A little poem.

[HappyJ]

I wrote this poem for all of you,
Who's nights were ruined by the men in blue,
for every single life razed,
cause we wanted to get blazed
Everyone has suffered the abuse,
Someday those bastards'll lose,
They kill us and demand tribute
no empire is forever and no power absolute.
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Just a little poem that I wrote after getting busted. It's about the police or the war on drugs or the governement. You get the idea.

[stoned_soldier]

love the last line.. nice little poem..

[shagra]

cool poem man.

[Colonel Ingus]

Okay, nice poem, nice and short, that is something that I cannot offer, I wrote one too, maybe you'll like it or maybe you won't, it has to do with the same concept of ignorant oppression, but doesn't address marijuana directly, peace holms.

Omniscient

Welcome all, young and old
the small and shy, or the big and bold
those with wealth, boasting platinum and gold
or those from humble beginnings, recall meals half mold
I speak to you all, from all different colors
from all different lands, and all different mothers
all different tongues, with our own poetic lovers
we see with our eyes and hear with our ears
all these differences, and all so queer
but though we vary we do not understand
whether it be because of ignorance or just an apathetic stand
we have to have courage to shake a new hand
for with out this courage we shall live in fear
and these differences will become our weaknesses through stuttering jeer
and I understand that you have so much hate and so much fear
for me to say that she’s a Nit and he’s a queer
she’s a chink, and he’s a spic
he’s a kraut, and she’s a bitch
she’s a dwarf, and he’s a sexist
he’s a thug, and she’s a sadist
he’s a kite and she’s a bum
she’s too fat, and jest the deaf and dumb

But haven’t you ever heard of fear
that there is nothing to fear but fear itself
so what is there to fear, but fear yourself
fear your name, and fear your health
fear your label, and fear your wealth
fear your fear, but fear in stealth
fear the strong, and fear the weak
to justify and exploit the meek
for it’s the ones with strength they seek
whether it be the koke slangers
or gang bangers
condemned mangers
or total strangers
with the sweetest of sweets
candy for the eye, tongue, and nose
to hell with it all and admit defeat
and this is where the hatred grows
does it really matter where the money goes
out of your hand and up your nose
out of the slums and crippled ghettoes
to some fat cat up top the hill
spitting down wind to avoid the toxic spills
saying, "look at all of them, they cheat too
I just cheat better, better than you"
this is why the forgotten conclude
if it’s not me than it must be you
and if not you than it must be them
Them, Them, Them,
Them all sum

So you displace
and replace
avoid to face
face to face
because you just can’t forsake a single face
so we sit down in our place
and ignore their face
and replace their name
with a single name
cause they’re all the same
they don’t care about me, it’s all just a game
so I don’t care about them, fuck them all and fuck their game
the game’s done, game over, leave the streets in flame
cause they don’t understand, they don’t feel my pain
but your right, they don’t, but your just the same
do you honestly try to understand their pain
than who is worse, and whose to blame
pain can blind you in your faith, this is true
but can that justify forsaking a single few
even if you understand that few is you
you with a lash on your back, burn on your arm and spear in both thighs
if you understand all men than you can change their minds
and forgive those who carry the burden of their crimes
and choose passivity, to fight their hearts not their homes
to protect with guns but fight with minds

Cause everyone you steal, harm or kill
will just allow the war machine to reach its fill
then loss will fall on both sides, until all are still

[RavenousDespair]

nice poem i didn't want to read colonel's because it was massive (haha)