A Human Disposition:
Ignorant
Mindless
Prejudice
Envious
R ebelious
Foolish
Esurient
Carnal
Trem ulous
Impudent
Oblivious
Nihilistic
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Macabre In Breaths
Such forlorn hope
Falls in the red soil
With the crumbs of your
Porcelains, gnawing with
The tautly grinding maw
The disdain and angst
Molding more disdain
In this nihilistic scarcity
Of waters to tread
The filth glistened
In the crimson drought
Like a puked bile
Reminiscent of the shattered
Face of oblivious thrills
The serrated silence
In holding breaths
Underwater,
Under abeyance
A purveyance
For subsistence.
poem by Norman Santos
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Obsessive/Oblivious
I'm so obsessive in all my behaviours.
Oblivious too the fear and hatered.
That surrounds me from those that I love.
I wish I could stop and be normal for once.
Obsessive the need for love
oblivious to the fact that I repel
and give no temptation.
A ardous road for a starving soul of no elation.
Obsessive to the point that I can't stand myself.
I'm oblivious to the facts that they all all want me out.
It drives me mad and fills with serious doubt.
The fact that I'm not real or needed through out.
Obsessive behaviours that drive me insane.
I'm oblivious to what's obvious It's plain.
Alone forever because people can't stand.
My obsessive/oblivious behaviour at hand.
poem by Michael McParland
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Solitude
He's blessed, who lives in peace, that's distant
From the ignorant fobs with calls,
Who can provide his every instance
With dreams, or labors, or recalls;
To whom the fate sends friends in score,
Who hides himself by Savior's back
From bashful fools, which lull and bore,
And from the impudent ones, which wake.
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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How Do We Deal With Prejudice?
even those of us who've worked very hard
at not being prejudiced, have some type of
prejudice remaining. for example:
it could be prejudice by color, over religion,
over political views, concerning sexual orient-
ation.... prejudice against those who have money,
or those who dont! ...etc.
all prejudice is wrong by nature, most of it grounded
in the 'self'... in our own irrational fears, and our
stubborn streak of ignorance....
it's always taught, but doesnt have to be allowed!
it ofen hides under the banner of morality, or the
flags of patriotism...
we battle prejudice by being open minded, being
willing to listen, and learning to see ourselves
in other people...
if we say we have no prejudices, we have lost,
and prejudice has us bound.
if we admit our prejudices, name them, look at
them with naked eyes and resolve, then we're making
headway....
prejudice in the end is humanity failing to be human!
being human is a 24 hour a day,7 days a week job!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Writing is the most emotional.
Watch a carnal scene;
See your gonad gets up.
Observe a carnal body;
See your gonad walks down.
Write about a carnal scene or body;
See your gonad gallop and run.
Writing is a high degree mental process.
02.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Outside
Outside the worlds a mindless child
Outside
Outside reflects the worst of styles
Outside
Inside when youre in my arms
A mindless child is still to be borne
Inside, baby, when we come inside
Outside the politics of greed
Outside
Outside misbehavior seethes
Outside
Mindless repression dominates the street
While I kneel down and kiss your feet
Inside, baby, when we come inside
Outside
Outside they dont think they breed
Outside
Outside emotion determines need
Outside
Outside the worlds a mindless child
That we could bring to life in your arms
Inside, baby, when we come inside
Outside the politics of hate an greed
Outside
Outside the worlds a mindless child
Outside
But when I hold you in my arms
Its a mindless child that you want
Inside, no matter bout the world outside
Inside, a babys what you want inside
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Do You Even Know Me?
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
Like best friends.
To trust, in the inner most exposing.
A naked body cradled lying on the ground.
Water flows freely to every extremity.
Feeling equal inside.
Throwing away every last bit of pride.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
A persona amplified by class.
I want to eliminate all of it as I pass.
We are all flawed.
Why in our eyes all that is seen is rejection?
Stay away from me you have an infection.
A carcinogenic ailment.
Oh it spreads to quickly.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
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What Color Are You
Prejudice is felt and sometimes can be unseen,
Many ignorant people think it's gone,
Yet, it's still going on
Have you witnessed such mien:
Your eyes are green
Their skin is brown
They have bruises from there on down
We have to hide from being seen
Your sibling's a crack fien'
Their sneakers have no gleam
They keep to themselves, always in a dream
We can't openly speak of where we've been
Your parents just clean
Their words don't make sense
They come from a country without cents
We're always teased for being unclean
Your dress is not halloween
Their bumps look like skin debris
They don't even know how to use a PC
We get public gestures that are most obscene
Prejudice causes the World to careen
Eliminating each and every form,
will give life much reform
To start, just intervene
No Need For Envy
Cattle egret's white colour
Worries the young sparrow
Yet the sparrow is beautiful
Eagles dexterity in the sky
Catches the domestic hen's attention
Yet the hen is fed freely
Lion's roar amazes elephant
Yet the lion is envious of elephant's size
The rat complains of small eyes
The owl shrieks against big ball eyes
I wonder at the created
Always at cut throat at each other
Not contented with divine providence
Constantly warring to outshine others
Oblivious of their divine endowment
They shoot for others possession
Some loose their senses
Just because of envy
Some stab their kinsmen
Just to displace violently
I wonder on why man is envy
I heard that the sky is too wide
Two birds have no reason to collide
Everyone has a value
That others have not
Yet they are blind to their values
Always shooting at others values
Thereby loosing their own values
Just because they want others values
I wonder the more
No need for envy
It's God that gives
You have your beauty
I have my own gift
All we have
All we are
All we will be
It's in God's hands
It is not by scheming
It is not by skill
Where some work hard gaining a little
Some reap effortlessly working a little
All is in God's hands
No need to be envious
All you need is grace
Just look around
Find and fly with your grace
Do not fly with envy
To avoid being disgraced
No need to be envious.
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Luck is merely an illusion, trusted by the ignorant and chased by the foolish.
quote by Timothy Zahn
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Reason transformed into prejudice is the worst form of prejudice, because reason is the only instrument for liberation from prejudice.
quote by Allan Bloom
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Carnal
The carnal mind of mankind is what rules the wold,
And the beautiful butterflies were killed last night!
But, i did seek for you my love;
And, you were nowhere to be found.
The rain has now stopped for me to walk through,
And the carnal mind will lead me on to search for you!
Because, she she who is your wife brought forth her firstborn last night;
And, you were nowhere to be found.
The carnal minds of therse people around me are in vain! !
But, where is the husband of this woman?
And like the case of the dead butterflies!
For, i now need a place to hide myself from these negative acts.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Exalt
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice
What's done is done and what's dead is dead
I have my colony united for commemoration, listen
My proposal slowly manifested
Pleading as if I care for a worthless excuse
Imminent I am to a victory
All who deny, shall burn alive
No time for weak states of mind
So wake up
His awakening is near
The stipulation is obvious
Kneel before me or be cast down
How I hope you feel the magnitude
Kneel before me or be cast down
How oblivious could one be
Humiliated are the false allies
Infidel, into the fiery depths you go
Bring me the head of treachery and greed
I won't let this escape my grasp
No time for weak states of mind
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice
So wake up
poem by Tyler Mccracken
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This is our mercury, our lunary, but whosoever thinks of any other water besides this, is ignorant and foolish, never attaining to the desired effects.
quote by George Ripley
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Like A Mask
ignorant people
wear prejudice like a mask,
hiding their own fears
and insecurities.
it's not the color of skin,
but the color of a man's heart.
it's not religious beliefs,
or sexual orientation,
but the basic humanity of all men!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Foolish Thing To Do
I was thinking just the other day
How it started in such a strange way
It ended in a strange way too
And this is why I am singing this song for you
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish thing to do
Give your heart to someone new
Its a foolish thing to do
(yeah)
Weve all made the same mistakes
One foolish glance one smile we made
A hundred thousand feel this way
While other people are just waiting for the day
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish foolish thing to do
Go when you want it
When you need it
Dont just believe it
For the first an last time
Stop !
Youd better look around
One day youll walk into the room
Your eyes will meet
Youll fall in love too soon
The next time you might hesitate
The chance is all those rooms have eyes
So dont forget
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a such a foolish thing to do
To go and give your heart and soul to someone new
Its a foolish foolish thing to do
So when you feel it
When you can touch it
And you believe it
For the first an last time
Stop !
Youd better look around
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish thing to do
song performed by by Heaven 17
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Envy Exposed
Green with Envy does not describe
The color worn by this foul Sin
For green is the color of living things
An Envious Heart has no life therein
The color Blue for Envy will not do
Blue is the sky where freedom sings
In skies so many dreams take flight
An Envious Heart has no wings
Envy cannot dress in Yellow or Gold
The warm colors of the life giving Sun
An Envious Heart is so bitterly cold
With no joie de vivre for all of life’s fun
Envy dare not wear any shade of Red
A color so linked to precious bloodshed
Blood is sacred not to be wantonly shed
An Envious Heart would bleed others till dead
Purple is the color of Passionate fire
An Envious Heart knows only Hate’s ire
Pink is a color where innocent youth may abide
An Envious Heart is tired and shriveled inside
Nor can Envy ‘s color be Black as night
For the star filled night is laced with light
Envy won’t wear Purity’s symbolic White
An Envious Heart does not own such a right
Envy cannot even lay its claim to Grey
(Muddled mix of color though be as it may)
Grey is the color of softness seen
An Envious Heart is hard and mean
What Envy wears best is Invisibility
So denuded of Soul none would wish to see
No color born of Heaven will suit it well
An Envious Heart will be naked in Hell
poem by Mary Havran
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Foolish
I was foolish to think you cared.
How could I have dared?
Everynight at the stars I sit and stare.
Why the should I even care?
All the love I shared.
It should have been spared.
Now all I want to do is hide.
I must have been so blind.
While I poured out my soul you sat there aloof.
Thinking of some other goof.
How foolish I was to think you could love,
a batty man of insanity like me.
I was foolish to think you would see the good,
or even care to find it.
So foolish to think I was worth your attentions.
Now here I sit still foolish thinking,
that after all these years you'll cherish,
Someone like me who is quite squarish.
Maybe one day I'll stop being so damn foolish.
poem by Michael McParland
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Death....
The fragility of
self image.
Caught in a downward
spiral.
Never completely destroyed,
but left to
tumble.
Awkward and
out of place.
Begging for salvation.
Animalistic,
alien even...
grotesque.
Finally oblivious and therefore somewhat satisfied
with this devolved state
reached from the fall.
From this mindless state of contentment
with the present condition
redemption is
found.
Call it surrender becoming stability.
Recreation of the ego.
Mutating into something familiar.
Death.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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