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In a world of democracies, in a world where the great projects that have set humanity on fire are the projects of the emancipation of individuals from entrenched social division and hierarchy; in such a world individuals must never be puppets or prisoners of the societies or cultures into which they have been born.
Child slavery is a crime against humanity. Humanity itself is at stake here. A lot of work still remains, but I will see the end of child labor in my lifetime.
I think music in itself is healing. It's an explosive expression of humanity. It is something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we're from, everyone loves music.
There is no present.
We are living in the future.
Risk, risk, risk
We are all risk
Risking to go,
Risking to die,
Risking to learn.
Risking to fly.
We have made it.
We are ancient as we speak.
We are living in the future.
So some give their lives to history.
We are history.
So some give their lives to us.
Humanity has been challenged.
They have challenged humanity.
We have risen out of the ashes
That are not ashes.
We have picked ourselves up
Out of the oceans
Over and over again
We learn that we’re not safe
So we redesign.
We learn that we are wrong,
So we scrap and start a new.
We try again.
They call back to us,
"Please, try again!
Over my departed dreams,
Try, try again!"
We the undernourished,
We the underfunded,
We the constrained,
We the brave,
The daring,
The curious,
The planet,
The humans.
Life.
We are nothing if not inspired.
We will find a way
To our stars.
From whence the atoms in our souls
Were fashioned.
We are Challenger.
I am a Challenger.
A Challenger Challenges only?
To deny people their human rights is to challenge their very humanity.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
like season like humans
trust is earn not easy
any more
either are people too honest
anymore this days
is not easy when despite
all the friends one got
one way or the other
when serious life issues
arises
at the end of the day
you could be shocked
to realise you are alone
cos is hard and scarce
when you are just depending
on human to sort out
your? needs in times needed
like season like humans
people are like chameleon
nowadays
it doesn't matter who
is it
it could be anyone
anyone could disappoint you
in times needed
anyone could shut you down
at the time in need
so dont trust on human beings
instead believe more in yourself
if you can't
believe in destiny
life of nowadays are shocking
people are no longer
committed to trust
they are more or less
selfish and self centered
so when you trust
be warned
like season like humans
beware of trust cos
humans change in season
it hurt when you sacrifice
all your life for the sake
of your poeple
to realise that same poeple
could betray you
without thinking twice
it is painful when the
poeple you believed in
can be the reason for
your pain and crys
is not a bad thing to trust
but is better to trust
the right people
who is the right ones?
where are they found?
yet i hope everyone
finds those to trust.
There is a moment that stalks my solitude
the one where my soul breaks from your absence,
it lurks with the confidence of apocalyptic attitude,
from my fortitude a firecry of absolute need attacks resistance
revealing your fingerprints upon my heart, patterns in somatic multitude
making lust an onslaught of obsession, soul ignition, kiss cognition, partner permanence,
there will be no heart barter, no angle of defense, just you and me in beautiful exactitude,
I discover you everyday, the omnipresence of your love's mainstay
warm on the ******** of my morning, leading me into creation,
I find your poetry in freedom's pain, where love and life play
and when pity drums a cold doubt I see your brave grin,
as the battles end with quiet fatigue you stay
strong and sweet, a promise pure within,
when night softens the body I lay
you take me to bliss again -
J.A.B.
The late may sunlight is bathing a monument of Nature
so colossal in sculpted vertical structure
that it may very well be the palace complex of forgotten supermen,
stories from my childhood pastor of biblical Petra
discovered by Crusaders, or the Temple of Ramesses in Egypt
emerge in my mind as we course through this valley of watered chisled fascades,
sandstone worked by the trickles of centuries
has created craftsmanship of rusticly romanesque grandeur,
pillars, cornices, porticos, grotesque statuary
invites the imagination into the architecture of antiquity
and the legacy that looms in the landscape of divine forces,
these are the White Cliffs of America
born from the bone of Divinity
and worked by the water of will,
Coming out of the Atlantis precinct as Clark calls it
a fork in the river confronts us like a new religion
a pathway heretofore unknown to our shadowed souls,
the Hidatsas mentioned nothing of this avenue,
I am angered hot by this suprise of doom
if we choose the wrong river we find only dreadful failure,
both waterways are mighty , broad, and of a similar depth,
one goes northwest the other southwest,
I swear my brain is gonna burst,
Clark is bracing himself against a tree as if he is waiting for a heart attack,
nobody knows blue from black at this juncture
and the guys are gettin hyper as horses amid thunder,
after discussing the odds he and I return to camp
as professional officers, no doubts, only orders,
two small detachments , one led by me, the other by Ordway
will traverse on foot one river each
up to forty miles examining clues like owls on a mouse's trail,
each party is on extra alert for bear and Indians,
grizzlies have become a common monster lately
sometimes requiring 12 shots to subdue,
they are infamous for their zombie qualities
having freakish endurance and bloodlust while being injured,
as for the natives, one only knows after eyes are shown,
J.A.B.
...Duncan’s unit, the 42nd,
was placed in the center of the mass,
the French would crumble quick, he reckoned,
when the lines started marching at last,
not knowing that no orders had come,
yet on the left came the sounds of guns…
units began to advance with haste,
before all the men were in their place!
Duncan played his fife and the pipes wailed,
and the Blackwatch men began to march,
they’d be damned if they didn’t take part,
if their brave Scottish hearts were to fail.
So young Duncan found himself moving,
in his chest came a frantic pounding.
Ahead the light infantry attacked,
approaching a long, branch-studded wall,
when a wave of fire force them back,
so much smoke…Duncan saw not at all,
he kept playing, though he trembled now,
amidst the terror of muskets loud,
the 42nd, men of the kilt,
pressed to the earthworks the French had built,
when came a volley of vicious force,
clumps of highlanders fell to the earth,
Duncan dropped his fife, seeing the hurt,
his young mind from its duties divorced,
as dozens of men went to their end,
the piper on his left amongst them.
The Blackwatch was not easily swayed,
through hellish fire they did not break,
kept marching right through the smoky haze
as their proud ranks were constantly raked.
Duncan pushed on just behind the line,
his feet ignoring his fear-gripped mind,
the volleys came, the highlanders died,
until many just ran for their lives.
A precious few reach the wall to fight,
when came the bright glint of bayonet,
stabbing down quick at those not dead yet,
poor Duncan wet himself at the sight;
a highland blasted from his feet
fell back on Duncan, trapped him beneath…
He struggled madly to free his leg,
but he was trapped beneath a large bloke,
and only mere feet above his head
was a Frenchman in a pale great coat,
he grew panicked, and screamed out in fear,
the Frenchman noticed a foe was near,
on the breastwork he had a clear shot,
but on seeing the boy, the man stopped,
struck dumb by seeing this scared child,
’twas young enough to be his own son,
then he slowly lowered his gun,
struck by an impulse cool and mild,
and as he moved his musket away
he looed at Duncan, shouted, “Aller!”
CONTINUES IN PART III.
Alone yet not alone
I thought i was alone
Alone in this ugly circumstances
of no freedom
Where grief are always
Present in an heavy heart
As the head worries
So my peace was far from
The joy i use to know
Alone yet not alone
I thought i was alone
Yet each time i struggle
I realise life dont leave
Me to face it challenges
On my own
Is not by my own grace
I am alive
Life have a purpose for me
That i realise on the experiences
i encounter in
Every challenges of life
that comes my way
So for every ups and down
I know God is with me
Alone yet not alone
I thought i was alone
Yet every breath i take
Is not just on my own
I could feel my guiding angel
Around me even when am
At sleep
I could feel an energy that
Always lead me through
The shadows of death
Where evils is the author
Of each breath taken
Alone yet not alone
I thought i was alone
Not until i realise the soul
In me is not apart from my
Heart
As every time i breath
Every time i look within
All i see are the marks
That helps
Me realise that
No matter how hard life is
No one is left to live for
Nothing
Either are you left alone
By the rule of nature
So i listen within
I Look down deep
I realise in all my misery
That am
alone yet not alone
If it was yours
The greedy never cares
The care he gave
Can't be without his evil benefit first
So bad he run a community
Now worst he run the world
To a doom by his steps of acts
That now is our biggest challenge
Trying and trying all to make him
More powerful
So he is out of human
If it was yours
The greedy never cares
For another
In darkness he swing to live
So his soul remain evil
From the temple of darkness
Right in his heart he raise
An evil fire that we see
All over places
So you wonder why I need
A water as I sing this songs of freedom
If it was yours
The greedy is so protective
Don't get it twisted
For a killer man
Never want to die same way
He kills
Guess now you know why
They protect this evil killings
Everywhere
they don't want any one
With the light from nature
It been so for a very long time
It been show on our histories
What a shame it still lives now
As he continue to pass it on and on
If it was yours
The greedy are so fearful
He knows he is not in touch
With nature
Yet he don't care as he ignores
So now I ask
How come he is so scared
Of that right to be
In places the scars of greediness
Is seen
the out come like a hell
In places real life's are turn red
Real blood are turn cold white
Yet the greedy don't care
Cos all he destroys
All he devalue
He profit from
That his believes
Hmmmmm...what ah illusion
he lack the soul of a human
That comes natural
He don't see yes he don't have
The third eye
If it was yours
The greedy feels strong
On The cry's of the innocent
The greedy feels brave
On the lament of the less privilege
The greedy don't see no pain of
Another
The greedy never worry
How deadly his acts are
The greedy don't know no truth
Either he is close to one
To the greedy i ask as I wonder
What it will be when all evil
You gave in greed comes back to
You
To the greedy I wonder
All this calamity you create for
Others
just take a while
See through a true heart
If may be you still can find one
And imagine
If it was yours
She's so sensual, very endowed
That rare body shape, a thing I can't explain
So confident, I like her confidence
Very unique moves, as she walks
Can't take my eyes of her
She's so alluring and captivating.
I have to follow her, wherever she goes
Until I get a hold of her and her information
Never let opportunity pass me
She's all I've been wishing
My perfect type of woman
You need to see and talk to her
Only then you can testify about her beauty.
She just gave me attention
She's already entertaining me
She's all I want, so I'll do anything
She got the vibes, as we vibe together
She keeps giving me green flags
She likes what I like, dislikes what I dislike
She's my type and she say I'm her type too
She's now my queen and I her king and more.
Power play
I sing again to the world
Love is the way
Unity is the journey
Peace is the goal
Else if not then
We will live just for a mere
Power play
Power play
Tell the world I said
Their is no justice in injustice
Cos you can only find fair In fairness
We can’t hide from our actions
But we can always find solution
When the world truly could find a pattern to maintain an everlasting peace
We are tired of wars
Instead of burning ourselves with hatred
Let’s tell the children the truth of love
Cos life is not a paradise but a realities of actions
So We when we feel above the truth
Then all we live for will be just a mere
Power play
So I sing again to the world
Love is the way
Unity is the journey
Peace is the goal
Else if not then
We will live just for a mere
Power play
Power play
If the inhabitants of the world can’t be distance relatives at least let be friends
How long do we keep burning on hates
Are we not tired of attacks and revenges
What exactly do we stand to gain with wars
When will a world of peace be an existence reality in our time
Or are we the generation with the example of destruction devaluation division and delusion
Are we the dddd,s
Whose script are we adoring
Whose opinion are striving to maintain
But I tell the world the truth if our goals are not of peace unity and love
Am sorry to prophecy sadly that all we will live to do is nothing but a mere
Power play
So I sing again to the world
Love is the way
Unity is the journey
Peace is the goal
Else if not then
We will live just for a mere
Power play
The bird with a message
Sold out citizens
Are not far from our identity
Our future is on sales
Yet the young are busy
On swag
Competitive for the wrong
Reason
Busy on crimes for a greener
Pasture
While our land is on sales
But who cares
The bird with a message
We are not far to lose
What it only once and
For a life time
We have no other home
But our home
We have no other pride
But the dignity of our
Home land
But am sorry now
Yes to all my fellow youth
Home and abroad
Am sorry our land is
On sales
So clear right in front
Of our view
Yet we are busy
Swaging
Is a shame
The bird with a message
Since when do we have
Chinese friends
When was the Genesis
Of our relationship with China
Can any one show me their
Sincere generosity in Africa
If not for their profit
How come suddenly
They are invading our
Land
Suddenly they are now our
Saviour's indeed
What an ignorance
The bird with a message
The giver never lack
Yet Africa case remains
The opposite
Despite we feed the world
Yet we never run out of
The nets of poverty
How come things never change
How come suddenly
Our leaders are borrowers
How come China suddenly
Is this generous to AFRICA
I hope not to fight for my space
With a Chinese one day in africa
This makes me curious
And in this dept of curiosity
I spread my human wings
with a my poems to all the
Youth in africa just like
The bird with a message