Submissions by Naasir
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2011 10:43pm
6th Jul 2011 10:43pm
Basic Observations
People moved and abused,
Just like property
And all thanks is due,
To our foreign policies
But thats fine,
As long as it's hidden from the masses
They realized,
That foreign land is where the real cash is
Understand this,
If you understand nothing else
The only thing that matters
The riches and the wealth,
We're obsessed with it
Can't accept any less than expected
Just like property
And all thanks is due,
To our foreign policies
But thats fine,
As long as it's hidden from the masses
They realized,
That foreign land is where the real cash is
Understand this,
If you understand nothing else
The only thing that matters
The riches and the wealth,
We're obsessed with it
Can't accept any less than expected
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Jul 2011 9:09pm
5th Jul 2011 9:09pm
I am...
I am the generic art,
That hangs on hotel walls
I am the crack in the pavement,
That triggers the little boys fall
I am the broken payphone,
That no longer recieves any calls
I am everything, I am it all
I am the laughter,
The the young orphan enjoys
I am the red truck,
The old mans favorite toy
I am the wealth,
That belongs to the poor little boy
I am nothing true, just a well thought out ploy
That hangs on hotel walls
I am the crack in the pavement,
That triggers the little boys fall
I am the broken payphone,
That no longer recieves any calls
I am everything, I am it all
I am the laughter,
The the young orphan enjoys
I am the red truck,
The old mans favorite toy
I am the wealth,
That belongs to the poor little boy
I am nothing true, just a well thought out ploy
649 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2011 3:08pm
3rd Jul 2011 3:08pm
Birth of a nation
Taxation without representation
The birth of out nation
300 years later, still stuck in inflation
Emulating an imitaion
Carefully luring then screwing immigrants
Into moving and doing our work
Let's not forget who invited immigrants
Even imported them
Talk about the same workers
Except now we're deporting them
At least we can always lie
And be in denial
Then send you out to Guantanamo
Where there's no need for a trial
Think about out history
Sit back, relax
And SMILE
The birth of out nation
300 years later, still stuck in inflation
Emulating an imitaion
Carefully luring then screwing immigrants
Into moving and doing our work
Let's not forget who invited immigrants
Even imported them
Talk about the same workers
Except now we're deporting them
At least we can always lie
And be in denial
Then send you out to Guantanamo
Where there's no need for a trial
Think about out history
Sit back, relax
And SMILE
784 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2011 3:01pm
3rd Jul 2011 3:01pm
American air
How can you teach your kids not to steal
When you live on stolen land?
Oh. because you can?
I understand, that's what it is right
Supply and demand?
But that's okay
You did what you needed
Killed anyone in your way
And then you proceeded
But that was a long time ago
You might as well forget it
You saw what you wanted
Then you went out to go get it
Let's just forget the heinous crimes you commited to get there
But hey, take a deep breath, you're breathing sweet American air.
When you live on stolen land?
Oh. because you can?
I understand, that's what it is right
Supply and demand?
But that's okay
You did what you needed
Killed anyone in your way
And then you proceeded
But that was a long time ago
You might as well forget it
You saw what you wanted
Then you went out to go get it
Let's just forget the heinous crimes you commited to get there
But hey, take a deep breath, you're breathing sweet American air.
674 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2011 3:46am
3rd Jul 2011 3:46am
A downward Spiral
They say I'm in a downward spiral
And this is how it begins
Showing no regret on the surface
Because that's how I feel from within
The thought of you brightening it
Makes me feel that it's dim
And how are you my teacher
If all you can teach me is sin?
And this is how it begins
Showing no regret on the surface
Because that's how I feel from within
The thought of you brightening it
Makes me feel that it's dim
And how are you my teacher
If all you can teach me is sin?
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2011 3:40am
3rd Jul 2011 3:40am
Veni Vidi Vici
Veni Vidi Vici
Please teacher teach me
The preacher has been preaching,
But I haven't heard a damn thing
I have lessons to be learned
And Respect to be earned
It's my inner fire for desire that has yet to burn
Veni Vidi Vici
These words can't reach me
I have achievements that still need achieving
It's too bad you don't believe me
It's a shame when I show up,for you there's no peace
Feel free to use your privacy to privately
Continue to be despising me
I came, I saw, I conquered
Feeling free, feels good
When you are...
Please teacher teach me
The preacher has been preaching,
But I haven't heard a damn thing
I have lessons to be learned
And Respect to be earned
It's my inner fire for desire that has yet to burn
Veni Vidi Vici
These words can't reach me
I have achievements that still need achieving
It's too bad you don't believe me
It's a shame when I show up,for you there's no peace
Feel free to use your privacy to privately
Continue to be despising me
I came, I saw, I conquered
Feeling free, feels good
When you are...
870 reads
3 Comments
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