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Do-cen-do Dis-ci-mus

Woman I mistreat you
But respect you are due
You strive to find my favor
You please me with your labor
Your uterus I usurp
I am truly a jerk
I need, I need more work
I take away from you psychological aspects
I take away from you, your spiritual growth
I hinder your physical and social needs
As well as your impact of my world...
Yet! I still want you to be my girl
I truly hold you back as
The gift that you are for me.
The consequences I can N O W clearly see
Woe! Woe! woe! with me
My courage as a man of God
Has truly left me and turned us apart
You are that gift
Which is carved in my heart
May I grow to respect you from this very day.
I swear never to run around and play...
Heart of my heart
Queen of all queens.

(do-cen-do- dis-ci-mus, we learn by teaching)
And...
I plunder no more.

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Our Past Our future

My heart is filled with…
The bitter sweetness of…
My past…our past…

I want to change the way…
I smile…
At me and my past…our past

There are things I must…
Not forget as well as…
Forget…

I am a queen from…
My motherland…
Which I am separated from…

And yet…
I am still a queen…your queen
Still the gift…

My respect shell stand…
Know that my black man…
Your hands belong not…

On me in an abusive way…
Loving me is okay…
God created us…

You an I…
For each other…
To respect, love, and built up

One another…
The whole world is our…
Play ground…our living room

Together we are the next…
Ship to the moon…
We are history…

In the making…
My love for you…
Powers me in many ways…
And yet., .
Your disrespect warns me not…
What am I to do…

You can’t keep driving over my foot…
And expect for me…
Not to respond…

I am queen…
Your queen…
And has been from the beginning…

You my dear black male…
Must work on your respect…
Toward me…

For I am you…
I live for you…
I educate myself for you…

You must work to keep…
Me happy…
Respect of me is your first job…

Know that…
And keep me in your bed…
Forget that and we …
WE are DEAD…

Whiseprkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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You Are Great

Sweet lady day…
On my mind you stay…
My intimate whispers, resonate within…
Your spirit…
For days after…
O' how GOD must…trust mankind…
To let mankind share in this gift known as…
Woman…Truly a gift from God…
Woman- imagine Adam and Eve…?
Not making love…I just can't…
To touch woman…before and after…
Is just a thrill…to real…
An awakening…toward her beauty…And sensitivity…
Her self-respect…
It all pulls at man…
He knows you are queen…his queen…
The gift…his gift…
The woman…his woman…
And he will never forget…
Never…that you have a mind of your own…
Which enhance many things…
Like him in your dreams…
A smile from within…that is such a thrill…
Which brings about a warm chill…
An a after…smile…
Which last all day…

Whisperkwane@gmail.

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Balance Within

Our society has a balance
Which plays it's way through time
It really does not allow for peace of mind

The door to my sexuality,
Is it just a formality?
Naw! ...a reality.

I've fought long and hard
Playing man: What a part,
But you black woman are my heart.

Man is what I am.

You are strong,
To you equilibrium belongs.

No matter what is said in the world
I know you are my girl.
Respecting you now
Gives me energy.

Pressure of this world
No longer rides my back
My kindness,
Not like the days of olden.

Reflects me being more sensitive
No matter how I am told then.
I have said to God,

My respect for your gift (woman)
Will never be sold.
Woman your understanding of me

Has really set my free.
I no longer think...
I know!

You are that reflection
Which burns my heart so.

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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I love it

I love it from heart
It is godly gift and divine art
One misses it for a friend
Till the arrival of end

I shall hold it to the last
She must come to me very fast,
I should never miss the train
Get wet if need be in the rain

Such is feeling
I am very much willing
She remains at the canter
What else I need to cater?

Let friendship flow?
Day by day it must grow
Like river waters flow
I must respect wind to blow

We shall remain as friends
It may find never an end
As it demands no favor or consideration
It is a inner call and bonded by relation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Cold is The Heart

Cold is the heart of the man who lets no one into his life.
Cold is the heart of the woman who has lost her love.
Cold is the heart of the girl who is better than everyone around her.
Cold is the heart of the man who fights only for himself.
Cold is the heart of the Teenager who needs and wants no one in his life.
Cold is the heart of the cocky young man.
Cold is the heart of the Criminal who is not forgiven for what he has done.
Cold is the heart of the Widow who is left alone in this world.
Cold is the heart of the woman angry at love.
Cold is the heart of the angry young man.
Cold is the heart of the one who does not laugh, and will not smile.
Cold is the heart of the woman who feels no love, and feels no pain.
Cold is the heart of the Businessman who claws his way to the top.
Cold is the heart of the child who feels left out while the others play.
Cold is the heart of the man who denies his emotions freedom.

Coldness in the heart is an absence of love.
It is the feeling of Loneliness,
The presence of Anger,
The lack of Respect,
And the loss of emotion.
It is found in the joyless,
In the emotionless,
And in the inhospitable.
It is a trait of the passionless,
Of the unconcerned,
Of the unsympathetic,
And in those who deny the truth.
But through love any heart can be warmed.

poem by Trever Barlow
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Things I Believe In...

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

poem by Joe Fazio
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I Respect...

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

poem by Joe Fazio
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That Which I Respect

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

poem by Joe Fazio
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The Good In Man...

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

poem by Joe Fazio
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A Question Of Honor

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

poem by Joe Fazio
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Respect

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

poem by Joe Fazio
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I Could Not Love You

There're a billion people in the world
All of them equal but of different worth
I find you to have a value equaled by no other
You are a rare and beautiful flower
But I'm sorry that I could not favor you
And make you the queen of my heart as I should
That instead I chose a different group
And I chose to favor them more than you

To favor a person means that you are two
And I'm sorry that I could not be with you
And a favored another one more fair
Although you are a true queens heir
And amongst a million kings and princesses
You always claimed that you were the fairest
And though your heart is the kindest I knew
I apologies that I could not favor you
And instead I chose to favor another
Not your equal, but not your better

I see a million faces each day but only acquaint with a few
You and I went different ways so I could not favor you
You and I once had our chance but I chose to let it go
You had no fault at all as I made the choice alone
And instead I chose to look for another
And I did favor them more than you
Although in my eyes you are a flower
I'm sorry that I could not be with you
And value you as a queen like I should
But just as I favored another more than you
Another favors you more than any other
And chose to be with you and no-other

poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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Oh what a gift

Marriage
A union initiated
By father
Of heavens above
Designed
To perpetuate human race
Marriage
Oh what a gift

Prosper
For sure it will
If only
Its parties, it respect
With each one
A role to play
In endeavoring
To make it grow
Marriage
Oh what a gift

"To cherish
To honor and love
In sickness
And health as well
Till death do us part."
So they say.
Like a chameleon
Abandon it they do
Like a mother
Who her child forsakes
Marriage
Oh what a gift

Its initiator
Hurts at heart
When he sees
Millions abused
For to him
A life engagement it is
Marriage
A gift so rare

poem by Michael Wamalwa
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Belief...

I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.

I respect, a good work ethic.
I respect, the values on which this country was founded.
I respect, those who would champion the under privileged.
I respect, those of differences, who seek common ground.

I respect, the concept of monogamy.
I respect, those faithful to principal.
I respect, change, that is for the better.
I respect, an honest days work.

I respect, the great talents of the entertainment world.
I respect, thought provoking works, of the written word.
I respect, the unquenchable thirst of creativity.
I respect, the farmers and workers that toil in the field.

I respect, the good in man.
I respect, the virtue in woman.
I respect, the innocence of children.
I respect, the generosity of mankind.

Most of all...I respect the maker of
life and the love, that each of us
have within us.

©Joe Fazio

poem by Joe Fazio
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Blind father

It is sad how you wish to see my face
You walk slowly towards the door
Stepping on eggs so carefully
How I wish I could go inside your heart
Feel your pain as u hold that stick on you hand.

You look around and call out my name
From that moment I feel your love
Even behind th darkness
You can still feel my presence
I know, no matter how much I have grown, I'll always be your little girl

Its sad what growth takes away from us, happy moments we have shared
You have seen me grow into a mature woman.
And now you will never see me in my gown.

I respect you as a father, grand father
Your friends respect you as a brother
My mom- a good husband.

You have brought us up with pride
With respect that we may refer to our elders ' father, mother & sister'

Oh! Man of integrity, pride& honor
Oh! How I love you

poem by Mandy Sotwili
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A Gift From Me To You

I am sending you all
a gift for Christmas.
The gift isn’t big at all,
but when it blossoms,
it is the biggest gift of all.
It comes with love and hugs
that are just for you to keep
for a rainy day
to chase the blues away.
You won’t see the gift
as it is invisible to see,
but you will know its there
and everyone will see.
You see the gift
I am giving you for Christmas
is something from the heart.
It is too big
to fit in any box.
The gift is the gift of friendship,
the most precious treasure
I can give,
it comes from a loving heart
for as long as I may live.
So please accept my gift
as it comes from me to you.

poem by David Harris
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No Respect

Respect,
Always everybody looking for some
Respect,
Who do you think youre gonna get it from
Respect,
Anybody here deserving of none
Respect,
Tell me what makes you think
Youre not the one
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
Respect,
Why be concerned with
Public adulation
Respect,
Pat on the back crying
For attention
Respect,
Finding out what it really
Means to me
Respect,
Honor comes only after
Humility

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Color me in RED

wish that the color of the
rainbow is Red, and turn off the light,
for darkness shadow the birth of detain soul

wash the package of ritual
of my faith
and baptize my iniquity that burden my
fate, failure leaves no respect of my
hope, stubborn my wish and imprison my
desire

now take the gift of my request
and saddle my gift of being a child in
every face of the earth
find that salute my respect and hold me
to find my holy angel; who come
and hold me
whatever it may take for my Life
lives only in You

the droplets of my blood, touches
the color of my
sacredness, I shall then find my Home.

poem by Antonio Liao
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Respect Sows Peace

Do not restrict respect
to age because someone is old
show real respect to all

but respect most
heart motivation
of people worthy
of that respect.

Respect is given
respect is earned
respect enriches
respect ennobles

graces civilization
elevates humanity
sows seeds of peace.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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You Did Not Break My Heart

When you left me like that,
You did not breake my heart.
All you did was bring me
Unto a realisation that
There could never be anything
Like true love.
I have always regarded you
With proper respect,
But love cannot always come
From one heart,
Unless you play your own part
My efforts will know no impact.

poem by Efe Benjamin
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