The mule in Gaza
Slowly, on delicate legs, the last mule
in Gaza, pulling a cart carrying old
mattresses, broken chairs, and small
shrouds of children to a resting place
Pulling a kart is as easy as there is no
elevations in Gaza, nor is there
a succulent green field where to feed
Who feeds the mule? It can't live on
spent shells alone, who gives it water
to drink, can it be Hamas, who see in
the mule: the long dream of freedom
We all have dreams, the mule's easy
a green field of luscious green grass.
Categories:
kart, absence, abuse, age,
Form: ABC
,,möge du mich verarsche oder wie?"
Nie anwortete ich so zu sie.
Nur, ich hatte genug vom fieh
Sie zogen es mir unter der nas'
,,im Nu würden sie mehr verdien, komm sie doch zu Real madrd"
Lieber würde ich mit nen champanier von dem einen holen, den bandit
,,Ich verzicht"
,,Wieso denn das?"
Ich schloss das Gespräch, kein nutz für das irgend was
Ist doch kein Geschwätz
Fußball hab ich angefangen für paps
Nun denksten du ich machs für den schnaps?
Lieber würd ich mein Knie nochmal brechen
Was ich schon viele male gehabt haben tan
Der Vertrag war wie ein kassiererzettl
Ich weiß er war es nicht gewesen
Wieso machen die den alle so unbedeutsam?
Ofte male wurde ich vertauscht,
aufgeschmaust,
aufgebauscht
Blaue/rote kart,
hielten mich für eine zart
Also lasse ihn im Fährte spielen
Doch im bvb ich bleib,
Die Jungs hier blieben mir im Leib.
Da kannst du mich rütteln und schütteln ich werd nicht gehen
Ich werdnicht zu diesen losern gehen
Die sich nur die eifersucht ansehen
Categories:
kart, age,
Form: Free verse
Celebrate - (Minichu rhyme form)
Come on son hes on his way
17 and learning to drive
Happy Birthday!
You’re very lucky by the way
I didn’t learn til i was twenty five
Right he’s here! Good luck Okay!
Pay attention and Concentrate
Come back alive
We need to celebrate!
Eight pm the celebrations start
Watch how you drive
This ain’t Mario Kart!
Categories:
kart, celebration,
Form: Rhyme
over years, they had gone apart
because of husband stinky fart
into outdoor she always dart
but, now she used a cart
her face is kinda swart
she got a cute kart
from Walmart
good chart
to start
art
Categories:
kart, humor,
Form: Shape
One day, that rainy day it was,
The day that they decided to give us vegan yogurt,
In school it was all the buzz,
It make us sick like a go-kart
Race, and everybody would agree,
That they would pay no fee,
They would not smile nor shed any glee,
No, they would not let it stay,
They wouldn't pay,
No, not this day,
Not ever, unless you're don't want to obey the laws,
You will never, ever, eat that purple vegan yogurt,
I'd rather throw myself out into the sea
And I think that if I ate it one more time, I wouldn't be okay
Categories:
kart, 5th grade,
Form: Rhyme
On these cold bitter bleak afternoons when the sun sets , the sky turns to a dark but mysterious shade of blue .
As I look through my small window I look up to the moon and I'm instantly reminded of you .
The elegance of its shine warms my heart , fills it with the sweet melodies hoping that these memories of you never depart .
I know it's hard to believe but I've fallen from the start;
like a shooting a star, since back in highschool before everything fell apart .
All the way to when we were playing mario kart up in your living room , my heart sang a different tune.
I got lost in the notes but some how I always chart back to you ,
if I fall and the place turns into dark the light still shining on you .
One of my favorite memories is when we went to that park and wrote our names on the trees
but like the trees and autum leaves , if you leave and rip off the bark
you'll see just like the bark your names been written in my heart .
Categories:
kart, friendship love, girl, memory,
Form: I do not know?
1/28/19
"No Heart"
Studied a flowchart
Then opened a letter with postmarks
Is a slow start
Better than having no part?
Everybody thinks they're so smart
A divided world continuing to grow apart
Listening to music by Mozart
While making my very own art
My soul dark
Cold and sharp
Even when I'm an old fart
Take you out with a blow dart
And speed off in a go-kart
Don't start
What you can't finish, if you got no heart
You most likely will not go far
Just like time has shown so far
Left the boatyard
Then saw the coastguard
While I was using sonar
And holding a crowbar
I will deal you the most harm
If your responsible for letting folks starve
I'll make you sink quick, won't let you float far
Categories:
kart, dedication, fun, poetry, poverty,
Form: Rhyme
I was playing my Nintendo
controller in my hand
I guess I dozed off
to Mario Kart land
It was Donkey Kong Stadium
I was in the lead
no one could catch me
as I reached maximum speed
Approaching the finish line
I heard a thundering squreech
slamming into the back of me
was my opponent peach
Everything went dark
and when I opened my eyes
I had fallen off my bed
only a dream to my surprise.
Categories:
kart, 5th grade, character, funny,
Form: Rhyme
She swayed with her head hung over
The buggy that clanked down the street
And I wondered...the will that drove her
As she walked without lifting her feet
Pushing...her tattered life in a kart
Her eyes fixed...in a frozen stare
Was she the beat of a broken heart
Soul lost...but she didn't know where
Somehow...she looked familiar to me
Yes!..vaguely like someone’s mother
A hint...of what she used to be
Or the sister of someone’s brother
Surely...she once belonged to someone
And I couldn’t help ask myself why
Her life had become completely undone
As despair... spilled out of her eyes
February 15, 2020]
Author: Elaine Cecelia George of Canada
Categories:
kart, humanity,
Form: Quatrain
A wear down-
singular slalom in the emotional vortex-
the realism of a realm that doesn't adhere to your biology and doesn't accept the facts at hand,
one does not alter it,
unless screaming for more sanity to arrive-
though we are not sane beings at core,
we had to dig until we all died.
A wear-down,
just something I had to add,
...a little bit of sweat, blood and tears,
alimony,
grapes-
food art and a bridge,
nothing from the start,
no calamity or even Go-kart,
though it's fun to part,
sanctify some of the little divide,
deepening volumes that outlast our lives,
showing the sun we don't come to die.
Categories:
kart, analogy, art, child, dance,
Form: Light Verse
Santa, I want you to know I've been good.
Ask anyone except the man next door
my teachers and all my brothers. I would
like lots BIGGER things than I got before
because I NEED so much! I’d like a Wii,
a Bowen go-kart, gas-powered, bright red,
a fifty-five-inch Samsung Smart tv,
and I guess that’s all Santa. Your friend, Ted
November 30, 2017
Categories:
kart, child, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
There was a mouse
That lived in a big house
His room was a small hole
He lived with his friend Lucy the mole
One day he had a thought
“How do I raid the kitchen without being caught?”
He asked Lucy and she said be smart
And follow your heart
It was a nice thoughtful slogan
But he had to be aware of the shogun
Sam made plans of what to do
He discussed it with Lucy too
He went into the kitchen and stole two piece of cheese
They were Chinese and Japanese
He went the next day to the kitchen
And was fascinated when he saw a pigeon
The pigeon was smart
But could not catch Sam because he was driving a fast kart
He fell down and was in great pain
And never went to the kitchen again
Benedict( 8 years)
Categories:
kart, children, day,
Form: Rhyme
Its times like these you wish you had somewhere else to go,
To get out of the stronghold that the hardship of life has on you,
To run away from the evil faces of life so visibility of you is low,
But times like these that make you doubt that you will ever get through,
Its times like these you wish you were alone,
No one to attend to, nobody's weight to carry on your side,
No one's problem to solve when you hear them moan and groan
No emotions to show, no emotions to hide,
Its times like these that makes you regret,
To lose memory of the future and that of the past,
Times like these that makes me wish I could forget,
To not remember bad memories that will still last,
Its times like these that makes you miss the one that has your heart,
The one that to whom you gave your all,
The one that makes your heart seem as if it was in a go-kart,
Time to love them, summer, spring, winter, and all through fall......
Categories:
kart, confusion, depression, emotions, life,
Form: Rhyme
art fart mart cart eart yart nart
part oart lart hart gart qart xart
bart zart kart jart rart vart tart
Yahh trick yahhh! Hey soulja boy...yahh trick yahhhhh! hey A***** bogladks;fjsd aldskfjlkasd, Hey calipark
bads;lkgjl;fdaskfl;klkldjlkfadl ldkfjal;ks dfl, everybody wants to talk everybody wants to jive everybody wants a
hand-shake or a high-five!
da da da da da da da da da da da da da da daaaaaaa!!!!
Thats all folks!!!
Categories:
kart, art
Form: Alliteration
The pirates stole the giant’s heart
So that he could love no more
Carried away by horse and kart
To their ship just off the shore
The pirates had a heart attack
The giant called for a storm
They decided to take the organ back
So that things could return to norm
The ship ripped and split in two
All lives were lost at sea
The heart sank deep into the blue
But still continued to beat
Have you ever met a heartless giant?
Things would never be the same
With rage and anger he grew defiant
To make up for the pain
Categories:
kart, heart,
Form: Narrative
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