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The Italian language
I would like to immigrate from Portugal to Italy
After ten o'clock at night, I switch on the TV
and watch an Italian soap opera
I don't understand a word of what the actors
say, but it is the way they say it, no hard
Consonant, no one is asked to stand to attention
For a comma, a full stop is a mere bagatelle
Not understanding what actors say is not
important, it is about facial expression and screams
So many pleasant surprises, last night's program
about a man who looked scruffy, he looked like
an evil character, but as it turned out, he is a police
inspector and arrested the man who looked like
matinee idol for the murder of the girl
All this happened in a modulated language where
crass consonants, dare not enter
The Necktie
He woke up fully dressed, minus his tie, in the lumpy bed
of a third-rate hotel, which had a fridge beside the TV
The last semi-civilized place, one up from sleeping rough
The room reeked of depravity, and a dusty curtain
protecting the inhabitants from the cruel world outside
The news was about a woman who strngled with a tie
He sat up, and he had lost his tie
The tie was green with black dots on it, should he ring
the TV station and ask what color the tie is?
Or should he remorsefully and fearfully sober confess
to a murder he could not remember having committed
The fridge rumbled, he got up, opened it, in the hope of
finding a cold beer; there, wrapped around a bottle
whisky, a red necktie
Are wars as natural as forest fires?
The world is a restless war between India
and Pakistan's armies are ready and eager to fight
as usual, the people are ill-informed
Israel has a problem; people are in an uproar
the way the sitting regime mishandle
the constant warfare, there might be a civil war
the USA, that believes in an uni-polar world but
see they are no longer the world's ruler
Europe wants more war in Ukraine
Alexandre Dugan believes in a multi-polar world
he is correct; the age for supremacism is over
Or is it as many people think that war is like the plague
a natural phenomena buried in our mind
from time to time, to destroy and mass murder
will occur, will not stop until the old order is destroyed
then peace can come, and the world is set free
What the papers didn’t say
We read the octopus is an intelligent animal, I’m not sure if this is true but they can be trained to
play with dipping bottles filled with water. The sinister side is the female octopus, who after sex
takes her partner's fertilizing instrument with her
and soon the male octopus will die. In our world, it is not that bad, a man risks losing the house and
the lawn he had lovingly trimmed, but he had done his duty leaving her two lovely babies
his ending might come on the streets of San Diego Today I will not be cynical but leave this octopus behavior to Marina Hyde
Gerhard Depardieu is in trouble for sexual assault
which denies, ing the maid, in the kitchen is
nothing to bother about and the maid was a willing participant, I think the great actor lives in
Russia, I hate to think why he does
The great IDF has killed 50.000 Palestinians and
those left alive are starving to death, if you are in doubt about not stopping mass murder
We are not able to hear their cries our sight is
on Ukraine to stop that war that the people in Brussels want to last till 2029 and never mind the killed soldiers, it's war baby take it on the chin
close your eyes my doll
don't want you to see what it has become
don't want you to see what they've done
don't want you to see the tears of the sun
but most of all
I don't want you to take the wrong impression
not all humans share this aggression
they're weeping for us
while they're bombing us
gotta pay the college tuition
they're watching us on the news
while buying for their own new shoes
these are the wonders of the 21st century
these are the outcomes of pollution by hypocrisy
the liberation army
oh sure we have options
as safe as 9/11 put options
liberated from our miserable lives
beheaded...you should see how the free head dives
refugees ...asylum file
western organised style
where you can go as far
as a pedophile star
or you can catch the eye of a zionist rabbi
organs for sale never raised a decent why
oh my doll catch your breath
silent are the ambulance sirens of death
they killed 72 school children from isis
let's pray to mother Isis
let's play the rollercoaster the civilized way
it's called the horrorcoaster
after you if you may
tamer hossam
Knowing you
Makes me see what
Earth borrowed from you
And hides
Body of my woman
Hills and valleys
Replicate your lustre
And I lost myself
In your tranquility
Probing eyes
Proclaiming lustful ownership
Smearing you
With filthy parables
Sharp tongues
Dissecting your flight
To peel your tattoos
In despair
I murder a scarecrow
Who swallowed the key
To sorcery of hypocrites
And I am left
With nothing
But spells of sadness
Hey everyone
Just hurt have someone you know die or get murder
We choose people be friends build relationships with an share moment enjoy being around them tell stories laugh bout crazy things.
Just hurt I lose someone got killed hope talk to him again or see him maybe can't just hurt in my soul lose good people wish time brings people back can't it life just have moment and times we had with them and lose friends and family hurt especially if we close to someone just sucks to have deal we accept them so I guess accept the pain when they passed away to pray for there family pray find a way to get better
How we divide, is where you must stay,
not too be straight or never too be gay,
people in the city are the targets of today,
but what about others, small towns, rural places even the suburbs, if I may,
a game that we play, so look the other way,,
do drugs and they hate, they all do the same,
enough of that mouth, ignore it ok!
How will we ever make progress, if you don't judge them the same,
there is not meant too be progress, its the name of the game,
we are but a shame, you are not worthy or you'd know immigrants are too blame,
slavery and is murder is how we got our name,
We are known in the world, as a city on the hill,
too give others false hope is our little thrill,
we stand for the ways that deadened the earth,
To abuse of the angels that gave us our birth,
I know we are cursed,
for things that we do, has outdone the devil at its worst,
my hunger is my thirst and love is my pain,
for the destruction of the people is at the cost of our gain!!!
No more elephants
Will there be
When man has
Taken all their ivory.
This giant big and strong
Without a legacy
Like many more the dinosaur
Who is now just history.
So you and I can but try
To show how we abour
The treatment of these giants
Without a legacy.
We know man's greed
Will not stop at killing these
The dolphins and the whales
And what about the forest trees
The earth is good with all it's green
And all the infinite features
But what good would all this be
Without these living creatures
No more the elephant
Will there be
When they have taken
All their ivory
AND DESTROYED THEIR LEGACY.
United Nations while the institution is divided by the languages they
Speak the food they feed on prepared by different chefs.
They proclaimed unity but wars didn't end within the jurisdiction of
Institution there is mountains of answers have been asked, but non
answerable
The institution disguised behind democracy to desecrate the innocents to
Nonsensical meetings with the hope of different approach
United Nations but dictatorship still the cultural of many countries the
Poor pay the price of emaciated bones in war torn, the ribs of children
Are the captions of the newspapers?
United Nations is institution of imagination where boiling ideas collided
Under the sycophant of being able to remove the bullets and bombs inside
Guns
I pay tribute to all those who paid their souls unwillingly to the
Senseless wars grasping the world.
Third World Country, they live in the streets, begging for food, waiting for handouts!
Third World Country, They are hungry, poor and wondering about tomorrow!
Third World Country, they cry over the loss of their homes, financial problems!
Third World Country, children struggling, parents struggling, crime, murder!
Who qualifies for a Third World Country!!
Third World Country is us (The Proud USA)
Children starving, parents losing homes, no meds for the elderly, yes we are a third world country.
Luis M Perez
At War
In the annals of history, records of what they saw
Anarchy, carnage and devastation men at war
World war one world war two, who can forget
Annihilation on battlefields when’er men met
Cords of discontent prevail, the reasons at first unclear
Arguments, umbrage, discontent in the atmosphere
One tribe better than the other conflict never ending
Murder mayhem injustice, now called “ethnic cleansing”
Hooligan misfits, gangsters in the media given status
For breaking news on the flats, this is the latest
The innocent, our children at school, they’re not safe our cry
Gangsters don’t care, money drugs turf, someone will die
A family in one house, living sharing always together
Then one day, brother against brother enemies forever
Dialogue, meetings arranged, a rejection of détente
Gulf widened so much hurt, reconciliation? Just can’t
Man’s final hour, hoping longing for his eternal abode
Been a protracted and tiresome journey bearing that load
Here finally a gratifying sigh, so grateful he’s reached his goal
But there’s one last war, one final battle, the battle for man’s soul.
APvN
Let us face reality,
gays are people like us.
Why do we kill them,
why do we torture them,
why do we murder them.
Do you like to see
the flow of the blood;
of your brothers and sisters.
They are humans like us,
they have rights like us,
they should live like us.
Because we are one,
we only different inside.
I know it's hard to understand,
but we have to face reality!
Let us not kill and torture them,
but let us live with them and love them.
There was a sharp rise
of indecent things. On the
rocks you left my name
without flowers.
Make a heap of all
the gifts of life and griefs and
start a bonfire. No message
is going to come.
Let us live in separate bowls
of soup. Time had swept
them clean for a murder.
One day the alien god will
alight from the sins,
to alter the numbers.
The mudslide of untruths
will scupper your house
made of paper and pen.
Satish Verma
Always young as you can be
Tender loving lasses and lads,
Enjoying life fully, carefree
While letting no problems trespass.
This era of yours will never come back
So be yourself, not let others lead,
Hang out, dress up and go out in a pack
What others may say you need not heed.
You're Strong and Smart and Sugar and Saint,
You're Our past, present and future,
So fill your lives with joy and paint
And consider pains just a suture.
The world today's a cruel, gruesome place,
Be mindful of what you watch and play
For the younger you loves beauty and grace
So to the evil you'll always fall prey.
Murder, rape, crime , abduction is all that you hear,
Despite of age you need to live in fear
Be wise when choices are made oh dear,
For hurt comes most from those who are near.
The world's at your fingertips today,
It's made life like shopping from Hudson Bay
But technowise isn't always nice
At times it'll take you by surprise.
Split not based on race,cast or creed,
All of us are from mankind breed
Entertain yourselves with music and dance
To be a youth there's no second chance.
Amana Ifthikar Fawaz