Long Oppressor Poems

World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems - VI - Chaim Nachman Bialik, Erich Fried

After My Death
by Chaim Nachman Bialik
translation by Michael R. Burch

Say this when you eulogize me: 
Here was a man—now, poof, he's...

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English translations of Arabic poems by Fadwa Tuqan aka "The Poet of Palestine"

Enough for Me
by Fadwa Tuqan 
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Enough for me to lie in the earth,
to be buried in her,
to sink...

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Fr. Time is with us today, again, or still, I guess I should say.

No, you just did.  
That would be redundant, 
to say it again, 
like I just did.

Just a reminder of a contractual...

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Mehmet Akif Ersoy: Modern English Translations of Turkish Poems

Mehmet Âkif Ersoy (1873-1936) was a Turkish poet, author, writer, academic, member of parliament, and the composer of the Turkish National Anthem.



Snapshot
by Mehmet Akif Ersoy
loose English translation/interpretation...

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Oppressor and the oppressed.

Who is the oppressed and who is the oppressor?
Who has the right to beat a random person on the street?
Who has the right when to pronounce a person guilty or to see...

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Turkish Poetry Translations I



Ben Sana Mecburum: "You are indispensable"
by Attila Ilhan
translation by Nurgul Yayman and Michael R. Burch

You are indispensable; how can you not know
that you're like nails riveting my brain? 
I see your eyes...

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POEM: Welcome to Palestine. The land of the prophets and the martyrs. 


Let’s show show some respect, and bow down in humility…
Gaza may be small, but their angels are all over and as far as...

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The Parrot and the Woodpecker may turn...
    [Sung by TEnicayccal Cellappa]        Translated by T.Wignesan
 
mAnkiliyum marankottiyum         ...

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PIG IN BLUE
I knew a pig in blue
Who liked to tell us what to do
Parading the place, policing the place
And he did bad things few people knew

I knew a pig in blue
A corrupt old guard...

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By Elton Camp

It would just be the end
If by words we do offend.

There’s the devil to be paid
If we call a spade a spade.

“Vertically challenged” means short.
“Horizontally challenged,” a fat sort.

“Nondiscretionary fragrance” means we stink.
“Living...

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They’re trying to tell you
That your superstitions and machinations 
Are an exhausting game of whack-a-mole
They’re trying to tell you 
You’ve assumed a version of them
That society told you existed and you never questioned
They’re trying to...

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MY MIRROR

The Bright Morning Star wakes me as body adhere,
moveable joints leads me to the replica of me.
This is a lifetime routine i'm accustomed to.
And I, a lonely audience, see you equal my feet
even from...

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What do you think about having babies who are only six months old becoming conscious of their races? Additionally learning how to discriminate against the existing targeted and targeting races.  In short the white...

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Red China and the so-called American school systems are not the only ones who used the Critical Race Theory to its advance. Look back at Nazi Germany under their leadership of a madman who was...

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Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices                             

  ...

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Here Or Lost Love, Yes?
My name is Gemma. I was born in Rhodesia. I’m 36. I’m a pretty Native Indian woman. I have many interests like tattoos of which I have eight, including an Indian...

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I rest perched atop my tree branch blind,
watching and waiting
for anything to unknowingly pass below
I got sleek, midnight skin ... 
distinct markings of a black panther
I got white eyes that glow in the dark,
my vision...

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Today, we saw the handwriting of imperialism
On the walls of our democracy
Today, our sovereignty is on the scaffold,
Pilloried by a white supremacist,
Who threatened our country and her people.

Mr Secretary has written a long list
Threatening our...

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The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a...

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Striving for Political Correctness

By Elton Camp

It would just be the end
If by words we do offend.
There’s the devil to be paid
If we call a spade a spade.

“Vertically challenged” means short.
“Horizontally challenged,” a fat sort.
“Nondiscretionary fragrance”...

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They claim that you were ‘outdated,’
old-fashioned and ‘not with the times,’
because you hesitated to
give up traditions of your kind.
They claimed new was always better,
that you weren’t on history’s side.
You noticed their way rarely worked,
“Reactionary!” they...

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Over two hundred million people sleeps and wake without a leader,

A cloned effigy in a rock called "Aso"

too old to lead or long dead to be,

demented or dead, they cannot tell,

old age has come but...

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(Oppressor say's)Old negro, don't you run no more;
  (negro says I already forgave you)
 (Oppressor say's)
Old negro, pick up da  shovel and stone;   (negro says it's up to you)
Move da dirt...

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There’s a political party
that’s just obsessed with race,
all their power is built on it,
it’s rather a disgrace.
It started centuries ago
defending slavery,
campaigning for long decades to
keep blacks as property.
And when some other people said,
“Maybe this isn’t...

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by Andrew Crisci  
 

Bitter tears drip from my red pupils like incandescent, hot lava
erupting from a volcano to appease the urges of weeping; 
and do I mourn for myself, or for the poor,...

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