Long Intimidation Poems
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The law, they say,
Is the same for everyone
But justice is the prerogative
Of the privileged ones
When the poor get implicated
For crimes they never knew
They run hither and thither
With a begging bowl for justice
But those who commit heinous crimes
Snuggle up to luxuries of life
Without the slightest worry
About the outcome of the case
Justice is blind, they say,
But often times it is tilted
In favour of the elite
And against miserable souls
While the poor knock at every door
To get themselves absolved
The elite bail out with wads of cash
Or resort to intimidation or corruption
The prolonged proceedings
Cast a long shadow
On the fate and fortune
Of the poor and the downtrodden
They are condemned to spend
The rest of their accursed life
With their body in shackles
And their mind in solitary confinement
But those who make the mistake
Of assuming that they could get away
With their atrocities on the poor
May be in for a surprise
The blindfolded lady
With a balance in her hand
May be confused
By the outcome of the case
But make no mistake
Karma is bound to boomerang
And punish the criminals
By dispensing poetic justice
The everyday project is to continue the extreme task of survival
waking up every morning to the bad reality that it may be the last
holding unto this hint, the greatest wisdom to acquire.
Community of birds and a den of serpents confined in one farm;
Cougars, deadly and voracious to the assembly of cayotes;
Cayotes hunting the raccoons and in turn the eels in same habitat.
This cruel side of nature has been instinctively adopted by humans
where virtues and feelings develop cannibalistic canines.
Evil then grows obese in the mind but yet not satisfied
bully and intimidation, openly infused into the town’s planning
for different illegal lords to gallivant with their cabinets,
when those at the top stop giving lawlessness a dime
and close the run way through which impunity cat-walks,
then orderliness will be restored for humanity to have a bath.
With eyes closed I still saw in the dark
My heart took my hand to serve as guide
It's the light from within that was my spark
when my outward flame flickered and died.
Nothing and no one will control me again
I've traversed that road too many times.
Not even those who became a false friend
those ones I see as though they are mimes.
Some try to extinguish the flame of my candle
but that will not make their flames glow bright
Bad intentions of others are not hard to handle
I know where I am headed without candlelight.
With eyes open wide, but closed to intimidation
I use the blustering of others for my inspiration.
Standing at a distance friendliness seems,
The best possible way to avoid personally,
Secrets stay hidden and no ones affected,
The atmospheres foggy and no ones rejected,
A hand shake and a smile and I'm on my way,
With few words and a nod with not much to say,
You would think this is peace and it would be undisturbing,
And yet there is something so perfect about it that feels so unnerving,
The bond is surreal like dancing on clouds,
No longer does it seem normal and intimidation is found,
If you start to share your heart the people will scatter,
As if your breaking their rules or disrupting their manner,
You have just opened a door to them that looks so familiar,
But then they turn on the nostalgia for the imitation seems better.
Be strong in your beliefs and opinions
Give and receive them respectfully
Discuss , debate, disagree ,
Devoid of anger and intimidation
Be polite and behave graciously
Don’t try and change opinions
Or what others believe
With intimidation and insults
Just amicably disagree
Why the desire to be hurtful
Trying to out-speak and outdo
Using sarcasm just to be heard
Desperate for control and that final word
Stop being childish and hateful
Bullying is not a game
Spewing ugly vindictive words
Is not the way to make positive change
Insecurities play a part with bullies
Due to lack of self worth and self esteem
Feeling stronger in who they are
When humiliating and simply being mean
Strive for a better way
Strive for a more positive you
There are no wrongs or rights
Just different points of view
Try kindness and compassion
Seek qualities in your fellow mankind
Don’t engage in belittling interactions
Igniting troubled minds
Life is not a competition
A constant game of tit for tat
Being confrontational and critical
Is not the way decent humans act
You have created your own personal battle field
Fuelled by antagonism and controversy
It must be so emotionally draining
Being consumed with malice and negativity
We never even spoke after your abuse left me weak.
Then suddenly, you called my name as if you desperately needed to speak.
I didn't answer, but I'm curious to know why you're calling my name,
because my body still feels the pain in my heart that you shattered when the glass broke my name!
To the point of being spread across the floor where my face would be when you placed your shoe upon my teeth.
With your intimidation of rage and me begging you to stop because I couldn't take any more.
So I ask again, why are you calling my name?
Is it because of the door that you slammed me into when you hit my body to the point of being broken, at two in the morning after you'd been drinking and smoking?
As I lay there trying to interpret the situation of being falsely accused for your miscues of sad failures, with little motivation, while I'm being abused.
Now I'm like a worthless failure of a woman with no value from being used.
So that's right, don't feel sorry for me; I'm content with what I've been through and who I choose to be.
You see, the younger me told the older me to wake up and be better for the world to see.
So I went out and self-trained my mind
to be stronger than anything that is not worth my time.
And I pledge to God that if He takes away this problem that's left me broken,
I won't put anyone back together again
because the price you will pay to fix it will continue to leave you with tears and silent words unspoken.
So, I lift my head up out of the womb of rebirth to be reborn with the idea that happiness will bloom me into the person who was lost and is now found in the rehabilitation of faith.
Tell us of folks with conscience clear on terror; of trusted neo
terrorists that oust teams, terrorizing thousands... near, far, and wide
May it marinate in their minds; peace and equality are as grated rind
with scent of pure zing... unlike vexed souls, bent on terrorism
Just last night, amid day light, before photographer's sky, right in
spring's warmth... such unforgiving moment of sudden fright
Thunderous wondrous sounds of bombs whirred, then cease, and
just like that came sight of flight 8430, blown to fallen pieces of debris
I saw red, white, and blue of American airlines's plane, meshed with chaos
just as those blown to smithereens during 9ll... Still I'll fly. Why shouldn't I?
In this land of plenty, we won't share cowardice with tyrants of immorality;
not on their watch! freedom bell has rung for everyone free of contentions
"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." (... they knew not...)
Flight 8430 felt Coup DE main... not of You, Great God of earth, sky, and dew
I shan't forget humongous, booming sounds of invisible bombs that flew and
flung sudden terror so near, i hastened with thoughts of Islam and coercion
Of intimidation, degradation, castration; of trepidation, and mutilation
that moved me to see martyrdom in terrorism as ignoble affiliations
I'm due like you to sit snug and breathe with ease here and now, without
quest; will I survive or will I have time to utter one final goodbye
Night's stream of consciousness was dream, dear God, but Your world need You...
only You; by power of Your might, turn terror to unadulterated thanksgiving; so
As we ponder canvas of sky with eyes beyond clouds; we'll grace life with
courage; for we shall over come with hope, with aims, and with our dreams.
*
Ah! Times Square
won't see at its door,
America's Birthday Celebration;
the arrogant mayor
has decided to ban it
with a silly, pathetic proclamation
to increase our wrath!
We thought that America came first,
be ready to face a gloomy day,
a sparkless night,
hearts in disarray;
don't ever invite the Devil
to plot and disunite,
don't let enthusiasm sink too low:
our patriotic flame will not flicker
in forgetfulness,
but forever it will grow!
Seeing the American flag
wave in the splendor of lights:
it's so glorious, it's so grand!
Celebrate America's Birthday
without intimidation,
it's your birthright;
make Lady Liberty happy,
make her proud,
excite the crowd!
She'll smile from admiration,
she'll firmly stand
against each enemy!
Yeah! Whoever defends
this emblem of precious liberty
is so blessed, is so free!
Yeah! Sing the Anthem, hold hands!
We are not
Your victim
anymore
This is
sheer peace
No more
being
manipulated
beaten
and verbally
down trodden
We wanted
you to
change
But how
could you
When
you only
got
disgustingly
worse
We are
free
You hate
the other
gender
Your abuse
is manipulative
violent
and demeaning
You choose
as your
victims
damaged
genders
abused since
childhood
To reopen
wounds
with
sexual degradation
physical beatings
and verbal
tyranny
And
you are
proud of
your legacy
Aren't
you tired
of always
being
in a
RAGE
Wanting
control
with
intimidation
violence
and
verbal aggression
Raging
and
Abuse
Doesn't that
get old?
We don't
make you
do anything
You make
your own
choice
to be
a Raging
Lunatic
It never
ends with
YOU
The other
gender
is an object
to you
To be
shaped into
whatever suits
YOU
It's
never ending
ABUSE
ABUSIVE
and
RAGING
ABUSIVELY
This is our
voice
That we
are on
to you
But you
won't hear
our voice
It's foreign
to you
You only
hear the
inside
RAGING
OF
YOU!
(The sociopaths song "The Unholy" by Slash)
who was the witness
another revolution is on again
let's go out there to fight for
our right
lets go out there to catch out
freedom
we can't just sit and speak
in close doors any more
is time to catch a chance
of change
so buckle up your shoes
another revolution is on now
who was the witness
another revolution is on again
we need to stand against
intimidation again
is a new day
we oath to be free
we need our redemption
our life was a lie
our land is in a state of
calamity by this greedy cabals
they have brain washed us
a lot
they have killed ours hero
a lot of time
they have brutalised us
for too long
so now buckle up your shoes
another revolution is out there
who was the witness
a new revolution is born again
in west Africa
another chants for freedom
is on in the east side of Nigeria
indigenous people of Biafra
is at it now
demanding their indigenous right
as a free nation
we need to be free
is now on every lips
of the people of Biafra's
who was a witness of
brutality opression depression
and devaluation
a new revolution is on the
street
we need to be free
we need our right
we are the witness of
injustices and poverty
we are the real evidence
of the scares of wars
no need to ask
yes no need to ask
who was the witness