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Adelaide London May 2017
I tell you
that we cannot be friends because
You're inconsiderate.
You're mean.
You're rude
and unforgiving.

The real reason why
we can't be friends is because
I'm Inconsiderate.
I'm mean.
I'm rude
and unforgiving.


Sorry.
The real reason why we're not friends. I'm sorry.

Love is a miracle and miracles do happen
Which do take when to the edge of eternity
This beam of light sparkles in that one
Who takes life on his palm to be really free

Beauty of the universe embraces forehead
And takes its share from victorious boon
Destiny and destination come to instead
To be the part of this really wonderful tune

Stream of life takes real turn but to flow
With full dignity integrity and real sincerity
Life when becomes ready for sacrifice,glow
To establish itself to overcome any disparity

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Ain’t no blacks going to heaven
And none of them Godless Jews.
Only real white folks are going.
Let me tell you the real news.
And them A-rabs, just forget it
That’s just not going to happen.
Shouldn’t line up on judgment day;
I’ll go down the line and slap ‘em.

It says right there in the Bible
How the good people are all white.
The rest are not really quite human
Heaven just ain’t for them, right?
You wouldn't you want your daughter
Or your son to breed with them?
You can tell just by looking
Intermarriage would be sin.

And we’re talking about looks
Sometimes that doesn’t work
Because some Godless whites are
some kind of non-Christian jerks.
And queers, let’s don’t forget them
With their disgusting abominable ways.
They will be left behind too
In those beautiful final days.

My Father is waiting in heaven
Where only the white and good go;
Gonna to be nobody but Christians
When Gabriel’s horn will blow.
Because My Father is God of Love
Of all creatures great and small
But he ain’t go no use for heathens
And no love for them at all.

And if some of you have children
That don’t get washed in the blood
Then all your praying and crying
Won’t do much of any good.
Sorry, but the rest of you lose
And it’s all quite out of my hands.
So, go ahead and pray to my Father
He’ll be sad, but he’ll understand.
Christians bigots supremacists hypocrites poetry Kincaid
If it is anything that describes my life, it is comparable to being a Goldfish. A Goldfish stuck inside a plastic bag. I can be floating at ease until someone traumatically shakes it, the water will begin to even out until everything starts shaking again. I lose my balance, I lay at the bottom yet I still have the courage to get back up again because I still have the capacity to try.
Adelaide London May 2017
Dear People Who Have Given Up,

Please start trying,
Otherwise it's not fair on me.
Breaking down is so much easier than staying strong. It's too bad that I'm doing the latter :)

I sound selfish, I know... :(
I am a laborer just by birth
And will die in the same way
I know my duties in a hearth
Hope doesn't come near to say

I am also one of humans
And not a donkey just to drag
But I do ask some questions
Who being champions always brag

By shouting slogans for my rights
Deliver speeches and forget
Till next year when shine lights
With my blood they will let

The Entire world again to know
My contributions in my prime
About my martyrdom in Chicago
Where my excellence became sublime

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
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