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a new world of poetry is possible

The racist kilt
Standing head above shoulders
On a stilt manic self guilt
Destroying the house of a poetic God
That took years and years to built
Flowers different colors ravaged
Hate filled
Blood splattered spilt
As they die and wilt
Collective white racism
With a sword in the rectum
Of a colored man
Up to the hilt
Brown posterior a patched parched quilt
A new world of poetry is possible
If with all colored hands of artisans it is rebuilt
With love harmony peace humanity as bricks
Inbuilt towards anarchy of the races no tilt

Luckless Dreams

Luckless Dreams
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1
he sleeps and dreams of grandeur and fame
a house in posh locality a car and a womans heart to proclaim
big business big time big game
he was born poor his karma to blame
his father and mother baptized him Lucky
yes that is his name
miles and miles to go
before his destiny he can tame
and get away from the cursive lines of his shame
no parking a board that shuns his dreamy claim
man his hopes his survival his tribulations all aflame
a human spider caught in the web of a frame

Perfect 10

Perfect 10
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1
Stats obsessed
Ratings obsessed
racist women poet
Of an amateur poetry web site
Will do anything to reach the top
With the support of friends and with
A different set of personas and props
Pump their own ratings
With a perfect 10 to harvest
a good crop
As to sell their hackneyed
Poetically pedestrian ware
They cannot find another shop
With the help of their fictitious persona
Commenting on their own poems
Among the Top 500 mega flops
The only thing good about the poems
Is the omnipresent full stops..
Hate filled unmarried
Menopausal slithering snakiest slops
On the top of the tops
Making salubrious love to uneatable pork chops

Happy Bakra Idd

Tomorrow is Bakra Idd
For once let’s forget
We are Sunnis and Shias
Bow our head to the Glory of Allah
For Universal Peace and Brotherhood plead
The stopping of Muslims killing Muslims
A wanton Allah hurting deed
Let’s clear our hearts of sectarian difference
Share each others sorrow pain happiness
Without unnecessary bloodshed and worldly greed
Lets be bound to Allah his fragrance in the Koran
His Holy Messenger and his Hadith
Round the neck of Hate and Ignorance
Lets collectively put a wreath
The Jehad to end Ignorance
End mayhem that is destroying the planet
Our unborn children our mothers sisters fathers and brothers
Lets protect our human breed
Not only Muslims but all caste color and creed
The Voice of Sanity and Reason heed
Its better to live a single day as Hussain than to live a lifetime as Yazeed


Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1
This poem was sent to me by my trusted and finest friend Ray Lucero...Poem Hunter..

There are many forms of "ism"
(Defined as method, outlook, principle or doctrine)

Here's a few of the more notorious ism's:

Control of people by a few through fear & violence (Used by both sides in conflict)

Violence versus Violence

Violence against the environment (Bush's environmental policy)

Separates gender, social classes, religious groups and race (A favorite tool of fascism)

The few controlling the many (Where U.S.A. is headed)

More isms:

Highest form of denial

Denial of self through suffering

Pledge of self to worldly churches & icons

Savage acts against others

Adherence to an extreme

Humans con…

Unite Against Racism in Poetry land

Unite Against Racism in Poetry land
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1
photo courtesy

There is racism in poetry land
Perfectly laid out preplanned
If you bring it to the web site managements notice
They clip your wings and have you banned
And they accuse you as the aggressor
From the cooking pan of bigotry into
The fires of hate you land
Cornered from all sides
Into the mouth of a quicksand
White racism is a hard enemy to beat
If you are black and brown and belong
To a no mans land
Love for poetry and racism in poetry
Go hand in hand
Even those who love music
On your posterior with or without a kilt
Will play the band
Yes it’s a black face of intelligence
They can’t stand
Your rise on the wings of poesy
They harbor envy
With the witches of Armageddon
They will finish you off
With their racist magical wand
Go refresh read the Fountainhead
By Ayn Rand
Concerned write in your own language
Not reprimanding you for your inadequacy
But a simple racist …