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Sunday, August 24, 2008. Whenever you try to argue against an Extremist, theyll try to attack you by providing remote philosophical quotations which are biased against women. And they use this dogma as proof substantiating their claims that women have always been negatively stereotyped. However, It might be too confusing to try focusing upon each separate avenue. SO, Heres a Small example of the type of longstanding literature which celebrates every mother. You could find a million others, with ease.CONTENT
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Wednesday, 27 April 2011. On the sofa you snooze. And thanks to your habits. When I ask you to tidy. Your eyes well with tears. If I point out your clutter. You moan and you pout. Well sulk on your own. I came home to find you snoozing. On the sofa after boozing. Til the early hours of morning.
A Canadian gift to the 44th President. An Article about the Project. More than five hundred poets across Canada were personally invited to respond to a competition for forty-nine poems that would tell the new American president, who is strongly arts-oriented, something essential about Canada and being Canadian. The Window is Closing! .
Sunday, November 16, 2008. Honor and The Young Soldier. Honorable soldiers, in the field. Death and danger, they do not yield. Standing tall, ready to fight. Not slowing down, they feel so ready. Into the Blackhawks, the adrenaline sets in. As they fly ever closer, to this God-forsaken land. With explosions sounding, like never-ending rockets.
What has happened to humanity? Or better yet, where is humanity? I wonder this as I watch our world,. Our world that has been hurting deeply by the brutality,. The pervasive brutality that has harmed so many.
Let me wow you with my words. I am the leviathan, the serpent of the sea;. With skin like blood fire, with a heart as hard as a millstone,. With breathe as foul as death, with one head but many many babbling demons. That all scream out; some father you are, some lover, some friend, some man,. Some bother, some christian. I am the false prophet. I have lies so clever they sound like truth, I am the silver tongue man. I have hands so bleached white like snow.