Eht Emas
There once was a place where everyone was Tan
Every woman, child, and man
Tan hair, Tan shoes, Tan skin, and Tan clothes
Why they were all Tan is something that nobody knows
For you see in this place of monotonous living un-Tan beings were unheard of
There was a very strange thing about these Tan people.
For you see the Tan people had wings but many feared to fly
A Yellow man came to this place one day
It seemed that the Yellow man was strange
His hair was not Tan and his skin was not Tan
He smiled more often and dressed funny too
His name was Alabazoo
He came from a place called Tnereffid
The Tan people were irate and filled with hate
Who did this Yellow man think he was?
As much as the Yellow man tried to be liked the Tan people would not budge
The Yellow man offered the Tan people Brownies they wanted Fudge
Though it seems some of Tan people preferred Brownies,
Some secretly wished for Fudge
They growled and they hissed until the Yellow man left
Leaving the Tan people of Lamron to their life.
The Tan people still exist but is seems that they reside only in Sdnim now.
poem by Jeanne Harmon
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The Yellow Ribbon On The Old Oak Tree
who can forget the yellow ribbon
on that old oak tree? tell me.
tomorrow, i shall wear my yellow cap
my yellow shirt, my yellow brief,
my yellow pants.
my jaundiced eye, my golden yellow ring.
tomorrow, in my country, the sky is yellow.
all steps lead to the yellow brick road.
all fruits are ripe and mellow and yellow.
Tomorrow, the country is yellow.
Yellow for integrity, Yellow for change.
Yellow for justice. Yellow for truth.
One day more, and the sun shall rise
Yellow as ever.Yellow forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All Things To All People
all people have worries
worries that wake them
worries about things yet to come
worries about worries are what worry some
i look out my eye
and behold I see people
big bold beautiful people
i see brown people
gold people
yellow people
red people
orange people
purple people
pink people
white people
yet I don’t see colored people
i see a people as one
a people capable
a people that should be grateful
grateful for the blessings that we can all share as people
to love
to grow
to build
to sow
people in my neighborhood
people it’s all good
undivided by vanity
an unbroken sea of humane humanity
people must rely on a shoulder to cry one
we all are people
we are people
old and young
rich or poor
used or new
let us be valued as people
let us value each other as people
persons
beings
individuals
not things
people
and all things to all people
to all nations
at all stations
in every situation
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Planet of Six
Six people were born:
three pink, two blue, and one yellow
like a jaundiced newborn's
ass...
There were more pink people,
rulers of this great nation,
controlling valentine's day
and cosmetics counters.
The pink had the ability to turn
blue people's offspring
somewhat purple, they could
transform the last of the surviving yellow
into agent orange.
Discouraging, especially since
the frail yellow boy sat in a corner
holding his flute between his legs.
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Yellow Man
Very far away in a foreign land
Live the yellow woman and the yellow man
Hes been around for many-a-year
They say they were there before we were here
Eatin rice all day
While the children play
You see he believes
In the family
Just like you and me
Oh, yellow man, oh, yellow man
We understand, you know we understand
He keeps his money tight in his hand
With his yellow woman hes a yellow man
Got to have a yellow woman
When youre a yellow man
song performed by by Randy Newman
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All Different, But Still The Same
Some people have short hair, some have long.
Some people have thick hair; some people’s hair is all gone.
Some people have black hair, some have gray.
Some people have brown hair, some blonde, some red.
Some people’s hair a color unsaid.
Some people are short, some people are tall.
Some people will love you; some won’t like you at all.
Some people like hot weather, some like cold.
Some people are timid, some people are bold.
Some people have dark skin, some people have light.
Some people have black skin, some people have white.
Some people eat meat; some won’t touch it at all.
Some people have a good memory, some can’t recall.
Some people accept Christ, some never will.
Some people are stingy, some people give.
Some people like school, some people don’t.
Some people will excel, some people won’t.
Some people smoke cigarettes, some never will.
Some people are honest, some people steal.
Some people have book knowledge;
But don’t know the Holy Book.
Some people burn food, some people can cook.
Some people are old, some people are young.
Some people do smart things, some people do dumb.
Some people just have a diploma
Some people have degrees.
Some people do things slow, some with a breeze.
Some people are complainers, some easy to please.
Some people hate shopping, some stay in the mall.
Some people hate God, but God loves us all.
We are all different, but still the same.
When I get cut, I bleed red;
You get cut, red blood you’ll shed.
Some people are plump, some people are thin.
But we are all the same, we’re all human being.
Copyright © 2010-Phyllis Strong
poem by Phyllis Strong
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People
To those fixed on white,
White is white,
To those fixed on black,
It is the same,
And red is red,
Yellow, yellow-
Surely there are such sights
In the many colored world,
Or in the mind.
The strange thing is that
These people never see themselves
Or you, or me.
Are they not in their minds?
Are we not in the world?
This is a curious blindness
For those that are color blind.
What queer beliefs
That men who believe in sights
Disbelieve in seers.
O people, if you but used
Your other eyes
You would see beings.
poem by Jean Toomer
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It’s dark in here
While I am walking
inside a cave,
it's rather dark in here
I wonder how people
could have lived in this place
and in my mind’s eye
I see them gathering
around hot fires
with bright red and yellow flames
leaping into the air
and blown higher by the slight draft.
They must have fried
some of the antelope
sketched in yellow, red, brown
and black on the wall
and although the stalagmites
and stalactites on the floor
of the cave are rather beautiful
there’s a chill in the air.
Without light I cannot see
were to go
and in ancient times
bats must have nested
against the roof
and somehow people
made this dark place
their home
and still it’s dark in here.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A strange object in the sky
People were streaming out onto the streets
all looking nervously upwards at the sky
some were pointing others transfixed
as children cried shouting 'Are we going to die? '
What was this strange spherical object?
all Yellow and shining so bright
was it some kind of alien being?
whatever it was it looked an awesome sight.
It was giving out a strong warm heat
which contrasted to all the usual rain
people were saying they'd seen it before
not here in England but in Portugal and Spain.
Then after a few days the object went away
leaving some people badly burnt and Red
but Astronomers and experts gave the thing a name
it was a Star called the Sun they all said.
So it wasn't a scary Alien threat after all
and some people even longed for it's return
but they said the only bad thing about it was,
it made their bodies hot, skin peel, and face burn!
poem by Kevin Halls
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God blessed man with a gun
God blessed man with a gun
with a bullet and a yellow sun
and all seemed well:
there was abundant light
land for the people to dwell
until God brought night
God couldn't give
the ability for them to live
under the same yellow sun
Man blessed man with his gun
with a bullet and a red sun
and all seemed ill
there was abundant night
cattle for the people to kill
until no one was left to fight
God couldn't resolve
the question of how to live
under the same yellow sun
poem by Thomas White
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The draft is white people sending black people to fight yellow people to protect the country they stole from red people.
quote by James Rado
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Infestations
I Googled New York yesterday
on Google maps, I have to say
and took the little yellow man
to walk upon the street and play.
I walked along the streets as him,
I saw the yellow taxi cabs,
I saw the shops and people there
and suddenly I felt quite scared,
for in amongst the thronging crowd
no animals did scamp around
as all the people hurried by
a world infested by mankind.
poem by Ruth Walters
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If Roses Can Be
If roses can be
yellow
pink
red
white
And still be roses
If hair can be
red
blonde
brunette
black
And still be hair
If eyes can be
green
blue
brown
hazel
And still be eyes
Then why can't humans be
black
white
hispanic
asian
And still be accepted?
Why can't people be
special
different
unique
original
And still be people?
If roses can be
yellow
pink
red
white
And still be roses.....
poem by Jennifer Hall
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Tiger
The city is a jungle, you better take care
Never walk alone after midnight
If you dont believe it you better beware
Of me
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
The city is a nightmare, a horrible dream
Some of us will dream it forever
Look around the corner and try not to scream
Its me
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
Yellow eyes are glowing like the neon lights
Yellow eyes, the spotlights of the city nights
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
The city is a prison, you never escape
Youre forever trapped in the alleys
Look into the shadows and youll see the shape
Of me
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
Yellow eyes are glowing like the neon lights
Yellow eyes, the spotlights of the city nights
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
And if I meet you, what if I eat you, I am the tiger
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
Tiger, tiger, tiger!
song performed by by ABBA
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Roses
People say Roses are Red,
Then, Red Roses for my passionate love to you
People say Roses are Pink,
Then, Pink Roses to show that I admire you
People say Roses are Yellow,
Then, Yellow Roses to brighten your day
People say Roses are Lavender,
Then, Lavender Roses to say that I love you at my first sight
People say Roses are Orange,
Then, Orange Roses to say that I want to build a relationship with you
And,
People say Roses are White,
Then, The White Rose for the purity and confession of my heart
To confess in my heart that I am truly falling in love with you.
Sunshine Estate
There is a place which I have created
It is fictional, it is mine
Called Sunshine Estate
In this place, everyone is happy
People who hurt people do not exist
So no one is hurt
In this place, everyone is simple
People who create drama do not exist
So there is never any
In this place, everyone is normal
People do not judge
So prejudice does not exist
In this place, the sun always shines
Even when it rains
So there is still a rainbow
In Sunshine Estate
Everything and everyone is perfect
and Everyone is happy
pity its just a place of my imagination
poem by Tahlia Hilton
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Canary Yellow Canoe
In my canary yellow canoe - my yellow canoe
I want to go tripping in my canary yellow canoe
The eastmain, coppermine, back river too
In my canary yellow canoe
In my canary yellow canoe - yellow canoe
I want to run rivers in my canary yellow canoe
The desmoines river, rupert river, george river too
In my canary yellow canoe
In my canary yellow canoe - mellow yellow canoe
I want to go tripping in my canary yellow canoe
Chebugema, peace river, resolute too
In my canary yellow canoe
In my canary yellow canoe - my elephant too
I want to go tripping in my canary yellow canoe
Churchill, yellowknife, ross river too
In my canary yellow canoe
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Angels Without Wings
They help people who are in need
They light the path for people lost in forest’s deep
They inspire people who lose their hopes
They soften the hardened minds with their tender strokes
They diminish the burning desire inside people’s minds
They let people taste the feeling of a true hearty smile
They quench the fire of hatred that people so often ignite
They spread the aura of friendship around the place they reside
They try to make this world a better place for living
They are the holy angels on this earth without wings
poem by Henry Chen
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Lake Of Fire
(by the meat puppets)
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They dont go to heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Wont see them again till the fourth of july
I knew a lady who came from duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And she flew away howling on the yellow moon
Now the people cry and the people moan
And they look for a dry place to call their home
And try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Fight to claim them for their own
song performed by by Nirvana
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In The Name Of People
In the name of kind people who aren't hopeless
The people who are looking for bless
In the name of people who have a great self steam and a great view of life
The people who help other people to be alive
The people who respect each other
People who learn to not bother
In the name of people who had pure tears
People who lived a life full of fears
In the name of people …people who will stay
People who are strong in their speeches, they don't say may! ! ! !
In the name of people who believe what is disgusting is LIE!
People who haven't seen my tears tonight…I'm going to say good bye.
In the name of people, the people of a forgotten place
People who stayed strong, even with their blooded face
In the name of people, the people who are dear
People that will cry, will laugh, but they don't betray, with their pure tear
poem by Ellias Anderson
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Hey Grayson
(Dedicated to Grayson Wolpert who changed our lives forever)
Hey Grayson did you see view?
When I walked into that room
So many people
So many tears
So many laughs
So many smiles
And so many hearts that went out to you
Hey Grayson did you hear what they said?
When I sat in that chair listening to speeches
So many funny stories
So many laughs
So many hilarious moments
So many deep conversations
So many encouraging words
So many special memories
And so many people that talked about the amazing you
Hey Grayson did you hear the words in which you were described?
So many called you passionate
So many called you loving
So many called you compassionate
So many called you unique
So many called you funny
So many called you beautiful
So many called you caring
So many called you inspirational
So many called you outgoing
And so many people that were grateful for you
Hey Grayson did you see those pictures?
So many of your horse and you
So many of your family and you
So many of your sister and you
So many of your mother and you
So many of your father and you
So many of special people and you
And so many people were deeply in love with you
Hey Grayson did you feel how much you were loved?
So many people would change for you
So many people would kill for you
So many people would die for you
So many people would do anything for you
Hey Grayson did you notice how many lives you affected?
So many people wanted to serve others because of you
So many people wanted to help others because of you
So many people wanted to be nice to others because of you
So many people wanted to encourage others because of you
So many people wanted to love others because of you
So many people wanted to change because of you
And so many people did change because of you
Hey Grayson did you see that checklist?
So many people were learning to love
So many people were learning to be loved
So many people were learning to grow
And so many people learned so much about life because of you
Hey Grayson did you take in all the change?
So many people were affected
So many people were transformed
So many people were wiser
So many people were better friends
So many people were better at all relationships
So many people were full of more knowledge
And so many people became new people because of you
Hey Grayson are you happy up there?
Now that you’ve seen all the love
Now that you’re surrounded by love
Now that you can watch the lives of the ones you love
Now that you are holding hands with angels
Now that you’re in a place of no more suffering, or pain, or tears
Now that you’re in a place full of beauty, wonder, and all things that are good
Now that you are embracing God
You’re in heaven where you are so high, the word up doesn’t even exist
Grayson you care about everyone
Grayson you love everyone
So Grayson have I told you the most important information of all?
Grayson, I love you
Grayson, everyone loves you
And that is how it will stay
For all eternity and longer
poem by Michelle Rainey
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