"dunbar" poems
My Country Tis of Thee,
Sweet land of liberty-
Or so we sing.
Land where my fathers died-
But my forefathers died in a battle
Trying to keep their slaves;
My fathers killed your fathers
For trying to run away;
My fathers **** your fathers
Cause it's late at night, and
He's reaching for his gun-no, wait,
His ID?
Land of the pilgrim's pride-
But so often we leave out of history
How if it weren't for a Native American,
The pilgrims would've died.
From every mountainside-
Like Stone Mountain in Georgia,
Where Rebel Generals are memorialized,
Where the **** was revived-
God, help me, I can't hear freedom's ring;
I can only hear white-washed history.
From every mountainside-
But these days, the mountain is in my chest,
And liberty's ring sounds a lot different,
And a lot of folks don't like it.
Let freedom ring-
And I want to fight for freedom for all-
#BlackLivesMatter-
I want to help-
HANDS UP, DON'T SHOOT!
But-
I
Can't
Breathe.
Let freedom ring!-
But peaceful protests turn into
Bloodbaths as those who have sworn
To serve and protect are sniped down.
Let freedom ring!-
I try to educate myself
On the side of history not taught-
I've always felt that Nat Turner was the bad guy,
But these days I'm questioning it.
I read "The Meaning of Fourth of July for the *****
by Frederick Douglass
And I read "Bury Me in a Free Land"
by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
and I read "Sympathy"
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
and I read "Letters from Birmingham Jail",
"The Mountaintop Speech", and
"I Have a Dream"
by Dr. King.
When I was younger,
I'd research Dr. King & his colleagues
For fun.
I'd wonder, "If I lived in the Civil Rights era,
What would I have done?"
But when I turned seventeen,
I realized, "I live in a Civil Rights era;
What am I going to do?
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 5:28 PM UTC
THE ALLAN FAMILY STORY
YOU SEE MY FAMILY WERE A GOOD CAMPING FAMILY
AND WE HAD THIS BIG ORANJE TENT, WHERE THE
FAMILY BROUGHT TO CAMPING GROUNDS, TO
ENJOY WEEKEND CAMPING, I REMEMBER CAMPING
EVERY WHERE AROUND NSW AND THE ACT
AND AS A WAY OF EXCAPING THE NORMAL LIVES
ME AND MY BROTHER PUT THE TENT UP IN THE BACKYARD
AND HAD OUR OWN CAMPING GROUND, AND I HAVE
SO MANY GREAT MOMENTS, LIKE NEW YEARS EVE PARTIES WITH LYLE
AND YEAH, I WAS LIKE A NORMAL TEENAGER, WITH SLEEPOVERS IN THE TENT
AND HAVING AN ESKY OF DRINK AND SAUSAGES AND OTHER THINGS LIKE
CHIPS AND I GOT SOME GREAT PHOTOS ME AND LYLE ARE HAVING A GREAT
PARTY FOR NEW YEARS EVE, WE CELEBRATED WITH POISON AND DEF LEOPARD
AND LYLE BOUGHT AIR SUPPLY, OH MY GODFATHER, I HATE THAT BAND
I REMEMBER WHEN ME AND MY BROTHER WENT IN THE TENT, WE WATCHED TV
AND WE TALKED FOR HOURS LIKE ME AND LYLE, WE HAD A HEAP OF ****** FUN
YA SEE I REMEMBER LYLE SAID HE WASN’T SCARED OF THE OLD BOOGIE WOMAN
AND I AM NOT SCARED OF THE OLD BOOGIE WOMAN EITHER
AND MY BROTHER LOVED TO JOKE AROUND WITH US
YA SEE, LYLE WAS ENJOYING PUTTING THE TENT UP
AND WE BOTH HAD OUR STEREOS, AND WE PLAYED GREAT TOP 49 HITS OF THAT ERA
YOU SEE, MY DAD WAS A GREAT CAMPER AND BUSHWALKER, AND BUDDHA’S SPIRIT
MADE ME INHERIT DAD’S ADVENTURE BLOOD, BECAUSE, OF MY LAST 2 HUMAN LIVES
BEING GREAME THORNE, AND PATRICK DUNBAR, BOTH KILLED AT 8
AND BUDDHA MADE ME AN ALLAN, TO KEEP ME SAFE
BUT I WAS A KEEN BACKYARD CAMPER, COOKING ON GAS BBQS
AND EATING CHIPS, AND HEAPS OF CHOCOLATES, AND ME AND LYLE BOTH WATCHED THE CRICKET
ON THE TELEVISION IN THE TENT AND NEW YEARS EVE, WE WATCHED THE GREAT
BICENTENNIAL NEW YEARS EVE CONCERT IN 1987, ME AND LYLE HAD FUN DOING THIS AS
WELL AS WATCH GREAT MOVIES ON THE VHS RECORDER,
BUT THAT ALL ENDED, WE RAGED A BIG PARTY IN THE TENT, WITH MUSIC AND GREAT FOOD
I CAN’T REALLY HAVE *** I AM NOT THE *** TYPE, I TALK ABOUT ***** DONORS
BUT ONE THING I WAS GOOD AT, WAS TALKING, WITH LYLE, PATRICK MY BROTHER, SCOTT,
AND MANY MORE, AND THE BIG ORANGE TENT WAS FINALLY BOUGHT BY A FAMILY
I THOUGHT I SAW IT AT THE ABORIGINAL TENT EMBASSY, IT COULD’VE BEEN
IT LOOKED LIKE IT, AND IT’S GOOD THAT, IF IT IS, THAT POOR PEOPLE WITHOUT A HOME
ARE ENJOYING THIS TENT AS A HOME
GREAT ALLAN FAMILY CAMPING OVER
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
I HATE THE IDEA OF SUFFERING, BUT WITH ME THE WAY
I AM, I MUST SUFFER, BUT I SUFFER THOUGH BEING TREATED LIKE A LITTLE YOUNG DUDE
CAUSE I WORRY ABOUT GETTING TREATED LIKE THE ONLY ONE IN MY FAMILY
THAT WILL GET THREATENED AND KILLED, YOU SEE I BECAME A BUDDHIST
BECAUSE I WANT TO BE SAVED IN MY BELIEFS, EVEN THOUGH ALL RELIGIONS
ARE TRYING TO KEEP THE PEACE, YOU SEE I LIKE BUDDHISM, CAUSE, I CAN EXPLAIN
MY PREVIOUS LIVES, LIKE GREAME THORNE AND PATRICK DUNBAR, 2 8 YEAR OLD BOYS
THAT WERE KILLED, BUT I AM STILL SUFFERING BY THE CROWD UP IN THE HEAVENS
GETTING GHOSTS OF ED GEIN AND STEVEN BRADLEY AND TED BUNDY, COMES OUT
AND FORCES ME TO THROW MYSELF IN GARGAGE HOPPERS AND TIE MYSELF UP WITH
VINNIES ROPE IN MITCHELL, SAYING KIDNAP ME TO AN ADULT, YA SEE, I AM A MAN
WHO FOLLOWS THE PATH OF BUDDHISM, WHERE, I AM WILLING TO UNDERSTAND OTHER PEOPLE’S
VIEWS, I AM SUFFERING THROUGH PATRICKS COOL KID, BECAUSE I COMMITTED A CRIME
BACK IN 1990, HE CAN’T SEEM TO EXCEPT, TO LEAVE ME IN, WE ARE NOT AT SCHOOL ANYMORE
AND I DON’T DO WHAT I USED TO DO, I LIKE LEARNING HOW TO BE AT PEACE
UMMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE
UMMMMMMMM FIND ME INNER HAPPINESS
UMMMMMMMM TAKE MY MATES OUT OF MY HEAD
UMMMMMMM ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY SAY, MY BROTHER’S NOT AROUND ANYMORE
UMMMMMMMM I WANT TO LIVE IN ADELAIDE SOME DAY
UMMMMMMMM CAUSE IT’S A VERY FESTIVE CITY FOR ME
UM,MMMMMMM TAKE DAD OUT OF MY HEAD, I AM NOT LIKE A YOUNG DUDE TO A ****
UMMMMMMMMM LET ME BE REFORMED
UMMMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE, UMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE UMMMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE
I DON’T WANT TO TRY AND BE THE ONLY ADULT OUT OF MY OLD MATES
I DON’T WANT THAT VOICE WHEN ALL MY PREVIOUS LIVES MY FAMILY PATRICK AND DANIEL AND THE KIDS OF THE PAST
ARE FLYING AROUND MY HEAD
I HATE PEOPLE TEASING ME IN MY HEAD, UMMMMMMMMM I WANT TO BE A PEACEFUL BUDDHIST MAN
I AM NO LONGER A KID OR A LADY, AND I AM NO LONGER A MAN TO A FIGHT
I DON’T WANT TO BE A LITTLE YEAH MATE YEAH KID, UNLESS IT’S SHOWING OFF MY STORIES AND ****
I AM A BUDDHIST, ARTIST WRITER YOUTUBE ENTERTAINER AND COOL PERSON COMING TO THE MALL WITH HIS COKE
UMMMMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE UMMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE UMMMMMMMM BRING ME PEACE
ONLY YEAH MATE YEAH KIDS OR NERDS CONCENTRATE ON BUDDHISM , I KNOW I AIN’T A NERD
I BELIEVE BUDDHISTS MEND EVERY BLADE OF GRASS AND LIKE ME THEY BELIEVE IN REINCARNATION
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
1. If it doesn't take place at 4 in the morning, immediately change the setting.
2. You should center all your work. Centering makes the piece unique and improves readability.
3. You should invoke the idea of The Mask. Paul Laurence Dunbar didn't do it well enough.
4. One word lines improve readability and do a great job of making emphasis. Use them a lot.
5. On the other hand, really long lines explain points wonderfully. Feel free to be essentially prosaic.
6. The subject should be obvious and everyday, that way everyone can easily understand what you're trying to say. Subtext is dated.
7. Confessions and heartbreak are unique to you.
8. Not editing makes the work extremely human and relatable.
9. Emoticons and the ilk are the cutting edge of the English language. Feel free to use them without reservation.
10. Rhyme scheme doesn't need meter.
11. Making a word into waterfall letters tells the reader you're falling apart (See #3).
12. Journals, diaries, blogs and Tumblr are old news when it comes to venting. Write an angry poem about your day instead.
13. You're probably going mad according to the DSM-5. Definitely write about that.
Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 2:23 PM UTC
person feels a wave of heat through their neck and face when struck with a thought of their ex boyfriend. a ninth grader gives them a ***** look. person leans against a cold cinderblock wall and relaxes their face. focus on the empty space between the eyeballs and the brain. feel the limp arms and identify the beat of a pulse running through them. repeat after me: self care is boring.
paul laurence dunbar knows why the caged bird sings. he never wanted to be an elevator operator. it's a point of privilege. person asks a ninth grader if a bird could see the wind, the river, the sun. "oh... no..."
one thing person notices time and again is that when these students drop something they do not pick it up. they let someone else do it. where person is from it is not like that. students would not help person like that, they think.
person remembers one time, when they themselves were in the ninth grade, dropping their lunchbox in a crowded hallway and picking it up swiftly in the next step without slowing down. a tall boy behind them said "smooth". person felt proud at the time. person feels good remembering this.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 7:44 PM UTC
O, wilt thou go wi’ me,
Sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
O, wilt thou go wi’ me,
Sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
Wilt thou ride on a horse,
Or be drawn in a car,
Or walk by my side,
O sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
I care na thy daddie,
His lands and his money,
I care na thy kin
Sae high and sae lordly;
But say thou wilt ha’e me
For better for waur—
And come in thy coatie,
Sweet Tibbie Dunbar!
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The jellybean kid
When jelly beans was the things
All those years ago
I was Patrick Dunbar
Who was no chest oh no
You see he was the jelly bean kid
And he ate a lot of them
Yeah taste yeah taste
Yeah jelly beans are so sweet
The jelly bean kid the jelly bean kid
Patrick Dunbar is the jelly bean kid
His colours are red and white and blue yeah he is the jelly bean kid
You see he would attend the 4th of July parade and mate he was really
Popular there and Halloween, he played a disgruntled hansel year
He wishes he could get away
And at thanksgiving he brought his outfit to the front oh yeah and then
At Christmas he led Santa's sleigh
Out to go ** ** **
All dressed up as
The jelly bean kid the jelly bean kid
Patrick Dunbar is the jelly bean kid
He will party like there is no tomorrow
Yeah he's the jelly bean kid
You see Patrick was walking down
Waving to the crowd saying howdy folks
And when he past the drinking crowd he will tip his hat oh yeah
Then will do a little dance and say
How cool he is
You see Patrick Dunbar is the jelly bean kid and said I am way cooler than him, who is the giant frog that is
And he sang
The jelly bean kid oh the jelly bean kid
Patrick Dunbar is the jelly bean kid
Walking on the street in the parade
Saying hello to the drinking folk
And doing a dance for the entertained mob yeah he is oh he is
He is the jelly bean kid oh yeah
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 3:30 AM UTC
Can we go back...to where life met laughter. To when love had more value than fame. To how we used to respect those who came before us. And family extend far beyond the limits of your doorsteps. Can I get back to a gap toothed smile and fill em in puzzles. To puff bread and pecan candy. To walking my hanging with the homies at Dunbar. Who want to go back to walking from Oak St to Wakefield. Playing ball at Centennial Park, East end community center and MLK Elementary. Somehow I've wipped away a lot of my memory, however, I'll never forget my homies playing their makeshift drum set and me winking at their sister behind their back. Childhood crushes right. I have erased dates and events but the way you all have influenced me is engraved in me like the chiseled details on Donatello sculptures. I just want to go.....
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
When the words don't seem to fit
When the spot they just don't hit
I re-visit my friend
Shake him again
Good old Mr Limerick
There is a young woman from Dunbar
Who jogs but never too far
She carries a snickers
Inside her knickers
And a mars bar in her bra
-Stretch limo-
So much length it had gained
To drive it was really a pain
So they put on the wheels
Tyres of steel
And turned it into a train
Mesmerised for a while
By those eyes which so beguile
The men she meets
Fall at her feet
But why such sadness in her smile?
A pretty young thing from Milan
Had a beautiful tan
She enticed married men
Into loving again
And then the **** hit the fan
She used to be happy, fulfilled and carefree
As wild as white horses out on the sea
Now she's no fun
What has become
Of the girl she used to be
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 5:57 AM UTC
HI DUDES
I JUST HAD A GREAT NIGHT DOING MY SHOW, AND I CAN SAFELY SAY
THAT IT ALL CAN BE VIEWED ON AAA YOUTUBE TV, I HAVE BROUGHT
ALL MY CHARACTERS, LIKE PUNKALOTTO DUNBAR, AND MARCO AND SUSIE
AND TOPSY THE CLOWN AND BIMMY JARNES AND TWO GREAT SHOWS
BY THE NEW YEAR TIGER, AND EACH CHARACTER HAD A CHOCOLATE
AND TOLD EVERYONE THEIR NEW YEARS RESOLUTION
AND I READ A LOT OF POEMS, AND PARTIED TO A BIT OF GREAT MUSIC
NO, I WANT TO DISPLAY MY CHARACTER BUILDING, TO THE WORLD
CAUSE I AM AT PRESENT GETTING WHAT I WANT, YA SEE I WAS
IN A PLAY LAST YEAR, AND I WAS IN A PLAY NEXT YEAR
I AM PRACTICING MY COOL ENTERTAINING SKILLS
YA SEE I SHOVED CHEESE IN MY MOUTH, SHOWING, I WILL
PARTY LIKE THE RICH, EVEN IF I AM POOR
WE WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR
WE WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR
WE WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR
I HEAR VOICES, YOU ARE BREAKING OUR CODE, BUDDY
OF CANBERRA, WE WANT YOU TO BE AN ADUKT NOBODY LIKES
BUT I SAY TO THAT VOICE, **** OFF, I AM A CREATIVE BUDDHIST ARTIST AND WRITER
AND YOUTUBE ENTERTAINER, WHO LOVES TO PARTY
DESPITE HAVING SHITZOPHRENIA
I DO THIS SHOW, AS A REFERENCE TO STARDOM
WE WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR
WE WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR
WE WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR
WATCH AAA YOUTUBE TV FOR MY YOUTUBE PARTY IN SUBURBAN CANBERRA
YEAH, THEY ARE MIGHTY THE CANBERRA DUDES
WATCH IT ON AAA YOUTUBE TV,
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
My favorite poets and literary artists are
Marcus Garvey
James Weldon Johnson
Phillis Wheatley
Langston Hughes
Maya Angelou
Countee Cullen
Paul Laurence Dunbar
These are mine who are yours.
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
Beat backthe back beat.
Drop right in.
Ska reggae. Blues . Groove metal. Old ragtime.
Trip but don't fall.
Stride piano. Jump.
At the savoy.
Tight rythmic confusion.live the illusion.
I walked past the Dunbar in days past.
The doors were shuttered.. I heard fats' ivory twinkle.
On central ave.
Synche up.
Or don't
Just drop in
Where you fit in.
In front.
In back.
Up high or to the side.
Groove. Baby.
Groove.
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 12:07 PM UTC
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes-
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay,let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile,but, O great Christ,our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and along the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 2:04 AM UTC
hi dudes
there is a big snowstorm in australia, and even if queensland, and kids
missed school to play in the snow, i even saw a man chuck a big snowball
at his son, i am going to throw a snowball at you, and i am mucking with the
australians, because everyone is playing in the snow together, a snowstorm
created by my dad, who is now betty campbell, so robin williams next life
can be in a country with plenty of snow, you see snow is awesome, dude
more awesome than just ya know rain, because, just think about it, the snow
is making waves in queensland, and **** fanning, the surfer got attacked by a shark,
and he won and i am mucking with all the cool young dudes, who are playing in the snow
the snow is a falling, a falling a falling the snow is a falling in queensland oh yeah
come on happy dudes, show these real angry dudes, the right way to party, oh yeseree
the snow is icy cold icy cold icy cold
i am not a negative **** i am positive today
i feel i am getting my way, into becoming cool don’t ya say
the past is trying to catch up with me, like a crazy person does
greame thorne is my last life and is keeping the guy who nicked my lunch in my head, in a negative way
so i can understand that kidnapping is wrong, i say i am greame thorne, the coolest kid in the 50s yeah
dad is trying to be nice to me, saying your like him and mummy, because he is saying your still a family person brian
and everyone says i am not a cool kid, i know, i am a nice adult who does my art in a positive way
you see patrick dunbar who is my previous life before greame thorne is trying to get me to do what i used to do
because to the world i look like a negative **** but i fooled them, i am positive
when someone yells at me, i go, i am a happy dude, you are an angry dude
you see my dad is screaming from the afterlife saying, be like me and patrick brian
but that is because he is in a family of cool now, and he doesn’t wanna be cool, i do
but i am cool anyway, you see they are cooking organic food in terragon
cause jimmy barnes picked up my father’s next life and said, i love you, my dear little granddaughter
you see you are no longer apart of the allan clan, we will protect you from your teasing
so betty campbell, that is your name now, dad, barry allan is now dead
sing a song of sixpence sing a song of being positive, like your old son brian is trying to be
i know he sounds so negative, but brian allan is positive, as he lifts his fist up
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
Solemn sweet pipes of de o'gan
Heav'nly music I've hyead play,
But I'll tell you somefin' truly
Certain ez is Judgment Day:
Angels present at de service
Ev'ry Sunday spread dey wings,
Lif' dey hands, an' witness glory
When Malindy sings.
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 1:43 PM UTC
I say
‘Marguerite Johnson’
and you don’t know.
Who she really was, what
She really did.
Maya, a childhood nickname turned professional
Angelopulos, past other, Greek and unknown.
She was a poet, a woman of many
words that changed America.
Words that touched our hearts,
Words that opened our eyes
to truth.
She was an actress, in the Obie-winning “The Blacks”,
Off-Broadway, “Calypso Heat Wave”, inspiring her singer.
She was a singer, writer of song.
West Coast and
Hawaiian nightclubs were once
Embellished by her voice.
She was a dancer, a portrayer of emotion, through movements
Rhythmic and graceful
Calm, phantasmagoric, and beautiful.
She was an author.
She knew why,
“The Caged Bird” sang.
But, once. She had no voice.
Traumatized and scared. Age seven, suffered at the hands of the distant mother’s boyfriend.
She went mute,
feeling responsible for their crime,
After her uncles rid the world of the problem.
A candle’s flame blown out.
Mrs.
Flowers
A friend and fellow lover of the spoken word.
Helped Maya find her voice.
Introduced Hughes,
Du Bois, and Lawrence Dunbar.
Then, the canonical Shakespeare,
Dickens, Poe.
She was a scholar.
She was a mother.
She was a fighter.
She stood for her rights and the rights of her people.
She stood, side by side, with many known and recognized.
Malcom X.
Martin Luther King Jr.
His assassination on her birthday stopped the celebration forever.
Then she sent flowers to Coretta until her death in 2006.
She was an inspiration.
I say
“Maya Angelou”
And now you know.
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 9:35 AM UTC
Surrounded on all sides by the sudden prospect of doom.
He attempted to create some more room between what life he had left and an imminent death.
"Time flies when you're having fun,"
so isn't the opposite true?
How many eons did he spend doing things he hated?
How many lifetimes he must of lived through;
loathing his dreary circumstances,
his hobbies,
his friends.
Surrounded himself with dullness in order to blunt the passage of time.
I mean, in that situation,
what would you do?
He forewent all sense of pleasure for the sake of a longer life,
but in the end,
he lost it too.
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
From the years of 1931 to 1949 I lived as a cat named buddy in the dunbar household in unley in Adelaide
It was a fabulous life, running around the yards and drains expecting people to give me a saucer of cream
My owners names were Patrick dunbar and Georgina dunbar with one son named Jonithan used to pick me up and tickle me on the tummy and stroke me as I purred on the lounge room floor listening to the radio shows and the hit parades,
In this life I used to drink water from a bowl like an animal and my grandfather (pop) used to give me tea from a saucer
In memory of when I was buddy I wasn’t scared as an adult in this life when I went out to play and that is because I was having previous life memories as buddy
And in the 90s I was having hallucinations of Patrick playing with me and jonithan in the form of my friend Patrick in this life
Patrick and jonithan dunbar loved mucking around like two free boys and I sat on both their knees while they were saying to me
Patrick what’s that buddy
Tommy what’s that buddy
Patrick what’s that buddy
Tommy what’s that buddy
Tommy used to say a lot of the time
That he was smart kid yeah mate
Patrick used to put me out at 8-30 every morning and that is when I ate catnip
Jonithan used to follow me around saying
Come on buddy
What’s that buddy
Come on buddy
I used to catch mice to keep them out of the house and yard
It was basically the same roster day in day out, Tommy studied to be a scientist
And I used to sit on the window looking in on him doing experiments and my spirit made him pass for 4 years
In 1949 may 16th when Tommy was in University buddy died and Tommy was devestated and I went on to help the future which I found hard to do but as graham, grant, and Brian I and surviving
R I P buddy 18 years
Nov 5, 2021
Nov 5, 2021 at 12:01 PM UTC
hi dudes
because of my previous two lives as greame thorne and patrick dunbar being brutally murdered and kidnapped
i have been treated like a little yeah mate yeah kid, you see what i was really saying was please dad let me be like your mob
but i was fighting him like a hooligan, you see the previous lives kidnapping turned me into a little shy boy to the world
you see i wanted to be famous, i ended up in the psych ward
i wanted to be like the cool kids, i ended up grabbing all the cool kids
you see i have been having problems ya see, like last year i was good in my play but this year i am having reincarnation hooligan itchiness in my feet
and i am still watching instead of doing, but i am still doing my art, which this picture is, of me reaching out for my proud fathers love
when he likes the discipline from the army and now i feel he stole the methane smoothie off me, to still treat me like a little yeah mate yeah kid
i want to have views on aaron clayton and aaa youtube tv and i want to have people think i am an interesting writer
i like watching the shaytards and bratayley, i know they are families, but they are cool families, and besides which, ivy gimbert, my gran is annie
from bratayley and my old school mate scott mcdonald who came back as my cat lucky is the youngest son on the shaytards
and i enjoy watching it, i am not trying to get down their pants, i just think they are cool families, but because of my last 2 human lives
i feel i will be begging all my life, and at least i can watch these youtube shows to bring back peace
i feel my dad is at peace now, since i saw his next and current life betty campbell was near jimmy barnes
and this picture is when betty wore a denim shirt and a pink ribbon on her hair
you see i shouldn’t have committed that crime back in 1990, because i could be judged what i watch on youtube
and i don’t want that, i am watching it for artistic purposes, and writing as well
and a lot of it could be religious, you see i can’t read minds, i ain’t doing that
i like famous people and with my gran and nan and dad and uncle ray all in their next lives, i feel they are at peace
and canberra residents say my father in his next life is still like them, and i am still a little yeah mate yeah kid
and this picture shows how much pressure i am under trying to reach out, and now, i am losing my cool streak because
i am going to tribunal hearings instead of photo shoots and acting spots, i am on a psychiatric order instead of a spot on ellen’s show
i want to be famous not be a hardened criminal
and the itchiness shows my laziness like a little yeah mate yeah kid
please read the words and examine the picture
athena is taking my hooligan out of me, bit by bit
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
Just as this night leaves me a knave,
or how Dunbar looked upon his grave,
and as his wind waves our wicker,
we know less of how and what to do,
as it was with me and shall with you.
Empurpled cheeks among the cold,
flame the walls; his wind traps us hold,
pale hands touch with great brevity,
a single second lands us close to love,
for the bite of shame to **** the dove.
We almost had our moment,
now it dies without lament,
the walls stare with incandescence.
Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 8:21 PM UTC
Gawd...
Frost is so good.
Gawd...
Cummings is so good.
Gawd...
Dunbar is so good.
Gawd...
Field is so good.
God, am I
Any good?
Gawd...
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
I AM A BUDDHIST, I HAVE ****** OFF MY FAMILY
SO I AM LEAVINGT THEM ALONE
YA SEE I TRY AND BE NICE TO EVERYONE, BUT MY SCHITZOPHRENIC VOICES
MAKES ME YELL OUT TO THE STARS TO LET ME BE
THIS LADY IS COOL, BUT, SOMETIMES IT'S DEPENDING ON THE SITUATION
LIKE, IF YA GOT A BIG JOB, A PERFECT FAMILY, AND A LOT OF CASH
IT'S EASY TO BELIEVE IN BEHAVING AND MORALS
BUT IF YA HAVEN'T BEEN GIVEN THE CHANCE TO0 BE FAMOUS, EVEN IF
YOUR STUFF IS WORTHY OF MONEY,
I TRY NOT TO MAKE ANYONE FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE, WITH WHAT I SAY
I WANT TO FIND MY INNER PEACE, I DON'T WANT PEOPLE TEASING ME
IN MY HEAD, I HATE DAD CALLING ME DUMMY FROM IN THE COSMOS
BUT I WAS THE TEASIE OF THE FAMILY, AND I WANT IT TO FUCKEN STOP
I TRIED TO SHOW MUM AND DAD, SWEARING IS JUST WORDS, NOTHING MORE
I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS COOL TO SWEAR AT MY FOLKS, I WASN'T SLANDERING
THEM, I WASN'T TRYING TO UPSET THEM,, I WAS A COOL KID, THE COOLEST
KID AROUND, I WAS A COOL KID, SO MY MATES CAN FEEL AT EASE
I CARE FOR MY FELLOW HUMAN'S, I TRY AND RESPECT HUMANS
I HATE WHEN PEOPLE TREAT ME LIKE3 MUM AND DAD, THEY ARE OLDIES
THEY HELPED BUT THEY WERE OLD FLAMING HAGS
I SAY THIS IN THE NICEST POSSIBLE WAY
I TELL MY MATES, THEY GO HEY
I KNOW I UPSETTED PEOPLE BY TYING THEM UP, OR NOT RESPECTING THEIR
WAYS TO ENJOY LIFE, THIS LADY, HAS NO IDEA, OF WHAT IT FEELS LIKE, FOR ME
A COSMIC BELIEVER, WHO WANTS TO BE A BUDDHIST, I LIKE THIS LADY
BUT SHE NEEDS TO GET OUT MORE, MORALS, STINK, IT'S THE REASON WHY
WE HAVE ATHIESTS BEING HOOLIGANS, MY PROBS, WERE BECAUSE I WAS
GREAME THORNE KIDNAPPED AT 8 AND PATRICK DUNBAR KIDNAPPED AT 8
I FIND IT HARD TO EXPRESS MYSELF WITHOUT ARGUMENTS, I AM NOT SHY
TO BE A MAN, NOT A FIGHTING MAN, A BUDDHIST MAN, THIS LADY NEEDS
TO LEARN ABRAHM'S BUDDHIST BELIEFS
I CRAVE LIFE, BUT MY COSMIC BELIEF IS TRAPPING ME THINKING
YOU ARE GOING TO DIE ONE DAY, WHICH BRINGS OUT A VOICE FROM
THE EARLY 90S, YOUR GETTING KIDNAPPED ONE DAY BRIAN, NOT WHILE
YOUR TRYING TO BE A COOL KID TO THEM, I RESPECT THAT CANBERRA PEOPLE
DIDN'T SAY THIS, BUT I FIND IT HARD TO BE RESPECTED BY THEM, CAUSE I WAS
TRYING TO BE A YOUNG DUDE, YOUR COOL, BUT, YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND
ABOUT POOR BUDDHISTS SUCH AS MYSELF
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals--
I know what the caged bird feels!
I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
And they pulse again with a keener sting--
I know why he beats his wing!
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his ***** sore,--
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings--
I know why the caged bird sings!
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC
can relate to tommy, i used to drive my parents up the wall, i told mum i want to stay home,
when she shops, which was fine, but then, dad asked me, and i sobbed giving dad the impression that i never knew mum left, i was crazy, dad used to use smacking discipline
and he called me a fool, not his fault, i threatened him numerous times, i was jealous of my brother
who i seemed to be listened to by my father, and i was different, my previous lives, as patrick dunbar, my dad was a **** always in los angeles, while we're in wisconsin, i never saw him, my male role model as patrick dunbar was his grandfather, but still, the witchdoctor grabbed me and murdered me, my next life as greame thorne, my parents were a little too nice, but they lived in low income properties in sydney, and when we won that sydney opera house money, i as greame, was told to shut up, because they want to kidnap my sister, but eventually they grabbed my life as greame thorne, asked for ransom of the winnings and
then next thing i knew i was thrown to the sharks, this life, i get very emotional, if i upset someone, and most of the time i worried about annoying someone, or worrying about being teased, or losing my job, i was a crazy person, grabbing kids, and letting them go, i was like tommy, i couldn't understand why my dad and mum, tried to encourage me to fight, because
i was unaware, about how i felt about fighting as a kid, if you have problems, mentally, think
before you erink alcohol, i did, and yes, i have some neat little songs about drinking
i would love to have a beer with brian
i would love to have a beer with him
i was kidnapped at age of 8 twice
my future is totally cool
i stopped drinking heavy's
cause it affects with my meds
i would prefer to have a COKE with brian
cause he gets really wild
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
dudes
i am not worried about how i sound in my youtube videos for AAA YOUTUBE TV and aaron clayton
because people are watching me, it’s like TV stars, some area liked, as ted damson’s becker said
you should feel free to hate or like my stuff, you should just do it with the right reasons
i have over 50 views on a truck parade in gungahlin, and on nye i had voices of women
saying YOU **** be an adult, but i don’t care, because i checked, i was pretty popular
that night, i still hear that voice, but i drown it out, to be good, i don’t care how i look
in my videos, just as long as i am having fun, you see i don’t care on the teasing, because i
can handle the teasing, i just totally ignore it, and i have fun, i gave up my breakfast show
because i am not a morning entertainer, cause the medication gave me no energy
but that doesn’t stop me from enjoying youtube, or hello poetry or art colony
everyone likes me on these sites, i am popular, ok, i am liked all over the internet
i am bringing my characters out, i will bring a few more out, i was marco and topsy the clown
at poetry slam, that is why the young say i am cool, and i will continue to do this
i did room to move today and i brought my patrick dunbar character out, which
is a previous life of mine, anyway, they called me AWESOME, and i am
watch my brumbies night live show, on AAA YOUTUBE TV
i am an internet celebrity, pretty **** cool
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 6:41 AM UTC