Best Ethnic Group Poems
I’m from the piano in my living room,
from the music and melody.
I’m from the old, shabby couches,
(Placed proportionally,
opposite side from the TV)
I’m from the mirror,
the clear reflection
whose face I remember
staring at in the morning.
I’m from the mud under the cemented ground in the yard,
(Brown, lumpy
filled with the elements of Earth)
I am from the fruits grown in my garden,
delicious when freshly picked.
I’m from the swing set,
run-down and tattered,
yet bringing back sweet
and wistful memories of the past.
I’m from the neighborhood mailbox,
beaten down and ragged.
I’m from the local Starbucks,
freshly brewed coffee.
From the dental clinic my father
worked hard to build.
I’m from my Uncle Benajir’s love,
an unconditional and spoiling love.
I’m from Aunt Helena’s
big mouthed personality,
causing trouble and anger amongst many.
I’m from the love and support from my cousins,
Rahat and Tasfia,
whose love has affected me greatly
throughout my life.
I’m from the judgmentals
and the backdated,
from the close minded and ignorant.
I’m from the Islam is the one true religion
and a Quran I have learned to read
throughout my childhood.
I’m from the Dates eaten
during Ramadan.
I’m from the fuchkas
brought from Artesia,
the Indian market of California.
I’m from the biryanis,
the cultural grain
of my ethnic group,
made especially for get-togethers.
In my closet are family albums,
filled with old pictures,
an array of familiar and unfamiliar faces
bringing about stories from the past.
I am from those memories --
stories about my long distant cousins
to my maternal grandparents --
I am from those memories.
They took my blood and ethnic group, they did.
My soul was skulking, knowing of the strains
If I have no visa, they’ll get mad
Reading my thick newspaper was sad
Seeing they’re deporting love again
They took my blood ,my heart and I feel bad
Water has no salt whereas blood has
And losing it will cause a lot of pain
If we have no visas, oh dear God.
The water circulates; we’re effing dead
So when we’re shot there’s no red blood to stain
They looked for human souls and then they bragged
The Jews, the gays the helpless .felt cold dread
And who resists now Fascism rides again?
We scream when we’re asleep,oh helpless God.
We invented torture , prison, shame
Were God here he’d hear the frightened groans
They took my ethnic group and stole my blood
Now they call me ” ”, ain’t life sad?
One would think that the feeling of being a slave would create understanding
One would think that racism would die off and cease to overtake our surrounding
Equality has become but a faint memory buried with a man Africa once so greatly looked up to
Labels still floating around, separation amongst people. All subject to the race or ethnic group they belong to
Don’t you think there was a little furry passed with a law?
Just a little vengeance kneaded in, tables turned, no longer holding the short end of the straw?
So arose the system with a pretty name “Affirmative action”.
5-1 the number of bullets in the gun gradually making a subtraction
Acquiring our positions based on our skin colour instead of based upon or level of education
Supressing the “Suppressors” with lethal repercussions and lack of evaluation
So carry on placing the one colour above the other, turning us against each other until the streets run red with anarchy
Then hypocritically teach your kids about equality, living one foot in and one foot out of controversy.
One would think we as a nation would learn from a neighbouring sunken country. Stay united and grow far beyond expectation
One can only hope for these lines to be erased, for skin colour, gender and religion factors to be cancelled out and do away with exaggeration
The world is the way it is and shall remain as such, the universe will be the way it should be keeping the balance as top priority
So even if I cannot change the world. With my words I keep spreading the love! One of the minority.
Certain diseases seem to be more prevalent in some races than others
So with no other issues in your family health care history
You still may have risk factors for several diseases
Just by belonging to a particular ethnic group
African Americans
Have an increased risk for diabetes
Insulin resistance
Have the highest heart-disease risk for high blood pressure
Asian American
Have an increase risk for osteoporosis (especially women)
Caucasians
Have an increase risk of osteoporosis (especially women)
Litinos
Have an increase risk for diabetes
Insulin resistance
Are over 6x more likely to develop kidney disease if diabetic
Native Americans
Have an increase risk for diabetes
Insulin resistance
6x more likely to develop kidney disease if diabetic
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EKO @50
TIME OF THOUGHT:LOSS
DATE OF THOUGHT:2015
A damsel was born decades ago
Her name is EKO
Eko Ile Ogbon
She is the most sought after amongst other
The eyes of the Southwest states
The favourite of her mother Country Nigeria
The choice of all
Her northern and eastern arms is shared by the Gateway state (Ogun State)
Adun ba'rin ma to'si
Her western arms is shared with Republic of Benin
Even her Southern arms lies the Atlantic Ocean
Thanks to the ancient settlers of Eko the CENTER OF EXCELLENCE
The Aworis I salute thee "Kitigbe o" ? "O gbe ire"
Beckone on them for varieties of sea fishes; Obokun, Epiya............
Eko Akete
The home to deities of fortune and wealth
Eko Ile Aje
The first ever style can be found within her walls
Won kere si nonba Eko
Eko is ever radiant as the sun and the star
Her fortunes makes her markets rival to none;
Do you need food spices? Danfo knows the route to Oyingbo
Ladipo market is home to all automobile parts you ever think of
Your electronics solution lies in Alaba market
Attires of many colours that makes Eko the home of fashion is there in Balogun market
No wonder the mamooth population of different tribes
Igbo kwenu, your inmense investment cannot be ignored
Yaya dei,
Ara o le bi? Ase jere o
Eko a home to a number of warring ethnic group
To whom much is taken
Much is to be given
Now is the right time to celebrate her (Eko)
Let all her suitor gather round
Her celebration is on
Eko is just 50years, but her riches makes one think she's older than metuselat
If you have not been to Eko,it is certain you dont know Eyo
Her fortune spirit beckones on all
Eko is a friend of all, foe to none
Eko gbole o gbo'le
Eko embodies the economic future of Africa
"Eko o ni baje o" O baje ti"
I won't drop my pen, so I can write many more without saying Kabiosi o Oba Rilwan Akiolu 1. Also more grease to your elbow, your excellency Governor Akinwunmi Ambode.
Gbogbo Eko aku odun aku iyedun ooo
God Bless Lagos State. God bless Nigeria . God bless Africa.
The nasty words you spoke in private toward a specific group of people rightfully were made
public and revealed what you truly harbor in your heart.
I'm a proud and intelligent member of the ethnic group your nasty words attempted to debase.
Look in your mirror and ask, when, where, and how did my bigotry make its unfortunate ugly start?
More importantly, have you ever asked yourself why you disrespect certain ethnic groups for no proven
reason, and adore other groups simply because of the color of skin?
Your nasty words vividly reflect a soul that's empty, a mind engrossed in ignorance, and a vision
myopic at best. What a pitiful state of existence you live in.
It's actually sad that in your mind, you truly believe your nasty words are justified, giving you a false sense
of extreme power over the subservient "them."
What your nasty words have truly done is dull the magnificent glow in your heart you were born
with, and displace it to a state of existence, way too far south of being dime.
Your nasty-words-state-of-mind is crippling you mentally and physically in ways you're not even
astute enough to be aware of. Ignorance will not allow you to.
Without heartfelt change, you'll never experience the wonderful embracing of all worthy
humankind. Tolerance and understanding for others not like you, are attributes foreign to you.
So, continue along your path of misguided tunnel vision. You should openly and with vigor recruit others that
think exactly as you do. What a despicable union of bigots you will all make.
Then, for the betterment of humankind, unlike Noah and the Ark, your vile group should congregate in distasteful
harmony, then immediately take a non-returnable ship to distant outer space.
Al Johnson, aka Alfredo Leon
1. Nigeria my mother's land
Old as olumo rock
Always green in vegetation
Rich in culture and traditions
5. Nigeria my mother's land
A nation with diversified ethnic group
A nation of diversified in ethnicity
But infield in unity
9. Full of love and caring
Full of different tribe's and custom's
11. Nigeria my mother's land
As colourful as a rainbow in the dark
Shining like a star in the heavens
Sweet as a honey
15. Field with wisdom and knowledge
A land of great icons in work diligent
Our land of hope by two rivers divided
With lush vegetation by nature provided
19. A nation that feeds on diet of heavens
supplement
An ocean that runs through the test of raging
Storms un torn
No one who lives in him keeps on sinning.
No one who continues to sin has either seen him or known him.
1John 3:6
Some people in the world can claim to know
Christ Jesus while they don't know Him.
If Devil is a Liar and the father of lies
I can doubt when a liar claims
he " she " doesn't know Devil.
As Jesus is the Truth,
It is unconvincing when a liar claims
to know Christ Jesus.
Don' t be surprised when a person hears some truths
and puffs up automatically like a big balloon
and thinking to become a goon
to bump off a true person
just because he " she" is not ready
to vomit poisoned food
which he "she " swallowed
and being stuck
in his " her" belly
Like a foetus that is growing daily.
If someone continues doing wrong things
He" she " doesn't know Christ Jesus,
No matter his " her" colour skin or ethnic group.
Some people claim to know Christ Jesus
while they are secret murders, killers , Satanists,
witches, wizards, hypocrites , haters , and liars.
Some people still have chance to repent their sins
and welcome the Lord Christ Jesus in their lives.
I know that some folks refused to change their wrong ways due some worldly interests.
I won't stop helping them to come out of the snare of devil.
The scripture tells us more about some folks
who think to be Christ's followers
that will be rejected on Judgement day.
Remember that some guys carry
the bible for funny
And others for glory.
(10/25/12)
The black days of history that many do not know
And many refuse to accept - of how the black man
Helped AMERICA to be the greatest country yet.
They was brought here as slaves because the
Color of their skin !
But their minds was never searched to see
What lied within.
Every ethnic group that came to the states
Had many a hardship that they had to face.
Every race that came was given a derogatory name
Which they had to accept and had felt the shame.
But they all contributed to this great nation of ours
Which is now known as the greatest power.
These are just a few facts of what the blacks
Had given to this nation, and many of these
Became part of our salvation.
FACTS: )1) john love- invented the pencil sharpener in 1897
2) Joseph lee -invented a bread making machine that mixed
The ingredients and kneaded the dough in 1895
3) Thomas l Jennings was the first African American to receive
A patent in 1821 which was for a dry cleaning process.
He used the money earned from his patent to purchase
Relatives out of slavery and support abolitionist causes.
4) madam c.j. walker (1867-1919) daughter of a former slave
Who suffered hair loss in her twenties and created hair care
Products , and allowed her to open a factory and school to
Train hundreds of black women to be economically self sufficient
And become one of the first female millionaires in U.S. history.
There is still something that burns in my heart
And when I think of it -it tears me apart
Of all the people in this great nation
That have been put to the ground
There lies one race that still lives
Way below the poverty line and
The government says there doing fine.
The “AMERICAN INDIAN” who had
Most all treaties broken and of this the
Government hasn’t spoken.
Many families of five and more
Living in a shack without a door
Just a blanket to stop the wind
To me this is a crying sin.
The Indian charities having to buy
fifty five gallon drums for water
And many of them on “back order”.
I know that I started writing this poem for the blacks
But on the Indian nations - I can’t turn my back.
We have to help one another, for we’re all
Sister and brother.
GOD BLESS US ALL
© L . RAMS
Newsflash
New the Jewish New Year
Ike Davis hits 2 home runs
Newsflash
Israel's Baseball tean beat
South Africa near the Jewish New Year
Newsflash
My late father used to speak about Sid Luckman,
world famous football player
Around the time of the Jewish New Year
Newsflash - Sandy Koufax(the left arm of G-d) is
still alive
He took off on the Jewish New year
Newsflash - Samuel Reshevsky
was U.S. Chess Champion
and turned to Orthodoxy
ethnic pride is certainly permissible
And we have some great members of the tribe!
(despite having a few bad apples - like every other ethnic group)
The only thing i know
about my identity is that
i am an African,
The only thing i know
about my family is that
it is scattered all over
the face of Africa and
the Diaspora.
The only thing i know
about my roots is that
they are African.
I am of no particular
bloodline,
I am of the African
bloodline.
I belong to no
particular ethnic group,
for i embrace the
diversity of the African
Ethnicity.
The rythm of my
heartbeat is that of
African drums
My eyes bring forth the
African sunshine
My feet caress the
African soils with mystic
magic
The works of my hands
speaks of nothing but
African Originality
I am but an African
princess
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Only at the top of “Mapo” Hill
Lies the old but tattered roofs
Of the ancient city of Ibadan
"Ajorosun" the second largest in Africa
Archaic modern city with which we measure
The political tempo and potentio-meter
Of the most populous black nation in the world
The city of those who only chew “Oro”
And converse with the mat for the dinner
The city of those who ride and rid people
Their properties with horses and impunity
Those who refuse to know “Laipo”
Stand not to know the city called Ibadan
The city of the real warriors and conquerors
Alayande Stephen. T
2nd of Novembere ,2005
12.09pm
Inside a Lagos bus on my way to Ibadan
From Lagos.The inspiration came when
The vehicle (Sango-Molete) got to Bere,
Behold I saw Ibadan and the tattered roofs.
NB-"Ajorosun" is a Yoruba word from an Ethnic group in Nigeria.It is used as
praise poetry for the Ibadan people of Nigeria.
The faithful white race MAGA troop
Should look at this late-breaking scoop:
Trump's "elites" agree
Their face lifts to be
Will ape the Chinese ethnic group
Once upon a time there were two families,
In which the husbands were confronted with choices,
The consequences of which could be condemning their wives
To a lifetime of pill popping and labelling,
Although neither were told that in such stark terms.
Both wives freaked out with one of their babies,
Both husbands were asked if they wanted their wives to be hospitalised,
One said yes and one said no.
One wife is now a permanently depressed and not fit for much,
At home mostly by herself,
Relying on copious supplies of pills,
And visits from the other wife who is from the same ethnic group.
And she never stops ringing the wife not on pills all hours of the day.
Her husband has never come out of denial and ovoids his responsibility,
Their daughter now in her twenties had barely coped throughout,
And may or may not escape her Mothers fate.
For a start the Mother not on pills was paid by Barnardoes,
To help and support the child and Mother,
But that was only temporary,
And pretty soon the family was unsupported and the pill popping increased.
Now the other Husband made a different decision,
The family had three children,
All got a high education and have jobs or about to.
Admittedly the husbands were of a different nature,
The one who said no was an early childcare teacher,
Who could take up the slack,
Including taking two of the children to work with him for a year,
During the rough times.
I don't regret my decision,
Even though our marriage is far from perfect,
Especially as we see the consequences of a a different decision most weeks.
My wife is now studying
And has friends and not alone to overthink and reach for her pills.
But I do find it hard not to be angry with the other husband and his decision.
We used to be friends but now he is too proud to even talk to me,
You just can't help some people.
But never mind we can can spend $50 million on a children's playground,
Hundreds more on sports stadiums that most will never enter.
And next to nothing on reducing pill popping as a solution to all our problems.
Newsflash
Near the Jewish New Year
Ike Davis of the New York Meetropolitans hit 2 home runs
Newsflash
Near the Jewish New Year
Israel's baseball team beat South Africa
Newsflash
My late father used to speak about Sid Luckman
World Famous Football hero
News flash
Sandy Koufax (the left arm of God) is
is still alive
Newsflash
And took off on the Jewish New Year
Newsflash
Samuel Reshevsky
was U.S. Chess Champion
Ethnic pride is permissible
And there are manyy good member of the tribe
Despite having some very, very bad apples
like every other ethnic group