Global Warming Eats Coastlines
slim lined continents
suffering
fabricated deaths
poem by Terence George Craddock
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
For Awhile (feat. Faith Evans)
Faith Evans:
Ohh
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh Yeah
Living My Life Without You
Something I Don't Wanna Do
So Please Don't Walk Away
And Leave Me All Alone
Baby Stay For Just Awhile
(Chorus) Why Don't You Stay With Me
For Just A While
Cause If You Leave
You'll Take A Piece Of Me
Why Can't You Stay With Me
For Just Awhile
(Boy)(Girl) You Know You Have
The Key To My Heart
Slim:
Ooh Baby
Girl I Don't Want You To Go
You Are, My Heart And Soul
The Reason That I Live
The One, That I Adore
And I Can't Stand The Thought
Of Being, By Myself
But I Can't See Myself
Loving No, Nobody Else
Chorus
(Slim): Girl Why Won't You Just Stay With Me
There Is Nothing I Won't Do For You
(Faith): You Are My Destiny, Oh Yes You Are
(Slim): You Mean The World To Me
(Faith): Whenever
(Slim): Girl I'll Be Right By Your Side
(Faith): I Love You
(Slim): Love You
(Faith): Baby
(Slim): Baby
(Faith): Stay With Me
(Slim): Why Won't You Stay With Me Baby
(Faith): Stay With Me
(Slim): Stay With Me Baby, Lil' While Longer
(Faith): You'll Take A Piece Of My Heart
(Slim): You Will Take A Piece Of Me
And Girl You Know I Love You Too
(Faith): Just Awhile
(Slim): Girl You Know
You Have The Key To My Heart
Stay With Me
Won't You Stay With Me For The Rest Of My Life
[...] Read more
song performed by 112
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Will The Real Slim Shady Please Shut Up
may i have your attention please. may i have your attention please. will the
Real slim shady please shut up? i repeat. will the real slim shady please shut
Up?
We're going to have a problem here
You all act like you've never heard a white person before
His rhymes even worse then before
Punk kid trying to be hard core
Marshall mathers is back and worse then before
Making us snore, whining into the microphone
(baby crying)
He's the return of... oh wait. no wait
You fool.
You didn't pay money for this cd, did you?
And dr. dre did (dre laughs).
Everything you idiot, without dre bringing you
You're as good as dead
The world has had enough of eminem.
Jiggy jiggy
Even his girlfriends cheating on him
Look at him. walking around, living off dre
Acting cool, but he's kinda weak though
The little twerp blasted me on his last cd. why?
Cause i turned him down for a date. heehee
As for the question about who came first.
Was it carson daly or was it fred durst?
I'm sorry slim but this is going to hurt
They both came closer then you ever will jerk
Your song is on my nerves. your song is on my nerves
Your lucky because you got more fame then you deserve
That is the message i deliver to little kids
You can become famous and never know what talent is
Of course they love you. of course they do
You are like a cartoon version of rickish roader on silver spoon
You ain't nothing but a produst. a package to be bought up
You know, a year from now, you won't even be thought of
So you write about dead animals and cannibals
Someday you'll stop dating dogs and date higher mammals.
Man there are a million women just like me,
That think like me
That all can see
That slim shady is just a boy going through puberty.
So if you agree,
Scream loudly with me....
Your slim shady
Yes your the real shady.
You sound like peter brady
You get quite irritating.
Will the real slim shady please shut up
Please shut up
Your slim shady
[...] Read more
song performed by Christina Aguilera
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
ANGRY WHITE BOY POLKA
[LAST RESORT (Papa Roach)]
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a... if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and a-crying
[CHOP SUEY! (System Of A Down)]
Wake up! (Wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little make-up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die, die, die
D-d-die die die die die
Hey!
[GET FREE (The Vines)]
I'm gonna get free
I'm gonna get free
I'm gonna get free
Ride into the sun
She never loved me
She never loved me
She never loved me
Why should anyone?
(Come here, come here, come here)
I'll take your photo for ya
(Come here, come here, come here)
Drive you around the corner
(Come here, come here, come here)
You know you really oughta
(Come here, come here, come here)
Move out to California*
[HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO (The Hives)]
Do what I want 'cause I can, if I don't because I wanna
Be ignored by the stiff and the bored because I'm gonna
[...] Read more
song performed by Weird Al Yankovic
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Petrol Companies Lobotomize Humanity
petrochemical
free detergents
hints
at synthetic textiles
pimp sources
petrol companies
flogging fossil soups
served up upon shorelines
worldwide sterilizing seas
spreading mega ocean
dead zones
off coastlines
are highly industrialized
nations
determined
to melt poles
to milk another
10cents worth
of profit
ignoring
last red light
waning
flashes
before catastrophic
sea
level
rises
sudden
engulf
permanently
slim lined continents
suffering
fabricated deaths
poem by Terence George Craddock
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Suffering
I heard about your happiness
And all the plans that youre involved in
Since youre gone youd be impressed
To know i, too, have been evolving
But I dont think you comprehend
Ive been suffering
Yeah, Ive been suffering
Guess Ill be suffering up around the bend
This love is a cancer in me
I can feel it advancing in me
This fire it is my light in the world
Well, I found me a new friend
Ive been suffering
Yeah, Ive been suffering
Guess Ill be suffering up around the bend
I hung around in a leather bar
They threw me on the cement
Slept all night in my plastic car
Got in an accident
I brushed by you in the supermart
And I had me a touch of whats real
It was real when you crushed me with your steel
Black clouds roll through my mind
Who says anyway these halls are sovereign?
I am a hater of the human kind
So keep away, this hearts not softening
No, I dont think that its the end of this suffering
Yeah, Ive been suffering
Ive been suffering
Ive been suffering
And Ill be suffering up around the bend
song performed by Frank Black
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Bomb
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb
Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you
Do I hate the mischievous thunderbolt the jawbone of an ass
The bumpy club of One Million B.C. the mace the flail the axe
Catapult Da Vinci tomahawk Cochise flintlock Kidd dagger Rathbone
Ah and the sad desparate gun of Verlaine Pushkin Dillinger Bogart
And hath not St. Michael a burning sword St. George a lance David a sling
Bomb you are as cruel as man makes you and you're no crueller than cancer
All Man hates you they'd rather die by car-crash lightning drowning
Falling off a roof electric-chair heart-attack old age old age O Bomb
They'd rather die by anything but you Death's finger is free-lance
Not up to man whether you boom or not Death has long since distributed its
categorical blue I sing thee Bomb Death's extravagance Death's jubilee
Gem of Death's supremest blue The flyer will crash his death will differ
with the climbor who'll fall to die by cobra is not to die by bad pork
Some die by swamp some by sea and some by the bushy-haired man in the night
O there are deaths like witches of Arc Scarey deaths like Boris Karloff
No-feeling deaths like birth-death sadless deaths like old pain Bowery
Abandoned deaths like Capital Punishment stately deaths like senators
And unthinkable deaths like Harpo Marx girls on Vogue covers my own
I do not know just how horrible Bombdeath is I can only imagine
Yet no other death I know has so laughable a preview I scope
a city New York City streaming starkeyed subway shelter
Scores and scores A fumble of humanity High heels bend
Hats whelming away Youth forgetting their combs
Ladies not knowing what to do with their shopping bags
Unperturbed gum machines Yet dangerous 3rd rail
Ritz Brothers from the Bronx caught in the A train
The smiling Schenley poster will always smile
Impish death Satyr Bomb Bombdeath
Turtles exploding over Istanbul
The jaguar's flying foot
soon to sink in arctic snow
Penguins plunged against the Sphinx
The top of the Empire state
arrowed in a broccoli field in Sicily
Eiffel shaped like a C in Magnolia Gardens
St. Sophia peeling over Sudan
O athletic Death Sportive Bomb
the temples of ancient times
their grand ruin ceased
Electrons Protons Neutrons
gathering Hersperean hair
walking the dolorous gulf of Arcady
joining marble helmsmen
entering the final ampitheater
with a hymnody feeling of all Troys
heralding cypressean torches
racing plumes and banners
and yet knowing Homer with a step of grace
[...] Read more
poem by Gregory Corso (1958)
Added by Dan Costinaş
1 comment - Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Conscious Bond of Universal Suffering and The Coming Opus Love Overflow!
The Human bond of earthly suffering
Suffering earthly bondage of the body
The human suffering and earthly bondage
caused by the love filtering psyche!
Nothing bonds like human suffering
nothing damages love more than the suffers of desire
No suffering as human as the desire to be loved!
The fact remains universal:
all on earth who succumb to the power
creating human suffering
possess still the human power of transcending
So tell me who's suffering this day
or any day?
Who needs an arm, a hug,
a warm home cooked meal?
Who else needs to feel the warmth of a breathing body
during those quiet solitaire coffin hours of the night?
Who has not a bed to sleep?
Nor roof overhead to protect from the impending storm?
Who else senses the overwhelming lack of human compassion?
Who's ready for the opus love overflow!
For you are just as ready as I!
And I as ready as he or she!
They as open and prepared to receive as we!
Together, all exchanging our love
indiscriminate and Free!
Oh for everyone to experience each day
the way the cherry trees receive summer and spring!
When you recognize the indistinct face of beauty
you shall become the mirror of eternity!
Fashion age race sex weight
these are inconsequential to beauty's eyes!
When true love is realized
one receives nothing further or less in return!
For love, pure and essential is the only return!
To love undeterred and undivided is to love with the soul!
When you love with the soul
there remains not a soul on earth or any sphere beyond
can not help but fall in love with you!
Alleviation Human Connection!
[...] Read more
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
The Ancient Banner
In boundless mercy, the Redeemer left,
The bosom of his Father, and assumed
A servant's form, though he had reigned a king,
In realms of glory, ere the worlds were made,
Or the creating words, 'Let there be light'
In heaven were uttered. But though veiled in flesh,
His Deity and his Omnipotence,
Were manifest in miracles. Disease
Fled at his bidding, and the buried dead
Rose from the sepulchre, reanimate,
At his command, or, on the passing bier
Sat upright, when he touched it. But he came,
Not for this only, but to introduce
A glorious dispensation, in the place
Of types and shadows of the Jewish code.
Upon the mount, and round Jerusalem,
He taught a purer, and a holier law,—
His everlasting Gospel, which is yet
To fill the earth with gladness; for all climes
Shall feel its influence, and shall own its power.
He came to suffer, as a sacrifice
Acceptable to God. The sins of all
Were laid upon Him, when in agony
He bowed upon the cross. The temple's veil
Was rent asunder, and the mighty rocks,
Trembled, as the incarnate Deity,
By his atoning blood, opened that door,
Through which the soul, can have communion with
Its great Creator; and when purified,
From all defilements, find acceptance too,
Where it can finally partake of all
The joys of His salvation.
But the pure Church he planted,—the pure Church
Which his apostles watered,—and for which,
The blood of countless martyrs freely flowed,
In Roman Amphitheatres,—on racks,—
And in the dungeon's gloom,—this blessed Church,
Which grew in suffering, when it overspread
Surrounding nations, lost its purity.
Its truth was hidden, and its light obscured
By gross corruption, and idolatry.
As things of worship, it had images,
And even painted canvas was adored.
It had a head and bishop, but this head
Was not the Saviour, but the Pope of Rome.
Religion was a traffic. Men defiled,
Professed to pardon sin, and even sell,
The joys of heaven for money,—and to raise
Souls out of darkness to eternal light,
For paltry silver lavished upon them.
[...] Read more
poem by Anonymous Americas
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
The Sadness Of These Deaths
THE SADNESS OF THESE DEATHS
The sadness of these deaths
These are not my deaths
But they are deaths
The sadness of these deaths
Oh God What is this world for
All these people gone
The sadness of these deaths
poem by Shalom Freedman
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Seek & Destroy
We are scanning the scene
In the city tonight
We are looking for you
To start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
In our brains
But it is nothing new
You know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and destroy
Searching,
Seek and destroy
Searching,
Seek and destroy
Searching,
Seek and destroy
There is no escape
And that is for sure
This is the end we wont take any more
Say goodbye
To the world you live in
You have always been taking
But now youre giving
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and destroy
Searching,
[...] Read more
song performed by Metallica
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Seek & Destory
We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
There is no escape
and that is for sure
This is the end we won't take any more
Say goodbye
to the world you live in
You have always been taking
but now you're giving
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
[...] Read more
song performed by Metallica
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Q, Mike, Slim, Daron (Interlude)
If you are available
If you are available
Verse1
This is what we're lookin' for
Sexy, independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive, willing to communicate
Baby, this is what we're lookin' for
Verse2
She's gotta sex appeal, keep it real
Kinky as we wanna be
And she gotta give in, always giving
Gotta be very spiritual and emotional
Baby if you really wanna know
So if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
Repeat Verse2
If you really wanna know
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
If you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Oh if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
song performed by 112
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
I'll be knocking at deaths door
I will be knocking on the door
Knock knock knock
Knocking at deaths door
Begging to be let in.
I'm near to deaths door
An overdose
And slit wrists
Along besides me.
Knock knock
Please let me in
deaths door
Please open
Please let me in
I hate my life
I cant cope
I'm desperate
plase let me in
Deaths door has opened
Now I've left it all behind
I'm in deaths world
Im gone
Im free
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
When my body arrives at the shore
When the time comes.
And my body washes up on the shore.
Be it not a shock to you please.
I didn't want tohurt you.
When my bloated body arrives at deaths shore.
Washed up and battered I'm dead on the shore.
And have arrived at deaths door.
Yes I was scared kind of.
But I knew it would over and done.
I knew it wouldn't be long to die.
Here lays my body at deaths shore.
I am dead of that you can be sure.
I am sorry of that you are to be sure.
I loved you that's for sure.
I could'nt stay with pains shore.
So Here I am at deaths shore.
I couldn't go on like this.
Here I lay washed up on the shore.
Iam now in deaths door
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Death Is In Love With Us
I know it hurts too much
I know that youre scared
I know youre running out of trust
Wishing you were dead
In your misery
Youre not alone
So come share your tears with me
And witness it all go wrong
I know it and I feel it
Just as well as you do, honey
Its not our fault if deaths in love with us oh oh
Its not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts
41+66.6 = our loss
Were breathing only to fade away
Were running just to get caught
What loves lies blessed
What loves light cursed
Just fear for the best
And hope for our worst
I know it and I feel it
Just as well as you do, honey
Its not our fault if deaths in love with us oh oh
Its not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts
Deaths in love with us oh oh
The reaper holds our hearts oh oh
Deaths in love with us oh oh
And the reaper holds our hearts oh oh
I know it and I feel it
Just as well as you do, honey
Its not our fault if deaths in love with us oh oh
Its not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts
song performed by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Cholera Camp
We've got the cholerer in camp -- it's worse than forty fights;
We're dyin' in the wilderness the same as Isrulites;
It's before us, an' be'ind us, an' we cannot get away,
An' the doctor's just reported we've ten more to-day!
Oh, strike your camp an' go, the Bugle's callin',
The Rains are fallin' --
The dead are bushed an' stoned to keep 'em safe below;
The Band's a-doin' all she knows to cheer us;
The Chaplain's gone and prayed to Gawd to 'ear us --
To 'ear us --
O Lord, for it's a-killin' of us so!
Since August, when it started, it's been stickin' to our tail,
Though they've 'ad us out by marches an' they've 'ad us back by rail;
But it runs as fast as troop-trains, and we cannot get away;
An' the sick-list to the Colonel makes ten more to-day.
There ain't no fun in women nor there ain't no bite to drink;
It's much too wet for shootin', we can only march and think;
An' at evenin', down the ~nullahs~, we can 'ear the jackals say,
"Get up, you rotten beggars, you've ten more to-day!"
'Twould make a monkey cough to see our way o' doin' things --
Lieutenants takin' companies an' captains takin' wings,
An' Lances actin' Sergeants -- eight file to obey --
For we've lots o' quick promotion on ten deaths a day!
Our Colonel's white an' twitterly -- 'e gets no sleep nor food,
But mucks about in 'orspital where nothing does no good.
'E sends us 'eaps o' comforts, all bought from 'is pay --
But there aren't much comfort 'andy on ten deaths a day.
Our Chaplain's got a banjo, an' a skinny mule 'e rides,
An' the stuff 'e says an' sings us, Lord, it makes us split our sides!
With 'is black coat-tails a-bobbin' to ~Ta-ra-ra Boom-der-ay!~
'E's the proper kind o' ~padre~ for ten deaths a day.
An' Father Victor 'elps 'im with our Roman Catholicks --
He knows an 'eap of Irish songs an' rummy conjurin' tricks;
An' the two they works together when it comes to play or pray;
So we keep the ball a-rollin' on ten deaths a day.
We've got the cholerer in camp -- we've got it 'ot an' sweet;
It ain't no Christmas dinner, but it's 'elped an' we must eat.
We've gone beyond the funkin', 'cause we've found it doesn't pay,
An' we're rockin' round the Districk on ten deaths a day!
Then strike your camp an' go, the Rains are fallin',
The Bugle's callin'!
[...] Read more
poem by Rudyard Kipling
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Heart of Gold (-for my mother)
I was not the person I appeared to be-
In your eyes, I was different.
Although you never told me-
In your spoken words, I was like all of the others-
So many times you had hurt me deeply,
Through your spoken words and through your eyes,
I could never do right-
The slap of your hand across my face
When I was none but a child of six, even before the words came out-
Told me I was a bad girl- I wept and you just walked past me.
Roses grew in my father’s garden, plentifully and beautifully, in the summertime,
Our home was a palace- my father was the king and you were the queen.
When flowers blossomed in the springtime and
Leaves changed colors in the autumn- snow would fall in the wintertime-
No matter the season, you were the one with the friendly smile and the life of the party-
We were the perfect family though I could almost say- though secretly- I hated you.
I was only fourteen years old when I broke down and they put me away-
I used to think that if you did love me, I never would have known.
The bird that could not fly and the child that did not grow up-
The young woman, who heard voices nobody else heard, saw sights no one else saw-
Everybody was a threat except for those who lived inside the world I had fabricated.
I was not the person I appeared to be- the act you forced me to put on-
To be like everybody else, I could never be.
I wept myself the night father told me how you cried every night I was locked inside
The world of my delusions and locked inside that place where
People like me were put away- and a month before you passed away,
I remember reading the words inscribed across the yellow lined paper-
That you had always loved me and I was the most important person in your life.
Through those written words, I could see the pain written across your face and
For the first time, the love you felt for me shone through your soulful brown eyes-
It was the ticking of the wall clock that made me understand, was
Keeping time and telling me that in just a short time you would be gone, and
To be departed from this world forever.
I am alone now and your ashes have been scattered at sea,
As had been your final wish and desire-
A woman who had lived a life of suffering and
Who was not there for me because she could not be, only because
She had been locked inside a world of her own despair,
A survivor of a life filled with tragedy and pain, but
Having grown, I can understand and hear the beating of a golden heart, and
Tears cried out of love for a child who had lost her sanity at an age so young-
I would remember more than
Flowers blossoming, leaves changing colors and snow falling,
Year after year, and the agony of growing up in a family I believed at the time
Did not care or understand-, but I would remember those precious words inscribed
Across yellow lined paper- then I would pick a flower and tuck it behind my ear,
Continue my journey through this life and always keep in mind as I listen,
In my fondest memory- the ocean’s waves lapping against the shore where
Your ashes were scattered twenty years past and
The beating of your golden heart…
[...] Read more
poem by Claudia Krizay
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Q, Mike, Slim, Daron
if you are available
If you are available this is what we're looking for
Sexy independent never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to communicate
Baby this is what we're looking for
She's got to have sex apeal, keep it real
And she's got to keep it real
Very spiritual and emotional baby if you realy want to know
Said if you were available
Q,mike, slim ,daron
This is what we're looking for
Sexy independent never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to communicate
Baby this is what we're looking for
Q,mike,slim,daron
This is what we're looking for
Sexy,independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to commuinacate
Baby this is what we're looking for
Oh she's gotta have sex apeal, keep it real
And she's got to keep it real
Very spiritual and emotional
Baby if you really want to know
If you really want to know
Q,mike,slim, daron
This is what we're looking for
Sexy,independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to communicate
Baby this is wat we're looking for
If you are available
Q,mike,slim,daron
song performed by 112
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
From 'Down the River
Gatineau Point
A HALF-BREED, slim, and sallow of face,
Alphonse lies full length on his raft,
The hardy son of a hybrid race.
Lithe and long, with the Indian grace,
Versed in the varied Indian craft,
A half-breed, slim, and sallow of face,
He nurses within mad currents that chase–
The swift, the sluggish–a foreign graft,
This hardy son of a hybrid race.
What southern airs, what snows embrace
Within his breast–soft airs that waft
The half-breed–slim, and sallow of face,
Far from the Gatineau's foaming base!
And what strong potion hath he quaffed,
This hardy son of a hybrid race,
That upon this sun-baked blistered place
He sleeps, with his hand on the burning haft,
A Metis–slim and sallow of face,
The hardy son of a hybrid race!
poem by Susie Frances Harrison
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
From Down The River
A HALF-BREED, slim, and sallow of face,
Alphonse lies full length on his raft,
The hardy son of a hybrid race.
Lithe and long, with the Indian grace,
Versed in the varied Indian craft,
A half-breed, slim, and sallow of face,
He nurses within mad currents that chase-
The swift, the sluggish-a foreign graft,
This hardy son of a hybrid race.
What southern airs, what snows embrace
Within his breast-soft airs that waft
The half-breed-slim, and sallow of face,
Far from the Gatineau's foaming base!
And what strong potion hath he quaffed,
This hardy son of a hybrid race,
That upon this sun-baked blistered place
He sleeps, with his hand on the burning haft,
A Metis-slim and sallow of face,
The hardy son of a hybrid race!
poem by Susan Frances Harrison
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!