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[aid] => mick
[title] => Racism, Death, and The Government. (I'm not proud)
[time] => 2009-02-08 15:12:44
[hometext] => The title could be better. Any ideas? This poem is just my thoughts. And feel free to share yours, please! I would love to know your views on things.
[bodytext] => At what point is racism over? When we can look at a human, and say not "He is black," but, "He is man."? It is no greater today than it was yesterday Just because you hold your tongue, does it make you all that much better? When is it alright for someone to die? When they've murdered countless numbers of people? If one person is held responsible for murdering the many and punished with death Have we held those who have killed the few responsible for their actions? When is murder ever justified? Killing a murder isn't all that much better, is it? It's an eye for an eye When will the world go blind? Perhaps we already are Public officials are the faces of the government Held there with puppet strings They are the people to blame It's all a lie A lie that is fed to the people of America They grant us our rights Then slowly rip them away They let us think we are in control The government twists and distorts our view We think these faces are the ones controlling us When really it's just the puppeteer The man behind the face is who laughs at us As we believe their every lie Can the lie be better than the truth? When can we say we're proud of all the lies? Does it matter if it's a white lie? Look the truth straight in the eye! Fear might try and stop you But don't you want your vision to be clear? When will our country see This place is nothing but a picture full of lies And deceit? They keep shoveling their words down our throats Trying not to let us see For many reasons I am not proud to be an American Some people might say, "**** you," or "Leave." But I live here, this is my home I am an American Only because this is where I was conceived You can go live the, "American dream" While I just live my life Day by day Sitting on the sidelines Watching As our empire falls to the ground We could have saved it But our apathetic communities and unjust society Never strived to make a difference After all, what can one person do? As a whole we need to stand As a whole we will survive The whole entire world is corrupted Lies mock the very essence of the human race We think we are all-mighty But we could all perish in the blink of an eye Humans are brutal self centered beasts I am not saying I am any better I am not the best of human beings If anything I myself am among the many Not-so-great of people And now I say, Good day This very poem might strike you as controversial Maybe to you it's just trash Or perhaps this might make you think And re-think everything However this might affect you Thank you You're such a great audience... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 43 [informant] => razorbladekisses [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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