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This is a long conversational poem centered on stereotyping a group of people or a race. In most cases, the victims are the sufferers while in some rare cases the perpetrators suffer too. Stereotyping a group of people only shows a low class of the individual involved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finding a new hiding place the grass cutters cherish not taking advantage is deemed extremely foolish. Taking note of the lady who seems Scottish and protected by her beauty and charisma is a situation meant for me to act upon With my courage, her intimidation must vanish. I sit on the available chair and reciprocate her welcoming smile. "Your fixed focus on the meal and comfortable sitting position means you are all alone"......... I said "So?"...................... She said. Despite being famished I needed some inspiration and creativity to keep this hard to find wealth rooted to my territory. "But your moving feet and gentle mastication shows you need company"...... I said "Well! You may be right"........She said. My gaze never left her blue eyes as this ravishing being threatens to tarnish my reputation. "What brings a working class attractive, young damsel to a place like this?"........ I said "to eat"................. She said. Nature came to my rescue as what arrived was my dish garnished with vegetables and fish. "Avoiding someone or is it just humility?"............ I said "neither"......................she said. As the Cheetah waits patiently to pounce on its prey so I am. Waiting for the right time to tick. "Your short phrase answers remind me of a princess from India"............... I said. "Thanks, but who was she to you?".............. She said. Now in a welcomed territory with the precious gift of liberty and freedom. the bee is about to dance with the rest in their honey comb. "My first Love but no more"....... I said "What happened?......She said It seems the path chosen is right what is left is for us to walk through it. Nothing else, just walk, walk and walk. "She developed the arrogance of a Briton".....I said "Just that! She's worth a second chance if she's as tough as the Jew"..... She said. Can the dog ever be the king of the jungle? can the bamboo boast of deeper roots to the Oak? That's me! Sitting on all of Nature's components right now. "Oh my dear! That spoils it all".....I said "Really? Tell me more"..... She said. As my Tongue wags my brain remained blank with its sensors dissipated. "Are you saying she should be quick to anger ?.... I said "You mean the Jews are quick to anger?...... She said The more the talk the more her welcome. A pleasure to behold and an experience to die for. "Yes and also very cunny"..... I said "How's that?"......She said. My mouth speaks of another to an Angel who seems so human while the mind is already in full possession of this being so unfamiliar but dear. "I was once given change with two $4 bills inclusive in a Jewish shop"...... I said "hahahahahahahaha! Then the Jews are indeed silly and crafty"...... She said Feeling already in the promise land, I drink its milk without asking and lick its honey without minding "the deed always speak for the doer".... I said "But it's still an assumption and not all may be same"..... She said. A little current then passes through my head stimulating the need to seal this opportunity. "Forget about those devils! What if I say we hang out tonight?"..... I said "No, actually!".....She said. Impressed by her feminine flame which is not uncommon to gorgeouses of her class I pulled the gear once more awaiting the motion to begin. "After such an interesting chat you say no? Are you seeing someone?"....I said "No! But I am a Jew and one of those devils"...... She said. Starring in frustration and self-hate, I stay inanimate, lifeless and dumb, while she laughs graciously which increases the already existent injuries, cutting me piece by piece in the inside. Nothing I said Nothing she said.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 10/10/2014 5:06:00 AM
haha....this was such a fun piece to read.....I love your poetic voice Funom, its fun, deep and just simply amazing......
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Date: 10/28/2014 7:29:00 AM
I'm sorry to take long before replying your wonderful comments. I'm so grateful Herzel
Date: 9/13/2014 3:13:00 AM
Hey Funom!! You are actually my ticket back into the Soup. My email address had been down/out and when I was finally able to open it, I had 600+ messeges...yikes! Anyhow...blah blah blah.:) This is a clever write, enjoying this verbal exchange. It flies upward, outward and then lands with a thud. I'm going to send this to myself to reread...thank you! Keep well, Mikki
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Funom Makama
Date: 9/23/2014 12:05:00 PM
Thank you so much Michelle
Date: 8/20/2014 10:39:00 PM
Dear Funom: Well said. Leon
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Funom Makama
Date: 9/5/2014 10:49:00 AM
Thanks so much Leon
Date: 8/4/2014 6:40:00 PM
Appreciated your poetic viewpoint on bigotry...the ending definitely grew!!
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Date: 9/5/2014 10:49:00 AM
Thanks a lot Gwendolen Rix
Date: 8/4/2014 9:52:00 AM
Hi Funom... Like flattery, fun and flirting, sullenness, sarcasm and scorn are without class, colour or creed. How right you are as you slowly but surely unravel your message... IF i am reading it correctly... :) Thank you for posting. It is lovely
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Date: 9/5/2014 10:50:00 AM
Thanks a lot Thomas Mansfield

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