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A dog eat dog world

A dog eat dog world,
no other name is better,
cuz human rights is a misery,
justice for the highest bidder,
me first, myself last and I in the middle.

Them that knock, knock forever,
if you seek you can only find your soul,
asking breeds only trouble,
thieves are our kings and princes,
the price of a human head at an all time low.

Warriors fleeing for safety,
the weakling doing the fighting,
dying can only make you a hero,
them that stay home divide the spoil,
materialism rules our desolate cities.

Our healers are sick with the unknown,
our wise men fool themselves around,
Your gospel is now a commodity for sale,
Your messenger blind with a bribe,
Your judgement lurking at a corner.

Absent parents on the payroll,
lonely widows seeking death,
orphans on eternal pilgrim walk,
homelessness the available comfort,
secret tears are man’s only alternatives.

Righteousness is now a crime,
innocence an abomination,
fairness an illusion,
equity is foolishness,
its just a dog eat dog world.

Schools in inner cities closing,
prison population exploding,
preachers with swords drawn,
no one seems to know the answer,
You’ve hid yourself from humanity.

Pain beyond imagination,
afflictions spreading like wild fire,
sicknesses defying cures and medicine,
starvation and hunger never seen,
mothers eating their own babies.

Daughters betraying their fathers,
brothers raping their sisters,
discrimination based on skin color,
the clean becomes the victims,
child soldiers bear the burden.

Them that curse you prosper,
those that scorn you live in peace,
there seems no benefit praying to you,
I won’t stop crying out loud,
though you’ve blocked your ears.

Never has war killed so many,
missiles flying everywhere every time,
poverty in abundant, sores unattended,
terrorists on rampage, pains in my heart,
yesterday I lost another loved one.

Planet in peril, iniquities increase,
execution for the convicted,
compensation for the powerful,
eviction for the toiling man,
abortion, killing the innocent and defenceless.

Isaac 'Slimx'
December 2008.

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Rest In Peace......

So many soldiers gone, when will this end.
It's time to realize all this makes no sense,
killing for nothing like it's not a sin.
Too many small kids losing their fathers, falling vitcims to the street.
As mothers are left crying tears of sorrow, with the devil we all compete.
Our days are truly numbered, it's time we all get straight.
Too many lives are being lost to this world of hate.
Young black men dying before seeing their babies graduate.
Like a rocket set to blow, constantly increasing our black crime rate.
Caskets flowing through churches, week after week.
Prayer warriors putting in overtime, Lord please it's you many seek.
It's time to change, no we can't erase the past.
But think about it, time as we know it is wanding up fast.
Head tilted towards heaven, praying Lord please deliver peace.
Wiping tears of sorrow thinking of all who are decease.
In paradise they'll all find love and ease to their pain.
Forever in our hearts and memories, tears for now, but soon sunshine to our rain.

poem by Shondrika Anderson
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Don't Ask God

Don’t ask God for wisdom lest he give you folly to teach your heart.
Don’t ask God for wealth lest he give you poverty to make you depend on him.
Don’t ask God for vision lest he give you blindness to guide your way.
Don’t ask God for strength lest he give you weakness to sustain you.
Don’t ask God for protection lest he give you adversity, so he can fight for you.
Don’t ask God for progress lest he give you stillness so you can know him.
Don’t ask God for water lest he give you thirst, so you can seek the living water.
Don’t ask God for food lest he give you hunger for righteousness.
Don’t ask God for joy, lest he give you mourning to put your heart on eternity.
Don’t ask God for beauty lest he give you ashes to teach you how to look inward.
Don’t ask God for friends lest he give you enemies so he can be your friend.
Don’t ask God for life lest he give you death to mortify your flesh.
Don’t ask God for crown lest he give you a cross to save your soul.

In pride,
In selfishness,
In haughtiness,
In foolishness
In arrogance,
In self righteousness,

Don’t ask God for anything
Don’t ask God for something
Don’t ask God for everything
Just ask God for God.

Isaac 'Slimx'
November 2008

poem by Isaac 'slimx'
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Let's sing together one fragrant song!

When a Man cries in pain
Please do not ignore him
And if you laugh louder
Just watch outside
As someone may laments
in a corner?
We're Kings and Queens
Mothers and Fathers
Brothers and Sisters
Friends and not Enemies.
World is a one Yard!
And please do not make barbed wire fences.
Heart is the Religion of Human beings
And when it's pierced so painful!
Let sing together hand-in-hand
And we must marry each other for good
Ridiculous embargoes and taboos the old kites
Must send to the transparent tattered sky.
There're only two nations in the precarious World
A Man and a Woman?
Humanity is the Religion!
In the human sensitive veins
Vermilion blood river flows?
We purposely make this paradise Earth a living Hell!
Instead of rage bullets
Fix the harmonious strings into your precious metallic guns
And sing together in high pitch.
We're Mothers and Fathers
Brothers and Sisters
Kings and Queens
Friends but not enemies
Fences and quarrels no need
And World is a one Yard!

*A humble dedication to 9/11 victims and their families! Almost ten years passed but still we carry the pain in our bleeding hearts?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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If Life In The Human World We Live In

If life in the Human World we live in is in any way fair
None would have to grow poorer for every new millionaire
And none would have to live friendless and homeless and enough food for all to eat
And no such a place known as Poverty Street
In a fair World peace between former enemies would last
And war and it's bad memories a thing of the past
And former terrorists any excuse could not find
To wilfully maim and murder their fellow kind
Without terrorism and war, hunger, homelessness and poverty
What a beautiful World to live in it would be
But due to human greed mistrust exists everywhere
And no such a thing as a fair go for billions in the big World out there
A World free of extreme poverty that leads to crime
But that at least will not be in my lifetime.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Peace Save The World.

Innocency is suffering
Peace save my world
Begging you my God
Send us your angels to protect the world
Look at my earth
Innocent souls are crying
Please send your angels to protect our world
Peace come our side
May somehow you can find the way
To enter and ease those angry souls.
To stop harming, beating and destroying
Peace enter all hearts
Can't you see all these pains and hurts?
Innocent people are dying,
Poor mothers are crying
Please stop destroying,
Our beautiful earth.
Purity is weeping
Kids are hungry crying
Young men are dying
And my heart is bleeding
The poverty is surrounding
All the world are suffering
Stop killing and destroying
where are you going
With all these hurtings
Stop blood bath!
Stop the wars!
Peace come to our world.

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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For you to

We shall never forget
When whole world was let
To know the facts about human disaster
Meanwhile the dead bodies moved faster

I feel for those bereaved
Not a respite for to be heaved
The incidence was shocking and not to be believed
Not single news made us to be relieved

Thousands got vanished in second's time
Not a whisper was heard in little time
They were all gone forever
We were crying and grieving over

This is poem with sad feeling
Almost touching heart and killing
The inner most soul for tragic event
That caused losses to resent

Those killed were Mothers
Somebody's beloved fathers
Sisters and brothers as well
No one is left for us as witness to tell

We feel your absence
In true spirit and its essence
Tears rush to express grief and sorrow
We are unsure of tomorrow

We are concerned with not for our future
But the way you left us to endure
All the pain and grief for days to come
We pray almighty to open doors for you to welcome

Above and all we pray for all
Who indulge in senseless killing call?
Not to take any innocent soul
Even for the considered to be noble

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A War Raging On

There's a war raging on
Though I know not where
There are people fighting
Though they do not care
Soldiers are fighting
Mothers are crying
Fathers are preaching
For their sons are dying,
For their is a war killing
And no one really cares.

There's bullets shooting
As I see the guns loading
And there's planes flying
For I feel the bombs exploding,
I see war and I see blood
And death upon the sand
There's hunger and death
I still see in His hand,
For there's people killing
As I see the blood flowing.

There's soldiers marching
For I hear them coming
The killing is flowing
For I see the children running,
There are people being shot
Poets getting caught
Murderers being sought
Lessons again being taught,
For there is a war raging
As the soldiers are hunting.

There is a war coming
For I hear the horns blowing
There is more killing coming
For I see the hate growing,
Children are getting killed
Burying bombs in the fields
Land is being destroyed
Mountains are becoming hills,
For there is a war coming
For I see the hate showing.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Indus

The Indus valley has born forth a child,

So it was pronounced

When my mother was born.

Her hair is like liquid India ink.

Her eyes are black opals.

She is a tigress,

And a peacock.

She was an enchantress from birth.

Born from Kings

To bear future Kings.

She
is forever the epitome of royalty.

After she matured

Legends of her beauty

Were famous in far reaches of the world.

The rich enchantress,

A budding promise of everything.

The stupid child

Left her innocent door open.

To the one entity who

Snuck into the castle,

Robbed her and raped her,

Left her with no pride, humanity, or dignity.

The result of the assault

She bore two sons.

They came into the world

Bringing forth a river of destruction colored red with blood.

Having their father's black soul

They grew up to sell their mother

Into prostitution.

And, from that day on

She only bore daughters.

These little sisters

Were abused and

Used by their brothers

And could only become

What was their reality.

Never did they know

Their true potential.

Never did they feel

Pride, Joy, love, humanity, or humility.

My mother is dying

My brothers kill each other every day.

My mother is dying

My sisters are surviving the only reality

They know.

My Heritage, my grandfather,

My brothers have killed.

And, now they want to

Erase my memory.

The Indus valley had born forth a child.

She is dead,

So, we are all dying

poem by Rabia Minhas
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A Bit Of The Light

I'm not perfect i'm a human

Who sometimes feels strong and says i can

While the judging eyes embrace my strength

At my weakness sometimes i feel a pain

I'm not glad to say that i lie

But i confess that's not nice

But i'm not perfect i'm a human..
....

I'm not perfect i'm a human

The perfection no one has ever got

The perfection means the God

It's one of the eternal beauties of my God

But as long as l survive l know that i'll try to do

And i'll give my best sacrifice

May i can be a candle to light other's dark

That makes me feel satisfied

What a lucky is that who can leave footprints when he's gone

The one who can make a change

To make the world a better place for my fellow man
....

What a precious and a lucky is the one who can sacrifice his time for the hospitality of the humanity

Those noble heroes never die

Those who give never die

Eternally their names at the sky bright shines
....

The poverty and the wars are surrounded all the world

May the justice and love of God guides all the humanity to the road of light

May never earthly things enslaved your minds

With the love and forgiveness may you seek freedom and the peaceful delights

No one ever will find the freedom and the peace

While snatching away other's right to survive

That's not fair for the sake of God..

I'm not a perfect one i'm not a beast

I'm just the one who's heart beats

While looking to those crying kids

No one can ban me writing about innocent tears

May I can be a bit of the light among all these darknesses and fears

I'm not a preacher

Not a crown angel with white wings

Just i'm the one who cannot bear to see

The crying doves among the beasts

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Why World Future Looks Grim

Why world future looks so grim
Why having good life could be just a dream

There are sign that end of world is near
We like it or not the doomsday soon or later will be here

As world increases in population
It consumes all the earth natural resources and creates such a disaster pollution

As People living longer and longer
Financial burden will make it impossible to provide them healthcare any longer

So there will be hard decision to make who will die or stay alive
Of course if you have enough money you could survive

Population increase will way surpass our agriculture land
At the time more population will increase food demand

Technology such as computer eventually will create massive layoff
Since computer more and more takes a jobs away from human and let them go off

Human greed and so much desire for materials will bring this world to end
Controlling human greed, world population, clean air, caring for eachother that’s the solution my friend

poem by Sam Arjomandi
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I Am Responsible.... (Poet's Heart)

i am responsible....
for the child dying of starvation,
whatever color, whatever country.
for the young Muslim child alone,
his family killed by the bombs.
for the addict shaking on the street corner,
for the young girl selling her body
on that same corner.
for the family kicked out of their house,
who have nowhere to go.
for the young angry men in prison,
for the victims of the crimes.
for the stink of poverty,
and the abuse of wealth.
for the planes, the bombs,
the guns and the flags...
for the political prisoners who spoke out.
for the elderly going without food and lights,
trying to pay for their medicine.
for the victims of racism and prejudice,
and those that wave that banner.
for the preacher, the thief,
the murderer, and the lost....
for the woman treated as less.
for the young man who commits suicide,
and for those that caused his desperation.
for the immigrant killed crossing the border,
hoping against hope for his family.
for the 'moral' who cant feel,
for those who feel, those who suffer.
for the bones of those we've killed
on our journey to civilization.
for the Jew, the Christian,
the Hindu, the Muslim, and the Buddhist...
of equal worth and value.
for the atheist, the doubter, the searcher,
and those who question all.
for the man, the woman, and the child.
for the sins of the past,
and the path to the future.
i am responsible...
because i am human!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Abortion Clinics

The holocaust of unborn babies is not the way to go,
Abortion clinics don’t tell us the numbers that we should know,
Ending a human life before a baby has a chance to be born,
Thanks to the appointed for life Supreme Court decision of scorn.

When they refused Sue Rodriguez’s sick dying request,
Looking like a group of Santa Clauses the way they were dressed,
Hidden somewhere very deep in government bureaucracy,
This very strange abortion loving appointed aristocracy.

The population will go down because of all the babies killed,
But the bureaucrats can adapt to new numbers because they are skilled,
But something is very wrong with all this killing going on,
Was this a referendum that Canadians voted upon?

poem by James Bredin
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An Unpardonable Crime

Strange is the justification
To launch a war,
Against the innocent
Against the weaponless.
Strange is the confrontation,
A shell or a missile.
Or a Daisy Cutter against a stone.
Pretended war has at the back,
The intention to reserve,
The reserves of the world,
For descendants of the Launchers.

Lands are being occupied,
The oil-wells are being usurped,
The rights are being snatched,
Multitude of homeless is being enhanced,
Hunger is being sponsored,
Smiles and laughter are being stolen,
The son are being slaughtered,
The brothers are being murdered,
The husbands are being smashed,
The properties are being damaged,
The blackened airs are to inhale,
Fire, smoke, and fume are ready to consume,
The human existence on the earth,
To the verge of extinction.

O! The leading heads,
Chase not the personal wellbeing,
Be aware of the fact,
We all are brothers and sisters,
Children of the same parents,
Though the colours of skin are different,
Yet in the networks of our bodies,
The same red substance flows.

War is an unpardonable crime,
A crime against humanity,
A crime against descendents,
A crime against God,
Though it is fought in pretension of peace.

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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My Soldier

I see it on the news.
Stories of soldiers being killed.
I always prayed that it's not you,
I wish I knew that you were safe,
I don't think that I can handle your death,
You are my soldier, and you
Mean everything to me….

The bombs exploding, I pray that you aren't hit.
That would cause my world to end.
I needed you in my life.
I pray that you would come home soon.
I know it was your dream
To be a soldier, protect the innocent
Tell me this, is it worth dying for?
Who is the enemy you are fighting?
Dead scared child with a gun?
Made me see that this war is useless
There is no hero, only a grief in a war

I wish war would end soon….
For you to come home, I missed you
I barely do anything these days
My heart stops, when I hear the door bell
Afraid to see a soldier on my door step
Telling me my worst fear, not seeing you live
Just heard the news of soldiers being killed.
I prayed that it was not you, my soldier.....

poem by Dush Swaranga
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Pain...and...Joy

You Are The Pain and The Joy

You are the Pain and the joy
on the stage of life.

You are the pain hunger and the joy
of food on ones table.

You are the pain of the homeless,
and the joy, of the home,
in His heart.

You are the pain on a bitter,
winter day and the joy, in
the warmth of the sun.

You are the pain and joy, in the
solitude, of those moments alone.

You are the pain and joy, that
lingers in ones heart.

You are the pain in music that is bad,
and you are the joy, in my song
of life.

You are the pain, in the tragedies
of the world, and the joy in the
goodness of people.

You are the pain of the orphans of
the street, and the joy, in a
mothers love.

You are the pain, in a sometime unjust
world, and the joy in the spirit
of ones heart.

You are the pain, in the loss of
loved ones, and the joy, when they
are seated at His table.

You are the pain of self destructive
addiction and the joy in redemption.

You are the pain, in the sicknesses of
this world, and the joy in the
hope of recovery.

You are the pain in the misery of the poor,
and disenfranchise, and the joy, in
the parts of society, that attempts to,
raise them up.

You are the pain and you are the joy,
in all things. For you see, in life, there
can not be joy...unless there is pain.

poem by Joe Fazio
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In LIfe...Unless There Is Pain...There Can Not Be Joy