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The caged animal was told:
You have no right to light
The captured beast was told:
You have no right to fight
The tortured slaves were told:
You have no right to rights
The people with different coloured skin were told:
You have no right to love
The people who cared were told:
You have no right to feel
The humanitarians were told:
You have no right to give
The people who disagreed were told:
You have no right to live
Men make men kneel
Men make animals feel that living is not a right
Men make men see
That their life is not their life
That their life is built on lies
We are not about the
Color of the skin.
The substance of self,
Lies deep with-in.
We are not about
Judging our neighbor.
Or who you believe
Is your savior?
We are not about ignoring
The homeless on the corner.
We don’t judge if your
A native or foreigner.
We are all about giving
Everyone a chance.
You screw up, then you
Pay in advance.
We are all about lending
A helping hand.
We support our
Local clan.
We are all about standing
Up for our rights.
Along our journey we
Have many fights.
We are all about taking
Care of one another
One hand washes
The other.
We are all about helping
A family in need.
Even if we argue
And disagreed.
We are all about our Mom’s,
Our flag and apple pie.
We accept one another
Even if we don’t see eye to eye.
We are all about doing
The right thing.
No matter what the
Outcome might bring.
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Glitzy Santa was a cross-dressing queen
He is ridiculous!
He is crazy!
She is beautiful!
She is marvelous!
Totally obscene! Totally wonderful!
You see our family disagreed.
Christmas is Jesus
Christmas is shopping
Christmas is cooking
Christmas is ho-ho-ho.
Well, I am ho-ho-ho, Glitzy Santa said.
Giving them his come hither look
Flashing his rhinestones
In a sexy way.
His grandmother thought it was fantastic!
His mother was on the fence.
His father slammed the door and played rock music in the barn.
Grandpa slept through it.
When I grow up, I’m going to be a glitzy Santa too! Said the four-year-old.
You can’t be a glitzy Santa, you’re a girl! The five-year-old said.
Can too! Glitzy Santa told her.
You can be anyone you want to be.
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Today I see before me men, who last were only lads
It's been my greatest honor to have acted as a guide
to you, not only warriors but the finest of comrades
and I'd march any distance, if such men I march beside
We go forth into battle, fully trained and well prepared,
determination like a tree, together, we have grown
Ahead, rules of engagement state that lives shall not be spared
That said, if fate arrives for us, we'll not greet her alone!
Though we fight for their freedom, some will villify us still
The disagreed might say that war is something to condemn
How quickly they forget that they enlisted us to kill
or to be killed so, if you live, remember this to them
No leader's heart has felt such pride as you've inspired in mine
I call you, then, to arms, men. Follow me, now, to the line!
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September 20th, 2020
I used to be proud to fly our American flag as from childhood I was taught
I used to fly our American flag without giving it a second thought.
But I see a divided country now…one that is quickly moving away from democracy
and even though there are people out there who see things differently than me
in my mind something has changed…
I don’ t believe our country adheres to the same values as it did before…
which saddens me and is the reason I don’t fly our flag anymore.
In our cabin between two bedrooms in a place of honor in the hall
a framed folded Unites States flag is hanging on the wall.
It was presented to our family after Deborah’s father died…
It is a reminder of our nations gratitude for his service…his sacrifice
and is a source of family pride.
This flag is folded 13 times..to represent the 13 original United States
and there is a different meaning in each fold the flag-folder creates.
When the 13th fold is completed…the stars end up on top…and what’s more
It’s in the triangular shape just like the hats George Washington’s soldiers wore…
I love this flag as it represents the country Deborah’s father help preserve…
I love what it meant to him…and to everyone who served.
This flag holds special meaning for our family…
it reminds me of a time when our leaders disagreed but were wise…
for they knew what keeps a democracy running is hard work and compromise.
So this is the flag I will continue to salute….until such a time as when…
the flag that represents America today…stands for democracy again.
The water-well
There is near the houses a deep well
you can´t stick a bucket on a rope, much ropes were needed.
They used to hire a man usually the village idiot
to spend his life hauling up buckets of water.
Villagers believed the water came from the Yanjing river in China.
A man who had gone to school disagreed; it is a deep
underground river, he said. For this, he was disliked.
One day he fell down the well, but since it was not
man made and smooth a big stone sticking out saved him
from falling all the way down.
Broke his leg in the fall, he did.
With a dangling leg he had to claw himself up, however
they gave him water to drink, his struggle made him thirsty.
When he got out, he spoke a strange language
the villagers, thought was Chines, it never struck them
he was stark raving mad.
Now, an electric pump was installed, they saw him limping
out of the village talking gibberish.
While there seems no life to live with her
He flew far beyond the reach of eyes
For all he disagreed keeps to recur
Like she will never with him complies
On her part, she knows how to get his ears
Into her own world of fantasies
Oh yeah, for many years
But now, he sees all as fallacies
Meanwhile, their families are also tired
And can no longer stand the stress of the union
That they care not what transpired
Even it resulted to reunion
"If thou be real file divorce"
But the man wouldn't
May be he still heart their concourse
Yet, to stay around, he couldn't
Lonely with her plight
Sobbing for her blind date in love
That now steers her up in fright
Of the precious regrets she is to live
Thoughtfully, she swims in her deserted views
Positively, she vowed to bear the cross with luck
Lonely, she drives profusely and aimlessly into blues
Forcefully, she has to handle the
Her wards now keep her company
Though raising them has been so hard
Many are times she don't care of the cheerful agony
In all, she duly have learnt to play her card
Never and ever shall the inexperienced people understand
The rain of pains she bathe in
Unless each has been through such to make her stand
To have been labelled a heroine
No luck in this case tossing the coin
No mask as well to cover the scars
She prays to others, it is ever a Boyne
Even her enemies, not to ever play its guitar
One day, she thinks he shall come back
Promise see herself, he shall not be rejected
Or to be of lack
Even when she is been affected
Then; to him, she will confess
Her love as pure and true
Without any weakness
Or something of worth to start anew
"I love you so much
But you don't know
It seems you hate me
But I don't care
You are the zeal
That can heal
You are the beauty
That has learnt me my duty. "
What if she never get to touch
That he never returns to show
You love is the key
To place on your face-- a new cheer...
They say who lives, or dies
and what is the truth or lies.
That is what you voted for
they say, so don’t be sore
when, one day, you can’t drink beer
and you’re in jail for being dear
all your friends are scared to speak
because, they say, you are a freak.
And all you did was post on X
not even something, sordid, sex
but you just disagreed with them
they say, and now condemn
you as right-wing
whichever way you swing
for they don’t care or hear.
They say they know just who you are;
they tell that by your car,
what you eat, your zip code;
the car that’s just been towed.
You will do time for what you say
for free speech only goes one way
and you said something they don’t like
You dirty, grubby little tyke.
1. One little brown bear,
Wanted to shave all his hair.
2. Two anxious alligators disagreed.
Thought the little brown bear,
Would look to different without any hair.
3. Three geese flying by laughed at the bear.
"You could have had feathers instead of hair!"
4. Four ants moved away.
Property values would drop with a little brown bear with no hair.
5. Five fish stuck on a string,
Said they had never seen such a thing!
A little brown bear without any hair.
6. Six snakes slithered into a hole,
"What will happen if our children see,
A little brown bear without any hair?"
7. Seven goats rummaging in the trash.
"It's just a fad and will not last!"
8. Eight great Apes discussed in a tree.
" Is there a law? Do we have to agree?"
9. Nine spotted fawns thought it all out.
"We start with spots and then we are without!"
10. Ten little brown bears all shaved their hair.
Now they're a rock band called Bare Bears,
A wild success from who knows where!
Our brother is our problem
I told my brothers
I love them
I knew I was not lying
Cos I was born to live
And if I must live
I must go along in life
With my kind
Cos iron sharpens iron
And that is not a lie
So I put my trust on those
I love
This also is not a crime
Or is it ??
Our brother is our problem
I use to worry
Worry about strangers
Before now but
Now I changed
Cos I see our brothers
Turn enemies
I wonder why cos
They always disagreed
In a good quest
They no longer believe
In unity despite
They claim to unity us
Yet there action speaks
Who they are
Our brothers is our problem
Our needs are heavy
But the answers are easy
Yet we are full of needs
Cos our own kind are
Sitting on what should
Be our right
Strongly disorganising
Our ability to our vision
Powerful killing our dignity
Always imposing with out
Respect
We have lost our ground
And that is so sad
So sad that our problem
Are our own
Our very own brothers
Here you see our problems
Are not from strangers
No not no more cos now
Our brothers is our problem