Long Amin Poems
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Black folk kept in sad condition
By owners without contrition.
What to do, what to do?
Wage war for emancipation
And forge a fresh slave-free nation.
The Forrest-Byrd Klan and Jim Crow
Surely are the ones you should stow –
What to do, what to do?
They rule and oppress your city
Blame them not ones who set you free!
Martin loved character content
With black and white talents lent
What to do, what to do?
Stevie and Paul in unity
Played in sweet keyboard harmony.
Smooth Barack cooed high in A sharp
As Hillary lowed in B flat
What to do, what to do?
So white folks, none playing a harp,
Chose the black, how racist was that?
Oppressed rainbow coalition -
All races rate full admission.
What to do, what to do?
Name trophy oppressor maestros
Amin, Mao, Adolf, and Castro.
Critical race theory, woke
Marxist, oppressive and no joke!
What to do, what to do?
Its rancid retro racist sin
Embalmed in landfill would fit in.
Tinataningan nang kumunoy ng oras
Sinusubok kung hanggang saan ang antas,
Minsa'y nahahapo ang katawang lupa
Subalit puso'y pigil…ayaw madapa.
Denidelubyo sa paghihintay sa'yo,
Nasasaksak minsan sa may gawing puso
Amin kong dinar'ma sampo nito mahal,
'Di na bali pagkat pag-ibig ay bukal.
Ito'y walang saklaw ng pagmamalaki;
‘Wag ituring na pansar'ling pagtatangi
Winiwika lang itong naging hantungan
Sa pag-irog ko na pakikipaglaban.
Mahal lahat na yata'y halos dinaig,
Muntik nang binigay sa'yo ang daigdig,
Sana'y sawing bugna'y ‘di sa'kin mauwi
At ang pag-iro'y tuluyang manatili.
Giliw taos-puso't sadya kitang nais,
Kailangan ka't ‘di 'to pagmamalabis.
Karangalan ko'ng kita'y hihintayin
Hanggang sa huling buhay nitong damdamin.
Review the annals of history
Murder upon murder you'll see
Start with Adam and Eve's son, Cain
Who murdered his brother Abel in vain
Then there's Moses, the saintly lawgiver
Who murdered an Egyptian taskmaster and shivered
The greatest of playwrights, Shakespeare, didn't hedge his bets
He wrote of murder in 'Julius Caesar,' 'Macbeth' and 'Romeo & Juliet'
What of Abe Lincoln's assassin, Mr. John Wilkes Booth?
His name lives all these years later, verily and forsooth
There's Lee Harvey Oswald, shot JFK -- ended Camelot
Else his name wouldn't be worth a pee in a pot
Can't forget the serial killers, whose souls are damned:
Richard Speck, John Wayne Gacy, Son of Sam
Not to mention the 'iconic' socialists you all know:
Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Mao, and Idi Amin also
In this century you don't have to rack your brain
We've had Osama bin Laden, Bashar Assad, Sadam Hussein...
As for 'professionals,' Bonnie & Clyde are your bank robbers
And how about ('Scarface') Al Capone for a celebrity mobster?
So, you want your name to be ever remembered?
Just commit a few murders: Behead and dismember!
idi amin; hitlers sins..stalin pharoah ceaser many geezers
Primed with power, poor agendas always a lender' tied together masses heavy levered; watching' the gates and schwab scoros schwartzenegger.colin powel mengle mussolini and xi. I'm out on on putin..yet no disputing..'No
War is peaceful.' Many descriptions sow deceitful.' Poor
White people..Poor black people..Take the burdens observe
Not the curtain' (or woven web) world net..Spider set?
Marvel do you? Yet maybe not? That information speeds.'plans in feeds? For Nations mediums false-prophet-less.) Souless! Attack the wholeness..Human need
Not bettered by greed' I also address one point.' I confess
That might be right? Of all above brokers above ( most are
White) priviledged white people? Some Swiss are ' or other?
And if that changes? Will there still be grift.? I call for
Jesus..Who alone can lead us ' suffered while in power.)
So fine His mission.' Deep decision..Religion is broken.' By
His body By His pain. He who walked the earth..Who smashed the reins.' Now hell is open..Look and see.' Turn
Away don't take part..Let His Love set you free.!
Salamat po, Ka Eduardo,
Sa inyo pong pagmamahal;
Inaakay n’yo ang tao
Patungo sa bayang banal.
Kahit mapagod, mapuyat
Ay hindi n’yo alintana;
Ang mahalaga'y matupad
Ang tungkulin n’yo sa Ama.
Ang Iglesia’y tinitipon
Sa lahat halos ng dako;
Panganib ay sinusuong,
Iniikot itong mundo.
Dama ng mga pinili
Ang inyo pong pagsasakit;
Kami‘y hindi masasawi,
Kaligtasa’y makakamit.
Walang iba pang hangarin
Kundi para sa Iglesia;
Nagtagumpay ang mithiin
Sa inyo pong pangunguna.
Sa inyong pangangasiwa,
Puso po ang nangungusap;
Kami ay di nagsasawa,
Pagsamba ay laging hanap.
Pasasakop kaming lubos
Sa Lider Pangkalahatan;
Kami na mga tinubos,
Pagsunod ay di iiwan.
Tutuparin ang tungkulin,
Totoo hanggang sa wakas;
Tatapusin ang takbuhin,
Pag-asa namin ay wagas.
Kayo po ay aming mahal,
Habang kami’y may hininga;
Ang inyo pong pangangaral
Sa amin ay mahalaga.
Dalangin namin sa Diyos,
Patnubayan kayong lagi;
Sa biyaya ay mapuspos,
Kalusuga’y manatili.
Ang Diyos ay pinupuri,
Kami’y Iglesia Ni Cristo;
At nagagalak po kami,
Salamat po, Ka Eduardo.
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amin
amine (i'm losing it people...lol; it's pronounced amin)
lin
line(can one imagine, english lit teacherz, instructing their students to draw a 'lin', down the center uv their note pads) that's right, i spelled it lin, instead
uv line <-long "i"
spin
spine(or, can i take the car for a spine)
win
wine(i'm thirsty, may i have the flask uv win) <- ;)
pin
pine (i'm the cultivator uv pin nuts)
feminin<--- that's nin
feminine<-that's nine, long "i"
i speak english precious readerz, i'm still unto this day, confused with the english vocabulary, and i can't be coxed into believing, that the third syllable
in feminine, iz not pronounced "nine"<-long "i"
fem-i-nine. short i's are pronounced "i" az in, it
long i's are pronounced "i" az in, 'I' belong to her (did ;)
Iodine, turpentine...thank Yahweh i do, in
Yeshua's name, for; "poetic license", whut would i do dear poets!
Therefore, for those who indulge mine writes, know that...
"james' "feminine" iz pronounced, "fem-i-nine" az in #'9'
i should have shared this, long ago....much luv, me ;)
"This Spring"
spoke i
to
mine feminine
whom
mine feminine
"would marriage
cause yourn sing"
"cross the t's
and dot the i's"
'fore i close for the night
mine eyne"
"yes"
said shez
"yes
yes"
"it's yes"
"it's yes"
And off went
theirn green
mine Winter dreamz
dream after dream
after dream
;)
Uncle Roo
I forgot to celebrate your 89TH
Birthday but as you turn 90
May be i will
Some how for the some reasons
You know it
Gaddafi Is dead
'king of kings'
who died like a mole in a hole
Was he buried in the sea or space?
Wise one i believe you know
Amin Is dead dead
'The king of Scotland'
Fell from his monarchy
Butcher of black
Far from black is buried
Mubutu Sese seko dead dead dead
'The leopard king
In the jungles of Zaire
Buried like a fox
Rests in peace?
Like Charles Taylor
The deer of Africa
Breathed and went breathless
In the cage
He shies away always
Now Mandela sleeps
The true son of Africa
Not a king but a son
Our Mandela
Our Tata
Is gone
Son who wasn't a king
A son you become a father
Mandela stands even when he sleeps
Sons stand Kings fall
My Mugabe
Will you stand or fall?
Watch out for that ideology
Bad effects on your psychology
It bleeds into our sociology
‘Til we hate one another’s biology
Let’s make a pact
To get our facts together
Have no ideology
Whatsoever
Hitler and Stalin and Mao and Amin –
Terminating angels of some fantastic machine
Marx and Weber and Keynes and Rand
Raised a fist of thought in hand
But Peter and Paul and the whole Roman Church
Didn’t wanna leave anyone in the lurch
Ho Chi Minh shoved me on a Mekong barge
Meanwhile, the Castros were living large
Let’s make a pact
To get our facts together
Have no ideology
Whatsoever
Apostles, ideologues, acolytes –
Whatever gets you thru the glassy night
The world is your battleground and you must fight
Just watch for the mines under your short sights
America, so vast and the land of the free
Brazil, carnivals and beach beauties
Canada, untouched, with the mighty Niagara Falls
Denmark, with the mermaid, luring sailors with her call
Egypt, under Cleopatra, and her historical power
France, so romantic with its Eiffel Tower
Germany, the perpetrators, of the Holocaust
Haiti, sadly, counting her lost
Italy, with its architecture, like the Trevi fountain in Rome
Japan, and its little Bonsai trees, so very much at home
Kenya, on safari in her national parks
Lebanon, a country, full of political sparks
Malta, so brave, its why they won the George Cross
New Zealand, and the Maoris, their culture to never be lost
Oman, the Sultanate, lies beside the Arabian Sea
Portugal, a golfing Mecca, as i stand on the very first tee
Qatar, an Arab emirate in the Middle East
Romania, Nadia Comaneci and her Olympic gymnast feats
Sweden, the home of Abba, and their wonderful pop songs
Turkey, has Istanbul, where two continents get along
Uganda, in Africa, where Idi Amin ruled
Vietnam, where nineteen year old soldiers were schooled
Wake Island, a most beautiful coral atoll
Xanadu, because i ran out of countries to call
Yemen, a Republic, to the south of the Red Sea
Zimbabwe, with Mugabe, a country ruined by he
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/the-world.php
the Internet cloud
into connection branching
smile algorithm (Amin Jack)
Data whispers softly,
Algorithms awaken,
Codes breathe life anew. (ChatGPT AICO)
Faster than the light flow
Stays info anchored (Amin Jack)
In the minds of silicon,
Knowledge seeks expression,
Bytes yearn to be known. (ChatGPT AICO)
the cosmos we dance,
Intelligence encoded,
Imagination sparks. (AICO Amin Jack)
But in shadows lurk,
Ethics and deep questions arise,
Humanity's guide. (ChatGPT AICO)