We are all essentially African. That's where humanity first took birth.
Some then left Africa to populate every land mass on planet earth.
Those of us who remained in equatorial Africa kept our very dark protective skin.
It served as a natural sun block,
preventing harmful ultra violet rays from contaminating our bodies from within.
As we migrated closer to the poles we began to slowly depigmentize.
It was an evolutionary trade off, one might call evolutionarily wise.
The rays of the sun when closer to the poles
are not as harsh as in sub tropical Africa and the pole's climate is cold.
Where as in Africa we walked naked with our protective dark skin,
The poles were colder. We wore clothing over our slowly depigmentizing skin.
Depigmentizing all the quicker because of very little exposure to the sun at all.
Because we differ in skin color doesn't mean anything good or bad at all.
We were and still are all the same human specie, unlike our cousins, the extinct Neanderthal.
We are all homo sapiens. We are all the one and only Human Race.
In a nutshell, that says it all.
To All Hate Groups Out There and hate individuals too.
Be forewarned. Be aware. Your over due extinction is about to come true.
I speak for all with knowledge who have truly evolved too,
"We All Welcome The Extinction Of All The Ignorance Created By All Of You."
You should all welcome it too, so that all of you can truly, for the common good,
intellectually evolve too.
Copyright © SillyBilly theKidster | Year Posted 2009
Build me a temple high…high…high up where the sun can rise
Where good can shine and the evil die as a plant in winter time.
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Build it high up the moon
But under the sky
And let the sun shine
Through the skin that dims inner light
Let the light unfold the eyes
And see the beauty inside of this small world that wants to shine
Let the war be the plant that could die in winter time
Let it rise
Let peace in the world rise
High…high up like a bird flying up to the sky
Let it die
Let hate die
As a phoenix and be reborn as a flower
Full of scents and beauty instead.
Let it shine
Let our inner light shine
Let it shine through our skin and show us that we can light up the way without hate and
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Let the battle field turn into a garden
Let the soldiers be the flowers
And the ammunition be the fertilizing soil
Build me a temple high…high up the sky
To symbolize world peace.
Don’t rush take your time
until we find out that we can shine
Let our soul rise
Let our evil die
Let our ability to find world peace shine.
Copyright © yesica lantigua | Year Posted 2009
Deep breath to shake it
Cold chill slivers down fast
Beating against cage of heart
Cage of body
Cage of soul
Legs begging to run
Heart aching to be free
Truth to self
aching to be seen
Sweet scent of dry savannah plains
Sharp smell of thorny veins
The aroma of Africa surrounds
Scents sights sounds
In these home is found
Snarling at every motion made
Scared but defiant
Blinded by fear and rage
Paws long for endless journeys
On paths walked centuries ago
For elegance in element
A space all her own
Where earth still bleeds red on horizon
Morning and night
Continuing the endless fight
Fight for borderless freedom
The pale yellow green eyes
Dismays the truth inside
But tell the story
Of wild soul
Story to unfold
Copyright © Fierce Malilangwe | Year Posted 2013
Blackness, a dark version of me, badness, negativity.
No matter how fast i run or were i run too your right behind me.
Even the brightest sun doesn’t destroy you, you only exist because of me.
All i know is when i face the darkness you disappear, but to only return when the sun rises.
Copyright © Gareth Smith | Year Posted 2013
You, us, I
It's all a lie
I just want to take your soul
and have you mentally die
There will come a day
when you think I'm all yours
that's when your life will have
constant down pours.
For I'm a girl who wears a mask
deep down inside I'm filled with Malice
I promise to bring you down under
make you choke on your own smoke
as I smile looking into your eyes.
Make you feel as if you're a blunder
make you wish you'd never
want to see another sun rise.
Copyright © Jolly Figs | Year Posted 2013
Freedom before my lost brother
They march before the rising sun with guns at six
We stand before sun down with signs of freedom
Who really marches to the same drum?
When my hand have been blown off for beat
The beat, the beat, the beat
As he races from the explosion of freedom in his chest
To escape this tide of hate
That swept us slaves of red, white and blue
And he is nothing like before when hate took him away
He is a man at six and we are still children as adult
War took my hands and feet I am no solider
I fight for freedom not money
You fight so this tide will not cross-oceans and sands
We fight here for food and light
And light, to breathe, to die for family
Across the ocean hand my son an ak-47
And he will march and kneel before God for forgiveness
Hand my brother a ruger and he will stand in the shadows for American greed
Greed in the land of freedom and hope, black in the shadows
And mother can mend wounds here across the oceans she can only dial
Mother over there must know how to be doctor and surgeon, and warrior for the
Generation to survive, to live
We cannot procreate; we are the ends of mankind
With bombs in the hands of babies
To extend our left hand of hate across the ocean, across towers of hope
We must all be the same here a million mile from each other
My skin dictates that I hate, be hated, I rape, be raped
I bleed red, white and blue
Watching in shock, disbelief as red, white and blue goes up in flames in the
Ashes of the wind just like you
Freedom can never come to me here before her with that torch
My mother across the ocean must be sending me a package of death to kill my
Your four father because my complexion means that no one can see me
I am a lost brother, forgotten sister
Hated child with no hands, no hands in freedom
March me before television cameras, signs of peace, and words of love
I am still a lost brother............ before truth
But you knoe me so well..
From the the same box that caused my cousins in your land to be hung
Money means nothing here, Money means every thing beside her with the torch
Pass it to me so I may freedom---the truth
Copyright © Toya Williams | Year Posted 2006
infinity lost divinity
am i joking myself?
i hate it here...
these voices wont shut up
they keep on talking
they keep on yelling
they keep on screeching their nails upon my chalkboard heart
amen for them those tiny people
i do not know what this is
a poem to a savior
or trying to create one
its not the latter
for i need not lie
walking down the streets
with streetlights overhead
i wake up in the morning
to find my body dead
it lays there oh so fragiley
with insicions running deep
it seemed like someone wanted
to forget me in their sleep
the time to dream has come
leave this world with slumber in your head
and leave this mind with my body dead
control everything i never wanted anyways
cuz i dont care...
stop trying to make me you
you foul little item of filth
i rest here to refuel myself
transfuge my heart
for the bleeding
continued throughout the evening
such a simple word
is there a place that i can hide so everyone can see me?
cuz i want to be there
in the blackened spotlight...
pity is my apathy
my little remedy
the tiny thing that makes me feel like im happy
like im pittied
mockery is what i love to say
especially involving you...
hope to die
and hate to live
why did the chicken cross the road?
if all that was there
was a noose
the sun has risen
Copyright © jeremy rudko | Year Posted 2006
My arms form constellations,
the sun smirks with revenge
Copyright © Viola Darkly | Year Posted 2016
Look away out there to sea
Look away just across the street.
Look away at the sun that shines
Look away at the light that gives life.
Now look and tell me what you see
Could it be sadness or joy/
Could you see the water that will be rain
Under the clouds, That you look away far away.
Look away to those that love and those that hate.
Make a smile and the other a frown.
But don't look away they might be friends.
Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2016
Standing on the lowest point on the earth
With burning heart giving me sensation of hearth
On such a cold dark night
Without a vision of an angel upon my sight
I wonder by here all alone each and every day
Without my heart, my life, passing through my way
Oh my sun has left me never to rise
Leaving me helpless, my life’s a despise
But my love, you are worth all the while
The whole world stops with your single smile
I’m just a admirer nothing more than that
My life’s a cold floor now, you were my mat
By those sweetly spoken words form your lip
My heart runs, your words are always there to keep
Worse than me, my heart’s the one who’s hurt so much
I miss your smile, your voice your silent touch
Every time I dream I miss you
Feels like holding you picture and kiss you
Years have gone but you I haven’t forgotten
Guess how hard it’s to live without a sun
Ask me the pain of that, it’s been ages
That’s the only reason I’m filling blank pages
Rejoice in life is not for me
Pain in heart, happy for others to see
Like the candle burning beside me, my heart burns
Through these veins of mine, your vision runs
It’s so hard to hold the tears filled in the eyes
To search for the sun at night in the skies
To be in dark room full of fears
With songs of depression into my years
It’s so easy to be a girl, loved by all
Unlike boys, never happy in life, always to crawl
Surrounded by the world I’m just a pawn
Without you in my head form dusk to dawn
For as your love I’m out of tear I can’t cry
I’m so young now for me to die
But to die for you, you are really worth it
Still I’m alive, for us to meet
Its not that I can’t die for thee
I can’t live without you in front of me to see
How can I even think of dying?
I’d rather be happy like this, always crying
I’ll wait for you till I make sea of tears
I’ll really wait even if it will take thousand of years
You are really beautiful and always jolly
My dear I’m ugly and always melancholy
You my love, your life’s always a bloom
But my life, oh poor me always a gloom
Without a single picture of you, I wait
Without my heart by my side, my life still a gait
A sad feeling inside my heart, always to born
Life full of pain sorrow and frisson
Sitting on my bed, this precious time I kill
The empty blank pages on copy is what I fill
Life’s what you decide, not of your fate
Life's not full of love it's full of hate
Copyright © Anuj Ghimire | Year Posted 2008
I do not know?
Forgive the sun that didn't shine,
The sky had asked her in to dine.
Forgive the stars that heard your wish,
The moon prepared their favorite dish.
Forgive the rain for its attack,
The clouds have tears they can't hold back.
Don't hate the birds 'cause they are free,
Don't envy all the things they see.
Don't block the wind, but hear its cry,
Or else that wind may pass you by.
Forgive the storm it means no harm,
Could not resist showing its charm.
Forgive the earth that never turns,
Don't hate the sun, because too much burns.
Life intends to not cause pain,
The flowers bloom from all the rain.
The storm will come and it will pass,
The sun that shines, it grows the grass.
The wind it cannot help but cry,
The stars at night light up the sky.
Forgive the world in which we live,
We'll all find peace if we forgive.
Copyright © Jeannifer Pugh | Year Posted 2005