photo courtesy
images.encarta.msn.com/xrefmedia/sharemed/targets/images/...
There lived a hate filled cobra in the forests
Who would stealthily crawl
Who thought because he had poisonous fangs
he could kill any animal big or small
all the animals were fed up of him
as I recall
this king of the serpents wanted
to be a king of the entire forest
all around the animal kingdom
a deatly pall
till one day he met his match
a mongoose on close call
he tried to overpower
him with force he did maul
a fight to finish
all the spectators to enthrall
the end came fast and quick
the cobra in the last throes
at the feet of the mongoose sprawled
so the moral even the tiniest
opponent don’t underestimate
don’t go about throwing your weight
don’t blind yourself with so much hate
live and let live don’t tempt your fate
with your congenial surroundings
try to relate ..the laws of nature
don’t desecrate your downfall
round the corner lying in wait
with the other persons point of view
try to equate you are no more
a child at 68 ,,grow up
before its too late
the cobra and the mongoose
could have been soul mate
if the conceited racist cobra
had kept a check
on his emotional state
my advise to brother
allen james saywell
in good faith
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
A TALE OF A BLEEDING TAMPON
photo courtesy
www.columbusdirect.com/travel/plan-for-unexpected/pics/ta...
A tampon that got stuck
In a Racist Aussie ass bad luck
Travesty of anal penetration
The bleeding and the Fu**k
The guy doing it to the Racist Aussie
Could not find a condom
So he picked a sanitary towel
As protection he thought
Would work
When he pulled it out
His tumescent member
He realized what the F**k
Like lighting bolt that struck
The god dam tampon
he could not pluck
This guy a driver of a
Delivery truck
Conjoined twins
Wonderstruck
Both with surnames
Of Schmuck l
Living in a hick town
Tweed heads
That you cannot duck
3000 poems hearse driven
Pulled by a trailer truck
www.columbusdirect.com/travel/plan-for-unexpected/pics/ta...
A tampon that got stuck
In a Racist Aussie ass bad luck
Travesty of anal penetration
The bleeding and the Fu**k
The guy doing it to the Racist Aussie
Could not find a condom
So he picked a sanitary towel
As protection he thought
Would work
When he pulled it out
His tumescent member
He realized what the F**k
Like lighting bolt that struck
The god dam tampon
he could not pluck
This guy a driver of a
Delivery truck
Conjoined twins
Wonderstruck
Both with surnames
Of Schmuck l
Living in a hick town
Tweed heads
That you cannot duck
3000 poems hearse driven
Pulled by a trailer truck
Wiladat e Imame Zamana
TOOTNA HAI GHUROOR ZULMAT KA
RAUSHNI KA PAYAM AAYEGA
JAISE AATA HAI SUBHO KO SURAJ
WAISE MERA IMAM AAYEGA
This was a greeting sent to me by my dear friend Jalal Kazim a Lucknow born working in China , his father is an eminent poet of Lucknow and Jalal is related to the indomitable Shia force the Lion of Nakhas Maulana Agha Roohi.
members.fortunecity.com/masoom110/TRUEISLAM/
THE AWAITED ONE Imam: THE TWELVETH HOLY IMAM(as)
Name: MOHAMMAD(as)
Title: AL-MEHDI(as)
AL-SAHIB Al-ZAMMAAN(as)
AL-HUJAH(as)
AL-MUNTADAR(as)
Kunyat: ABU QASSEM(as)
Born: On Friday, 15th of Shaban, 225 AH
in Samarra, northern Iraq
Father: The Eleventh Imam Hassan Al-Askari(as)
Mother: Nargis Khatoon
Date of Death: Unknow as he is still living and waiting God's Divine Order to make himself known to the world and fight injustice and instigate justice, law and order for all mankind!
Cause of Death: Killed by a dagger in his chest thrusted by an old Jewish woman.
Buried: Will be buried in Karbala, Iraq
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Appearance of the Imam Al-Mehdi(as), "The Awaited One!"
Prophet Essa(as)
The True Second Comming of Jesus Christ(as).
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Twelfth Holy Imam Al-Mehdi, AI-Hujjah(as) the son of the Imam Hassan Al-Askari(as) and Al-Sayyidah Nargis.
He is the last of the Holy Infallible Imams of the people on earth and with him the fine of succession to The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) now ends.
He is still, by The Will of Allah(swt), living in this world of ours, but does not appear in the public sight.
He will re-appear to all Mankind only by The Command of God(swt) towards the last days of the Human Civilization at a time when the world will become unbearablely full of injustice and imorality.
The Imam(as) will appear and will:
Crush all kinds of Oppression from any quarter
Restore God's Law and Order and make Justice once again prevail supreme.
The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) and the all other Eleven Imams(as) have said that the Imam AI-Mehdi(as) will live until he has full control of the whole wide world, and make Justice prevail and will do away with all kind of tyranny.
He will re-establish the Islamic Religion and make it prevail even though the Paganist and the unbelivers will all dislike and object to his cause violently.
"MAY ALLAH, PERMIT HIM TO LET HIMSELF, BE SEEN AND BE KNOWN BY US! AND TO LET US BE OF HIS HELPERS, IN HIS DIVINE AND SACRED QUEST, TO RID THIS WORLD OF ALL MISERY AND INJUSTICE!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Before this great Imam disappeared from the public sight, by the will of Allah(swt), he lived in his father's house in Samarra,
The people gather their out of respect to this Imam and it is consider his shrine and place of worship to God.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The promised Imam Al-Mahdi
Who is usually mentioned by his title of
AI-Imam Al-Asr, The Imam of the "Period"
Sahib Al-Zaman, The Lord of the Age
His name is the same as that of The Holy Prophet Mohammad Al-Mustafa(pbuh&hf)
He is the son of the Eleventh Holy Imam(as)
He was born in Samarrah in 256/868 and until 260/872 when his father was martyred, lived under his father's care and tutelage. He was hidden from public view and only a few of the elite among the Shia were able to meet him.
After the martyrdom of his father he became the Imam(as) and by Divine.Command went into Ghaybat(Occultation) .
Thereafter he appeared only to his Na'ib (deputies) and even then only in exceptional circumstances.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The lmam(as) chose as a special deputy for a time, Uthman Ibin Sa'id Umari, one of the companions of his father and Grandfather(as) who was his confidant and trusted friend. Through his deputy the Imam would answer the demands and questions of the Shia.
After Uthman Ibin Sa'id, his son Muhammad Ibin Uthman Umari was appointed the deputy of the Imam(as).
After the death of Muhammad ibn Uthman, Abul Qasim Hussain Ibin Ruh Nawbakht was the special deputy, and after his death Ali Ibin Muhammad Simmari was chosen for this task.
A few days before the death of Ali Ibin Muhammad Simmari in 329/939 an order was issued by the Imam(as) stating that in six days Ali Ibin Muhammad Simmari would die.
Henceforth the special deputation of the Imam(as) would come.to an end and the Ghaybat Al-Kubra (Major Occultation) would begin and would continue until the day God grants permission to the Imam(as) to manifest himself.
The Occultation of the Twelfth Imam(as)
This Is divided into two parts
The First, the Ghaybat Al-Sughra
The Minor Occultation
Which began in 260/872 and ended in 329/939, lasting about seventy years
The Second, the Ghaybat Al-Kubra
The Major Occultation
Which commenced in 329/939 and will continue as long as God wills it.
In a hadeeth upon whose authenticity everyone agrees, The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) had said,
"If there were to remain in the life of the world but one day,
God would prolong that day until He sends in it a man from my community and my Household.
His name will be the same as my name.
He will fill the earth with Equity and Justice as it was filled with oppression and tyranny."
RAUSHNI KA PAYAM AAYEGA
JAISE AATA HAI SUBHO KO SURAJ
WAISE MERA IMAM AAYEGA
This was a greeting sent to me by my dear friend Jalal Kazim a Lucknow born working in China , his father is an eminent poet of Lucknow and Jalal is related to the indomitable Shia force the Lion of Nakhas Maulana Agha Roohi.
members.fortunecity.com/masoom110/TRUEISLAM/
THE AWAITED ONE Imam: THE TWELVETH HOLY IMAM(as)
Name: MOHAMMAD(as)
Title: AL-MEHDI(as)
AL-SAHIB Al-ZAMMAAN(as)
AL-HUJAH(as)
AL-MUNTADAR(as)
Kunyat: ABU QASSEM(as)
Born: On Friday, 15th of Shaban, 225 AH
in Samarra, northern Iraq
Father: The Eleventh Imam Hassan Al-Askari(as)
Mother: Nargis Khatoon
Date of Death: Unknow as he is still living and waiting God's Divine Order to make himself known to the world and fight injustice and instigate justice, law and order for all mankind!
Cause of Death: Killed by a dagger in his chest thrusted by an old Jewish woman.
Buried: Will be buried in Karbala, Iraq
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Appearance of the Imam Al-Mehdi(as), "The Awaited One!"
Prophet Essa(as)
The True Second Comming of Jesus Christ(as).
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Twelfth Holy Imam Al-Mehdi, AI-Hujjah(as) the son of the Imam Hassan Al-Askari(as) and Al-Sayyidah Nargis.
He is the last of the Holy Infallible Imams of the people on earth and with him the fine of succession to The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) now ends.
He is still, by The Will of Allah(swt), living in this world of ours, but does not appear in the public sight.
He will re-appear to all Mankind only by The Command of God(swt) towards the last days of the Human Civilization at a time when the world will become unbearablely full of injustice and imorality.
The Imam(as) will appear and will:
Crush all kinds of Oppression from any quarter
Restore God's Law and Order and make Justice once again prevail supreme.
The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) and the all other Eleven Imams(as) have said that the Imam AI-Mehdi(as) will live until he has full control of the whole wide world, and make Justice prevail and will do away with all kind of tyranny.
He will re-establish the Islamic Religion and make it prevail even though the Paganist and the unbelivers will all dislike and object to his cause violently.
"MAY ALLAH, PERMIT HIM TO LET HIMSELF, BE SEEN AND BE KNOWN BY US! AND TO LET US BE OF HIS HELPERS, IN HIS DIVINE AND SACRED QUEST, TO RID THIS WORLD OF ALL MISERY AND INJUSTICE!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Before this great Imam disappeared from the public sight, by the will of Allah(swt), he lived in his father's house in Samarra,
The people gather their out of respect to this Imam and it is consider his shrine and place of worship to God.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The promised Imam Al-Mahdi
Who is usually mentioned by his title of
AI-Imam Al-Asr, The Imam of the "Period"
Sahib Al-Zaman, The Lord of the Age
His name is the same as that of The Holy Prophet Mohammad Al-Mustafa(pbuh&hf)
He is the son of the Eleventh Holy Imam(as)
He was born in Samarrah in 256/868 and until 260/872 when his father was martyred, lived under his father's care and tutelage. He was hidden from public view and only a few of the elite among the Shia were able to meet him.
After the martyrdom of his father he became the Imam(as) and by Divine.Command went into Ghaybat(Occultation) .
Thereafter he appeared only to his Na'ib (deputies) and even then only in exceptional circumstances.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The lmam(as) chose as a special deputy for a time, Uthman Ibin Sa'id Umari, one of the companions of his father and Grandfather(as) who was his confidant and trusted friend. Through his deputy the Imam would answer the demands and questions of the Shia.
After Uthman Ibin Sa'id, his son Muhammad Ibin Uthman Umari was appointed the deputy of the Imam(as).
After the death of Muhammad ibn Uthman, Abul Qasim Hussain Ibin Ruh Nawbakht was the special deputy, and after his death Ali Ibin Muhammad Simmari was chosen for this task.
A few days before the death of Ali Ibin Muhammad Simmari in 329/939 an order was issued by the Imam(as) stating that in six days Ali Ibin Muhammad Simmari would die.
Henceforth the special deputation of the Imam(as) would come.to an end and the Ghaybat Al-Kubra (Major Occultation) would begin and would continue until the day God grants permission to the Imam(as) to manifest himself.
The Occultation of the Twelfth Imam(as)
This Is divided into two parts
The First, the Ghaybat Al-Sughra
The Minor Occultation
Which began in 260/872 and ended in 329/939, lasting about seventy years
The Second, the Ghaybat Al-Kubra
The Major Occultation
Which commenced in 329/939 and will continue as long as God wills it.
In a hadeeth upon whose authenticity everyone agrees, The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) had said,
"If there were to remain in the life of the world but one day,
God would prolong that day until He sends in it a man from my community and my Household.
His name will be the same as my name.
He will fill the earth with Equity and Justice as it was filled with oppression and tyranny."
BIM BOMBAY BLUE EYED BOY
You give Allen too much credit, his wanker is pea sized, his brain is the size of a grain of sand lodged between his ears. Ted Sheridan
Thank you Ted Sheridan
Three cheers
An Aussie ass
With a bulls eye board
Aborigine spears
Multi racial hate
Laugh your guts out
Dooms day for
Poets turned racists
Racist spurned poets
Is near
Those who read
Allen James Saywell
Don’t read Shakespeare
Those who read
Ivan Donn Carsewell
Yes they read Britney Spears
Laughing gas and mildewed tears
Pompous piss assed
Internet wires
Connected to poetic posteriors
Tarred feathered steers
Like a car with square wheels
Automatic gears
No this variety
has a metro sexual hate for
women..bedraggled queers
one of them loves
Little Indian Boys
Bim Bombay blue eyed bare ass
Austere
He would love to chew
with buck teeth a death wish
of my rear
each time like
Little Red Riding Hood
I close my doors
Like a big bad wolf
With a hateful of comment
A banned blocked lupine
To harass me he appears
Ted Sheridan tell me
My dear American friend
Do you have any magic?
That will make this racist
Weapon of Mass Destruction
Disappear
Besides hate and hate poetry
Does he have any other career?
But of late I seem to love him
This monstrous man who writes
Love poems to me ..Sends me mail
Yes he does call me My Dear
dedicated to Ted Sheridan and Tai Chi Italy
Thank you Ted Sheridan
Three cheers
An Aussie ass
With a bulls eye board
Aborigine spears
Multi racial hate
Laugh your guts out
Dooms day for
Poets turned racists
Racist spurned poets
Is near
Those who read
Allen James Saywell
Don’t read Shakespeare
Those who read
Ivan Donn Carsewell
Yes they read Britney Spears
Laughing gas and mildewed tears
Pompous piss assed
Internet wires
Connected to poetic posteriors
Tarred feathered steers
Like a car with square wheels
Automatic gears
No this variety
has a metro sexual hate for
women..bedraggled queers
one of them loves
Little Indian Boys
Bim Bombay blue eyed bare ass
Austere
He would love to chew
with buck teeth a death wish
of my rear
each time like
Little Red Riding Hood
I close my doors
Like a big bad wolf
With a hateful of comment
A banned blocked lupine
To harass me he appears
Ted Sheridan tell me
My dear American friend
Do you have any magic?
That will make this racist
Weapon of Mass Destruction
Disappear
Besides hate and hate poetry
Does he have any other career?
But of late I seem to love him
This monstrous man who writes
Love poems to me ..Sends me mail
Yes he does call me My Dear
dedicated to Ted Sheridan and Tai Chi Italy
Peacock Pompous Poets of Poemhunter
photo courtesy
www.turtletrack.org/Issues03/Co12272003/Art/peacock.jpg
These are princely birds all in name
Feathers very bright
Ostentatious on earth
But not in flight
Yes these are pompous peacocks
Poet birds at Poem Hunter
Plucking each other
On this peace loving website
Hatred in their hearts
For crows sparrows and a stray kite
Had they human pea sized brains
They would say this is colored hate
Black and white
Yes you are right
Pompous piss ass poem hunter
Poet peacocks uptight
Migrant variety
That loves to spite
In the hallowed name of poetry
Darkness evil sighted no light
Racist is their genesis based ethos
poetic trash they write
diminishing readership in fright
a candle in the wind a flame
of racist hate ignite
an anthem of racism recite
in their bad times they forget
the Messiah their Savior
remember this poets
Black Jesus Christ
Originality they lack
Completely
A drought
A famine stricken blight
Night Raiders of the Ark failures
Drunken demeaning desperados
Retreating into the other side of Midnight
www.turtletrack.org/Issues03/Co12272003/Art/peacock.jpg
These are princely birds all in name
Feathers very bright
Ostentatious on earth
But not in flight
Yes these are pompous peacocks
Poet birds at Poem Hunter
Plucking each other
On this peace loving website
Hatred in their hearts
For crows sparrows and a stray kite
Had they human pea sized brains
They would say this is colored hate
Black and white
Yes you are right
Pompous piss ass poem hunter
Poet peacocks uptight
Migrant variety
That loves to spite
In the hallowed name of poetry
Darkness evil sighted no light
Racist is their genesis based ethos
poetic trash they write
diminishing readership in fright
a candle in the wind a flame
of racist hate ignite
an anthem of racism recite
in their bad times they forget
the Messiah their Savior
remember this poets
Black Jesus Christ
Originality they lack
Completely
A drought
A famine stricken blight
Night Raiders of the Ark failures
Drunken demeaning desperados
Retreating into the other side of Midnight
Rakhi ka tyohar
photo google images
Raksha Bandhan (the bond of protection in Hindi) or Rakhi (राखी in Devanāgarī) is a Hindu and Sikh festival, which celebrates the relationship between brothers and sisters. It is celebrated on the full moon of the month of Shraavana.
The festival is marked by the tying of a rakhi, or holy thread by the sister on the wrist of her brother. The brother in return offers a gift to his sister and vows to look after her. The brother and sister traditionally feed each other sweets. It is not necessary that the rakhi can be given only to a brother by birth; any male can be "adopted" as a brother by tying a rakhi on the person, that is "blood brothers and sisters", whether they are cousins or a good friend. Indian history is replete with women asking for protection, through rakhi, from men who were neither their brothers, nor Hindus themselves. Rani Karnavati of Chittor sent a rakhi to the Mughal Emperor Humayun when she was threatened by Bahadur Shah of Mewar. Humayun abandoned an ongoing military campaign to ride to her rescue.
The rakhi may also be tied on other special occasions to show solidarity and kinship (not necessarily only among brothers and sisters), as was done during the Indian independence movement.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rakhi
Aj hai rakhee ka tyohar
Bhule bhatke bhaie
Dur basi bhanon ka pyaar
Jab hum the chote se
Khub khate the unki mar
Lekin sab se jyada
Hum ko mila
en bhanon ka pyar
hamesha hamari galtiyon
se who hoti thi bezar
aaj usi nasahit ki badaulat
hum ho gaye hoshiyar
aaj bhuli bhatki yaden
taza kar de ti hain
un bahnon ka pyar
ansu mein reh jati hain
chipkar who ghadiyan hazar
jab ham manate hain
rakhee ka tyohar
bhai aur bahan ka rishta
dhage se bandha wah pyaar
translation
a brother remembers his sisters settled far away from him, he remembers the beatings, the sibling rivalry but it was the love of his sisters that has made him what he is today and he remembers today his barren wrist just memories of rakhi that his sister s tied on his hand when he was a kid..
Raksha Bandhan (the bond of protection in Hindi) or Rakhi (राखी in Devanāgarī) is a Hindu and Sikh festival, which celebrates the relationship between brothers and sisters. It is celebrated on the full moon of the month of Shraavana.
The festival is marked by the tying of a rakhi, or holy thread by the sister on the wrist of her brother. The brother in return offers a gift to his sister and vows to look after her. The brother and sister traditionally feed each other sweets. It is not necessary that the rakhi can be given only to a brother by birth; any male can be "adopted" as a brother by tying a rakhi on the person, that is "blood brothers and sisters", whether they are cousins or a good friend. Indian history is replete with women asking for protection, through rakhi, from men who were neither their brothers, nor Hindus themselves. Rani Karnavati of Chittor sent a rakhi to the Mughal Emperor Humayun when she was threatened by Bahadur Shah of Mewar. Humayun abandoned an ongoing military campaign to ride to her rescue.
The rakhi may also be tied on other special occasions to show solidarity and kinship (not necessarily only among brothers and sisters), as was done during the Indian independence movement.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rakhi
Aj hai rakhee ka tyohar
Bhule bhatke bhaie
Dur basi bhanon ka pyaar
Jab hum the chote se
Khub khate the unki mar
Lekin sab se jyada
Hum ko mila
en bhanon ka pyar
hamesha hamari galtiyon
se who hoti thi bezar
aaj usi nasahit ki badaulat
hum ho gaye hoshiyar
aaj bhuli bhatki yaden
taza kar de ti hain
un bahnon ka pyar
ansu mein reh jati hain
chipkar who ghadiyan hazar
jab ham manate hain
rakhee ka tyohar
bhai aur bahan ka rishta
dhage se bandha wah pyaar
translation
a brother remembers his sisters settled far away from him, he remembers the beatings, the sibling rivalry but it was the love of his sisters that has made him what he is today and he remembers today his barren wrist just memories of rakhi that his sister s tied on his hand when he was a kid..
Vulture The King of Birds
photo courtesy Dr Glenn Losack MD
www.glennlosackmd.com
Vulture Rescue is collaboration between a large number of regional and international conservation organizations, working together to help solve the vulture conservation crisis. Vulture Rescue's mission is to "Respond to the vulture crisis in Asia by striving to halt vulture population declines and working to minimize their negative impacts on ecological and human health"
www.vulturerescue.org/
Plumage wings of angels
Flight and grace
The king of birds
The vulture
Like the Parsis
A dying race
The towers of silence
Tears mournfully fall
Dreams we chase
Dreams stolen
Pilfered lost in transit
Never reach base
Generations of pain
That through hope we replace
Our footsteps on the sands of time
With our hate deface
Warring with each other
As we fight for space
www.glennlosackmd.com
Vulture Rescue is collaboration between a large number of regional and international conservation organizations, working together to help solve the vulture conservation crisis. Vulture Rescue's mission is to "Respond to the vulture crisis in Asia by striving to halt vulture population declines and working to minimize their negative impacts on ecological and human health"
www.vulturerescue.org/
Plumage wings of angels
Flight and grace
The king of birds
The vulture
Like the Parsis
A dying race
The towers of silence
Tears mournfully fall
Dreams we chase
Dreams stolen
Pilfered lost in transit
Never reach base
Generations of pain
That through hope we replace
Our footsteps on the sands of time
With our hate deface
Warring with each other
As we fight for space
Touch and Heal
This was in Lucknow 9th Moharam,I had plunged the sword blade into my forehead , the bleeding did not stop due to severe diabetic condition...
we bleed they the proclaimers of the true faith hate our attitude
they call this heresy so the shia -sunni ideology feud
but is it necessary to kill each other an Islamic thought
within which a sectarian hate imbued
muslims love killing muslims
the word of allah erode and denude
why i ask you
one allah
one rasool
one koran
one kalma
shias sunnis
yet this negative attitude
propagated more effectively
by rogue Mullahs very shrewd
not just shias and sunnis evil
the heart of our Faith obtrude
we are here for a short stay
we the inherotors of a great religion
scriptures yet our ugliness bare and nude
killing using suicide bombers, kidnapping
decapitating like cowards in womens hijab
a thought that is unislamic and crude
this is not Islam
why are we not subdued
like humans instead of terrorists
Ya Allah
I conclude
There was no poem attached to this picture ,Sufi Souls words made it happen.. thank you..
we bleed they the proclaimers of the true faith hate our attitude
they call this heresy so the shia -sunni ideology feud
but is it necessary to kill each other an Islamic thought
within which a sectarian hate imbued
muslims love killing muslims
the word of allah erode and denude
why i ask you
one allah
one rasool
one koran
one kalma
shias sunnis
yet this negative attitude
propagated more effectively
by rogue Mullahs very shrewd
not just shias and sunnis evil
the heart of our Faith obtrude
we are here for a short stay
we the inherotors of a great religion
scriptures yet our ugliness bare and nude
killing using suicide bombers, kidnapping
decapitating like cowards in womens hijab
a thought that is unislamic and crude
this is not Islam
why are we not subdued
like humans instead of terrorists
Ya Allah
I conclude
There was no poem attached to this picture ,Sufi Souls words made it happen.. thank you..
Evil Saint of Hate
You are a bully
You always were
Even in school
Hitting kids
smaller than you
oh how you loved to spar
but when you
met your match
you slinked away
like a coward that you are
a poetically pockmarked scar
your truant behaviour
very bizarre
you and your kind
from all social
networking sites debar
you should give up
wearing trouser and shirt
switch to wearing a
braless blouse
a hoopla skirt
its time you
really hit the dirt
defecating watery loose
motion like comments
as you squirt
oh yes how it does hurt
all your bottled up racist hate
on my poems splurt
you pedestrian pervert
yes its time to a safer religion
like Buddhism convert
a file even God
does not want to revert
even the Interpol is on alert
with old hags as you flirt
your authority as a pompous
piss ass poet reassert
you are a racist a hundred times
I reiterate whatever pressure you exert
I your devils advocate
Before you are canonized
as evil saint of hate
At poem hunter your body all inert
A winding sheet of your 3000 odd poems
A thought I can’t divert
You always were
Even in school
Hitting kids
smaller than you
oh how you loved to spar
but when you
met your match
you slinked away
like a coward that you are
a poetically pockmarked scar
your truant behaviour
very bizarre
you and your kind
from all social
networking sites debar
you should give up
wearing trouser and shirt
switch to wearing a
braless blouse
a hoopla skirt
its time you
really hit the dirt
defecating watery loose
motion like comments
as you squirt
oh yes how it does hurt
all your bottled up racist hate
on my poems splurt
you pedestrian pervert
yes its time to a safer religion
like Buddhism convert
a file even God
does not want to revert
even the Interpol is on alert
with old hags as you flirt
your authority as a pompous
piss ass poet reassert
you are a racist a hundred times
I reiterate whatever pressure you exert
I your devils advocate
Before you are canonized
as evil saint of hate
At poem hunter your body all inert
A winding sheet of your 3000 odd poems
A thought I can’t divert
RACIST HELL AHEAD !!!!!!!!!!
I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow dammed up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. . . . Even in the helter-skelter skirmish that is my life, I have seen that the world is to the strong regardless of a little pigmentation more or less. No, I do not weep at the world—I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
Zora Neale Hurston (1901?-1960)
"How It Feels to Be Colored Me" (1928)
Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.
Martin Luther King (1929-1968)
Strength to Love, 1963
My father was a slave and my people died to build this country, and I'm going to stay right here and have a part of it, just like you. And no fascist-minded people like you will drive me from it. Is that clear?
Paul Robeson (1898-1976)
testimony before the House Un-American Activities Committee, June 12, 1956
I felt that one had better die fighting against injustice than to die like a dog or rat in a trap. I had already determined to sell my life as dearly as possible if attacked. I felt if I could take one lyncher with me, this would even up the score a little bit.
Ida B. Wells (1862-1931)
Crusade for Justice: The Autobiography of Ida B. Wells (published posthumously, 1970)
The world is a severe schoolmaster, for its frowns are less dangerous than its smiles and flatteries, and it is a difficult task to keep in the path of wisdom.
Phillis Wheatley (1753?-1784)
letter to John Thornton, October 30, 1774 ate & Time: 8/22/2007 7:52:00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8003197 - Little Indian Boy
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: man you are one ugly dude in my country we would take you out the back and put you out of your misery, are you a red indian
AJS
God has yet to make a hell
With Australian burning fires
To place the racist poet
Allen James Braywell
Along with his other satanic partner
Arsenic Arsewell
Skin heads, neo Nazis
Yobos..before he finally
Wishes them a farewell
Its hate they were born with
Its just pure pristine hate they sell
Brow beat colored poets boot kick
Bombay Indian Monkey
Abuse shouts and yell
Disfigure a mans right to human dignity
Cause unnecessary pell-mell
On your ass they tattoo with your blood
From AJS Warm Greetings love
That with more Hate misspell
Not being a better articulate poet
Words that I cant say well
Little mice multicolored fear
An ugly hateful cat who will bell?
Those silent bystanders
Who say “Did I not Tell”
Perforated silence
Poetic pause of
A condescending navel
Crime you must know
Does never ever pay well
Even with a homophobic
Partner called Arsewell
I won.. Done Dry Cell
Testicular fortitude
Testosterone less
Family jewels
An apple an arrow
And a missing William Tell
AJS IDS Rest in Peace
Togetherness is so swell
In a newly manicured Hell
Zora Neale Hurston (1901?-1960)
"How It Feels to Be Colored Me" (1928)
Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.
Martin Luther King (1929-1968)
Strength to Love, 1963
My father was a slave and my people died to build this country, and I'm going to stay right here and have a part of it, just like you. And no fascist-minded people like you will drive me from it. Is that clear?
Paul Robeson (1898-1976)
testimony before the House Un-American Activities Committee, June 12, 1956
I felt that one had better die fighting against injustice than to die like a dog or rat in a trap. I had already determined to sell my life as dearly as possible if attacked. I felt if I could take one lyncher with me, this would even up the score a little bit.
Ida B. Wells (1862-1931)
Crusade for Justice: The Autobiography of Ida B. Wells (published posthumously, 1970)
The world is a severe schoolmaster, for its frowns are less dangerous than its smiles and flatteries, and it is a difficult task to keep in the path of wisdom.
Phillis Wheatley (1753?-1784)
letter to John Thornton, October 30, 1774 ate & Time: 8/22/2007 7:52:00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8003197 - Little Indian Boy
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: man you are one ugly dude in my country we would take you out the back and put you out of your misery, are you a red indian
AJS
God has yet to make a hell
With Australian burning fires
To place the racist poet
Allen James Braywell
Along with his other satanic partner
Arsenic Arsewell
Skin heads, neo Nazis
Yobos..before he finally
Wishes them a farewell
Its hate they were born with
Its just pure pristine hate they sell
Brow beat colored poets boot kick
Bombay Indian Monkey
Abuse shouts and yell
Disfigure a mans right to human dignity
Cause unnecessary pell-mell
On your ass they tattoo with your blood
From AJS Warm Greetings love
That with more Hate misspell
Not being a better articulate poet
Words that I cant say well
Little mice multicolored fear
An ugly hateful cat who will bell?
Those silent bystanders
Who say “Did I not Tell”
Perforated silence
Poetic pause of
A condescending navel
Crime you must know
Does never ever pay well
Even with a homophobic
Partner called Arsewell
I won.. Done Dry Cell
Testicular fortitude
Testosterone less
Family jewels
An apple an arrow
And a missing William Tell
AJS IDS Rest in Peace
Togetherness is so swell
In a newly manicured Hell
RACISM SUCKS
comments by Allan James Saywell
plastered on my posterior at poemhunter he is a BANNED member on my Friends list.. & Time: 8/27/2007 9: 06: 00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8003197 - Little Indian Boy
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: man you are one ugly dude in my country we would take you out the back and put you out of your misery, are you a red indian
AJS
Poem: 8050163 - RACIST HELL AHEAD! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: your so full of yourself, so full of hate
Pity your little children
so full of sickness
with your bloody photographic faces
trying to shock with your Artless ART
You pathetic little creature
your a poetic failure
So you try to defame me
With your racist propoganda
But the real Indian, the genuine believer
they know a fraud when they see one
you insignificent little tiny artless wonder
why dont you go to Bim Bombay
there you will find, the barefoot kind
And we will rejoice
For you will see the truth
Dont bring your false bloody face
You ignorant little man
Warm regards AJS
Date & Time: 8/27/2007 9: 25: 00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8048737 - Blind Black Faith Black Christ
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: oh i get it you think you are the black christ, and you are going to return just like that American General, you know the one, i shall return. Well are you coming again
you bloody faced little wonder
Warm regards AJS
why are you after my multi colored ass your muscles that you flex
my dear australian friend turned foe AJS with or without specs
you for the love of Christ must go to the shrink so that your head he checks
kaleidiscopic
horrorscopic
your head all black and more brown in total mess
you are under a lot of stress dont deny say yes
after blocking you you still enter my poetic premises
makes me guess mysterious monstrous man loch ness
but i love you, you read all my poems see my pictures
me bare feet bare ass in my sadhu dresss
your mind is undegoing a change psycho kinetc complex
bim bombay love the title safe sex
did you read the sayings of martin luther king jr and malcolm x
now dont get poetically perplexed
after you have read this poem do wait for the one
that follows next..
plastered on my posterior at poemhunter he is a BANNED member on my Friends list.. & Time: 8/27/2007 9: 06: 00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8003197 - Little Indian Boy
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: man you are one ugly dude in my country we would take you out the back and put you out of your misery, are you a red indian
AJS
Poem: 8050163 - RACIST HELL AHEAD! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: your so full of yourself, so full of hate
Pity your little children
so full of sickness
with your bloody photographic faces
trying to shock with your Artless ART
You pathetic little creature
your a poetic failure
So you try to defame me
With your racist propoganda
But the real Indian, the genuine believer
they know a fraud when they see one
you insignificent little tiny artless wonder
why dont you go to Bim Bombay
there you will find, the barefoot kind
And we will rejoice
For you will see the truth
Dont bring your false bloody face
You ignorant little man
Warm regards AJS
Date & Time: 8/27/2007 9: 25: 00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8048737 - Blind Black Faith Black Christ
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: oh i get it you think you are the black christ, and you are going to return just like that American General, you know the one, i shall return. Well are you coming again
you bloody faced little wonder
Warm regards AJS
why are you after my multi colored ass your muscles that you flex
my dear australian friend turned foe AJS with or without specs
you for the love of Christ must go to the shrink so that your head he checks
kaleidiscopic
horrorscopic
your head all black and more brown in total mess
you are under a lot of stress dont deny say yes
after blocking you you still enter my poetic premises
makes me guess mysterious monstrous man loch ness
but i love you, you read all my poems see my pictures
me bare feet bare ass in my sadhu dresss
your mind is undegoing a change psycho kinetc complex
bim bombay love the title safe sex
did you read the sayings of martin luther king jr and malcolm x
now dont get poetically perplexed
after you have read this poem do wait for the one
that follows next..
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