Best Ancestry Poems

That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision
I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels!
That of the clear-struck keys of the heart not one may fail
to sound because of a loose, doubtful or broken string!
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Taped to the wall of my cell are 47 pictures: 47 black
faces: my father, mother, grandmothers (1 dead) , grand-
fathers (both dead) , brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts,
cousins (1st and 2nd) , nieces, and nephews.They stare
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That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision
I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels!
That of the clear-struck keys of the heart not one may fail
to sound because of a loose, doubtful or broken string!
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A prince stood on the balcony of his palace addressing a great multitude summoned for the occasion and said, "Let me offer you and this whole fortunate country my congratulations upon the birth of a new prince who will carry the name of my noble family, and of whom you will be justly proud. He is the new bearer of a great and illustrious ancestry, and upon him depends the brilliant future of this realm. Sing and be merry!" The voices of the throngs, full of joy and thankfulness, flooded the sky with exhilarating song, welcoming the new tyrant who would affix the yoke of oppression to their necks by ruling the weak with bitter authority, and exploiting their bodies and killing their souls. For that destiny, the people were singing and drinking ecstatically to the heady of the new Emir.

Another child entered life and that kingdom at the same time. While the crowds were glorifying the strong and belittling themselves by singing praise to a potential despot, and while the angels of heaven were weeping over the people's weakness and servitude, a sick woman was thinking. She lived in an old, deserted hovel and, lying in her hard bed beside her newly born infant wrapped with ragged swaddles, was starving to death. She was a penurious and miserable young wife neglected by humanity; her husband had fallen into the trap of death set by the prince's oppression, leaving a solitary woman to whom God had sent, that night, a tiny companion to prevent her from working and sustaining life.
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THE LARGEST OF A HEAP LYING NEAR A DESERTED QUARRY, UPON ONE OF THE ISLANDS AT RYDAL

Stranger! this hillock of mis-shapen stones
Is not a Ruin spared or made by time,
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Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of
Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.
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The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way,
Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay:
No word of haughty challenging, nor battle bugle's peal,
Nor steady tread of marching files, nor clang of horsemen's steel,
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By the Feal's wave benighted,
No star in the skies,
To thy door by Love lighted,
I first saw those eyes.
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ONCE I saw mountains angry,
And ranged in battle-front.
Against them stood a little man;
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How blind the toil that burrows like the mole,
In winding graveyard pathways underground,
For Browning's lineage! What if men have found
Poor footmen or rich merchants on the roll
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A tall, slight, English gentleman,
With an eyeglass to his eye;
He mostly says “Good-Bai” to you,
When he means to say “Good-bye”;
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Why should I stop, why?
the birds have gone in search
of the blue direction.
the horizon is vertical, vertical
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A drifting, April, twilight sky,
A wind which blew the puddles dry,
And slapped the river into waves
That ran and hid among the staves
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In the rural, green landscape of your birth place of County Offaly,
Driving down it's winding roads with the serenity of the Slieve Bloom mountains
Conquering the views from every angle,
Birds sing with a lyrical beauty
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Oh, she was ever so beautiful
As she stood out in the grass
A pristine white fence surrounds her
There's no way I could simply pass
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In one dread night our city saw, and sigh'd,
Bow'd to the dust, the Drama's tower of pride
In one short hour beheld the blazing fane,
Apollo sink, and Shakspeare cease to reign.
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WYNDHAM! 'tis not thy blood, though pure it runs
Through a long line of glorious ancestry,
Percys and Seymours, Britain's boasted sons,
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I met a lady in the wood.
No mortal maid, I knew, was she;
She was no thing of flesh and blood,
No child of human ancestry.
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He. BE it right or wrong, these men among
   On women do complain;
Affirming this, how that it is
   A labour spent in vain
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Of all the cities in Romanian lands,
The chief and most renowned Ravenna stands;
Adorned in ancient times with arms and arts,
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There was a time, it passeth me to say
How long ago, but sure 'twas many a day
Before the world had gotten her such store
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Joined in blood and ancestry to the
absurdity of your impetuous absence
are the cryptic crisscrossing lines
or the eddies of your detached dandelion
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I.

MY lay is ended! closed the circling year,
From Spring's first dawn to Winter's darkling night;
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With timorous heart, and trembling hand of dread,
Of cunning* naked, bare of eloquence, *skill
Unto the *flow'r of port in womanhead* *one who is the perfection
I write, as he that none intelligence of womanly behaviour*
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LAND of departed fame! whose classic plains
Have proudly echo'd to immortal strains;
Whose hallow'd soil hath given the great and brave
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Man openeth the case
Body, from the arrogance
Of the Soul thou seekest shield,
Makest prayer the old mis--chance
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Of all the cities in Romanian lands,
The chief and most renowned Ravenna stands;
Adorned in ancient times with arms and arts,
And rich inhabitants with generous hearts.
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Iconoclastic dissipations
Breaking begins
A new beginning
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I

BENEATH the concave of an April sky,
When all the fields with freshest green were dight,
Appeared, in presence of the spiritual eye
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Though all the nations now
Peace gathers under her white wings,
The minds of Italy will ne'er be free
From the restraints of their old lethargy,
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You returned from the North with good news-
Little Thomas and John found
in the sheltering arms of Protestant parents,
allowing your family tree to remain stately and strong.
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I
I heard a small sad sound,
And stood awhile among the tombs around:
"Wherefore, old friends," said I, "are you distrest,
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this is a story about sweat..

that conceived by mom's prayer
- who make love with misery
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This is such a creepy and weird feeling
Unsuspecting innocent hearts
Being watched
Not by police or bandits
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Now woe to Umá, for young Love is slain,
Her Lord hath left her, and her hope is vain.
Woe, woe to Umá! how the Mountain-Maid
Cursed her bright beauty for its feeble aid!
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He.BE it right or wrong, these men among
On women do complain;
Affirming this, how that it is
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The tent lines these of Kháula in stone--stricken Tháhmadi.
See where the fire has touched them, dyed dark as the hands of her.
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Chill penury repress'd his noble rage,
And froze the genial current of his soul.
GRAY.
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There was this floozy of dubious ancestry
With a little hint of Papua New Guinea
She did not look too smart
Now that was a bad start
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The year of living most dangerously
for the society and me
the year of being post graduated
the Jakarta emotions
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Of Nero, tyrant, petty king,
Who heretofore did reign
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300 wear a mask weeps bitterly roams about farmer
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300 wear a mask weeps bitterly roams about farmer Feng Wen the Shu -- mulberry grove -- size frog to do to 2003,3,20, afternoon the farmer which completes inside the Qinghai-Tibet Plain iceberg to the evening 10 o'clock 45 minute, in that Mount Everest Bai Xuezhong on the day after day giant black flag giant black flag burns do the fiery red sorrowful two characters, why male occupy male to occupy in the world ridge? ' The black flag with ours relations, the relations is that black flag is our farmer is angry, the pain, roars the soul, roars soul.300 spirits suffocate in the throat is resounding the startling thunderclap which weeps bitterly, weeps bitterly the startling thunderclap potential pulls out the tropics the startling thunderclap, four oceans Tao sounds. The Tao sound ' the others cannot see, I can see pitifully, the pitiful farmer's sob.' Asia sends the chest sound from the distant place which this heaves a sigh, melancholy, vigorous, low and deep, filled with grief. Alone, the terror locks me above that Qinghai-Tibet Plain, looks the native country sky sunlight, the sunlight not obviously, only has weeps bitterly, looks the native country mountains and rivers spring breeze, the spring breeze not obviously, only has weeps bitterly. ' Listens to the farmer tear the sea space to come, the space comes in this tear to have the time to give farmer's misery toxin, this farmer poisonously cried 素 心 in to want to feel better some.' The group valley flies in the tear flows is conversing in a low voice, farmer's micro bright tear flows to the dark night deep place. Cries the blood cuckoo in the snowflake the wail, the clear ape cries in Wan Zhongshan. Inside the Qinghai-Tibet Plain iceberg 300 wear a mask weeps bitterly roams about the farmer, you said the tear is in your blood the final gold coin? You said has the conscience with this gold coin to each the star to complain? You said in your blood the beautiful spring day by the village in the extremely evil official, the bandit, organized crime is snatched? You said in your blood the water seepage, the countryside is snatched by the wolf black heart and lungs devil? You said you have imprisoned the goddess of vengeance in the earth deep place? You said in your blood the lovable homeland is turned by the robber has put out a hand not to see the five fingers the jail? You said on this earth everywhere is the another region? You said your world the misery, the infinite pain, is congealing astringently, on the pitiful peak roams about? Beautiful, good, dignified, honest farmer! Please stop sobbing, is sorrowful! You cry the blood dyed on the red this mountain the white snow, restrains grief! Asks you to restore calmly! The beggar also has nine years to beg for food transports, a person three poor three rich to is not old. I heard formerly was lifting Pekinese dog's landlord with the sedan chair, bluffed and bluster the landlord in front of the poor person, by the time flood, has been already destroyed the name, let the person forever forget, I heard the since time immemorial how many wealthy men, by the time iron hammer, have been already destroyed the name, let the person forever forget, was these people to poor person's robbing, dug the eternal grave for these people. Let me praise you, is you uses the grain which the most precious life trades, has supported me, in my heart the most lovable beautiful farmer, you are in my mind the great motion poet, you broadly have not been shamed by our China tens of thousands of miles earth fresh green multi- colors the rosy cloud cloud the poems, I meet the eternal the poverty, the sob, crazy. I remembered Emperor Taitsung of Tang warns the crown prince, when 穿 衣 吃 饭 must think the worker, the farmer, this is sacred, on the beautiful China land, which piece of crops, which orchard isn't you bleeds the perspiration to trade, you most precious life rivers, youth,
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The jaunty crop-haired graying
Women in grocery stores,
Their clothes boyish and neat,
New mittens or clean sneakers,
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LIVING IN THE YEARS OF NON-CORRUPTION
written by: Sylvia Frances Chan

@sylviafrances.chan
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Mules, poor beings,
Dedicated lives
Destined to carry loads,
Loads of soiled clothes
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THE GATES of heav’n unfold: Jove summons all
The gods to council in the common hall.
Sublimely seated, he surveys from far
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Whether flecks of stars or earthly made
we share the heavens ancestry
All mighty are life's kingdoms trees
that sprung from but a few seeds,
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FROM Bolton's old monastic tower
The bells ring loud with gladsome power;
The sun shines bright; the fields are gay
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I

Beauty, whose face and mystery we seek,
Forever longing and forever foiled,—
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If Mankind perished:
Exterminated cataclysmically
Like the dragon dinosaurs,
How long would our cities stand?
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JAMES B. EARLEY,

American
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From snowy mountain tops,
A view that takes my breath,
Away up in the clouds,
Covered by the mist.
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A difference of opinions just means you and i
On different subjects do not see eye to eye
And who is wrong or right is not for me to say
Since we do look at life in a different way.
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Don't fight for England anymore,
Don't fight for the chaps at the corner store,
Just go back home and close the door
'Cos England isn't England anymore.
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She tells her kittens this and that
Like any feline mother would
and she makes sure they’ve understood
Just what it means to be a cat...
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[ According to Maori mythology, the god Tiki created Man by taking a piece of clay and moistening it with his own blood. Woman was the offspring of a sunbeam and a sylvan echo .]
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In that land there lived a maiden
to us it has been often said—
this woman’s ancestry
was of faultless lineage:
she was born from Jesse’s stem.
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Truthful and right, a sun so bright,
A heavenly light, no simile for Muhammad,
It could only be described, Holy Book when I cribbed,
On my heart it's inscribed, no simile for Muhammad,
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Incredibly we all have
even orchids genes and animals
all by now know
an admixture of nature
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A governor it was proclaimed this time,
When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire
Ancestral memories might come together.
And those of the name Stark gathered in Bow,
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SCARCE had the rosy Morning rais’d her head
Above the waves, and left her wat’ry bed;
The pious chief, whom double cares attend
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-- -- Honos erit huic quoq; Pomo? Virg.


What Soil the Apple loves, what Care is due
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On the bank of Bhā gī rathī while
Lakshmaņ a deserted Sī tā to exile,
Sunshine had spread that moment
all over the regions
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We are the people, the people of Africa
We are black and proud
We are mighty and strong
We are the giants in the green Sahara;
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I can clearly see beyond colour of skin
I'm really nothing short of your next of kin
I can perceive your kind of race
Although I don't wear the same face
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Reflections
of what slicing
nuts discloses…
An affect of thinly
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Trying to turn back the pages of decaying youthful days,
hidden beneath the greys of second innings,
The wheels of time breaking the news,
What is ours is not ours anymore.....
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I've often said that I grew up
in a boyhood's perfect paradise
and here's a little bit of evidence.
If paradise has a water source,
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Never sat nor discussed with you
Neither seen you, not even from afar
Your nobility elders greatly speak
For younger nobles to comprehend and emulate
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WATER IN DESERT
MATLOOB BOKHARI

Life is not possible to survive without water.
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When sorrow
Overwhelms my soul
Of Irish ancestry
It makes my
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Culture,
What is in your culture,
What is my culture,
This is just a way of knowing,
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In a distant region of outer space
millions of light-years from where we dwell
midst what was considered a quiet place
a ‘monstrous' galaxy casts a spell.
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It was a Wednesday,
the third day of August in 1492,
when Christopher Columbus set sail
from the Iberian port of Palos.
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Sonnet-1

No gold coin I have; Do not demand any dower, O my Doe;
If you take, I can give my dowerless two hands.
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For on that coral bank, turned gently old
Maturing gorgeous broods and may enfold
Then the recurring cadence orchid supreme new
Above freedom's jangled strains and so it grew
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From your perspective.
How important is cultural identity?

'From my perspective?
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ADOPT IM

If you say, as you do,
That I am better off with you,
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He is my elder brother Lalith's class mate and his full name is Don.Padma. Bandhu
Don comes from Portuguese ancestry,
Padma denotes Lotus and Bandhu means friend in our mother tongue.
Time of course a Magician, after leaving school we met in the land of opportunity and it's almost forty years
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La Belle Dame Sans Merci 20th. Century


“O, what can ail thee, stay-at-home,
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I love my roots
And I cherish my Ruth
The first is my ancestry
And the latter is my dignity
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The Magpie like bird sang something
But still I remember this 'Ivan Rebroff' and the rest faded, .
And I referred Wikipedia, the free Encyclopedia!
Ivan Rebroff a German singer
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It is not from his form, in which we trace
Strength join'd with beauty, dignity with grace,
That man, the master of this globe, derives
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Revealed often in faces
…..Readily…..apparent
A mystery of the genes
….Genetically inherent
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The wanderlust was in them and they moved from place to place
In their horse drawn gipsy caravans but they were a happy race
Of people for they had the gift of music and they had the gift of song
And to the dispossessed of Cromwell their ancestry belong.
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I have a family

My ancestry a mystery
I was abandoned as a child.
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you start the gore
blood flows on the shore
to fight is no more
but words will reflect on your soul.
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Like the River Nile she flows with food and culture
With natural resources and unrefined treasure
Nurtured and moulded by noble ancestry
With such quality and beauty of the ebony
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When Danny Murphy was in kindergarten, just about every Saturday afternoon in autumn, he would go down to the basement and listen to the Notre Dame game with his father. That was back in the 1940s when Notre Dame had great teams. Few teams beat Notre Dame back then.

'How come Notre Dame wins all the time, Dad, ' little Danny would ask his father.
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Looking up all holidays across the napes of
Censual trees: you could say I’ve seen my mother here,
But I disbelieve:
The muse is elusive, brown bodied in the trackless skree,
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I feel I am a non achiever my life's come to nothing at all
I go to the pub meet my mates there drink beer with them and talk football
And politics and the economy and work and family and war
That seems to forever keep raging in Lands where from we live afar.
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Real work is plowing the fields
clearing grass, tilling land,
growing corn, raising chickens,
grazing cows, pasturing carabaos,
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Istanbul life pulse do you feel it as I do?

When you gaze upon mosaic maze
tapestry ancestry diversity ethnicity
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Food is of geese, blood and guts,
Under this river of blood and ancestry.
Friendly relationships come forth when adjusted
By the food granted by the authors of books
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A Bali mynah bird I be.
The island of Bali be where
My mynah line has ancestry.
But we be birds endangered there.
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You wish you could nuke prenatal haunting memories
Of being confined in the stygian aqueous space.
Dead to the world, yet wide awake in your ghostly reveries
To the danger of plummeting to earth at a snail's pace.
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A barefoot boy I went to school
To save a cobbler's fee,
For though the porridge pot was full
A frugal folk were we;
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The next steps...
Will it be civil unrest?
As the reality of their ancestry...
Brings out the beast in them.
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