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Leaving You to Sit and Wait

IF they can ruin themselves
And their own fellowmen.
Destroy families and friends
For a dollar bill whose value
Nears an end...
Do you believe their priorities,
Anguish over what to bring to a picnic?
Leaving you to sit and wait for a response?
The premise of it is sick.
Like an attack on innocent people is launched!
And the excuses for it are accepted.

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I Sit And Wait/For Nothing To Happen

I SIT AND WAIT/FOR NOTHING TO HAPPEN

I sit and wait
For nothing to happen,
For the time to pass
Until the time of my hospital visit-

The day has been long tiring difficult
With little done in work
And yet not without its small pleasures -

Perhaps I do not have so much to do anymore,
I am seventy now-

But I am still alive
And must go on with it -

My friend will probably never leave this hospital alive-

I still have time
There is a breeze now
Tomorrow will be cooler
And I will try to begin again then.

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I Walk And Wait For A Poem

I WALK AND WAIT FOR A POEM

I walk and wait for a poem
What else do I have but a poem?

The schoolchildren by the side of the road
Are helped by their father into the car.

Yeats had ‘schoolchildren’ in his poem-
But I am not Yeats.

I stop and write these lines down
A poem is not enough
A small poor poem
Is not enough.

But what else do I have but a small poor poem
And the memory of my children
The children I love so much-
When they were schoolchildren
So long long ago?

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I Walk Slowly And Wait For A Poem

I WALK SLOWLY AND WAIT FOR A POEM

I walk slowly and wait for a poem-

The early morning
Wind and sunlight
Encompass and embrace me-
The green green world
Makes my eyes smile-

I walk slowly and wait for a poem.

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I Look Up At The Sky/And Wait For A Poem

I LOOK UP AT THE SKY/ AND WAIT FOR A POEM

I look up at the sky
And wait for a poem-
The deep dark green of this park surrounds me -
I have been blessed by so much
I have been given so much in my life-

This cool beautiful Yerushalmi night
All I am is thanking God.

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I Stop And Wait/For A Poem

I Stop And Wait/ For A Poem

I stop and wait
For a poem.
The poem does not come
The city says ‘Morning beauty’
The silence is a sadness unsayable -
Light is lovely
Isn’t it?
Irony Irony Irony-
I write these lines
As if I actually believe
I am writing poetry
And doing something.

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Peace And Love For Me Are Forbidden

Peace and love for me
Are forbidden,
I have been entrusted
The national responsibility,
To show my hatred
To the environment,
Which I am rendering
With utmost sincerity and patriotism.

There dwells fear in my eyes
And my feet are prison bound,
I am being kept away
from light and fresh air.
I am an inhabitant of such a city,
As is destined to be ruined.

In my infertile soil
The plant of freedom
Does not deepen its roots.
I am in a condition like at war,
I was born on the saddle of a steed
And I was first fed
With an edge of a sword,
That made my tongue acidic,
I want to sputter it out.

(Written by Jawaaz Jafri Translated by Muhammad Shanazar)

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As I sit and wait

As I sit and wait time is all I have to save
For in life all I am is a slave
To those who search for death

They come as I sit and wait for them to steal
All they see in me is their next meal
They come for the flesh and blood

As I sit upon this step I weep
For they will come if I sleep
To take me whith them to the caves

There they shall huddle in the dark
And they shall leave their mark
As they take the blood and life from those who live

And after they have taken their share
They shall bring us back as one of them, and into death we stare
As they wait for dark to fall so they can come once more

As I sit and wait time is all I have to save
For in life all I am is a slave
To those who search for death

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Sit and Wait

Must I sit here and wait, for sayings
To be spun, when later the dealings
Are finished, and I am left waiting
For the whole year to come.

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Believe Understand and Wait

Believe in the purpose
Understand it's meaning
And wait for the results

Believe in yourself
Understand that you can't be perfect
And wait for your reaction

Believe in the truth
Understand the lie
And wait to fit them together

Believe in what you see
Understand what you hear
And wait to judge

It's the process of thinking
Believe and understand
Speak and wait for results

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Wait For The Bus!

you can read the grain
of timeworn faces,
much as the grain of the ancient oak.
and rivers exist somewhere,
behind tired eyes, universes beneath dirty nails.
no one gives much of a damn for old men,
that's why there are benches, stoops,
and worn out old chairs.
perhaps god is knitting, or discovering
another Einstein....
and just doesnt have time to collect the lost!
while women bury their dreams in flower pots,
and the young burn clocks to the moon.
dogs piss on blades of unmarked grass,
giving names to faces unseen.
as old men with erections and scars,
translate the forbidden tongues.
seeing the naked light inside shadows,
they fart scriptures, and wait for the bus!

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Will you wait for me?

My love is like a dim light
Flicker desperately to keep a hope
And there you are in front of me
Offering a hand to warm the cold
Will you wait for me?
Till I’m falling in love again
Because I don’t want to hurt you
With a false love
Will you wait for me?
Till I forget my other love
That has broken my heart
And lose my faith to move forward

My love is like a lost kite
Blown by merciless wind far far away
And there you are standing so strong
Show me a harbor when I search the direction
How long will you wait for me?
Till I’m falling in love to you
Because I never want to hurt you
With an empty hope
Do you really want to wait for me?
When the sound of distant thunder approach me
With dark cloud ready to strike hard rain
And I don’t know where to run away

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I can't write my life story without Emmitt and Troy. They can't write their life stories without me. We're tied together forever. This is a day to remember for the rest of our lives.

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They Can Not Do That On Their Own

Could a wisdom be hidden.
And purposely deprive someone?
Could opportunities be granted...
For those who are selected?
And medocrity becomes accepted,
By those neglected.
At the expense of those degreed,
But incompetently assigned to think.
And they can not do that on their own!
As observations of this has shown.

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Come and sit with me for a whil and you'll see

come sit with me for a while.
And then you can see the real me.
But then you'll see my horrible world.
Come be a shadow on the wall.
Be invisible and sit with me.

Will You see how I cry for my gran.
Will you see how I torture myself for that last agument.
Will you see how abusers have messed my head.

You will see my cry.
Come sit with me for a while.
I'll welcome you in to my quiet world.
A world of lonnliness and dispair.

But if you did come sit with me for a while'
Would you like the ral me?
The one that mkaes herself bleed.

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Christina and You and Home for Lunch

As you went by
the girl's playground
after getting off

the school bus
Christina called to you
through the wire fence

and said
my mother said
you can come home

for lunch today
if you like
ok

you said
where shall I meet you?
Cedric will bring you along

she said
and so when
the lunch time

recess bell rang
you followed Cedric
out of the school

and saw Christina
by the outer fence waiting
are you sure

your mother doesn't mind?
you asked
of course not

she said
Cedric walked on in front
leaving you and Christiana

to walk on behind
she talked about some girl
in her class who had a boyfriend

and claimed
to have had sex
and then she went on

about the teacher
who had been expelled
for taking pupils home

in his lunch hour
it was boys though
she added

and then you came
to her house
and she took you in

and there was her mother
in the kitchen
nice to meet you

she said
Christina has talked
about you so much

Cedric behind
his mother's back
was making gagging gestures

with his fingers
down his throat
Christina looked at you

and smiled
nice to be here
you said

are you sure it's all right
me coming?
of course it is

Christina's mother said
now sit down
and I'll serve up for us all

and so you all sat down
around the table
and Cedric looked at you

then looked down
at his knife and fork
and Christina said

glad you're here
and she put a hand
over yours

and gave your hand
a squeeze
then removed it

when her mother
set down the plates
and then sat down herself

and you all began to eat
in an unusual silence
Christina giving you

a bright eyed stare
and Cedric looking
over your shoulder

as if you weren't there
after lunch their mother
cleared the table

of plates and went off
and Cedric went
into the lounge

leaving you and Christina alone
what do you think?
she asked

about what?
you asked
my mother

what do you think of her?
she seems nice
you said

she gets depressed a lot
Christina said
but today

she was at her best
oh right
you said

sorry she gets depressed
come on
Christina said

I'll show you my room
you raised your eyebrows
won't your mother mind?

you asked
not if she doesn't know
Christina replied

isn't it a bit risky?
you said
yes

she said
that's what makes life
so interesting

so you followed her
and tiptoed up the stairs
and she showed you

her bedroom
and her favourite doll
and other favourites of hers

lined along her bed
then she kissed you quickly
and then stood back

and smiled and said
best go down now
or she'll wonder

where we are
and so that was it
and as you followed her

down the stairs
you could hear the radio
playing some classical music

and her mother
humming along
and sounding quite happy

and Christina giving you
another kiss
behind her mother's back

and after saying thank you
to her mother
you all left

to return to school
the clouds promising rain
and so back to school

and the boring lessons
once again.

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You Can Handle It

That's right.
I can provoke the slow pokes.

I tell folks...
'Don't sit and wait,
For someone to come...
To help you make up 'your' mind.
As to what should or should not be done.
Who's life is it you're living?

Find the time to do that yourself.
And quick!
Don't sit and wait in between thoughts.
Pick at least one.
Jump on it and run.
You can handle it! '

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I Wait For You

Each time I'm on the boulevard
You're there with me, walk by my side
But talk to me you'd never do
A thing I would expect of you

When in a movie house I sit
I'm not alone, to me you're next
I never, never taste your lips
Although I hunger for your kiss

In 'heartbreak cafe', site of our trysts
I dine alone, for you I wait
You would not come, you I would miss
Until it's time for me to leave

On my way home at the bus stop
I'll wait a while and there stand
Hoping of you I'll have a glimpse
But the buses just come and leave
I will not have the sight of you
Sad with frustration I would go

It's really hard to make believe
That in my world you still exist
Shall I forever hope and wait
How long shall I myself deceive

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Can I Wait For My Boxer's to Dry?

I was often told...
Be careful how you go up the ladder,
Because one day you may have to come down.
And to always wear clean underwear.
Since you never know...
Who just might be around.

'That still doesn't explain,
Why you are butt naked...
Standing on a ladder,
And hanging your underwear
On tree limbs! '

Well officer...
It's like this.
If my neighbors saw my underwear clean,
And I put them on publicly.
They would not worry about how they looked...
When I came down the ladder.
It would be obvious...
My underwear is clean!

'I still have to take you in for psychiatric observation.
I understand the logic behind it!
However...
I do think you have been a bit stressed.
And taking things out of context.'

Can I wait for my boxer's to dry?
I just put those on my next door neighbor's satellite dish!
Did they call you?
I bet they did!

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I can not wait for two o’clock to come

I cannot wait for two o’clock to come
to climb on my motorbike
and to ride to the place
where the words of other poets
get life and energy
and bring bliss and burning beauty
and sometimes sincerity
or stark reality
as magic to me.

I cannot wait for two o’clock to come
to hear the words
of a master and to find something
in his thoughts that I can make mine,
as if it was buried in my soul
just waiting for the sun and rain
and interaction to sprout
growing green like a living thing.

I cannot wait for two o’clock to come
to read my own poetry
and to see what other
people make of it
and to know
if my words are truly
hitting their mark.

I cannot wait for two o’clock to come
and to experience something great
that makes life worth living
and perhaps for some time
to sit near the presence
of the Immortal One
that gives man the ability
to turn words into the magic
that life aught to be.

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Sit Back and Watch the Circus! It's Free

Wait a cotton picking minute!
Billions are being spent on a monthly basis,
To protect us from 'identified' terrorists!
And yet mass murderers are walking amongst us,
Freely?
To do to us as they please?
And there is more of an interest,
To analyze their psychological adjustments...
As to why they can not live 'normal' lives,
In an approved and accepting society?

Am I NUTS?

'Ssssshhh...
You don't want anyone to believe,
You are 'not' patriotic...
Do you? '
Keep your voice down.
We are surrounded by rumor mongers,
And gossipers.'

OH!
You are right.
I have forgotten.
It is okay to tolerate our dysfunctions.
Just as long as we conform to them.
And they are not mentioned!

'Right.
Pretend these are the values others threaten.
But for us...
They are normally condoned.
And besides...
Some of these fanatics,
Are prone to receive flowering testimonies.'

Geeessshhh.
I am glad you are here to remind me of that.
Let's continue to observe the baring of the butts.
And people strutting around deranged.

'Hey...
That's what I say.
None of this we have to pay for.
Let us just sit back and watch the circus.
It's free! '

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