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I advance within the pulverized air

I advance within the pulverized air
That vigorously attacks the instant.
I rumble in my muscles of good tidings
With my reservation as drunken as the
Word nigger spoken on the tongue
Emptied of compassion.
My poems are blemishes of suicide
Humble by the unformed evidence
Deformed defiance when the geography
Of the dawn loose of its strength and intelligence
And fall free from the self I keep hidden
In my back pocket.
I am more then the business end of my prick
Designated as a common warrior
Of negritude most profound against the
Cowardly determination of arbitrary discrimination.
Suddenly my country stands up against
The apocalyptic pestilence of interdiction
And the conquest designated paternal
When the stones of broken clouds
Convulse the intestinal constitution.
The word nigger unlike most words will not be ignored
For all the bitter taste of spilled blood but it can
Be disarmed, it’s an ignominious that clinches
The inquisitive tongue of children.
I surrender the weakness of my conscience
For reasons perceived blind to the brotherhood.

poem by David E. Patton
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Praying Arm Lane

Well hey I been down that a way
With a dream on my arm
Yet me an my love we could not stay
We heard voices of children
An by little hands were led astray
All the boughs bend for us
All the earth awaits thee
All the stones they will cry out
An evry tongue confess thee
Oh my dream come an take me quickly
fore the struggle take me
Yeah lay me down any way you choose
An let the voices of our children wake me
The boughs they all will bend for us
An all the earth awaits thee
All the stones they will cry out
Yes an evry tongue confess thee
An though the word yes
It falls on deaf ears
It is spoken jus the same
The word is stands
Look straight at evry man
From kings down to the lay
Well I told it fast an glad
The color of a sloe drink
Or so they say
So they say by the light of day
Hidden neath their wings
Of black, brown an grey
The boughs they all will bend for us
An all the earth awaits thee
All the stones they will cry out
An evry tongue confess thee
An though the word yes
It falls on deaf ears
It is spoken jus the same
The word is stands
Look straight at evry man
From kings down to the lay

song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Nigger, Nigger, Nigger...NIGGUHS

No one bans
Ignorance
Disrespect
Racism and affects,
Of bigotry!
Corporate greed, lies and hypocrisy.
Or crime
Blatant thief
High taxes
Technology that creates suffering.
Degreed fools
The lost of jobs diminishing lifestyles.
Conflicts
Wars
Homelessness to aid those poor.
And there's an uproar,
Over the use of the word NIGGER?
I could care less what you call me!
I've got my pride and dignity intact!
And if it wasn't for 'niggers' being used...
There would be far less greatness
Others abuse and believe
They are better than concepts conceived!
On the backs of 'niggers'
Has enabled many to breathe...
In a false superiority that strengthens
Their self righteousness!
Calling me a 'nigger' doesn't eliminate hatred!
It just exposes the evidence,
Of a lack of self worth!
'Nigger, nigger, nigger! '
NIGGUHS
Everywhere!
Providing psychological comfort!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cuz I'm Black? ? ?

Is it cuz I'm black that you think I'm poor
Is it cuz I'm black that we can't afford
A car, a house, and have a liittle more
Or does stereotypes take over and racism pour
into suburb neighborhoods that are scared of 'us'
Black people that is, where crime is a must
Nigger! Nigger! The #1 word
for white upper class to use as a term
To make us feel low and non educated
To make us feel weak, it so complicated
Nigger this, nigger that, the word is overrated
It was used in Africa, which equal segregation.
Separated us from the whites and so much to tell
That 75% of us is locked in jails
for doing pity stuff that will take our trails
of life we can have to just do right
Go to school Graduate, and get paid right.
Its not cuz I'm black, It's called nigger mentality
That causes us black people to fail so drastically.
Don't get me wrong black is beautiful
We need to work together. Come on....honestly.

poem by Sharon Goodwin
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Designated Drinker

(Alan Jackson)
Here's my keys, I want you to take 'em
I think I'm gonna need you to get back home
Hold on to my hat, I don't wanna lose it
I couldn't stand for something else to be gone
I'm sure you know the reason I'm here cryin'
I think you'll understand why
Tonight, I'm the designated drinker
I just lost the one that wrapped me around her finger
I need to get to where I can't think of her
So tonight, I'm the designated drinker
I came here to get you to help me
I need a friend to see me through
I hated to call, I knew you wouldn't mind at all
I know you know I'd do the same for you
I'm not the kind that likes to drown my sorrow
I may hate myself tomorrow
Oh but
Tonight, I'm the designated drinker
I just lost the one that wrapped me around her finger
I need to get to where I can't think of her
So tonight, I'm the designated drinker
We need to get to where we can't think of her
So tonight, we're the designated drinkers
Oh tonight, we're the designated drinkers

song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Designated Drinker (feat. George Strait)

song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Battleground

Black nigger white nigger standing in the dark
Listen to the rhythm of the bass boom
Black nigger takes a hit sending up a spark
In the dark heat
Swaying a little to the bass beat
White nigger takes a hit takes money out
Says this is what its all about
Rots your brain - who cares
Black nigger stares
White nigger sighs
I like your music
I like your style
I crack a joke so why dont you smile
White nigger dancing out on the floor tonight
The bands not good but the beat seems right
The bands all black and the floors all white
Clenching fists unite and fight
Rock agianst racism rules tonight
But in the real world
No-one rules
But fists are clenched all right
Down in the underground
Out in the playground
The common ground
Is a battleground
Now you dont have to be black to be a nigger no more
The writings on the wall
Say - black is power
White is flower
Diveded we fall
And behind the wall
Behind the door,
In the dark heat
In the rhythm of the bass beat
Something is wrong
And no-one is taking the blame

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Definition of the truth and lie

The truth
Some words hidden
In the depth of conscience,
Are dug out with the showel of honesty,
And decorated on the tongue,
To slip away.

Lie
Some words remain on the tongue all the time,
Without the refuge of conscience,
And spoken freely,
As God is no more.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Words

So many words are there in our speech,
they can be very poor, they can be rich.
No one can be indifferent to their meaning
as they are alive and express your feeling.
Spoken word is not just a sound,
it can’t be found on the ground,
it’s always in your head, sometimes in your soul.
When it is spoken it becomes a parole.
A word is an energy of your spirit,
it was presented to you by God, it’s His merit.
A word is a tool of communication,
A word is a source of information.
“A word spoken is past recalling”.
Strolling all around it can’t be found,
returned back and kept in your sack.
“The pen is mightier than the sword”,
that was told about a written word.
Words, words, words………………
They are love and seduction,
each one with a certain function.
They are wonders of sin
and songs of education.
They are salvation, temptation, affectation…
They can be an executioner,
they can be the owner of a whiner.
A word can be a treatment,
It helps when you are ill.
A kind word is better than a pill.
But…there are words that just kill.
They sound like a horrible drill.
Words, words, words…………
They are triumph and defeat,
They can be pleasant and sweet.
At the end of my message
I would like everyone to acknowledge:
Each word has a strength
and it doesn’t depend on its length.
So, think before saying a word,
as it is quite well heard even by walls,
it touches someone’s soul,
it shouldn’t be a wicked foul.
“Better the foot to slip than the tongue”.
And… there is no exception for the young.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Heart Content

When the tongue is used as a whip
Through toxic words that rage
The heart is revealed from those lips,
And the venom's released from its cage.

From out of the mouth the heart speaks,
No pretense can be hidden with masks,
Each word that is written or spoken,
Brings the man's character to task.

Before God all must give account,
For every word or deed that is done,
The judgement and sentence amounts
To the fruit of the words reaped by man.

The tongue has power of life and death,
And those who love it will reap the fruit
Whatever's written, whatever's spoken,
Will crush the heart with bitter roots.

Words have a way of exposing
What is inside the heart of a man
If it is God he is really believing
Or if he is just a plastic 'Christian'.

'The lips of the righteous know what is fitting but the mouth of
the wicked, only what is perverse.'

Proverbs 10: 32

November 8,2008 Tarlac City

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Aging

At what designated point?
Does society, consider an individual old?
Is there a chronological time,
when one’s productivity, ceases?

What then shall be done?
Should a person’s prolific contributions,
continue past, that designated juncture?
Must established protocol be re-evaluated?

Is the gift of wisdom,
also the profound ability.
To accept these facts,
reroute formatted policy, no matter when?

20APR05

poem by Kurt Hearth
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Sonnet: The Tongue

Tongue, the muscle belly in the mouth’s floor!
That grandmothers used to narrate folklore;
With sensors to taste the food that we eat,
And speak fluently with neighbors who cheat.

The boneless tongue gives creatures satiety;
In misdemeanor, speaks words so nasty;
The tongue-tied man cannot speak out too well;
The one with a long tongue argues like hell.

The tongue can emit both a soothing word,
And also cut like a double-edged sword;
The tongue helps one to sing a sweet song,
And touch one’s nose-tip whenever too long.

The tongue can start a war or conclude it;
Some stars use it for their kissing habit.

poem by John Celes
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Allegro Comodo

a word from you, then you stop
something choppy
i like to listen more from you
another word, cut into half
i am having a hard time
figuring out what is there
with you that wants to hold
me, i stop to listen again,
some scratches from your
tongue, some gnashing from
your teeth, i am listening still,
some more words, more of
pauses, like some commas
are constructed by you on
purpose, i am tired in this,
i am impatient, you stretch
your arms to reach me again,
as i go nearer tapping my ears,
for you, yet there is this
suppression of meaning,
i am listening still, you
close your eyes and then
open them, this time some
tears fall, like ripe drops
of rain from dark clouds,

i see, your heart is broken
and your mind cannot
understand perfectly,
your mouth haggles
with words that your
tongue cannot form

simply because love is always misunderstood.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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i see, your heart is broken
and your mind cannot
understand perfectly,
your mouth haggles
with words that your
tongue cannot form

simply because love is always misunderstood.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The f word and me

The other day we discussed reasons
why people use
the magical f word.

a Young woman is of the opinion
that it’s because of a lack of imperfect language,
where a person’s vocabulary
lacks other words to use.

I think that there are many more other reasons
to slip in everywhere
and that vocabulary
has very little
or nothing to do with it.

One thing that can incite it
is exposure,
where people hear it
hundreds of times
every day
like in an army.

Subsequently without intention
it becomes part of your conversation
and your own vocabulary,
without drawing any attention
with yourself.

The word f is a power word
that give colour intensity
to the meanings of other words
and it can underline, emphasize
or lift some out.

You can also use it as a word
that has many meanings
and use it like a good shifting spanner
that shift for meaning values.

This word can also
be almost any word type
that gives bigger power
to other words used with it.

The thing that really matters
what others read
in the meaning of my words
and if I loose integrity by using it.

There are times
my mother wants to catch a fit
when I use the f word
and not from the meaning
of my words,

but from the negative context
that can be drawn with the word
and the easy transfer
of the word on children that hear my dialogue.

[With thanks to Skymaster, whose article inspired this poem.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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A Bitter Word

I taste bitterness in my mouth
each time I hear the word war.
It's a taste that's born of compassion
from a word that's been heard before.
Too young they die
not knowing why.
Too young they leave
and as we grieve
I hear that word again.

I spit from the bitter taste of it
and it still won't go away.
It's the same old word that drives me mad
and reminds me every day
that man is pliable in the hands
of ones whose insatiable need
never tastes bitterness in their mouth
from the word or from the deed.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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