Submissions by AIM24-7
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2011 8:59am
27th Aug 2011 8:59am
Love and Hate
I love you is 8 letters
I hate you is the same
Does that make them equal
In glory and pain
The criminals on one side
The law he won't abide
The victim is hurt daily
Who knows if he'll survive
I hate you is the same
Does that make them equal
In glory and pain
The criminals on one side
The law he won't abide
The victim is hurt daily
Who knows if he'll survive
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Aug 2011 7:58am
26th Aug 2011 7:58am
My Community
I'm from A close knit community
Some living in luxury
Which ease's the pain of those living in poverty
We don't feel the classism rivalry
Nor do we support the racism in society
Full heartedly I'm against that negative ideology
I'm positive with my thoughts never half hearted
Bring us justice i'm with you no matter the colour
Free my sister from the system that makes you my brother
Some living in luxury
Which ease's the pain of those living in poverty
We don't feel the classism rivalry
Nor do we support the racism in society
Full heartedly I'm against that negative ideology
I'm positive with my thoughts never half hearted
Bring us justice i'm with you no matter the colour
Free my sister from the system that makes you my brother
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
#uplifting
#inequality
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Aug 2011 7:50am
26th Aug 2011 7:50am
Harsh Life Style
Even though A camel herders lifes harsh
Especially if it doesn't rain the camel can starve
So we follow the rain to another terrain
Waliking for days would make you insane
No removal van light stuff on the camel instead
Kids and ladie's are driven thy are our kings and queens
While the men walk and sing for the camels in spring
See the thing is every day Winter, summer and Autumn
We thank god for our daughters and mothers
We are so thankful for our fathers for teaching our brothers
Another father passes away leaving wisdom and knowledge
Passing down...
Especially if it doesn't rain the camel can starve
So we follow the rain to another terrain
Waliking for days would make you insane
No removal van light stuff on the camel instead
Kids and ladie's are driven thy are our kings and queens
While the men walk and sing for the camels in spring
See the thing is every day Winter, summer and Autumn
We thank god for our daughters and mothers
We are so thankful for our fathers for teaching our brothers
Another father passes away leaving wisdom and knowledge
Passing down...
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Aug 2011 5:44am
24th Aug 2011 5:44am
Young Black Male part 1
Story of a young black male
He's always in a good mood
Never rude in school
Home time comes he would go to work
Sonny pays the bills and brings in the food
His young mummy raised him good in the hood
He could off stood on the corner and sold them food (food is drugs)
Or be A kingpin for the streets and supply the dudes
He ain't secluded from his people the community love him
From the infants to the elders it doesn't matter the colour
Thats just the beggining hear this
On his way to work he see's Mrs Gail his teacher that is
On the...
He's always in a good mood
Never rude in school
Home time comes he would go to work
Sonny pays the bills and brings in the food
His young mummy raised him good in the hood
He could off stood on the corner and sold them food (food is drugs)
Or be A kingpin for the streets and supply the dudes
He ain't secluded from his people the community love him
From the infants to the elders it doesn't matter the colour
Thats just the beggining hear this
On his way to work he see's Mrs Gail his teacher that is
On the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Aug 2011 5:27am
24th Aug 2011 5:27am
Who Benefits?
So many civillians dieing in wars
While the ministers are making millions or more
There are sinisters in suits Armani Dior
The clothes they wore
Feelin so empty
Off shore accounts full
Thats for sure
Taking there wifeys for manicures and pedicures
Then to the party where politicians admire there paws
I like to pause it there so i breathe and pause
They are claws sharp enough to rip up laws
They are conspirators to there husbands galore
Like A pimp needs his whores
The only difference is a brothel has opened doors
Back to the genocide...
While the ministers are making millions or more
There are sinisters in suits Armani Dior
The clothes they wore
Feelin so empty
Off shore accounts full
Thats for sure
Taking there wifeys for manicures and pedicures
Then to the party where politicians admire there paws
I like to pause it there so i breathe and pause
They are claws sharp enough to rip up laws
They are conspirators to there husbands galore
Like A pimp needs his whores
The only difference is a brothel has opened doors
Back to the genocide...
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2011 6:28pm
23rd Aug 2011 6:28pm
No Say
Tiger Bay now known as Cardiff Bay
If I had my way it would still be called Tiger Bay
But we don't have A say in the place we stay
Aristocrats are the main players im just a poet in A play
So i won't follow blindly
Knowing the truth won't lead me astray
They potray us as scum
We A close knit community
Living in a place known as A slum
I did post-Mortem
Even though the damage is done
Our brains and hearts will function out on Bute Street
If I had my way it would still be called Tiger Bay
But we don't have A say in the place we stay
Aristocrats are the main players im just a poet in A play
So i won't follow blindly
Knowing the truth won't lead me astray
They potray us as scum
We A close knit community
Living in a place known as A slum
I did post-Mortem
Even though the damage is done
Our brains and hearts will function out on Bute Street
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2011 6:17pm
23rd Aug 2011 6:17pm
Where I live
Butetown in A sense I feel like i'm caved in
The buildings built around us I haven't even been in
Now they find out we live on A goldmine and they want in
But when it had nothing they gave it to ethnic people to live in
I heard development will bring jobs and homes for residents to reside in
But all these presedential suites around us how many off us live there
There beauty don't repersent me
But Tiger Bay is like a fortress and we are the cement
Theres two ways in its like a treanch out in bute street
So safe is our nest and its still the best place...
The buildings built around us I haven't even been in
Now they find out we live on A goldmine and they want in
But when it had nothing they gave it to ethnic people to live in
I heard development will bring jobs and homes for residents to reside in
But all these presedential suites around us how many off us live there
There beauty don't repersent me
But Tiger Bay is like a fortress and we are the cement
Theres two ways in its like a treanch out in bute street
So safe is our nest and its still the best place...
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2011 7:55am
23rd Aug 2011 7:55am
Situation gone Bad
Just because your part of mankind
That doesnt make you all kind man
A bad man a mad man your just A man
Some are fans or play for France
Others run slums
They beat you like big drums
Then drop you like bread crumbs
Then make you sell there guns
You get caught "they are out son"
In court your done good bye
You sold to an officer your gone for good
Does that make hime a dumb son from the hood
He's thinking I coulda I shoulda I woulda
He aint built for the penetentary blocks
He was cool he didn't have to sell no glocks
He...
That doesnt make you all kind man
A bad man a mad man your just A man
Some are fans or play for France
Others run slums
They beat you like big drums
Then drop you like bread crumbs
Then make you sell there guns
You get caught "they are out son"
In court your done good bye
You sold to an officer your gone for good
Does that make hime a dumb son from the hood
He's thinking I coulda I shoulda I woulda
He aint built for the penetentary blocks
He was cool he didn't have to sell no glocks
He...
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2011 7:48am
23rd Aug 2011 7:48am
Pirates or Coastguards?
The west make it out that they care for the rest
Dumping toxic in my nest
Africa is a mess
Got A pen cause i'm stress
Writting lyrics from my chest
Not hiding in vest
I address issues like mail
I ain't the press i aint stail
the gov will oppress us till we frail
I tell the truth with out fail
They throw my justice up in jail
I break in and fight for bail
They reply "its not for sale"
I'm Robin Hood it ain't A tale
Telling my viewers we weren't pirates
We were coastguards protecting ours
World powers poisoning...
Dumping toxic in my nest
Africa is a mess
Got A pen cause i'm stress
Writting lyrics from my chest
Not hiding in vest
I address issues like mail
I ain't the press i aint stail
the gov will oppress us till we frail
I tell the truth with out fail
They throw my justice up in jail
I break in and fight for bail
They reply "its not for sale"
I'm Robin Hood it ain't A tale
Telling my viewers we weren't pirates
We were coastguards protecting ours
World powers poisoning...
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2011 11:23pm
22nd Aug 2011 11:23pm
Back in the Day
As A child I was wild I hated education
Television and computer games was my addiction
Not doing my homework tested my mothers patience
Next day I go to school, mess around and got detention
I start thiking of an excuse or A solution
"Thats the one" I'll say I had a training session
I got home told A lie and felt bad
Maybe I should've told the truth
Am I mad I don't want to make my mother sad
Never that I only want to make her proud
Back in school where I tried to be good
I'm in Chemistry sitting on A stool next to Nasser
Miss Lee's...
Television and computer games was my addiction
Not doing my homework tested my mothers patience
Next day I go to school, mess around and got detention
I start thiking of an excuse or A solution
"Thats the one" I'll say I had a training session
I got home told A lie and felt bad
Maybe I should've told the truth
Am I mad I don't want to make my mother sad
Never that I only want to make her proud
Back in school where I tried to be good
I'm in Chemistry sitting on A stool next to Nasser
Miss Lee's...
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2011 10:19pm
22nd Aug 2011 10:19pm
Wrongful War
The U.S army are killing kids
Saying they getting rid of the taliban
Thats why i'm like F uncle Sam
They don't give a damn about my land
That's why i'm going to boycott there brands
plus take my family back to the golden sands
I can't do it alone I need A helping hand
Further more A united stand
I don't mind the people
It's the goverment thats foul
They tell me sell your self for employment
But I cant change my name Because thats selling your soul
No job no money so i'm back on the dole
...
Saying they getting rid of the taliban
Thats why i'm like F uncle Sam
They don't give a damn about my land
That's why i'm going to boycott there brands
plus take my family back to the golden sands
I can't do it alone I need A helping hand
Further more A united stand
I don't mind the people
It's the goverment thats foul
They tell me sell your self for employment
But I cant change my name Because thats selling your soul
No job no money so i'm back on the dole
...
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2011 2:05am
22nd Aug 2011 2:05am
WHO AM I
Who am I
A boy born in Britain
Whose parents ain't European
Somali's are human beings
Whos countrys has been ruined
So many born in Wales
While some end up in jail's
How many are granted bail
Next to none the system fail us
South Wales Echo clearly hate us
They potray us as lawless beings
The public innocent and blameless
The system that want's to play us
Using fear off crime subliminally indirectly
Police stop and search our youth regularly
So they lose faith which changes there mentality
We ain't asking for charity
A bit...
A boy born in Britain
Whose parents ain't European
Somali's are human beings
Whos countrys has been ruined
So many born in Wales
While some end up in jail's
How many are granted bail
Next to none the system fail us
South Wales Echo clearly hate us
They potray us as lawless beings
The public innocent and blameless
The system that want's to play us
Using fear off crime subliminally indirectly
Police stop and search our youth regularly
So they lose faith which changes there mentality
We ain't asking for charity
A bit...
933 reads
2 Comments
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