Long Protest Poems
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The referee stopped the bout@8:05 and awards
The winfall to " Bester" Bully Thurston. the winner
Of this match and still your Independent All Pro
World's heavyweight Champion, Bester Bully Thurston
(Announcer) you heard ladies and gentlemen, Bester Bully Thurston retains the covernat crown defeating Bulldog Byron Freights via submission mind you.
Hello everybody welcome to the Saturday edition
Of Pro Wrestling Superstars I am your host
Kelp Seaworthy bringing you nonstop wrestling action.
We told you last week, and now here it is
The main Event is something Specail for the fans
The guys involved weren't to Happy about it
But promoter Chaffey " Bigfist" Hossinger has signed
Both members of the World Tagteam Champions to go one on one with each other, he says they were getting along to
well and he didn't have understand why.. he booked the match in full protest of both combatants,
The ranking members of both of he board of directers and the championship committee have filed greivances, curing promoter Hossinger, who insist that the World Champion atteam champions violate the rules restricting them from defending the their tagteam titles in a non sanctioned match in New Zealand. He spoke of the trainers unsportsmen like conduct not being artistically creative enough to talk down the heated combatants, which resulted in a nonsaction match were the titles turned over and the promotion had to strip the champions of the belts and reward them to these men, Hexsel and Swivel Maddox, who now must compete, against one another but n the his no disquilifcation bout to
Satisfy the Promter Hossinger.
Leviticus 16:10 (KJV) But the goat, on which the lot fell to be the scapegoat, shall be presented alive before the Lord, to make an atonement with him, and to let him go for a scapegoat into the wilderness.
Jesus, the scapegoat for all the world, the reason I know hope, faith and love, the beauty that lasts and never ages… His is a timeless love, infinite and blessed, the best gift ever given, the present that would never stop being amazing, wonderful, beautiful and treasured. He is the blessing that pours light into our hearts, reflecting the wonder of His pure, sweet love!
Silent, without protest
Carrying the weight of the world
Aware that He is sinless - innocent
Providing a way for souls to avoid
Eternity in hell, where they’ll know
Everlasting sorrow, despair, darkness
Grace from the One who is love
Overpowering the fears and tears
Affording the heart repentance
Taking away sins with deliverance
He is the scapegoat who sings grace to the world!
I know so little of this theory, so
I go to Wikipedia. No help!
I'm reading how it stems from Marxism, and
the struggle of the classes throughout time.
So next I search for tenents of this theory.
In doing so, I'm finding things like this:
how White Supremacy will always reign,
so students need to learn of "action" civics
instead of civics taught traditionally.
I look up "active civics" and find words
like "civil protest" (also "violence").
I find opposing views of it which state
that in the schools today they're teaching hate!
I see some parents now sometimes on Facebook
dismayed that basic civics is ignored.
Our processes called constitutional
are being put behind this "action civics."
I think about the violence I've been seeing
and of old monuments that are torn down;
police, so sorely needed, now defunded;
the silliness getting rid of slogans
deemed racial slurs; the censorship of books
like certain ones by author Dr. Seuss!
I know the process of the Constitution
has not been too great; rights were slowly won.
The problem -as I see it - was the fact
of individual prejudices.
Eventually, after freedom's decades
(the fight for Civil Rights 50's through 60's)
and since our culture then became accepting
of gays, we saw laws made to turn the tide!
I think I must agree with parents who
have great concern about curriculum.
I know discrimination still exists,
but we have seen great strides since Rosa Parks.
I do not like where I can see us heading.
I'm reading quotes of blacks who feel the same.
Today are many interracial couples.
In thirty years from now, we'll all be brown!!
Let cultural awareness take the helm.
Teach love -not hate - and leave our kids alone.
July 18, 2021
for Anthony Biaanco's Critical Race Theory Poetry Contest
I’m offended by ‘ski slope,’
they should be ‘ski inclines,’
they’re insulting Asian people,
have those fools lost their minds?
I’m offender by ‘Black’ Russians,
when made by pale people,
I’m offended by ‘cow’ boys,
for excluding the bulls!
I’m offended by those who will
mock diversity,
the world would be much better off
if more folks thought like me!
I’m offended by gun owners
who protect their own lives,
it’s unfair that they show such strength,
when I can’t protect mine!
I’m offended some gay people
realize they’re really straight,
why did we even give them choice
if they were going that way?
I’m offended by fast food joints
that serve children French fries,
and when they change to apple slices
I’m offended my kids cry!
I’m offended by the government,
oh wait—now we’re in charge?
Then I hate the fools who protest us,
who do they think they are?!
I’m offended by those women
who take their husband’s name,
but happy when husbands take hers,
that just makes my whole day.
I’m offended when I hear people
say judge by ‘what’s inside,’
don’t these fools know it’s bigotry
to ignore someone’s hide?
I’m mad at those not offended,
don’t they know it’s currency?
And that there isn’t a person
more offended than me?
I take offense at the right things,
and that must make me rich,
poor folks always hate their betters,
that’s why they moan and b--ch!
Do not tell me how the world works
when I want things mended,
you're why we have no utopia,
damnit, I’m offended!
Brian William Haw stood strong
He never quit his whole life long
His principles oozed forth peace
He strongly believed that he wasn't wrong
Brian's life was influenced
By his dad's suicide incident
After serving in the war
Brian now for peace convinced
As a Christian believer
Haw worked with young non-achievers
Troubled youth who needed change
So that society not griever
He soon began his campaign
One man political reign
A political protest
For his children's future domain
He was supported by some
Many saw him as just dumb
Friends of his cause fed him
Parliament gave him a down thumb
Parliament did not like his scene
Nothing tried stopped the routine
Arrest, court dates didn't slow
He survived on poor cuisine
His protest only by death ceased
Lung cancer his life did seize
Tobacco the enemy beast
Soon from this life gave release
Domain_a particular environment or walk of life
Sponsor: Joe Maverick
Contest:One Against Many
Written: August 25, 2014
About Twenty Two Score Years Ago...
One “FAKE” rumor purports April Fools’ Day
accepted with hostile abandonment
according to Giggle ling search result
conducted by this gent
adopted when France switched
rather than fight abolishment
transitioning from Julian calendar
to Gregorian calendar,
(yet maintaining same gender reassignment)
called for by the Council of Trent
Lot affecting chronological abridgement
forthrightly, immediately, and
magically decreeing making
with flourish of inkhorn - prestidigitation
"poof" quite few months absent
necessitating rejiggering
displaced vanished days forcing
latter time keeping paradigm absorbent,
asper sands of time no matter such
figurative tectonic shift population
aghast at August accomplishment
and probably did March in protest,
cuz entire season,
sans couture accouterment
suddenly rendered obsolete and unfashionable
manually crafted, swiftly tailored, and
harry styled clothes no mean achievement,
and uninformed folks got hashtagged
kindled, and named plenti admonishment
visited on their person such as
bumsteads, dolts, fools, et cetera
howling guffaws when derriere adornment
slapped with "kick me steady bum,"
or stuck with tail like appurtenances
eventually this "FAKE" – advancement
ha ha April fools historical joke
became embedded tradition inn advertent
lee established meshugas, where Jews
and especially gentiles went meshugoyim
generating cottage (cheesy) gum mint industry,
and brisk business for nascent advertisement
industry, (albeit handily horse drawn
attention grabbing kiln fired tablets)
mainly for (Philly buzzfeed string) affluent,
who secured lifelong gentlemen's agreement
with artisan, and of apprenticed trumpeting sons
(after tithe thing allotment) earnings
portion squirrelled away for rainy
May Day festivities ambient
brouhaha babushka's celebrating divine comedy
21st century poet tindered mild amusement
regarding this "FAKE" flight of fancy!
Physical pain never hurts a raped man
Or a sexually harassed woman.
It’s the reaction of the world upon their pain.
Its not the look of pity in their eyes,
Not the look of disgust,
It’s the silence of the world upon their pain
Had the Germans during the Nazi Germany
Ever told the Jews that they were also
Just as beautiful as them,
Even their death in the gas chambers,
Wouldn’t have been so ruined of self respect
Every movement
Every protest and
Every struggle has a voice of its own
Silence was never an answer
The raped man or the sexually harassed woman
Wouldn’t have been so depressed.
The Jews during the Nazi Germany
Wouldn’t have been so ruined of self -respect
Had the world not silenced itself upon their pain.
Come muse with me if you dare;
Where it matters not who you are;
To a place free of debates and politics;
A place with no room for philosophical lunatics.
Come muse with me if you dare;
About a place of no flare but care;
A place of purity and unpolluted air;
A place where worries are not allowed.
Come muse with me if you dare;
About a place where mortals stop and stare;
Where sorrows and tears have disappeared;
Where there is nothing we ever need to fear.
Come muse with me if you dare;
Where humans no longer take but only share;
Where nature's corruptible has been redeemed;
Where creation's destructible is no longer seen.
Come muse with me if you dare;
To a land void of UFOs and time tunnels
Where there are no black holes or cloud funnels;
Where all such mysteries have been put to rest,
and none lifts an eye or raises a cry of protest.
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Have no fear, my friend.
This is not the end
For the sun shall rise come the morning.
Though you were told lies
And tears fill your eyes
Broken hearts will mend come the morning.
Wait and see.
All will turn out for the best.
You’ll agree,
It’s not needful to protest.
What you can’t change…
What you can’t fix…
It might seem strange,
But every plot must have its twist…
Do not fret, my dear
Though the end seems near
Still the sun shall shine come the morning.
Things will be just fine.
It’s all by design.
Shadows disappear come the morning.
Just hang on.
Hope will once more be revealed.
With the dawn
You’ll escape this battlefield.
You will have wounds…
You will have scars…
You’ll lose the moon,
But find the brightest of the stars…
So, again, don’t fear.
To this thought adhere:
You will see new light come the morning.
Hold with all your might
For I will help you fight
Til better things appear come the morning.
Something happens in our lives causing us to question what we know.
We open our eyes and seek the truth learning more as we go.
The more we uncover the hungrier we get for more understanding,
but the world is so full of distractions and deception.
We have a burning desire to take action and do more.
We protest injustice, corruption, politics and war.
We are labeled as hippies, angry kids, anarchists,
conspiracy theorists and terrorists.
Family and friends often reject us.
Such is the life of the activist.
We are beat by police and mocked by the news,
yet we remain steadfast to spreading the truth,
and for many, much like me,
it becomes a very lonely, solitary journey.
Being an active activist isn't for they who live their lives complacently.