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Then one of the judges of the city stood forth and said, "Speak to us of Crime and Punishment."
And he answered saying:
October's bellowing anger breaks and cleaves
The bronzed battalions of the stricken wood
In whose lament I hear a voice that grieves
For battle’s fruitless harvest, and the feud
When, by a decree of the sovereign power,
The poet makes his appearance in a bored world,
With fists clenched at the horror, his outraged mother
Calls on a pitying God, at whom these curses are hurled:
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done
In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale,
Whom Arthur and his knighthood called The Pure,
Had passed into the silent life of prayer,
Sit still, I say, and dispense with heroics!
I hurt your wrists? Well, you have hurt me.
It is time you found out that all men are not stoics,
ON thy stupendous summit, rock sublime !
That o'er the channel rear'd, half way at sea
The mariner at early morning hails,
Tell me, O muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide
ABOVE the city hung the moon,
Right o'er a plot of ground
Where flowers and orchard-trees were fenced
With lofty walls around:
Friendless and faint, with martyred steps and slow,
Faint for the flesh, but for the spirit free,
Stung by the mob that came to see the show,
The Master toiled along to Calvary;
Phoebus, sitting one day in a laurel-tree's shade,
Was reminded of Daphne, of whom it was made,
For the god being one day too warm in his wooing,
She took to the tree to escape his pursuing
Two outraged English ladies
'deux madames Anglaise'
their only weapons being
Often, in these blue meadows,
I hear what passes for the bark of seals
Heaving a sigh
Of great relief;
I tied my manuscript
Is this the land our fathers loved,
The freedom which they toiled to win?
Is this the soil whereon they moved?
Are these the graves they slumber in?
O Mother Earth! upon thy lap
Thy weary ones receiving,
And o'er them, silent as a dream,
Thy grassy mantle weaving,
He went to a public library that's quiet and free;
Arrested, he was, for murder, in the first degree;
Inside the library, there was a book to find,
Raschi of Troyes, the Moon of Israel,
The authoritative Talmudist, returned
From his wide wanderings under many skies,
Pearl pearl, emerged from the sea. Try to see a vision of tomorrow. Get out of the ties of today. It is suffocating, it is frustrating. Pearl pearl, the courage is still in the eyes of the outraged. Peal pearl of tomorrow. Get out of the ties of today.
Thinking to myself what he has done
Has he passed in front of everyone
Even if it's just one extra place in line
Considering in telling him that spot is mine
Thieves on a rampage.
Outraged and made crazed.
By delusions lived to fiction,
Lost of common sense.
Clashes with the police
Are a recourse to assert
‘I am there',
‘I am here' and ‘look at me'.
August 1965, Marquette Frye
In the hands of the police did die
Fifty five years later, can you tell me what has changed?
Words tumble down the screen in a never-ending stream
of collective consciousness, out there for all to read.
Entire arguments expressed in a few hundred characters,
It was my moral duty to operate and in many people's eyes, I was admired.
I did what needed to be done and because of that, I was fired.
Four years ago, a baby was born with Down Syndrome and he had a heart defect.
Because of his mental impairment, he was a baby who his parents chose to reject.
She doesn't like it
When I puff up my cheeks like an outraged chipmunk
Make slits of my eyes
Furrow my brow and downturn of mouth
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