Short To Be Fair Poems

In life, it's just fair
To be fair, no prejudice,
We die, nothing bear....

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he grew a conscience and no longer stares ~ now she asks if he don’t care 

so he peeps through her keyhole just to be fair ~ human nature’s laid bare

By 
David Kavanagh...

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Who Needs God the Most

Out of us who needs God the most?
Also Son and Holy Ghost
And for me to be fair
All of them I should share
About Them like to brag and boast.

Jim Horn...

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Because we are so human,
It is important to realize,
that it is more important to try to be fair,
than always reaching that lofty goal.
After all,
"Ye without sin, cast the first stone."...

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My Nails Started Bighting

Things around now have tightened
And made it has made me fighting
Polls never seem to be fair
Also are hard to compare
My nails have started biting.

Jim Horn...

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Chances Seemed To Be Pretty Fair

Chances seemed to me to be pretty fair,
When London's city was found to be fair,
Was thinking,
Hopes sinking;
Price had been high for their bus fare.

Jim Horn...

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To uphold the justice
they swear; 
Yet,
how do you expect
some judges who attempt
to button their gowns 
with no buttons
before a president
to be fair


(That is what often happens in my country)...

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Listen to poem:

to be fair and frank, all judges wearing ear plugs and blindfolds,
must peek undercover to see what unfolds,
to read counsel lips to discern what is said,
lest the tone of voice in what is said aloud, biases them instead....

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There is this guy of 'Poetry Soup' Fame
Ran a contest with 'I just can't win' Name
Because he will not count past three
Ninety seven losers there will be
Guess i will just have to be 'Fair Game'!

© Harry J Horsman  2012...

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With Only You

My beautiful woman,
With Only You,
Am I in love!

Thy beautiful soul,
With Only You,
Lusting evermore.

To be fair,
With Only You,
I crave your aura.

How can I prove,
With Only You,
My love is true?...

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"At the Footbridge"

Now to be completely fair
And to stop every persons stare
Rodger was not actually circumcised
As he was a player, so don’t be surprised
This was from wear and tear and his willingness to share

07/19/2016...

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Wouldn't tell if you were missing
Just to keep sane
But I'm still here hissing
About every effort I put in vain

Keep believing you're nowhere
But by my side
Still hoping this world to be fair
And find you somewhere into my lifelong ride...

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Swimming in a sea,
Of bold incompetance, 
Hoping to be, 
More than a nuisence. 

Finding out now,
That people never care,
They will always bow,
To those who claim to be fair. 

Now I see,
That there is a fence,
Between me, 
And what makes sense....

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You say that sorrow passes

Like the tides moving in and out

But the mind keeps me guessing

How the sorrow came about

To live in constant wonder

To be fair is not the life I need

But the mind constantly ponders

If the heart truly bleeds.

R.K.H...

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MATHEMATICS (Pleiades)

Maths always puzzled me,
Made life a misery.
Many a teacher tried,
My mother even cried.
Mattered not, to be fair
Married an heiress, Claire,
Multi-millionaire

4th October 2020
Pleiades Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Joseph May...

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I don’t care if your parents came from overseas
Or you speak words that are different to me
For there are enough other places
Where prejudice is the norm in their airs and graces
To be fair and equitable is my way
And treat others as you want to be treated is my say.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Razzly dazzly with high pink hair
Devours cotton candy high in air
Acrobatic
Cinematic
She swiftly shows up others with her dare.

She shines so brightly, there is a glare.
Wears outrageous costumes with high flair
She doeth enthrall
This gorgeous circus moll
She is star of the big top to be fair...

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Despair Not Fair and Everywhere


Disruption and disobedience were in despair;
Wondering why God did not appear to be fair;
Poorly painted,
And tainted;
Misery and suffering would exist everywhere.

Jim Horn

Here we are just after Christmas and a poor
immigrant child died. Wonder what will be 
next....

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Despair Not Fair and Everywhere


Disruption and disobedience were in despair;
Wondering why God did not appear to be fair;
Poorly painted,
And tainted;
Misery and suffering would exist everywhere.

Jim Horn

Here we are just after Christmas and a poor
immigrant child died. Wonder what will be 
next....

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Mary Skit was full of hot air
                                             She was a balloon to be fair
                                                      She ate turnip
                                                 Checked her burn up
                                        And swooshed to the sky body bare...

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The artist curls her hair.

splashes the color with a lot of care,

she has to be fair,

and fashion should be in a simple manner,

the painting is then thrown to a rich trader,

so the painter has profited.

Not knowing whose hands it is onto,

but the owner is sure it is out of the lobby once he is bored....

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Forgiveness.
It’s not an easy word.
It’s hard to pronounce,
gets stuck in your throat.
What hurts more than sticks?
Words
that break your bones!
So you’re building walls,
ready, clutching stones.
An eye for an eye?
Seems to be fair business.
Unless
 YOU’RE THE ONE
asking for forgiveness
…
...

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Thank you for the laughter,
For the good time's that we share
Thank's for always listening
For trying to be fair.

Thank you for your comfort,
When thing's are going bad
Thank you for the shoulder to cry on when i'm sad.

This poem is a reminder that,
All my life through,
I'll be thanking heaven
For a special husband like you....

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CAN YOU BARACK UP A LITTLE PLEASE

BARACK OBAMA IS PRESIDENT NOW
HE WANTS US ALL TO BE FAIR AND WILL SHOW US HOW
HE IS INTELLIGENT AND MOST DEFINITELY IN THE KNOW
AND IF YOU ASK ME THIS COUNTRY REALLY STINKS
SO IT'S APPROPRIATE WE HAVE A PRESIDENT WITH THE INITIALS B.O.
             (C) 2012....COPY WRITE...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~...

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I loved his leather, shiny, belt,
that buckles ornate gleam,
stars sailed around an eagle,
to wear it was my dream.

I never saw him wear it,
laid out across his chair,
it wouldn’t suit the suits he wore,
it wouldn’t, to be fair.

Eleven when I wore it.
It wasn’t how I’d dreamed.
He brought it down across my back,
and no one heard me scream....

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