Bigotry Poems

DEATH:
For my dagger is bathed in the blood of the brave,
I come, care-worn tenant of life, from the grave,
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My fancies are fireflies, —
Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
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Where would we go if told to leave
This land where our kidnapped forefathers grieved
For life as it once were
And not as destiny's mind perceived
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I.
Dares the lama, most fleet of the sons of the wind,
The lion to rouse from his skull-covered lair?
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He pulled the trigger
on that noisy morning
in the Bunker of Berlin.
The pages of Mein Kampf,
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In a world that is

Free from terrible terrorism and death
Full of happy harmony and warmth
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Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of
Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.
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Children are born blind to hate and bigotry
With their big smiles and loving ways
They are taught ugliness
By unthinking adults and overheard conversation
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There are two types of people:
Those who play golf,
And those who recognize it
for the idiotic malpractice that it is,
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The tide of fate rolls on!--heart-pierced and pale,
The gallant soldier lies, nor aught avail,
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Hatred smites too often
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shaking our faith in mankind
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Though nature weigh our talents, and dispense
To every man his modicum of sense,
And Conversation in its better part
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EVEN as a river,--partly (it might seem)
Yielding to old remembrances, and swayed
In part by fear to shape a way direct,
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And now, when poets are singing
Their songs of olden days,
And now, when the land is ringing
With sweet Centennial lays,
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Let us all join hands
In celebration
Confederation
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The lonely malnourished Spanish man who lives
by himself in a house without a kitchen practising
Franciscan-learnt Latin; the lonely widow offering
Nicholas Shrady a walking stick, the poor people in
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Why weeps the muse for England? What appears
In England's case to move the muse to tears?
From side to side of her delightful isle
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Zealot, I hear your heart is lost to them
Death resides in your hateful opinions
With toxic blame and killing floor speeches
Switchblade slick words that flick swift to murder
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11th September,1893, Monday,
Was the inauguration day
Of the Parliament of Religions,
A congregation of all religions.
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I want my black and brown friends to always know this
I'm not a bigot or a racist,
I grew up and I live in a very small town
Where racism and bigotry still makes me frown.
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Dear Serena Williams…I want to take a moment and apologize to you
for something I didn't say…something I did not do.

As we waited under a crab apple tree for our pizza the other day
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We marched for peace again on Sunday…and from the very start….
Lup-dup…lup-dup…lup-dup
our footsteps on the ground made the sound of a beating heart.
Lup-dup…lup-dup…lup-dup
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For 39 years I learned from the students with Autism I was teaching.
and the most important lesson I learned…by far
was how the true greatness of a person can be judged
by how they treat those they see as different…who to them seem a little bizarre.
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I would rather have a neighbor flying a rainbow flag
Even though many will scream it supports a gays as a brag,
They are proudly supporting someone's right or pride
With a solidarity they are sympathetically and morally at their side.
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It didn't start with gas chambers
If all remembers,
That is not how it all started
But, that is how many souls suffered and departed.
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I was never a great speller…in school…when my teacher called on me
I was never really sure if the ‘I' came before…or after the ‘e'

When it came to certain words…I always found it telling…
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Ever since our government relinquished the bond which make us complete all for the love of bigotry, & beckoned falsehood to envisage our entity, going the path we reprimand.
Seeking a divorce to the twine that bind us became optional to many secessionists advocating the way we could thrive.
Our motion on peril, not giving our ward the choice to choose what is worth living on the hope that morrow 'ill be hale & yield us all good while headed by overage leaders with zero inventive prowess and still undermined the leadership of the Youths, alas our country suffer insanity of the mind & different setbacks.
Through the back door policy of regional encomium and government preferences of one ethnic domination over the other enmity broke out and dive into our national fabric fanning an ember to sweep peaceful coexistence off our feet to a distance beyond.
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Just because they are black
We shouldn't be a racist and attack,
Just because of the color of their skin
We should not ever commit a sin.
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The melting fiery blaze of your eyes,
Captures the sunset of their lies;
As if to bid the snow cap to stay,
So let them hail its firm dismay;
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