The coconuts have got the jobs.
The race industry is a growth industry.
We despairing, they careering.
We want more peace they want more police.
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The great Engksh poet Benjamin has hit the nails on the heads, so very true! Excellent to read and huge pleasure we get. Enormously! I like all his poems very much. Congrats on being chosen as The Modern Ooem Of The Day, hoorray!
The coconuts have got the jobs. The race industry is a growth industry. We despairing, they careering. We want more peace they want more police. facts of life. tony
The coconuts have got the jobs. The race industry is a growth industry. We despairing, they careering. a great poem on the injustices.. tony
Without our dead they'd have no office. Without our tears they'd have no drink. If they stopped sucking we could get justice. The coconuts are getting paid. Men, women and Brixton are being betrayed. The evil of all age. is this race industry....... tony
Great use of repetition. Driving rhythm. Strong musicality. Immense message. It beats the heart!
They represent me without my consent. They take our sufferings and earn a salary. Steal our souls and make their documentaries. You are a genius! You nail it on the nose. Totally true. Put so succinctly. Bernie Sanders is making quite a living at it. A lot of them do very well and it''s all they could be doing.
They take our sufferings and earn a salary. Steal our souls and make their documentaries.................................... intense the urgency to make others react. Intelligent punch. Thank you.
The touching account of oppression and suppression of a race by another wonderfully versified. Well deserved modern poem of the day.
Excellent write. Business of life thrives on lynching upon others, the less fortunate ones.
Tis true the nuts do have the best jobs and even get promoted for getting things wrong?
I am glad that this poem has been selected as the modern poem of the poem of the day for second time.
for the race we get the taste of bitterness in life for the race we defeat others for the race we win running on the bl0od........../// great writings
This is a very great and powerful historical poem.The coconuts have got the jobs I love that line.
Without the2 poor! ! There is no rich person! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Without the poor! ! There is no rich person! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
'In suits they dither in fear of anarchy. They take our sufferings and earn a salary. Steal our souls and make their documentaries. Inform daily on our community. Without Black suffering they'd have no jobs.' is very touching. A nice poem.
The Uncle Toms are getting paid. The race industry is a growth industry Painful to tolerate the evolution of such a flesh trading race, making money, power and politics out of anything and everything. An eye-opener. Excellent effort. 10++++ for it.
Sob. And it is these same people who carry bibles and again represent God without His permission. Without Love there is man of cloth.