R.i.p
It’s a damn shame…
We still go through all…
This pain…
And a black man is…
The president of America…
And no re-vent…
What is white folks intent…
Can we just all get along…
Name calling…
Whites still stalling…
And readily balling…
Prayers…
Silence…
W hat happen to being…
Your own man…
But whites, black, reds, and brown…
What we gonna do…
To bring the hatred down…
Peace is a state of mine…
But sometimes that is a crime…
Gathering pride over time…
What we gonna do…
The best part of the world…
Is left up to you…
You know who you are…
whisperkwane
Swtlamb@y ahoo.com
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Black & Whites
So many choices in my life these days
So much confusion, so many shades of gray
That sometimes I don't know
My left from my right
But I've got these old black and whites
Well, I'm every color that you can paint
A father, a lover, a mother, a sinner and a saint
From Sunday morning, to Saturday night
I've got these old black and whites
Under the spotlight or all alone at midnight
I know I'm right where I belong
It always unwinds me, it finds me then reminds me
That life is as simple as a song
Lovers, they come and surely they go
They fly you so high, say hello, say goodbye
And they leave you low
But that's all right here in these songs that I write
Right here on these old black and whites
So roll over Beethoven
Cause ol' Phil could use some room
I may be out of time and may be out of tune
But you know how it feels to pour out your life
Right here on these old black and whites
Livin life in black and white
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Black And Whites
So many choices in my life these days
So much confusion, so many shades of gray
That sometimes I don't know
My left from my right
But I've got these old black and whites
Well, I'm every color that you can paint
A father, a lover, a mother, a sinner and a saint
From Sunday morning, to Saturday night
I've got these old black and whites
Under the spotlight or all alone at midnight
I know I'm right where I belong
It always unwinds me, it finds me then reminds me
That life is as simple as a song
Lovers, they come and surely they go
They fly you so high, say hello, say goodbye
And they leave you low
But that's all right here in these songs that I write
Right here on these old black and whites
So roll over Beethoven
Cause ol' Phil could use some room
I may be out of time and may be out of tune
But you know how it feels to pour out your life
Right here on these old black and whites
Livin life in black and white
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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I am a man of black and white
I am a man of black and white,
my name is written on the gates of the sky.
i am a man of black and white
my origin is united, yet two apart.
I speak the language of the whites,
but lost in the language of the blacks.
i am a man of black and white,
my resemblance is same with the blacks.
I am a man of black and white,
i was brought up in the land of the whites.
i am a man of black and white,
my home is in the south-east, in the abode of my black dad.
I am a man of black and white,
i love the aspirations of life.
i am a man of black and white,
although two apart, we are united as one.
poem by Randy Micheal
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Black Messiah
Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So dont shoot me for saying mine
Everybody talking about racial equality
cos everybodys equal in the good lords eyes
But if I told you that God was black
What would you think of that
I bet you wouldnt believe it
Theres a self made prophet living right next to me
He said the black messiahs gonna come and set the whole world free
He looked at me with his evil eye and prophesied
And he really believed it
He said a black messiah is gonna set the world on fire
And hes no liar, cos he has truly heard the word
Everybody talking about racial equality
But Im the only honky living on an all black street
They knock me down cos they brown and I white
Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So dont shoot me for saying mine
Everyobody talking about racial equality
You hear everybody talking about equal rights
But whites white, blacks black and thats that
And thats the way you should leave it
Dont want no black messiah to come and set the world on fire
A black messiah is gonna come and rule the world
Everybody got to show a little give and take
Everybody got to live with a little less hate
Everybody gotta work it out, we gotta sort it out
Everbody got the right to speak their mind
So dont shoot me for saying mine
song performed by by Kinks
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Move Right Out
Rick astley & rob fisher
She comes home in the morning light
Tries to hide the secret of last night
Tells a tale of working late
Says the things she knows I hate
Why should I convince myself
That she loves me and no one else
Feels like time to break the chains
I wont be fooled again
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out yeah
When we kiss theres no flame
But I believe Im not to blame
When we touch its by mistake
Tenderness she just cant fake
Who does she think I am
To let her love another man
I wont take another day
I just refuse to stay
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out yeah
Oh I love her I really care
The days so long when shes not there
But I believe it just aint right
To see her with someone else tonight
Hear me now
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out yeah
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Hard Working Man (English ~Japanese version)
Work work work work!
Work work work work!
Work to accumulate!
Work to achieve!
Can you dare to live?
Far Far Far Far
Far Far Far Far
Far from a wife
Far from the kids
What a nightmare dream!
Dream! Dream Dream Dream
Dream! Dream Dream Dream
Stop stop dreaming
Start start living
Drag self out of dream!
Speak speak speak speak
Speak speak speak speak!
Open your mouth, open your heart
Could it be that hard? !
ハ ー ド ウ ォ ー キ ン グ マ ン
仕 事 仕 事 仕 事 仕 事 ！
仕 事 仕 事 仕 事 仕 事 ！
貯 め る た め に 働 け ！
成 し 遂 げ る た め に 働 け ！
あ な た は そ う や っ て 生 き て い く の か ？
遠 く 遠 く 遠 く 遠 く
遠 く 遠 く 遠 く 遠 く
妻 か ら 遠 く
子 ど も た ち か ら も 遠 く
な ん て 悪 夢 ！
夢 ！ 夢 夢 夢
夢 ！ 夢 夢 夢
夢 見 る こ と を 止 め る の を 夢 み る
生 き 始 め る の を 夢 み る
自 ら を 夢 か ら 引 き ず り 出 せ ！
話 す 話 す 話 す 話 す
話 す 話 す 話 す 話 す ！
口 を 開 け て 、 心 を 開 い て
そ ん な に 難 し い こ と だ ろ う か ？ ！
Translation by the kindness of a friend, Miyuki Kuroda, lots of thanks!
poem by Elena Sandu
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Ain't Gonna Grieve
by Bob Dylan
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody that's in the land,
You ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Brown and blue and white and black,
All one color on the one-way track,
We got this far and ain't a-goin' back
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We're gonna notify your next of kin,
You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in.
If you get knocked down get up again,
We ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We'll sing this song all night long,
Sing it to my baby from midnight on.
She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone,
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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White Skin Black Heart
Yeah, whatcha gonna do now, now that you started?
Whatcha gonna do now, now that its done?
The words got out there, they float around and are coming right back down.
You gonna leave us lying here
Dealing with the consequences of a bad sound
Of a bad sound.
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Whatcha gonna do now, that its spoken?
These words of a habit, have not faded away.
.................... it clear, conscious gets opened like a wound.
If you cant concieve a better line and better times,
Then let silence bury you, in the end.
When you feel it, when you feel it
Youre condemned.
You see, youve lost your strangle on the freedom road! you
Think ........................of something a long time ago! you
[spewed it out you were so] insecure! it was like ............. on
The toilet floor! youre a [nine seat] drunk, ............... and
You say you want something, .......... you heard the rednecks
Roaring for blood and then they wanted more! life was so small, you
Couldnt get enough. you made a start.
White skin black heart
Dripping,
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Drag your eyes from [aurora] black heart!
White skin black heart
Drag your leg, get outta here [my sight]!
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
You didnt have to start
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Black Friday
When black friday comes
Ill stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When black friday comes
Ill collect everything Im owed
And before my friends find out
Ill be on the road
When black friday falls you know its got to be
Dont let it fall on me
When black friday comes
Ill fly down to muswellbrook
Gonna strike all the big red words
From my little black book
Gonna do just what I please
Gonna wear no socks and shoes
With nothing to do but feed
All the kangaroos
When black friday comes Ill be on that hill
You know I will
When black friday comes
Im gonna dig myself a hole
Gonna lay down in it til
I satisfy my soul
Gonna let the world pass by me
The archbishops gonna sanctify me
And if he dont come across
Im gonna let it roll
When black friday comes
Im gonna stake my claim
Ill guess Ill change my name
song performed by by Steely Dan
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What Is It That Is Wished
Why are 'whites' in constant dialogue,
About their superiority over 'blacks'?
What insecurities are needing to be fed,
To address those issues and put them to bed?
Allowing needs to feel 'better than'...
Air that does not entrap.
What is it that is wished...
That could be hidden and not contradict this?
Is that why 'black' folks are enforced...
To be multi-cultural,
With a tolerance of others embraced and endorsed?
And 'whites' have a need to keep their pets on a leash.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But He Said
As a female you are…
Or should be on cloud nine…
Not because you are so fine…
But because of now…
And at this time…
Women becoming unto themselves…
There songs to be song…
Bright is the day…
The past never goes away…
And then you meet…him…
Not wanting to go astray…
A few impromptu…whispers…
And he is in…
Oops..
You’ve done it again…
Shame on you…smile…
Bubble busted…
Dream come true…
Oh, now what you gonna do…
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Across The Lines
Across the lines
Who would dare to go
Under the bridge
Over the tracks
That seperates whites from blacks
Choose sides
Or run for your life
Tonight the riots begin
On the back streets of America
They kill the dream of America
Little black girl gets assaulted
Ain't no reason why
Newspaper prints the story
And racist tempers fly
Next day it starts a riot
Knives and guns are drawn
Two black boys get killed
One white boy goes blind
Across the lines
Who would dare to go
Under the bridge
Over the tracks
That seperates whites from blacks
Choose sides
Or run for your life
Tonight the riots begin
On the back streets of America
They kill the dream of America
Little black girl gets assaulted
Don't no one know her name
Lots of people hurt and angry
She's the one to blame
Across the lines
Who would dare to go
Under the bridge
Over the tracks
That seperates whites from blacks
Choose sides
Or run for your life
Tonight the riots begin
On the back streets of America
They kill the dream of America
song performed by by Tracy Chapman from Tracy Chapman
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The truth is there are two hundred white women raped in America by a black man for every one black woman raped by whites.
quote by David Duke
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Rough Stuff
Folks are stuck,
And can't grow up...
To leave behind their colors.
Whites and blacks attack,
And all down the brown!
To be found...
All around!
What on Earth are we?
Why can't we share humanity?
And be what it is that God,
Wants us here to be!
The rough stuff is enough!
We all are living...
And times are tough.
Whatever it is dividing...
Has to crush this BS,
To snuff.
Before it chokes us,
Into a ball of puff.
Look at me.
I'm black
And I don't bite!
Look at you.
White...
And you're not always right!
Fighting all around the World.
To incite conflicts to hurl...
Both day.
And night to fright!
The rough stuff is enough!
We all are living...
And times are tough.
Whatever it is dividing...
Has to crush,
This stupid stuff!
Folks are stuck,
And can't grow up...
To leave behind their colors.
Whites and blacks attack,
And all down the brown!
To be found...
All around!
Look at me.
I'm black,
And I don't bite!
Look at you.
White...
And you're not always right!
Fighting all around the World.
To incite conflicts to hurl...
Both day.
And night to fright!
The rough stuff is enough!
We all are living...
And times are tough.
Whatever it is dividing...
Has to crush,
This BS to snuff!
Before this Earth we call our home...
Rids us all to blow us up to dust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Zebra World (Not Animal Related)
The world is still going on about the color of others skin
We need to be more like a zebra a mixture of black and white
So much racism
Hard to walk down the street without seeing a racial war
I can't take this s**t anymore
Who cares if your black, white, or even asian
We all function the same
I don't know where this started, and I don't know who to blame
Someone tell me why we fire upon each other
So what if blacks were slaves many years ago
Don't blame whites for there ancestors mistakes
Now white people stop looking at skin color
See who they are on the inside
We are no different
Its time to end this stupid fighting
Now its time for peace
Lets all work together
In creating this zebra world.
poem by Kevin Fisher
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A Light before Dying (Dark humor)
She had been through so much,
Still, the cancer had spread
Now six weeks into treatment
She's confined to her bed.
My wife's been a smoker
since she turned sixteen.
Through the years we were married
and the years in between.
Now though she breathes
like a fish brought to shore.
her long term addiction
had her craving one more.
Who am I to judge her
or deny her last wish.
She is not getting better,
I've no heart to resist.
I gave her the smokes
she had long put away
I gave her the lighter
and sought out her ash tray.
A tremendous explosion ripped
through our first floor.
It indeed had proved fatal
her request for one more.
on purpose or accident
I can't judge her intent
in choosing to smoke
in her oxygen tent.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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The Daisy Chain
Oww!
Scream one more time
Scream, scream one more time
Oww!
Bless my soul, save my name
I ain't never goin' down to the daisy chain!
Just a young man tryin' to feel the flow
(Flow, flow, flow)
Got no idea what the chain is for
(No idea, No idea)
The lesson on the t.v. blush and bye
(Yeah, yeah)
Cop a teeny whiplashed, but still he tries
Bless my soul, save my name
I ain't never going down to the daisy chain!
Black girl givin' it up
White girl givin' it up
Black girl givin' it up
White girl givin' it up
Tell me now what's on the stereo
Funky like a junkie with corn rows
That's why your behind's so narrow
(So narrow)
Switchen numbers with the video
Leave ya with a headache, no more fame
I ain't never going down to the daisy chain!
Black girl givin' it up
White girl givin' it up
Black girl givin' it up
White girl givin' it up
Girls gonna keep on givin' it up
A mouse to the trap, the cheese is up
A little bit of pleasure for the guilty pain
Think about it sister, now you're livin' in shame...
Gots no hips 2 vibrate
(Mm mm)
That's why you gets no page
Everyone of y'all suspect
I takes no blame
(takes no blame)
I writes no cheques
(no cheques)
I ain't never going down to the daisy chain!
I ain't never going down to the daisy chain!(repeat)
(Black girl givin' it up)
(White girl givin' it up)(repeat x 2)
Ahoo, ooh ooh ooh
Ahoo, ooh ohh ooh
(Daisy chain)
Ahoo, ooh ohh ooh
(Givin' it up)
Ahoo, ooh ohh ohh
I knew a dancer, her name was Kelly
Nickname Candy with a hoop through her belly
A tongue ring with a voice to sing
With a body like whooo, die peace, everything
See I used to deliver pizza to her house
But tonight she said, "Yo, Come in and chill out"
I came in, sat down, I was lookin' around
What I found, I found she was steppin' out a gown
I had to stop that girl in her tracks
I said let me tell you something by a guy that raps
Yo, why buy you if he can just lease you
Why iron you if he can just crease you
Why try you if he won't breed you
Why drive through if he won't eat you
Why V.I.P. you if he can nose bleed you
Ok, stop cryin'
Sorry, I'll leave you
Daisy chain
Daisy chain
Daisy chain
Daisy chain
Daisy chain
This will make your hips vibrate, make your hip vibrate
This will make your hips vibrate, make your hip vibrate
Make your hip vibrate, make your hip vibrate
Vibrate
Daisy chain
Leave you with a headache, daisy chain
Daisy chain
Alright, what's happenin'?
Minneapolis, do it till we die
Sugar cheezies
(Laughter to fade)
song performed by by Prince
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Niggers
You look at me and ask yourself
Who am I?
What am I?
What have I to do?
I`m an African American, Black, nothing more
Why do I have to pay for my ancestors breaking that barrier,
For them proving your race,
That they didn't need your 'expertise',
they didn't need your education
Nor did they need your approval
To be what we all are today.
You look at me
You think,
My America is full of these 'niggers'
Who made your America
Full of trash
Full of ignorance
Full of cirme
We will never be white
Yet you forget that once America put up such a fight
With these non-whites,
Theses 'niggers'
These folks full of color,
And who do you think won?
Look around you.
What do you see,
Nothing but minorities all around
All about
Be careful for soon you will be slapped in the face when you see that you are now working for these'niggers'....
poem by Kendra Sanders
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The School System
The school system
was not designed for us
Mexican-Americans
america is not designed for us
in school we learn
about wars, time periods this and
that
in only two colors
white and black
racism comes in many colors
its just not between white and black
its more like human to human
there is racism between every
race
and Im tired of seeing media only focus on the two
how can I be motivated as
a Mexican-American when all
I read in class is about
black and white culture and
how they clash
the school sysem was
designed by whites and blacks
and not for us...
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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Daybreak in Alabama
When I get to be a composer
I'm gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew.
I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the scent of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field daisy eyes
Of black and white black white black people
And I'm gonna put white hands
And black hands and brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Touching everybody with kind fingers
And touching each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music when I
Get to be a composer
And write about daybreak
In Alabama.
poem by Langston Hughes
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