Without direction.........

Floating in the air without direction

Released from the burning tar

Loosing sight and orientation

Of the black dove that flew too far

Untouched the ash keeps on burning

Phased by the baldes of light

Smoke-thick air in teh yearning

Soucked quickly in a fright

The bud remains,the whitness gone

Ashtray full, not long cleaned

Looked bright, easily shone

Like the teeth of French Queen

Holding now the heavy troubles

The Ashtray keeps still and waits

An obliged servant never blubbers

Holding still for the balt

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Racism is everywhere around me.

Of human injorance i am almost in despair For racism is around me everywhere But like thay say sheer ignorance is bliss Just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a Kiss. Some people carry their honour in a flag And Of their nacinality they brag They feel superior And they differentiate And againts those who are different they Discriminate. So many people still judged by their race For such there never ought to be a place A fair go-- those untruthful words i do recall There is no such a thing as a - fair go for all. Though we live in a so called democracy Of racism we never well be free They judge you by where you come from and the colour Of your skin For many equality and respect seems impossibile to win. Its been awhile since the days Of Martin Luther King His name to it has a familiar ring If against racism he did not chosse to strive Today the great man he would be alive. So many holding the reins Of power not spiritually aware And racism is around me everywhere...

Take me now.........

Take me now, baby,here as i am Hold me close, try and understand Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe Love is a banquet on which we feed Come on now ,try and understand The way I feel under your command Take my hand, come under cover They can't hurt you now Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us Have I doubt, baby, when I'm alone Love is a ring on the telephone Love is an angel, disguised as lust Here in our bed ' til the morning comes Come on now, try and understand The way I feel under your command Take my hand, come under cover They can't hurt you now Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us With Love we...

A White rose...

The Red rose whispers off passion, And the White rose breathes off love. O,the Red rose is a falcon, And the White is a dove. But I sent you a cream -White rosebud With a flush on its petal tips. For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lisp. ©poem around the world.

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