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Post by Max on Sept 27, 2009 23:58:19 GMT -5
I see you walking in town, draped in your Confederate Flag Here, let me shove it down your throat until you gag I have a whole posse of angry liberals, Jews and blacks 19th century Georgia called, they want their washcloth back There's no room in this town for your racist views Open your hateful mouth to me I promise you'll make the newsI see you marching in the streets with your precious Klan Calling for a pale purification of your God-given land Scream your rebel yell, call out loud for your fellow man Just know that my boot will floor your before you can stand There's no room in this country for your racist views If you won't go out silently Then you will sink with your crewI see you on television cloaked in your Nazi attire You and it are more than fit for an epic bonfire Let's see your true colors, I want to hear "Seig Heil!" Burn in Hell forever with your coward Austrian sire There's no room in this wide world for your racist views You must be put down violently And the greatest of ironies Is that those you hunt-- gays, blacks, Jews-- will out-live youIf you truly desire to meet Confederate ghosts Or Adolf the Fuerer It would be my pleasure to send you there You're the disease, I am the cure
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Post by Artemis on Sept 28, 2009 5:34:01 GMT -5
Strong words Max .... although I agree with you wholeheartedly of course there is enough violence and hate in this world, oh what it would be just to ignore them and let them dissappear, alas I know it never works like that. I feel your hate, but don't let it make you bitter, you're far above that Max .... let them hang themselves with their OWN rope ... hugs, Kerry xxx
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Post by Harklight on Sept 28, 2009 17:39:48 GMT -5
Well done getting the anger across and maintaining rhyme here, Max. These people might gain recognition for a while but retribution will come soon: we, the rest of us, will lawfully show "There's no room in this wide world for your racist views". We are ALL the cure - or we're part of the problem. H x
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Post by Jamie~poetshare.forumotion.com on Feb 22, 2010 20:49:28 GMT -5
For me the last verse really punches the anger home. Well rhymed and well written, the repeated lines lend an anthem-like tone to the piece. Kerry's advice is good, though. Don't let the bastards wear you down.
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