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Paul Butters
Human skin pigment ranges from pale yellow, cream, pink to dark brown.
There is no black or white.
Some African tribes are charcoal grey, but not black.
There is but one race, the human race.
Beware anything that Divides us.
We must Unite for the Common Good.
Welcome to Planet Paul.

The fictional “Prisoner” of the sixties said,
“I am not a number, I am a person.”
He also claimed he was a “free man”.
He shouted defiantly that he would not be pushed,
Filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed
Or numbered.

I couldn’t agree more.
Nor will I be labelled or classified.
“My life is my own”.
I’m an individual human being.
Not Working or Middle Class,
Nor white nor religious nor atheist,
Nor racist, sexist, feminist, chauvinist
No Tory, Liberal. Labourite, Corbynista,
Remainer, Brexiteer, Remainiac, Remoaner
Or whatever.
I don’t do labels.

We are each born as single living entities,
Without asking to be who we are.
All in the same “boat”:
A tiny planet on the far edge
Of a spiral galaxy.

My bowels work like everyone else’s.
I belch and ****.
From time to time I’m ill
Or injured.
A man of many moods.
I’ll live and die like everyone else.
For the bottom line is,
We need to Unite,
As We are All the Same.

Paul Butters
It started with a comment on Facebook........
 Jan 2017 CapsLock
EyeOFtheEye
I'm sorry, I really do apologize,
You deserve more, I didn't mean too.
After so much I continue.
Over and again like an addiction.
It really is, although I know you'll be fine,
I won't, in time I'll do it again.
Like the many times before.
After all we become.
Your my everything I didn't mean too.
I'm sorry, I really do apologize.
The autumn has snatched the attire of the trees
But you are still mourning the robes of the queens
Eyes have gathered all blood in them to cease
And you are talking about the beauty of the teens

What all is world a cover under cover to uncover
Its oddities and idiosyncrasies to present ,portray
What a wonderful creatures are the poets as lovers
For the peace progress and prosperity they but pray

I am poet what I see I present you may like or dislike
At times I do take blood from heart to sight to write
Which may inflict heart of sensitives to attack or strike
I am a soldier poet I know how to present and to fight

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Wearing lenses at night
Demanding her stars at dawn
I was playing with my doll
Making love may be...
But my eye hadn't ****** organs !!!

شب ها لنز می گذارد
صبح ها ستاره هایش را می خواهد
من با عروسکم
همبازی بودم
...یا هم آغوشی
!!! چشمان من که عضو جنسی نداشته اند
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The Admirer
The unkown is ghastly  for some
for those who do not clearly see
that it's a beauty to be discovered

Loving them can be complicated for some
because everything they do is unpredictable
but you'll have never felt such things before

they see the world around them in such ways
we can only imagine to do so ourselves
and they never lie when they say  i love you

alas they are separated from others
as they are seen in as a peculiar thing
because the idea of them is terrifying
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