Justice Poems
So Long
by Walt Whitman
TO conclude--I announce what comes after me;
I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the
present, depart.
I remember I said, before my leaves sprang at all,
I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with reference to
consummations.
When America does what was promis'd,
When there are plentiful athletic bards, inland and seaboard,
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The Female Of The Species
by Rudyard Kipling
When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
He shouts to scare the monster who will often turn aside.
But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail,
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When Nag, the wayside cobra, hears the careless foot of man,
He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it if he can,
But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail -
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
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Psalm 85 Part 2
by Isaac Watts
v.9ff
L. M.
Salvation by Christ.
Salvation is for ever nigh
The souls that fear and trust the Lord
And grace descending from on high
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford.
Mercy and truth on earth are met,
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Stein 100: A Feather Likeness Of The Justice Chair
by Jackson Mac Low
A feather table: reckless gratitude.
It is that-there that means best.
White the green grinding trimming thing!
The disgrace, like stripes.
More selection, slighter intention.
Rosewood stationing is use journey: curious dusty empty length.
Winged cake: the cake, the plan that neglects to make color certainly.
Time long could winter: elegant consequences monstrous.
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Love Inthron'D. Ode
by Richard Lovelace
I.
Introth, I do my self perswade,
That the wilde boy is grown a man,
And all his childishnesse off laid,
E're since LUCASTA did his fires fan;
H' has left his apish jigs,
And whipping hearts like gigs:
For t' other day I heard him swear,
That beauty should be crown'd in honours chair.
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An Unholy Sinner
by Nakul Bisht
“Who’s this they’re taking away?”
asked the young boy to his mum.
“It’s an unholy sinner
from a filthy little slum”.
“What sin did he commit?
For what does he yowl?”
“It’s a sin most inhuman,
dark and foul.”
“I don’t understand quite well.
Was it lust, was it greed?
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Leaders of yesterday
by Nancy Altraide
Pain filled my soul as sorrow took over
I was in mourning
My wailing was heard in the East
The people in the North came to console me
The West came for condolences visit
and the south, I couldn't remember their task
I had lost a child, the son of my youth
My son was a man of valor
with the strength of the Lion
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How can a man be so cruel?
by Esha Mahmood
Ask me what gushes
Red, bright, with my blood:
Wrath at the cruel beast!
Rage at the man so vicious!
Who eats a precious heart,
A soft, a loving heart.
To him a juicy piece of meat,
He sqeezes, tweaks and tears apart.
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Don’t Complain to People Your Wound
by A A
A verse of poetry dazzled me
With its magnificence
Since it was penned,
My inner core
Has been reclining
It has become my motto
And emboldened me to append
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Eventually, He Evens the Events…
by Ololade Raji
Even as we still feel like a feeble pawn in a chess of gluttony, yet, You made us resist the temptation of greed deeply rooted in an aroma of enticing betrayal
Events of recent months affirmed that the scorching of these black skins is an incandescent reflection of the deep dark shades of some souls
Even as Ayi Kwei Armah’s ‘Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born’ continues to bolster our disgust with injustice and will ultimately sharpen the ingrained desire for justness
Events of these last hours also affirmed that the cleansing of the malodourous souls are never awashed by an ocean of tears
Eventually, I pray the seeds of forgiveness sprout as Your torrent comes, as I am tired of writing the book of good in this library of evil. He will lead His people as I am indeed lost!
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