivation or discipline involved.
There are many people without a creative bone in their bodies,
Who are the first to believe...
Doing something one does not like,
Is practical.
And that reflects a 'normal' society!
'And' more acceptable than enjoying one's life!
I am amazed by those,
Who 'assume' they provide fodder...
I would consider as topics for my poems.
And I have stated on several occasions,
I am not inspired like that.
In fact,
Very 'few' people inspire me period.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exploring Your Options
What side do you stand on,
In the midst of change?
Or have you chosen a comfortable position,
In which to remain sitting on the fence.
In the hopes that doing so,
Will convince time to let you go...
Ignored.
There are clear divisions and splits,
Beginning to exist.
And a straddling of a fence,
Will not permit a sitting to stay comforted.
What side do you stand on,
In the midst of change?
Or have you chosen a comfortable position,
In which to remain sitting on the fence.
In the hopes that doing so,
Will convince time to let you go...
Ignored.
Without exploring your options.
And those you still have!
But not for too long.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think we just need to stick to our knitting on the topics and the subjects the American people care about.
quote by Sam Brownback
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Eggshells
With smiles
fragile as eggshells
we tiptoed around
everything of importance
Settling for
safe
mundane
topics
Like last week’s news
and the color of your dress
Indifferent & yellow.
poem by Carsten Thomsen
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Sitting On A Fence
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense in fighting
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense at all
Sitting on a fence is a man who strokes his twenty beards
Sitting on a fence is a man who drink real ale
But the real problem with this man
Is he says he cant when he can
Hed rather not get his hands dirty
Hell still be there when hes thirty
I told myself to keep my mouth shut
But I still end up saying if and but
I lied to myself right from the start
And Ive just worked out that Im falling apart
Sitting on a fence
Sitting on a fence is a man who looks up to his guardian
Sitting on a fence is a man who swings from poll to poll
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees both sides of both sides
Sitting on a fence is a man who looks down on opinion
But the real problem with this man
Is he says he cant when he can
Hes rather not get his hands dirty
Hell still be there when he is thirty
I told myself to keep my mouth shut
But I still end up saying if and but
I lied to myself right from the start
And Ive just worked out that Im falling apart
Sitting on a fence
song performed by by Housemartins
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A Classroom Assignment
On Freedom
By Thomas S. Sidney, aged 12 Years
October 21st, 1828
Freedom will break the tyrant's chains,
And shatter all his whole domain;
From slavery she will always free
And all her aim is liberty.
On Slavery
By George E. Allen, aged 12 Years
October 21st, 1828
Slavery, oh, thou cruel stain,
Thou does fill my heart with pain;
See my brother, here he stands
Chained by slavery's cruel hands.
Could we not feel a brother's woes,
Relieve the wants he undergoes?
Snatch him from slavery's cruel smart,
And to him freedom's joy impart?
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Throttled Up To Crave A Nonstopping Of Topics
Throttled up to crave a nonstopping of topics,
With an outreach stretching towards...
The feeding of a boundless curiousity.
How others can live lives closed and limited,
Is an enforce of choice it seems...
One marries and should divorce to dream.
Bottled up to slowly fizz a pop,
An effervescence contained...
Rushes with a flow that can not be blocked.
And excitement like that,
Has to be encouraged a lot.
Especially in valleys,
Where those shuffle with gloom.
And living without ambition,
As if fed on doom.
Throttled up to crave a nonstopping of topics,
With an outreach stretching towards...
The feeding of a boundless curiousity.
This should be contagious.
But instead,
Is shunned.
People should find themselves outrageous,
And crazed.
But instead these days,
They look backward in darkness.
And not ahead to seek Sun.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Airwave Heads
Let them talk.
Those airwave heads.
Soon they will have no audience.
And their repetitive nonsense topics...
Will become as familiar,
As the sounds of an ignored dog barking.
Even listening to them now...
Their once divisive madness,
Seem ready to be scrapped as crap!
Some may argue that is freedom of speech.
But should it reek the atmosphere?
With a pollution of it that is clear...
And suffocating!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Human Trafficking
Survival at what cost for what reason?
Drugs can only be sold once, one time.
Human flesh can be used abused resold.
Resold repeatedly any age gender used.
Resold for multiple sales vile abuses.
Human flesh is drug of resales choice.
Modern slavery gone global is killing.
Widespread extensive is data chilling.
Ancient slavery forms exist resurrect.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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King Louis CK Laughter's Royalty
King Louie churns life's
vinegar into laughter's
sweet savory nectar
gut busting chuckles
delivering humor in
real life struggles
deconstructing sitcom
laugh-track traditions
boldly tackling taboo tv topics
not in it for the fortune or fame
just looking to help the world
cope with the everyday pain
loving father fearless pioneer
cool in his natural nonchalance
Talia's musing breeze
tough as nails poking fun
at human behavior absurdities
Royal king of modern comedy
secure in his own vulnerability bravely
breaking down conventional boundaries
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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I always believed that my silence on several topics will be an advantage in the long run.
quote by Aishwarya Rai
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Sometimes my mother had difficulty communicating with me about certain topics.
quote by Gloria Estefan
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Economics is a subject profoundly conducive to cliche, resonant with boredom. On few topics is an American audience so practiced in turning off its ears and minds. And none can say that the response is ill advised.
quote by John Kenneth Galbraith
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Joe The Plummer
He's not really a licensed plummer.
Although he quips,
As if he is legit.
His name is not even Joe!
But Samuel.
Just like a famous Mark Twain...
Who has penned fantasies,
We all are familiar and come to know.
And both Samuels...
With divergent claims to fame.
Have the same thing going!
Opinions about life.
Under pseudo names.
But Joe the Plummer has been given a 'mic'.
To report from the edge of a battlefield.
To describe what war is like!
And how journalists reporting the facts...
Should be banned from doing so.
Since these acts distract.
And he has been given authority...
With a passport granted to speak freely!
On topics of World issues,
And how they should be conducted.
In the support of those who keep...
Peace elusive and obstructed!
As he represents a segment of people,
Totally illusioned and fantasized.
From a point of view that 'legalizes'...
The ears prepared to feed on deceit.
With a continuance of unscripted lies.
'Scripted or unscripted,
This is still BS! '
Of course it is.
For those with wishes,
To keep themselves conscious.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Finding fresh song topics can sometimes be quite difficult.
quote by Peter Steele
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