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"demography" poems
Kashmir is not just beautiful It was also free of violence, Not too far back in history, That did occur just 7 to 8 centuries ago. Then they poured out of Central Asia, Hordes getting bigger with each wave, Eliminate they did the original people. In 1320, it was Zulju raiding Kashmir, Then Rinchana, a Tibetan Büđđhïst refugee, he took over. Rinchana had Shah Mir as his Minister, Shah Mir persuaded Rinchana to Islam. After Rinchana, his son was set to be the ruler, However, Shah Mir killed this lawful successor. In 1339, Shah Mir became the first Muslim ruler of Kashmiri lands, Initially, they did not dare harm the original Hïnđū inhabitants. Then it was just Muslim kings for few centuries and slowly the Hïnđū heaven slipped into Muslim hands. Now we know what is the ground reality, The demography became Islamized over centuries, All arts and crafts stand dwarfed by violence, What they aim is an Islamic State, an Islamic Earth.
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
How They Changed Demography Of Kashmir
Now he’s gone I can’t go on Feeding on this Misery We ****** him dry What a great guy His light side And his dark side Are  a treasure to Humanity Nanoo nanoo Your time is through Your legacy Your jokes Your glee Unfortunately, You’re a Candidate for suicide A Statistic in your Demography
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
Goodbye
The crazy demography of death in our minds; our shine-clad generation suggests our invisible escape to depravity we are Not innocent, we are Not cured- of whatever disease we choose to hide in our black cages we are afraid without pure fear; we are a disgrace And so much happens in the streets at night- as each man loses his faith in (?)you-name-it, that we breed either poets, prophets or politicians, vegetables.
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Manifesto-oh
It's that time of the year again Our politicians put on a new persona Nothing new compared to the previous gimmick Decade old cliched stuff, on the repeat. A costly road ahead with a hefty expense Back-channels, bargains and deals , none can comprehend Funding is secured, the plans are now been drawn Delegation to the foot-soldiers, with ease and control The demography and previous trends have all been accounted War-rooms being set up, as the arsenal needs to be surmounted. Minute by minute, hour by hour The ***** games and abuse of power Horse trading has begun, The influential will re-run Money, honey or even the hard ways Just break the loyalty and build pathways Media Cells activated on the double Spitting venom and creating trouble Plethora of photoshops and planted stories Peddling narratives, worst than conspiracy theories. Meanwhile on the ground, a different game being played The pawns as usual disillusioned and dismayed Onslaught begins - First phase division Divide by nationality, status or religion Hate-mongering and fear-mongering No holds barred Political-correctness and propaganda not that far apart All kind of theatrics have been put to use Needless to discount the petty rhetoric and all the abuse Both left and right wing ideologies hand-crafted to look cool To trap the gullible and make them drool And nationalistic pride sprayed like chem-trails Beyond jingoism, everything else fails Morality and conscience have vanished into thin air Utopian lands being promised, as if almost here. The voter's are intelligent, they keep reiterating It's just a bait though, to lure them for voting But then again, what is the voter supposed to do? Greater evil or lesser evil are the choices to make Can it get any worst, is his obvious take Confusion, delusion and a hasty decision made Now crib, cry, swear and the same blame game Cometh the next election, its the same game play The vicious cycle repeats Politicians are back to deceive and cheat. Alright! Been there, done that To err is human they say Well! Guess what? I'll willfully repeat that!
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Sep 21, 2019
Sep 21, 2019 at 10:48 AM UTC
It's Election Time
It's that time of the year again Our politicians put on a new persona Nothing new compared to the previous gimmick Decade old cliched stuff, on the repeat. A costly road ahead with a hefty expense Back-channels, bargains and deals , none can comprehend Funding is secured, the plans are now been drawn Delegation to the foot-soldiers, with ease and control The demography and previous trends have all been accounted War-rooms being set up, as the arsenal needs to be surmounted. Minute by minute, hour by hour The ***** games and abuse of power Horse trading has begun, The influential will re-run Money, honey or even the hard ways Just break the loyalty and build pathways Media Cells activated on the double Spitting venom and creating trouble Plethora of photoshops and planted stories Peddling narratives, worst than conspiracy theories. Meanwhile on the ground, a different game being played The pawns as usual disillusioned and dismayed Onslaught begins - First phase division Divide by nationality, status or religion Hate-mongering and fear-mongering No holds barred Political-correctness and propaganda not that far apart All kind of theatrics have been put to use Needless to discount the petty rhetoric and all the abuse Both left and right wing ideologies hand-crafted to look cool To trap the gullible and make them drool And nationalistic pride sprayed like chem-trails Beyond jingoism, everything else fails Morality and conscience have vanished into thin air Utopian lands being promised, as if almost here. The voter's are intelligent, they keep reiterating It's just a bait though, to lure them for voting But then again, what is the voter supposed to do? Greater evil or lesser evil are the choices to make Can it get any worst, is his obvious take Confusion, delusion and a hasty decision made Now crib, cry, swear and the same blame game Cometh the next election, its the same game play The vicious cycle repeats Politicians are back to deceive and cheat. Alright! Been there, done that To err is human they say Well! Guess what? I'll willfully repeat that!
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Our Protection Money Racketeers was refused the extortion money demanded OK, me and mi young daughter are game just bring the ***** and a little gift for a good time that's crazy said I, no thank you ah..you think you better than us, all ladida they subsequently burgled us vandalized our car and stole the four radial wheels off the poor car then told us in broad daylight " We will ruin your life, hound you and make your life a misery" I laughed, imagine a known area Crook who's just robbed you saying that to you. To me this was a joke! a big big joke eh! haha "You're laughing!" Mama Crook says with hateful eyes "We are going to sling mud at you, you'd wish you're dead" I laughed even more Hey Al Capone, I thought I'm blameless here, my reputation is pristine, no skeleton hidden no crime ever. Never wronged anyone, always kind, friendly and respectful to all..all round sound guy, this crook is deluded. Anyway people can easily see the truth here, I confidently assumed Yeah! more fool me... Go to hell, you you nasty crook...say I,... imagine the cheek! Well people sad to report, how was I to know Mama Al capone was right They had the connections, the nefarious know-how of these things and they know their demography. they know their people! . Mud slinging worked a treat...People believed everything, every slander, defamation, fabrication, lies, everything They delivered on their promises and then some They told a fantastic story to their Socialist and Anachist connection, even those were fooled Arrogant, the Big I Am, hidden riches, wife beater, domineering et pompous, thinks he's high and mighty, the very opposite of me! wow people...the heat is on I became radioactive in one swift move.. For the first time in my life I discovered real evil exist, not paper stuff Now I know why there are never any witnesses in Inner city Estates and a code of Omerta or Ali-baba or whatever its called exists why some witnesses never reveal their faces or give their names, when they talk to the media about some crimes or some faces they recognized and why thieves threateningly utter this infamous line " I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE"
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 3:49 PM UTC
You can call me Al......
Our Protection Money Racketeers was refused the extortion money demanded OK, me and mi young daughter are game just bring the ***** and a little gift for a good time that's crazy said I, no thank you ah..you think you better than us, all ladida they subsequently burgled us vandalized our car and stole the four radial wheels off the poor car then told us in broad daylight " We will ruin your life, hound you and make your life a misery" I laughed, imagine a known area Crook who's just robbed you saying that to you. To me this was a joke! a big big joke eh! haha "You're laughing!" Mama Crook says with hateful eyes "We are going to sling mud at you, you'd wish you're dead" I laughed even more Hey Al Capone, I thought I'm blameless here, my reputation is pristine, no skeleton hidden no crime ever. Never wronged anyone, always kind, friendly and respectful to all..all round sound guy, this crook is deluded. Anyway people can easily see the truth here, I confidently assumed Yeah! more fool me... Go to hell, you you nasty crook...say I,... imagine the cheek! Well people sad to report, how was I to know Mama Al capone was right They had the connections, the nefarious know-how of these things and they know their demography. they know their people! . Mud slinging worked a treat...People believed everything, every slander, defamation, fabrication, lies, everything They delivered on their promises and then some They told a fantastic story to their Socialist and Anachist connection, even those were fooled Arrogant, the Big I Am, hidden riches, wife beater, domineering et pompous, thinks he's high and mighty, the very opposite of me! wow people...the heat is on I became radioactive in one swift move.. For the first time in my life I discovered real evil exist, not paper stuff Now I know why there are never any witnesses in Inner city Estates and a code of Omerta or Ali-baba or whatever its called exists why some witnesses never reveal their faces or give their names, when they talk to the media about some crimes or some faces they recognized and why thieves threateningly utter this infamous line " I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE"
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