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I remember the rains that day, A shower of hate that won’t go away, The day seven of the year ninety four, When pain suddenly opened the door, And nothing was ever going to be the same anymore, With machetes and guns they marched, Aiming for our limbs to detach, Sworn they did that no INYENZI would escape their grasp, They swore that all would experience their wrath, Genocide it was called but the truth not told, The rains struck hard smell of rotting flesh, Cries from a distance heard but ignored, No one would even dare talk or whisper, **** the cockroaches was the message from the speaker, It was the rainy season the beginning of a massacre, Women and children are alienated from their land, Refugees in camps away from their land, The African holocaust had began in Rwanda, It took a while for the world to ponder, The ones who had the power to stop it kept quiet, They gave neither reason nor excuse for their silence, They waited until we all lost our patience, It was the rains in Rwanda the day of mourning, It was the season to prepare for farming, But I can bet the world saw it coming, But none gave a **** from the beginning, And so began the killing, Brothers and sisters turned enemy, Neighbors turned into strangers, **** ****** mutilation humiliation torture, Tribal hatred fueled by the west, When will Africa come to rest? And understand that we are one race, One love one place one earth, Let’s have love and peace, BY ISSAI
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC
issai-mashingo
THE RAINS IN RWANDA
I remember the rains that day, A shower of hate that won’t go away, The day seven of the year ninety four, When pain suddenly opened the door, And nothing was ever going to be the same anymore, With machetes and guns they marched, Aiming for our limbs to detach, Sworn they did that no INYENZI would escape their grasp, They swore that all would experience their wrath, Genocide it was called but the truth not told, The rains struck hard smell of rotting flesh, Cries from a distance heard but ignored, No one would even dare talk or whisper, **** the cockroaches was the message from the speaker, It was the rainy season the beginning of a massacre, Women and children are alienated from their land, Refugees in camps away from their land, The African holocaust had began in Rwanda, It took a while for the world to ponder, The ones who had the power to stop it kept quiet, They gave neither reason nor excuse for their silence, They waited until we all lost our patience, It was the rains in Rwanda the day of mourning, It was the season to prepare for farming, But I can bet the world saw it coming, But none gave a **** from the beginning, And so began the killing, Brothers and sisters turned enemy, Neighbors turned into strangers, **** ****** mutilation humiliation torture, Tribal hatred fueled by the west, When will Africa come to rest? And understand that we are one race, One love one place one earth, Let’s have love and peace, BY ISSAI
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:08 AM UTC
maxneumann
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Human directives, veracities unverified   Bellies belching with anger, murderers Udders dripping hate, foundling banters Hunters striking the hungered, unfortunate Glare sight to seek the truth, hold me lets sink Tear motions and debates of inequality My Dafur, the realm of the fur, demise All armed in Sudan, the arid, a battlefield Emergency alarms sirens from 2003 The indefinite complications and hunger A land of the displaced, starving nomads Hear me out in these non-dissolving conflicts Guantanamo bay detention a prison vicious A base for “war in terrorism”, reciprocal laws Inhumane human interrogations persists A breach, a revolt, the hunger riots devolve Force-feeding, torturous measures applied All undressed, humiliated, genitalia exposed A Rwanda slain in divide and rule Civil clashes, mashes, all trashed Swaying war rapes, tapes, the raves Machetes slashing necks and hands A lust of power, a genocide slaughter The Tutsi slewed and unsewn from a patch Autocratic regime boring divisions Territorial ethnic cleansing, a holocaust The oppression of Jews, Romanis, Poles Homosexuals, the disabled and mentally ill Indifference pooled in pits and camps The institutional social indoctrination The honor and killing to expose shame The violation and dishonor of moral fabric For what is “good”, “bad”, fixated moral values Buried waists and head, awaiting stones to hit Confessional secrets of only what lays within A torment watching witnesses, all dangling Marxists calls ships to stow ashore Masses kidnapped, confused in deceit Invalid contracts awaits signatures The white immigrants to be enslaved All aboard, now abroad to revolve labor Wage packages taken to pay for freedom Humans bought and sold to be owned Slaves yorked and counted as assets Bounded to serve plantations and homes A human, non human, a chattel, a slave A debt ******* offended and ***** Untamed and made to obey a master A falling global strings unturned Tunes strumming hate, war and pain Human trafficking, violence, inequality Child abuse, civil conflicts, capitalists Commercialism, zero hour contracts For if we have no rights, I have none For if we have no peace I have none
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 6:54 AM UTC
SassyJ
Cruel Inhumane Autocracies
Human directives, veracities unverified   Bellies belching with anger, murderers Udders dripping hate, foundling banters Hunters striking the hungered, unfortunate Glare sight to seek the truth, hold me lets sink Tear motions and debates of inequality My Dafur, the realm of the fur, demise All armed in Sudan, the arid, a battlefield Emergency alarms sirens from 2003 The indefinite complications and hunger A land of the displaced, starving nomads Hear me out in these non-dissolving conflicts Guantanamo bay detention a prison vicious A base for “war in terrorism”, reciprocal laws Inhumane human interrogations persists A breach, a revolt, the hunger riots devolve Force-feeding, torturous measures applied All undressed, humiliated, genitalia exposed A Rwanda slain in divide and rule Civil clashes, mashes, all trashed Swaying war rapes, tapes, the raves Machetes slashing necks and hands A lust of power, a genocide slaughter The Tutsi slewed and unsewn from a patch Autocratic regime boring divisions Territorial ethnic cleansing, a holocaust The oppression of Jews, Romanis, Poles Homosexuals, the disabled and mentally ill Indifference pooled in pits and camps The institutional social indoctrination The honor and killing to expose shame The violation and dishonor of moral fabric For what is “good”, “bad”, fixated moral values Buried waists and head, awaiting stones to hit Confessional secrets of only what lays within A torment watching witnesses, all dangling Marxists calls ships to stow ashore Masses kidnapped, confused in deceit Invalid contracts awaits signatures The white immigrants to be enslaved All aboard, now abroad to revolve labor Wage packages taken to pay for freedom Humans bought and sold to be owned Slaves yorked and counted as assets Bounded to serve plantations and homes A human, non human, a chattel, a slave A debt ******* offended and ***** Untamed and made to obey a master A falling global strings unturned Tunes strumming hate, war and pain Human trafficking, violence, inequality Child abuse, civil conflicts, capitalists Commercialism, zero hour contracts For if we have no rights, I have none For if we have no peace I have none
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April 5th 1994- Kurt Cobain dies April 6th 1994- The President of Rwanda Dies April 7th 1994- Kurt Cobain's body is found April 7th 1994- A genocide begins. Neighbors take arms against neighbors People he once shared a sandbox with now hold a machete to his neck Heads roll- literally Babies cry out to their mothers who lie there choking on their own blood Girls who 2 days ago were playing house with their dolls, now take care of their whole family Screams of pain from girls who's innocence is taken from the man who used            to bounce them on his knee. Gathered in the place where God is supposed to be Hundreds are murdered ruthlessly. Guns not pointed at their heads But clubs that smash them in. Achilles' heels slashed These men drink and feast and sleep Over the screams of their victims Babies born 9 months after these men took something that was not theirs to            take A physical representation of all that is evil and hatred and pain She tries to love them anyway But she sees him in them He has daddy's eye She has her fathers nose She sees them in the way he looks at her when he's hungry As if she is just there to quench that thirst with her body. The whole word is split in 2 Nobody is Rwandan anymore You are Hutu or Tutsi Short or tall Human or vermin. The dead among the living Sometimes I can't tell which is which Until I see it That sparkle of hope in that one man's eye Because the human spirit will never die. The father of his best friend tortured and murdered his mother on their            front lawn. Orphaned and afraid, He cannot stop He cannot slow down He cannot give up Because ***** Kurt Cobain he has to tell the story of what really happened that day Rwanda April 7th 1994
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC
adrianna-perez
April 7, 1994
April 5th 1994- Kurt Cobain dies April 6th 1994- The President of Rwanda Dies April 7th 1994- Kurt Cobain's body is found April 7th 1994- A genocide begins. Neighbors take arms against neighbors People he once shared a sandbox with now hold a machete to his neck Heads roll- literally Babies cry out to their mothers who lie there choking on their own blood Girls who 2 days ago were playing house with their dolls, now take care of their whole family Screams of pain from girls who's innocence is taken from the man who used            to bounce them on his knee. Gathered in the place where God is supposed to be Hundreds are murdered ruthlessly. Guns not pointed at their heads But clubs that smash them in. Achilles' heels slashed These men drink and feast and sleep Over the screams of their victims Babies born 9 months after these men took something that was not theirs to            take A physical representation of all that is evil and hatred and pain She tries to love them anyway But she sees him in them He has daddy's eye She has her fathers nose She sees them in the way he looks at her when he's hungry As if she is just there to quench that thirst with her body. The whole word is split in 2 Nobody is Rwandan anymore You are Hutu or Tutsi Short or tall Human or vermin. The dead among the living Sometimes I can't tell which is which Until I see it That sparkle of hope in that one man's eye Because the human spirit will never die. The father of his best friend tortured and murdered his mother on their            front lawn. Orphaned and afraid, He cannot stop He cannot slow down He cannot give up Because ***** Kurt Cobain he has to tell the story of what really happened that day Rwanda April 7th 1994
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Better the gorillas of Rwanda are given birth certificate Within a brief while of their visiting the earth, Their security is guaranteed by the state machinery Basking in the full confidence of three meals a day, Not wary of political repression based on suspicion, They have a national day in their honour Fully agitated for clean environment By the political incumbentcy, They are now the first class citizens As the Rwandese citizens of human origin Of varied political stand suffer under agony In prisons and exiles, jails and hideouts On the run for ever for fear of their lives.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 8:34 AM UTC
alexander-k-opicho
BETTER THE GORILLAS OF RWANDA
Better the gorillas of Rwanda are given birth certificate Within a brief while of their visiting the earth, Their security is guaranteed by the state machinery Basking in the full confidence of three meals a day, Not wary of political repression based on suspicion, They have a national day in their honour Fully agitated for clean environment By the political incumbentcy, They are now the first class citizens As the Rwandese citizens of human origin Of varied political stand suffer under agony In prisons and exiles, jails and hideouts On the run for ever for fear of their lives.
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The people call though not in sight, I see them yet they're no where near. Rwanda how your children call me, united, loving, oh so dear. Bananas sweet and smiles sweeter, sharing all of the little they had. I call in my heart to the children of Rwanda, with your memory I'll never be sad. I could tell a hundred stories of love and friendship, nineteen years and still in my heart.
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 12:55 AM UTC
todd-kelley
Nostalgia Rwanda
The people call though not in sight, I see them yet they're no where near. Rwanda how your children call me, united, loving, oh so dear. Bananas sweet and smiles sweeter, sharing all of the little they had. I call in my heart to the children of Rwanda, with your memory I'll never be sad. I could tell a hundred stories of love and friendship, nineteen years and still in my heart.
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Rainy nights thinking about Rwanda, fog seeps out of the woods. Like smoke, it crawls across the fields. My head lights attempt to cut through it, as it intensifies, inhibiting my drive, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I arrive at the Mobil, wait five minutes for the cashier to notice I’m here. When she does, she hobbles over. I attempt to buy a pack of backwoods, my card gets declined, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I get in my car, and have a fit when I can’t find my keys, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I begin to drive, get cut off and curse fellow man, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I ***** and I moan, an entitled little **** but I’m alive, which many can’t say after Rwanda.
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
barry-pietrantonio
Motel Rwanda
Rainy nights thinking about Rwanda, fog seeps out of the woods. Like smoke, it crawls across the fields. My head lights attempt to cut through it, as it intensifies, inhibiting my drive, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I arrive at the Mobil, wait five minutes for the cashier to notice I’m here. When she does, she hobbles over. I attempt to buy a pack of backwoods, my card gets declined, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I get in my car, and have a fit when I can’t find my keys, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I begin to drive, get cut off and curse fellow man, but it’s nothing compared to Rwanda. I ***** and I moan, an entitled little **** but I’m alive, which many can’t say after Rwanda.
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Algeria a rich land poor people, Angola seems to have kings, Benin is blessed with voodoo, Botswana blood bulls diamonds, Burkina Faso can't cope coups, Burundi twelve years a slave, Cape Verde has half a million, Cameroon got cocoa, Chad's lake is shrinking, Comoros has under a million, DRC is third largest, Congo is it's neighbour with capitals facing, Côte d'Ivoire has few elephants, Djibouti's on the horn, Egypt has mummy's, Equatorial guinea struck oil in 95 but didn't loose change, Eritrea has 5000 running annually, Ethiopia's great rift is pretty ****** Gabon is subject to black gold, Gambia got a peace of it after 65, Great Ghana oasis of peace, Guinea is diverse, Bissau too, Kenyans have beautiful smiles, Lesotho is SA's baby, Liberia oldest republic, Libya needs liberty, Madagascar where are the penguins! Malawi has warm hearts, Mali is 8th, Mauritania is 11th, Mauritius marvel, Morocco fine leather, Mozambique keeps the dugongs, Namibia Windhoek ah, Niger after a river, Nigeria makes zuma rock, Rwanda listen, Sao tome and principe 2nd smallest, Senegoals, She sells Seychelles, Sierra Leone free? Somalia loose, S. Africa reign, South Sudan independent? Sudan - black, Swaziland more than solo men, Tanzania trade, Togo up down, Two knees yeah, Uganda teacher come simeon, Zambia's peace? Zimbabwe got rid of Mugabe. Always thought zed was co.za but we're actually co.zm, so what's zim? One way we'll loose change is when the overseers begin to acknowledge the under looked. -nyanta
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
nyant
AFRICA
Algeria a rich land poor people, Angola seems to have kings, Benin is blessed with voodoo, Botswana blood bulls diamonds, Burkina Faso can't cope coups, Burundi twelve years a slave, Cape Verde has half a million, Cameroon got cocoa, Chad's lake is shrinking, Comoros has under a million, DRC is third largest, Congo is it's neighbour with capitals facing, Côte d'Ivoire has few elephants, Djibouti's on the horn, Egypt has mummy's, Equatorial guinea struck oil in 95 but didn't loose change, Eritrea has 5000 running annually, Ethiopia's great rift is pretty ****** Gabon is subject to black gold, Gambia got a peace of it after 65, Great Ghana oasis of peace, Guinea is diverse, Bissau too, Kenyans have beautiful smiles, Lesotho is SA's baby, Liberia oldest republic, Libya needs liberty, Madagascar where are the penguins! Malawi has warm hearts, Mali is 8th, Mauritania is 11th, Mauritius marvel, Morocco fine leather, Mozambique keeps the dugongs, Namibia Windhoek ah, Niger after a river, Nigeria makes zuma rock, Rwanda listen, Sao tome and principe 2nd smallest, Senegoals, She sells Seychelles, Sierra Leone free? Somalia loose, S. Africa reign, South Sudan independent? Sudan - black, Swaziland more than solo men, Tanzania trade, Togo up down, Two knees yeah, Uganda teacher come simeon, Zambia's peace? Zimbabwe got rid of Mugabe. Always thought zed was co.za but we're actually co.zm, so what's zim? One way we'll loose change is when the overseers begin to acknowledge the under looked. -nyanta
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They began without notice, in the city of Mombasa By the Al shabab shooting baby Osinya in the head, Killed the mother, leaving a slug stuck in Osinya’s head Killing and mauling many others macabrously, Killing for no other reason, but tribe and faith, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity. They had initially lynched the West Gate Mall In Nairobi, killing the aged and seasoned darling Of African poetry and true fountain of peace The dearest Kofi Awonor, in full watch of his son, Confirming a trail of the ghastly curse of fate and death That totted him arduously from his home in the west Of the tropical gulag that makes the land of Africa From where the terror maestro ; Boko haram reign scot free Mayheming, Killing, ****** and kidnapping harmless virgins Killing For no other reason but tribe and faith, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity. They have now killed fifty peasants in Mpeketon town, ****** them in circles to puncture their virginity and brutally kidnapping those that are not ***** Using the AK 47 and the Ak 74 to shoot and **** Without reason nor course but failure of mind Botched down by authenticity of holy diversity Heavenly packaged in God’s idea of tribe, Uhm! An African man with a gun is a brute of brutes, Giving an African a gun is simple mess of the world In to helter-skelter poise tilting peace higgledy-piggledy, Killing one another like animals premised by Charles Darwin As overtly seen in the warring Congo and CAR, Where Africans **** one another in a stupid dint, To ape Rwanda or no! To outshine the Jewish Massacre In the Ammonium chambers of fuehrer Adolf ****** This stupid Africans baser than wild beasts, Who told you that your greatness will come from killing your neighbours; the fellow peasants? These African men are the modern homoguerrillus, Which one call cheap war making man They and **** ! **** **** **** **** **** **** For no other reason but faith and tribe, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity. Gunshots of the gunmen in Africa are not A song of the caged bird, no whatsoever, They are cowardly maneuvers of the weak As the weak and cowards rarely forgive, They arm themselves to the teeth With deadly weapons from Russia or wherever Only to shoot and **** the old and malnourished Peasant women, killing the likes of baby Osinya Shooting a suckling baby to prove your heroism, These African men are really a Whiteman’s burden, They **** their fellows from cockcrow to chick roost For no other reason but tribe and faith, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
alexander-k-opicho
THE GUNMEN OF AFRICA ARE NOT A SONG OF THE CAGED BIRD
They began without notice, in the city of Mombasa By the Al shabab shooting baby Osinya in the head, Killed the mother, leaving a slug stuck in Osinya’s head Killing and mauling many others macabrously, Killing for no other reason, but tribe and faith, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity. They had initially lynched the West Gate Mall In Nairobi, killing the aged and seasoned darling Of African poetry and true fountain of peace The dearest Kofi Awonor, in full watch of his son, Confirming a trail of the ghastly curse of fate and death That totted him arduously from his home in the west Of the tropical gulag that makes the land of Africa From where the terror maestro ; Boko haram reign scot free Mayheming, Killing, ****** and kidnapping harmless virgins Killing For no other reason but tribe and faith, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity. They have now killed fifty peasants in Mpeketon town, ****** them in circles to puncture their virginity and brutally kidnapping those that are not ***** Using the AK 47 and the Ak 74 to shoot and **** Without reason nor course but failure of mind Botched down by authenticity of holy diversity Heavenly packaged in God’s idea of tribe, Uhm! An African man with a gun is a brute of brutes, Giving an African a gun is simple mess of the world In to helter-skelter poise tilting peace higgledy-piggledy, Killing one another like animals premised by Charles Darwin As overtly seen in the warring Congo and CAR, Where Africans **** one another in a stupid dint, To ape Rwanda or no! To outshine the Jewish Massacre In the Ammonium chambers of fuehrer Adolf ****** This stupid Africans baser than wild beasts, Who told you that your greatness will come from killing your neighbours; the fellow peasants? These African men are the modern homoguerrillus, Which one call cheap war making man They and **** ! **** **** **** **** **** **** For no other reason but faith and tribe, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity. Gunshots of the gunmen in Africa are not A song of the caged bird, no whatsoever, They are cowardly maneuvers of the weak As the weak and cowards rarely forgive, They arm themselves to the teeth With deadly weapons from Russia or wherever Only to shoot and **** the old and malnourished Peasant women, killing the likes of baby Osinya Shooting a suckling baby to prove your heroism, These African men are really a Whiteman’s burden, They **** their fellows from cockcrow to chick roost For no other reason but tribe and faith, Their victims confess different religion and ethnicity.
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T-to see R-Rwanda A-Africa from afar can V-veer you away from the troubles they faced. E-even L-love can not save any of us now.
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 8:42 PM UTC
macquealla-sawatzky
Travel
T-to see R-Rwanda A-Africa from afar can V-veer you away from the troubles they faced. E-even L-love can not save any of us now.
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Holocaust Poem: "On The Slaughter" by Chaim Nachman Bialik loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Merciful heavens, have pity on me! If there is a God approachable by men as yet I have not found him— Pray for me! For my heart is dead, prayers languish upon my tongue; my right hand has lost its strength and my hope has wilted, undone. How long? Oh, when will this nightmare end? How long? Hangman, traitor, here’s my neck— rise up now, rise and slaughter! Behead me like a dog—your arm controls the axe and the whole world is a scaffold to me although we—the chosen few— were once recipients of the Pacts. Executioner, my blood’s a paltry prize— strike my skull and the blood of innocents will rain drenching your pristine uniform again and again, staining your raiment forever. If there is Justice—quick, let her appear! But after I’ve been blotted out, should she reveal her face, let her false scales be overturned forever and the heavens reek with the stench of her disgrace. You too arrogant men, with your brutal injustice, suckled on blood, unweaned of violence: cursed be the warrior who cries "Vengeance!" on a maiden; such cruelty was never contemplated, even by Satan. Let innocents’ blood drench the abyss! Let innocents’ blood seep down into the congealing darkness, eat it away and undermine earth's rotting foundations. Al Hashechita ("On the Slaughter") was written by Chaim Nachman Bialik in response to the ****** Kishniev pogrom of 1903, which was instigated by agents of the Czar who wanted to divert social unrest and political anger from the Czar to the Jewish minority. The Hebrew word schechita (also transliterated shechita, shechitah, shekhitah, shehita) denotes the ritual kosher slaughtering of animals for food. The juxtapositioning of kosher slaughter with the slaughter of Jews makes the poem all the more powerful and ghastly. Such anti-Semitic incidents prompted a massive wave of Eastern European emigration that brought millions of Jews to the West. Unfortunately, there have been many similar slaughters in human history and the poem remains chillingly relevant to the more recent ones in Israel/Palestine, Rwanda, Bosnia and Kosovo. Keywords/Tags: Holocaust, poem, Bialik, translation, slaughter, massacre, God, prayer, executioner, hangman, blood, innocents, justice, false, scales, injustice
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Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 4:00 AM UTC
michael-r-burch
Chaim Nachman Bialik "On The Slaughter" translation
Holocaust Poem: "On The Slaughter" by Chaim Nachman Bialik loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Merciful heavens, have pity on me! If there is a God approachable by men as yet I have not found him— Pray for me! For my heart is dead, prayers languish upon my tongue; my right hand has lost its strength and my hope has wilted, undone. How long? Oh, when will this nightmare end? How long? Hangman, traitor, here’s my neck— rise up now, rise and slaughter! Behead me like a dog—your arm controls the axe and the whole world is a scaffold to me although we—the chosen few— were once recipients of the Pacts. Executioner, my blood’s a paltry prize— strike my skull and the blood of innocents will rain drenching your pristine uniform again and again, staining your raiment forever. If there is Justice—quick, let her appear! But after I’ve been blotted out, should she reveal her face, let her false scales be overturned forever and the heavens reek with the stench of her disgrace. You too arrogant men, with your brutal injustice, suckled on blood, unweaned of violence: cursed be the warrior who cries "Vengeance!" on a maiden; such cruelty was never contemplated, even by Satan. Let innocents’ blood drench the abyss! Let innocents’ blood seep down into the congealing darkness, eat it away and undermine earth's rotting foundations. Al Hashechita ("On the Slaughter") was written by Chaim Nachman Bialik in response to the ****** Kishniev pogrom of 1903, which was instigated by agents of the Czar who wanted to divert social unrest and political anger from the Czar to the Jewish minority. The Hebrew word schechita (also transliterated shechita, shechitah, shekhitah, shehita) denotes the ritual kosher slaughtering of animals for food. The juxtapositioning of kosher slaughter with the slaughter of Jews makes the poem all the more powerful and ghastly. Such anti-Semitic incidents prompted a massive wave of Eastern European emigration that brought millions of Jews to the West. Unfortunately, there have been many similar slaughters in human history and the poem remains chillingly relevant to the more recent ones in Israel/Palestine, Rwanda, Bosnia and Kosovo. Keywords/Tags: Holocaust, poem, Bialik, translation, slaughter, massacre, God, prayer, executioner, hangman, blood, innocents, justice, false, scales, injustice
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These words are a sock, soft and warm from the dryer butterknife palpable lullabye maroon These words are bits of glass, attacking my ears: Yaw Ketch Blurt Epizeuxis Jactation and Mauve These words are brass-knuckled fists to the face Mogadishu Rwanda Desert One My Lai And Nine One One These words are a sneaky cat, slithering here and there Mystery Secretive Lurking Sly Shadowy These words are unknown to everyone but me. Private words for private thoughts. Uiyak Jackassdom Nothingofanyvalue
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 4:26 PM UTC
ellis-reyes
The Agony and the Harmony
These words are a sock, soft and warm from the dryer butterknife palpable lullabye maroon These words are bits of glass, attacking my ears: Yaw Ketch Blurt Epizeuxis Jactation and Mauve These words are brass-knuckled fists to the face Mogadishu Rwanda Desert One My Lai And Nine One One These words are a sneaky cat, slithering here and there Mystery Secretive Lurking Sly Shadowy These words are unknown to everyone but me. Private words for private thoughts. Uiyak Jackassdom Nothingofanyvalue
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We as the United States generate hate by overstepping our bounds moving our military into other nations The real root cause to drill oil in the ground Cause we need oil to move our economy - so we ignore other countries rights to autonomy Because we're America bringing freedom to the world - yes please understand We'll help out Libya and Iraq but not Rwanda or Sudan - its the American plan - We bring freedom if you've got something for us So please adore us, give us your natural resources - then we'll destroy your country and be its only recourse - we use force to get what we need even if it means making more die and bleed - so cut the real TV feed and let the American media propaganda proceed
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
corn-bread-johnson
Propaganda
We as the United States generate hate by overstepping our bounds moving our military into other nations The real root cause to drill oil in the ground Cause we need oil to move our economy - so we ignore other countries rights to autonomy Because we're America bringing freedom to the world - yes please understand We'll help out Libya and Iraq but not Rwanda or Sudan - its the American plan - We bring freedom if you've got something for us So please adore us, give us your natural resources - then we'll destroy your country and be its only recourse - we use force to get what we need even if it means making more die and bleed - so cut the real TV feed and let the American media propaganda proceed
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Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa What's in Africa? What's there to see? I asked myself on the New Year's eve I thought that I was good in geography But I didn't know Lagos or Nairobi I might be ignorant, I have to admit About Africa I knew just a little bit The great Sahara - sands of mystery! The Nile river - so much history! Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Namibia, Nigeria, Niger, Angola, Algeria Burundi, Benin and Libya, Lesotho and Liberia Burkina-Faso, Botswana, Guinea-Bissau, Ghana Djibouti, Zimbabwe, Zambia, Uganda, Rwanda, Gambia I saw a film on Serengeti Park A one of a kind, a must-see landmark I watched a documentary on pyramids of Giza They're much much older than Mona Lisa I heard that oldest coffee plants Take their roots in Ethiopia's land And that samba, rumba, funk and jazz Take their beats from African drums Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa Cameroon and Congo, Malawi, Mali, Morocco Côte d'Ivoire and Kenya, Mauritius, Mauritania Tunisia, Tanzania, Eswatini, Eritrea Sudan, Senegal, Somalia, Sierra Leone, South Sudan You can travel around cities of Africa Like Cape Town, Cairo or Casablanca If you're in love or plan to be Go to Zanzibar, feel that ocean breeze! Climb up mount Kilimanjaro Watch the zebras cross the Masai Mara If you're adventurous, you're a dreamer Take a wild trip down Zambezi river Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Comoros, Chad, Cabo Verde, Democratic Republic of Congo Ethiopia, Egypt, Guinea, Gabon, Equatorial Guinea and Togo Madagascar, Mozambique, Central African Republic Sao Tome and Principe, South Africa and Seychelles Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland, I'm on my way to Africa!
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May 3, 2022
May 3, 2022 at 7:33 PM UTC
aidar-omar
Africa is Beautiful
Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa What's in Africa? What's there to see? I asked myself on the New Year's eve I thought that I was good in geography But I didn't know Lagos or Nairobi I might be ignorant, I have to admit About Africa I knew just a little bit The great Sahara - sands of mystery! The Nile river - so much history! Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Namibia, Nigeria, Niger, Angola, Algeria Burundi, Benin and Libya, Lesotho and Liberia Burkina-Faso, Botswana, Guinea-Bissau, Ghana Djibouti, Zimbabwe, Zambia, Uganda, Rwanda, Gambia I saw a film on Serengeti Park A one of a kind, a must-see landmark I watched a documentary on pyramids of Giza They're much much older than Mona Lisa I heard that oldest coffee plants Take their roots in Ethiopia's land And that samba, rumba, funk and jazz Take their beats from African drums Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa Cameroon and Congo, Malawi, Mali, Morocco Côte d'Ivoire and Kenya, Mauritius, Mauritania Tunisia, Tanzania, Eswatini, Eritrea Sudan, Senegal, Somalia, Sierra Leone, South Sudan You can travel around cities of Africa Like Cape Town, Cairo or Casablanca If you're in love or plan to be Go to Zanzibar, feel that ocean breeze! Climb up mount Kilimanjaro Watch the zebras cross the Masai Mara If you're adventurous, you're a dreamer Take a wild trip down Zambezi river Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Comoros, Chad, Cabo Verde, Democratic Republic of Congo Ethiopia, Egypt, Guinea, Gabon, Equatorial Guinea and Togo Madagascar, Mozambique, Central African Republic Sao Tome and Principe, South Africa and Seychelles Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland, I'm on my way to Africa!
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sinusunog na mga bahay, sinasamsam ang mga ari-arian, sinasaktan pati ang mga bata, ginagahasa ang mga babae, at pinapatay ang mga lalake. ganito araw-araw ang kanilang sinasapit, hindi sa kamay ng mga tulisan o rebelde, hindi sila ang salarin sa pang-aapi, kundi ang estado at militar ang pasimuno. sila ang pasistang halimaw na naninibasib, pagkat gusto nilang maubos ang mga Rohingya. hindi daw sila taga Burma, latak daw sila ng mga Arabong dayo, kaya kailangan na sila'y malipol. walang magawa si Aung San Suu Kyi, pati s'ya hawak sa leeg ng militar. walang ginagawa ang Amerika at UN, palibhasa wala silang mapapala sa mahirap na bansa. isa na naman ba itong Rwanda, o katulad sa Gaza? walang gustong tumulong sa kanilang walang pakinabang. maramot ang saklolo sa mga madaling maloko, hindi kinakalinga ng langit ang mga tunay na api at kapos palad, sapagkat ang mata ng kasaysayan ay nakatuon lagi sa Europa at sa mga bansang masagana.
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Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 4:04 AM UTC
makabagongmakata69
ROHINGYA AT ANG ETHNIC CLEANSING SA MYANMAR
sinusunog na mga bahay, sinasamsam ang mga ari-arian, sinasaktan pati ang mga bata, ginagahasa ang mga babae, at pinapatay ang mga lalake. ganito araw-araw ang kanilang sinasapit, hindi sa kamay ng mga tulisan o rebelde, hindi sila ang salarin sa pang-aapi, kundi ang estado at militar ang pasimuno. sila ang pasistang halimaw na naninibasib, pagkat gusto nilang maubos ang mga Rohingya. hindi daw sila taga Burma, latak daw sila ng mga Arabong dayo, kaya kailangan na sila'y malipol. walang magawa si Aung San Suu Kyi, pati s'ya hawak sa leeg ng militar. walang ginagawa ang Amerika at UN, palibhasa wala silang mapapala sa mahirap na bansa. isa na naman ba itong Rwanda, o katulad sa Gaza? walang gustong tumulong sa kanilang walang pakinabang. maramot ang saklolo sa mga madaling maloko, hindi kinakalinga ng langit ang mga tunay na api at kapos palad, sapagkat ang mata ng kasaysayan ay nakatuon lagi sa Europa at sa mga bansang masagana.
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Melting madness and shimmering isles The bubble-gum boils in drug pedophiles Let's teach the East to love Western style We come in with strap-on's and pillage with smiles The rest of the world watches their watches People keep saying we're at hour eleven We're changing the design on our gold lockets From a heart to a blackjack, Seven Seven Seven! The college boys assure you that they know the lyrics And the meanings behind them for they've been enlightened They swarm out like locusts and pretentiously parrot Verbatim the textbooks they read when they're frightened That they'll die with nothing to show for their efforts They want everyone else in the world to remember That they did exist on some scale of importance Even though we're just spun yarn of grass, dirt and oceans Intelligence streams the consciousness seeds and conscientious objectors it seems So pardon me for the fallacy of pardoning tyrannical dictator queens It seems these days to be discovered you need to cheat on your spouse or your lover You'd think that with all the war crimes we've seen we would have hung at least one or the other We've got two parties, so pick one or scram! (Look at them squirm as fast as they can!) They're starting to think for themselves again! Quick, strangle the market and feed this man Acid and bath salts and give him some tear gas and send him on in to disarm the smear traps And **** everyone so we'll jump to conclusion with no where to turn, the final solution! I'm drunk again and we're falling in, the shoreline is riddled with explosions We don't speak of the war, we have no comment, we're almost out of original content We're frantically searching for a brand new contest to prove that our nation is still the best Whether you're China, Russia, Israel, Pakistan, the U.K., or India, the U.S. or Japan Let's take all the gangbanging **** out of Oakland and drop them in to the Atlantic Ocean Or better yet, set them loose in Uganda, let's see how long they last in Rwanda. I'm done with religion and socialized medicine, this aristocracy of pull and deception So for once in our lifetimes, let's seek a vision, because God knows people can't make ******* decisions.
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Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 4:20 AM UTC
ryan-bowdish
The Other Half Of The World Raps
Melting madness and shimmering isles The bubble-gum boils in drug pedophiles Let's teach the East to love Western style We come in with strap-on's and pillage with smiles The rest of the world watches their watches People keep saying we're at hour eleven We're changing the design on our gold lockets From a heart to a blackjack, Seven Seven Seven! The college boys assure you that they know the lyrics And the meanings behind them for they've been enlightened They swarm out like locusts and pretentiously parrot Verbatim the textbooks they read when they're frightened That they'll die with nothing to show for their efforts They want everyone else in the world to remember That they did exist on some scale of importance Even though we're just spun yarn of grass, dirt and oceans Intelligence streams the consciousness seeds and conscientious objectors it seems So pardon me for the fallacy of pardoning tyrannical dictator queens It seems these days to be discovered you need to cheat on your spouse or your lover You'd think that with all the war crimes we've seen we would have hung at least one or the other We've got two parties, so pick one or scram! (Look at them squirm as fast as they can!) They're starting to think for themselves again! Quick, strangle the market and feed this man Acid and bath salts and give him some tear gas and send him on in to disarm the smear traps And **** everyone so we'll jump to conclusion with no where to turn, the final solution! I'm drunk again and we're falling in, the shoreline is riddled with explosions We don't speak of the war, we have no comment, we're almost out of original content We're frantically searching for a brand new contest to prove that our nation is still the best Whether you're China, Russia, Israel, Pakistan, the U.K., or India, the U.S. or Japan Let's take all the gangbanging **** out of Oakland and drop them in to the Atlantic Ocean Or better yet, set them loose in Uganda, let's see how long they last in Rwanda. I'm done with religion and socialized medicine, this aristocracy of pull and deception So for once in our lifetimes, let's seek a vision, because God knows people can't make ******* decisions.
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to: her from: me i may not like you but i love him, so i'm writing this to you to ask that you be patient with him and kind to him and never take him for granted. you don't love him like i do and i know this because you don't know how he likes his coffee (black), or what his favorite movie is (hotel rwanda) or why he's afraid of airplanes (his sister died on 9/11) please do not get frustrated with the fact that he can't take a compliment or that he might forget your birthday or that he will put his family before you in a heartbeat. please do not think that because he doesn't ask where you are or seem interested in going out or spend every moment with you, that he doesn't care about you. he is an introverted mind with a breathtaking soul and you will be surprised by how quickly he will make you forget the name of any other boy that you have ever been with. the last thing that i think you should know is that he has a very fragile heart and you cannot fix it no matter how hard you try. so do not try to rid him of his repressed memories and reoccurring nightmares. promise him you'll never leave and do not break the promise like i did
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
kylie-4
from me to you
to: her from: me i may not like you but i love him, so i'm writing this to you to ask that you be patient with him and kind to him and never take him for granted. you don't love him like i do and i know this because you don't know how he likes his coffee (black), or what his favorite movie is (hotel rwanda) or why he's afraid of airplanes (his sister died on 9/11) please do not get frustrated with the fact that he can't take a compliment or that he might forget your birthday or that he will put his family before you in a heartbeat. please do not think that because he doesn't ask where you are or seem interested in going out or spend every moment with you, that he doesn't care about you. he is an introverted mind with a breathtaking soul and you will be surprised by how quickly he will make you forget the name of any other boy that you have ever been with. the last thing that i think you should know is that he has a very fragile heart and you cannot fix it no matter how hard you try. so do not try to rid him of his repressed memories and reoccurring nightmares. promise him you'll never leave and do not break the promise like i did
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The fearful python had swallow Our fearless inner fellow, See and hear the waves Marching in their endless ranks, Smashing blood against the Rocks at the Burundi cliff, Will the fog of despair and wail Hung over Rwanda for long? Hmm, the emotion of this moment Has swallowed our African thought, Oh no, this curious season Has caused us to reason, Will our rain be pain? Will our pain be gain? May be, when the rain fell on the Leopard skin, it washed off its spots, Behold, the endless umbilical cord Of Africa has every reason to bleed, For the bitter sword had No respect for our mother’s womb, Will our sorrow be fate? Will our fate be hollow? May be, when the frog in front fell, The others behind did not take caution. © PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI Email: [email protected]
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 5:53 AM UTC
prince-anin-agyei
WILL OUR PAIN BE GAIN?
The fearful python had swallow Our fearless inner fellow, See and hear the waves Marching in their endless ranks, Smashing blood against the Rocks at the Burundi cliff, Will the fog of despair and wail Hung over Rwanda for long? Hmm, the emotion of this moment Has swallowed our African thought, Oh no, this curious season Has caused us to reason, Will our rain be pain? Will our pain be gain? May be, when the rain fell on the Leopard skin, it washed off its spots, Behold, the endless umbilical cord Of Africa has every reason to bleed, For the bitter sword had No respect for our mother’s womb, Will our sorrow be fate? Will our fate be hollow? May be, when the frog in front fell, The others behind did not take caution. © PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI Email: [email protected]
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I can see them Dancing in their fancy clothes On the amputated arms and legs That built their country An unimaginable pain Impossible to understand By someone like me The rich and prosperous The westerners and the UN With the help of media Publish propaganda which we – Arrogant and naïve – Believe And think our government is honest Purely because it’s stable And most won’t even be able To locate Sierra Leone Or Rwanda In the index of an atlas And this stupidity of The age of unnecessity And overflow of emotionless objects Slowly kills me And one finger after another I feel those masters of the third world Hack and saw them off But they’ll never get my spirit And my heart And these words will resound: Down with lies and hatred Down with money and policy Down with exploitation and death Now feel my love reach out to you
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Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 9:22 AM UTC
ilkka-sipila
What happened to humanity?
I can see them Dancing in their fancy clothes On the amputated arms and legs That built their country An unimaginable pain Impossible to understand By someone like me The rich and prosperous The westerners and the UN With the help of media Publish propaganda which we – Arrogant and naïve – Believe And think our government is honest Purely because it’s stable And most won’t even be able To locate Sierra Leone Or Rwanda In the index of an atlas And this stupidity of The age of unnecessity And overflow of emotionless objects Slowly kills me And one finger after another I feel those masters of the third world Hack and saw them off But they’ll never get my spirit And my heart And these words will resound: Down with lies and hatred Down with money and policy Down with exploitation and death Now feel my love reach out to you
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Melimeliye; This page is hurt. Women. More (5), dry, dry. In 2016 and 15 years as a physician, the ********** and the physician. "In the Philippines." However, there is life? "This is the best way to the car." For example, between January 1 and January 1: 100: 100 in January and 100: in January to within 60 days after the changes were made in Saudi Arabia. In 2016, Azerbaijan, Algeria, Libya, Lebanon, Mexico, Syria and Palestine. For example, Fiji, South America and North America, Perth, California, United States. Yasmin - 6: 7 201 new *** / AIDS / Glory 25: US and UK are in the chart. The Greeks. We are very happy to be able to fix the problem. Although it is very cold in the United States is good. Not at all. But fears. 1, bright light. 16: 60 60 16 16 16 16 16 year to 60-year-old tešet'ehānyi. Father wise, intelligent and wise one. For example, the dead man. Some judges. Another California, California, Saudi Arabia, South Africa, July 2016, 100 7 7 7 77 years old and doctors. There are many benefits. This means that 2016, 2016, 2017; This is the world. Syria, Palestine, the United States, Britain, Sierra Leone. Muhammad and Yasmin še.ā. 7, 2016; New *** / Infection 1000/1000/ out of 1000 / Peter's deyidi diet / of bowling. Talk to encourage language. 1 victory in Northern Mali. The first sale. The punch than the women of the world. (5) In the - to the - your hair. In 2016, 15 years ago, and the doctor, the ********** and the physician. "Philippines, Judith." This should not be the matter? "This is the best way to the car." And the Moon. For example, on July 1, the German words. Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Mexico, Palestine, Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Mexico, Palestine, Saudi Arabia and Syria in 2016 and in Rwanda, Fiji North America and South America, United States of America, Hannah, 6.7 201 HIV/AIDS ... 25: in the United States, the UK, the Bureau - was involved and working in the pumpkin bebirich'ilewi. 1. Reducing crime rivers and streams Switch permanently weak ... ... friends in the world is very cold and ice for the first time in the world Note 16 16 60 60 16 16 16 60: one hundred years and more than a hundred years is too complex, for example grace and the grace of God, which is in fact nothing else in the inner court of the lakes. The State of California is under attack. Germany, indeed. Saudi Arabia, South Africa 7 7 77 100 2016 and leader. Important. For example, in 2017, Syria, UK, USA, in Sierra Leone, 2016, 2017, 2017, 2017 7 Yasmin Annan for *** / 1000/1000 / S / pitch / air. The message said in Baghdad
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Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
johnny-noiπ
the ********** and the physician [Yasmin *** / AIDS]
Melimeliye; This page is hurt. Women. More (5), dry, dry. In 2016 and 15 years as a physician, the ********** and the physician. "In the Philippines." However, there is life? "This is the best way to the car." For example, between January 1 and January 1: 100: 100 in January and 100: in January to within 60 days after the changes were made in Saudi Arabia. In 2016, Azerbaijan, Algeria, Libya, Lebanon, Mexico, Syria and Palestine. For example, Fiji, South America and North America, Perth, California, United States. Yasmin - 6: 7 201 new *** / AIDS / Glory 25: US and UK are in the chart. The Greeks. We are very happy to be able to fix the problem. Although it is very cold in the United States is good. Not at all. But fears. 1, bright light. 16: 60 60 16 16 16 16 16 year to 60-year-old tešet'ehānyi. Father wise, intelligent and wise one. For example, the dead man. Some judges. Another California, California, Saudi Arabia, South Africa, July 2016, 100 7 7 7 77 years old and doctors. There are many benefits. This means that 2016, 2016, 2017; This is the world. Syria, Palestine, the United States, Britain, Sierra Leone. Muhammad and Yasmin še.ā. 7, 2016; New *** / Infection 1000/1000/ out of 1000 / Peter's deyidi diet / of bowling. Talk to encourage language. 1 victory in Northern Mali. The first sale. The punch than the women of the world. (5) In the - to the - your hair. In 2016, 15 years ago, and the doctor, the ********** and the physician. "Philippines, Judith." This should not be the matter? "This is the best way to the car." And the Moon. For example, on July 1, the German words. Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Mexico, Palestine, Saudi Arabia, Saudi Arabia, Mexico, Palestine, Saudi Arabia and Syria in 2016 and in Rwanda, Fiji North America and South America, United States of America, Hannah, 6.7 201 HIV/AIDS ... 25: in the United States, the UK, the Bureau - was involved and working in the pumpkin bebirich'ilewi. 1. Reducing crime rivers and streams Switch permanently weak ... ... friends in the world is very cold and ice for the first time in the world Note 16 16 60 60 16 16 16 60: one hundred years and more than a hundred years is too complex, for example grace and the grace of God, which is in fact nothing else in the inner court of the lakes. The State of California is under attack. Germany, indeed. Saudi Arabia, South Africa 7 7 77 100 2016 and leader. Important. For example, in 2017, Syria, UK, USA, in Sierra Leone, 2016, 2017, 2017, 2017 7 Yasmin Annan for *** / 1000/1000 / S / pitch / air. The message said in Baghdad
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A smile is knowing The dark crease of a well-arched spine The dewy white lotus petals The sad title of concubine The blue glass so plainly beautiful With its cold smooth sides A blown vase that sits precious Atop a dead deer's stretched hide The hallowed slope of a portruding illiac And the decadent crust of a sweet fruit pie On a black vinyl stage floor In a room filled with echoing cries The reverberance loud and hollow With ears ringing opened wide The bends of her young tendons In her ropey pale limbs They flex and harshly twitch How a scared and hooked fish swims The cyclic orbits of planets and lifetimes   A ballerina's pirouette spins Now the tarlatan and muslin gets torn to shreds And the blinding stage lights quickly dim The wet heat of a hungry tongue Slaps upon her sweating skin The audience simply does nothing Just like the tall plant stalks of the green motel Or the muddy vines in swamps in Rwanda Or white wallpaper in the locked rooms of certain hells The diseases that squirm in tainted waters Of Liberia's ***** wells The missing limbs of wartime amputees Reflected in the golden glint of spent brass shells Amidst the screams of NO STOP NO It yells the words GO GOD GO Through the grinning lips of the manifest destiny And the arms of Khmer Rouge's killings Its legs are formed from the many faces of lynch mobs Its hands are hewn of American prison facilities and county jails It's dripping deadly doses of fentanyl in local ****** shipments     And ****** dancers
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC
youdont-needthis
****** Dancers
A smile is knowing The dark crease of a well-arched spine The dewy white lotus petals The sad title of concubine The blue glass so plainly beautiful With its cold smooth sides A blown vase that sits precious Atop a dead deer's stretched hide The hallowed slope of a portruding illiac And the decadent crust of a sweet fruit pie On a black vinyl stage floor In a room filled with echoing cries The reverberance loud and hollow With ears ringing opened wide The bends of her young tendons In her ropey pale limbs They flex and harshly twitch How a scared and hooked fish swims The cyclic orbits of planets and lifetimes   A ballerina's pirouette spins Now the tarlatan and muslin gets torn to shreds And the blinding stage lights quickly dim The wet heat of a hungry tongue Slaps upon her sweating skin The audience simply does nothing Just like the tall plant stalks of the green motel Or the muddy vines in swamps in Rwanda Or white wallpaper in the locked rooms of certain hells The diseases that squirm in tainted waters Of Liberia's ***** wells The missing limbs of wartime amputees Reflected in the golden glint of spent brass shells Amidst the screams of NO STOP NO It yells the words GO GOD GO Through the grinning lips of the manifest destiny And the arms of Khmer Rouge's killings Its legs are formed from the many faces of lynch mobs Its hands are hewn of American prison facilities and county jails It's dripping deadly doses of fentanyl in local ****** shipments     And ****** dancers
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Is it? Is it really too much To ask That we have a world of peace A world without violence No guns No bombs No soulless military machine Grinding ever on Leaving only desolation in its wake A world without war A world not driven by the cruel whims And made desires Of politicians and generals and tyrants A world where people can simply coexist Where love and understanding Can flower A place where children can be safe And grow up without fear No more genocide No more tragedies like Darfur, Rwanda or Palestine No more refugee camps No more walls When will people wake up And realize our shared humanity Binds us in ways more numerous and profound Than ever our differences could be When will enough be enough When will we rise in a mass satyagraha For peace To end war for all time We can do it We must do it Is it really too much to ask?
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 7:03 AM UTC
joe-butler
Too Much to Ask
Is it? Is it really too much To ask That we have a world of peace A world without violence No guns No bombs No soulless military machine Grinding ever on Leaving only desolation in its wake A world without war A world not driven by the cruel whims And made desires Of politicians and generals and tyrants A world where people can simply coexist Where love and understanding Can flower A place where children can be safe And grow up without fear No more genocide No more tragedies like Darfur, Rwanda or Palestine No more refugee camps No more walls When will people wake up And realize our shared humanity Binds us in ways more numerous and profound Than ever our differences could be When will enough be enough When will we rise in a mass satyagraha For peace To end war for all time We can do it We must do it Is it really too much to ask?
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Singularity. Not wanting to assimilate No need to ingratiate or even to populate. In the alone wearing my clothes which are home to me are these things that are known to be, my truth. No one but one where one can be one and one can be true to oneself. Selfish is singular too, another one that is one and so true. Here on the Central line there are twenty minutes, enough time to write and more than enough time to open my eyes and be overcome by the plight of us all. On the tube wall, Rwanda, the fate of the elephant, the panda, the children, who wills then misfortune on women and always the children who suffer. The next stop is my stop, how lucky to get off, but the world turns slowly for some, if time is the gun, It is already smoking.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC
john-edward-smallshaw
Moles and ostriches
Singularity. Not wanting to assimilate No need to ingratiate or even to populate. In the alone wearing my clothes which are home to me are these things that are known to be, my truth. No one but one where one can be one and one can be true to oneself. Selfish is singular too, another one that is one and so true. Here on the Central line there are twenty minutes, enough time to write and more than enough time to open my eyes and be overcome by the plight of us all. On the tube wall, Rwanda, the fate of the elephant, the panda, the children, who wills then misfortune on women and always the children who suffer. The next stop is my stop, how lucky to get off, but the world turns slowly for some, if time is the gun, It is already smoking.
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I had a nightmare There were Al-Qaeda babies crawling in my room With turbans on their heads I know it sounds racist, it's awful, totally sick but you gotta believe me These Johnny Jihads were glowing in the dark And I sensed bombs in their brains, saying gooooo geeeee gaaaa-gaaaa! I've never been so terrified in my life I had to leap over them, they were so ******* real Any moment they'd explode in a thin blood step of suicide and Al-Qaeda day care It wasn't just that I knew the evil they'd become Let me tell you how I got in this awful mess I had this crazy idea about confronting evil Rwanda, genocide, all that **** In all the books I could find I thought I could make peace with the world If I just cried my guts out ship-wreck some snot mess, you know what I mean Well, I guess the joke's on me I needed a nightmare to tell me There's no truth in evil There's nothing to find When it's all an illusion to begin with Just like that nightmare What a lesson that was. I'll always remember those Al-Qaeda babies They really saved my life As twisted as that sounds It's true And yes, it's a true story If you don't believe me... Then God help you, And you'll meet those Al-Qaeda babies.
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May 24, 2013
May 24, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
kiersten-cosgrove
Al-Qaeda Babies
I had a nightmare There were Al-Qaeda babies crawling in my room With turbans on their heads I know it sounds racist, it's awful, totally sick but you gotta believe me These Johnny Jihads were glowing in the dark And I sensed bombs in their brains, saying gooooo geeeee gaaaa-gaaaa! I've never been so terrified in my life I had to leap over them, they were so ******* real Any moment they'd explode in a thin blood step of suicide and Al-Qaeda day care It wasn't just that I knew the evil they'd become Let me tell you how I got in this awful mess I had this crazy idea about confronting evil Rwanda, genocide, all that **** In all the books I could find I thought I could make peace with the world If I just cried my guts out ship-wreck some snot mess, you know what I mean Well, I guess the joke's on me I needed a nightmare to tell me There's no truth in evil There's nothing to find When it's all an illusion to begin with Just like that nightmare What a lesson that was. I'll always remember those Al-Qaeda babies They really saved my life As twisted as that sounds It's true And yes, it's a true story If you don't believe me... Then God help you, And you'll meet those Al-Qaeda babies.
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Why must I Die Today I see babies born Just to be torn and killed. Thousands of young and old Yelling why must I die. I did nothing wrong. Is it hate or is it joy They don't know the fate. Rwanda 's genocide killing all those that stand. Swing clubs and machetes. Cutting them all down. But they don't know why i must die they think. The blood rolls in the streets. Who can stop it we want to know Peace is the answer not the dope.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 8:04 AM UTC
harold-r-hunt-sr
Why must I die
Why must I Die Today I see babies born Just to be torn and killed. Thousands of young and old Yelling why must I die. I did nothing wrong. Is it hate or is it joy They don't know the fate. Rwanda 's genocide killing all those that stand. Swing clubs and machetes. Cutting them all down. But they don't know why i must die they think. The blood rolls in the streets. Who can stop it we want to know Peace is the answer not the dope.
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