They call me a Terrorist[Intro]They call me a Terrorist3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
So, We must ask ourselves, What is the dictionary definition of "Terrorism"?
The systematic use of terror especially as a means of coercion
But what is terror?
According to the dictionary I hold in my hand, Terror, is violent or destructive acts
Such as bombing committed by groups in order to intimidate a population,
Or government into granting their demands
So whats a terrorist?
They're calling me a terrorist
Like they don't know who the terror is
When they put it on me, I tell them this
I'm all about peace and love
They calling me a terrorist
Like they don't know who the terror is
Insulting my intelligence
Oh how these people judge..
It seems like the Rag-heads and Paki's are worrying your Dad
But your dad's favorite food is curry and kebab
It's funny, but it's sad how they make your mummy hurry with her bags
Rather read The Sun than study all the facts
Tell me, what's the bigger threat to human society
BAE Systems or home made IED's
Remote controlled drones,
For Palestine PalestineFor Palestine2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I was born in Egypt
I was born in Syria
I was born in Yemen
I was born in Libya
I was born in Morocco
I was born in Tunisia
I was born in Bahrain
I was born in Qatar
I was born in Kuwait
I was born in Saudi Arabia
I was born in UAE
I was born in Iraq
I was born in Somalia
I was born in Jordan
I was born in Oman
I was born in Lebanon
I was born in Djibouti
I was born in Comoros
I was born in Sudan
I was born in Mauritania
I am an Arab proud to the very end
I'm from a family of many descents
From different Arab nations and I'm still feeling their scents
We'll always have great history to the very end
Our countries gained their freedom one by one
From occupation except one
One holy land, one beautiful land, one land that is called PALESTINE!
What it would be like to be a Palestinian?What it would be like to be a Palestinian?2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What it would be like when being a Palestinian these days?
Let's pretend it was all good
Let's pretend I had a lot of food
Let's pretend I wasn't ever poor
Let's pretend I never felt pain cos of a disease that needs a damn cure!
I was born in the West bank in Palestine
I was never that bright nothing like Einstein
Trying so hard in the deserts to survive, trying so hard to stay freekin alive
From the damn exterminating Zionist hive
Saw my parents being shot now their both with God
Now it's my Bro being shot after being marked with a red dot
Now I'm all alone surviving the weather cos it's damn hot
Hope I do not end like dead corps and smell like rot
I might sound dumb when you see me, but I ain't like those pricks you see on the T.V
You see when we defend our land, they call us terrorists just like the Taliban
You sit in your houses doing just fine
Or play volley ball on the
Paradise is under your feetParadise is under your feet4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you were nice when i was cruel
you hugged me when all the people thought i was a fool
and the way you used to carry me like I was a priceless jewel
believe me I don't deserve you in my life
but you don't care..."Leave me alone," I said
but your tears told me that this is the only thing you can't bear
when I look in the mirror i see a troubled child
but when i turn to look in your eye
I see a beautiful kid that has nothing to hide
you are the only one who is never hard to please
yet I take care of every one but you
and you never not once made your love to me decrease
the way you kiss my wounds when I bleed
the way you always stay by my side when everyone leaves
the way you always manage to put me back on my feet
but most of all the way you hug me close to your heart
How you cuddle me to let me know that it's OK to grieve
you are always my safe shore....my happy tear
a smile from you can whip away my greatest fear,
How you remember the first day I walked,
or what was my first word to tal
What is Democratic Socialism?What is Democratic Socialism?2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Democratic socialists believe that both the economy and society should be run democraticallyto meet public needs, not to make profits for a few. To achieve a more just society, many structures of our government and economy must be radically transformed through greater economic and social democracy so that ordinary Americans can participate in the many decisions that affect our lives. Democracy and socialism go hand in hand. All over the world, wherever the idea of democracy has taken root, the vision of socialism has taken root as welleverywhere but in the United States. Because of this, many false ideas about socialism have developed in the US. With this pamphlet, we hope to answer some of your questions about socialism.
Doesn't socialism mean that the government will own and run everything?
Democratic socialists do not want to create an all-powerful government bureaucracy. But we do not want big corporate bureaucracies to control
In Defense of VotingIn Defense of Voting2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Voting is easy and marginally useful, but it is a poor substitute for democracy, which requires direct action by concerned citizens.
Many Americans have a great distrust of elected officials. This is why many politicians claim that they are not "Washington Insiders" or something similar, in an attempt at populist appeal. This still does not result in large turnouts at the polls, but the sentiment is one that would appeal to many Americans both on the Right and Left, many of whom have significant qualms with both the Republicans and Democrats. This sentiment has grown especially strong with the advent of Occupy. While the Tea Party put much of their emphasis on electing sympathetic officials, Occupy has not done that because of various reasons including fear of co-option, a desire to include people of many political ideologies, and most importantly, because many Occupiers believe that the entire system is corrupt and that voting will make little di
Are Christians Better?If you believe in a religion, you are almost required to assume that your view of morality will be superior to someone else's. The euphoric feeling that God is behind you, pulling your strings to prevent you from acting badly is very addictive, but unfortunately also very destructive. At some point, any adult Christian must question how much God improves us as people and how much we are left to improve ourselves. What is the role of our own will vs. the transforming power of God? Why do Christians still act badly? If God doesn't make us better people, what is the good of Christianity at all, apart from getting us into heaven? Everyone chooses their own answer, but here is mine.Are Christians Better?2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I used to believe that following God (honestly and truly) would result in a transformation of the mind and soul that makes people desire to be more compassionate and Christlike towards others. The Spirit would be a gentle guide, never forcing us of course, but still just
La historia de los espejosLa historia de los espejos2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Mayo de 1985 - Madrugada
La luna se asoma al espejo de la laguna y ésta, celosa, le arruga el rostro con sus olas.
A mitad del trayecto entre una y otra orilla vamos en un cayuco que tiene la misma estabilidad que mi decisión de cruzar el lago.
El viejo Antonio me ha invitado a probar su cayuco.
Durante 28 noches, de luna nueva a luna llena, el viejo Antonio ha labrado, a filo de machete y hacha, un largo tronco de cedro.
Siete metros de largo mide la embarcación.
Me explica el viejo Antonio que los cayucos se pueden hacer de los troncos del cedro, la caoba,
el huanacastle o el bariy, y me señala los distintos árboles que nombra.
El viejo Antonio se empeña en mostrarme uno y otro, pero yo no alcanzo a apreciar la diferencia entre ellos;
para mí todos son árboles grandes.
Pero eso fue en el día; ahora vamos de madrugada, como es ley, navegando en esta barquita de madera de cedro
a la que el viejo Antonio ha bautizado como La Malcontent
Alfred x Reader: Down 2Alfred x Reader: Down 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred x Reader: Down 2
A/N: Sorry I just had to deal with a few complications... >.
Revenge Ch. 7Ch. 7Revenge Ch. 72 years ago in Romance More Like This
It has been almost a week since I captured Kirkland. Figuring it was about time to put him to work on the ship, I descended the creaky stairs toward the cells. I haven't spoken to the pirate the past couple days and I was anxious to know the candidates for my revenge. I stood at the door of his prison and was hit by a strong stench that smelled of sweat and moldy food. I held back my urge to gag and hesitantly stepped inside to see a man in tattered clothes and covered in dirt sitting in a corner. Scattered everywhere on the ground were the meals Francis had brought down, all untouched. I stepped over the mess and made my way to Kirkland. Stopping in front of him, I poked his forehead but gained no response. He just stared ahead lifelessly while I poked him again.
"Hey! Are you still alive? Did you break or something? Respond! Hellooo?!" Hey! He blinked. That's it; I'm done trying to be nice. I whacked him on the side of
The Unfairness of the BailoutsThe Unfairness of the Bailouts2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Though the bank bailouts of 2008 are generally not talked about anymore, they are still an perfect symbol of the way our financial system works, not so much in the fact that these "too big to fail" banks were bailed out in the first place but in the aftermath of the bailouts. Though the banks were bailed out with our tax dollars, the government attached minimal strings at best to the money that was used to keep financial institutions such as Goldman Sachs and AIG afloat. Because of the lack of strings attached to the bailout money, big businesses were able to use our tax dollars to give their executives big bonuses. And that is criminally unfair.
Although the bailouts were necessary to prevent further financial destruction, the bailouts represent something incredibly wrong with our financial system. First, the idea of a financial institution becoming so large and connected with so many people around the world that its failure would create widespread chaos. That in and of itself is some
SunsetOverlooking his now war-torn city, the silver haired country sat in silence. His body, though dressed in bandages, was eaten by scratches. He held his legs close to his chest and laid his head on top, thinking.Sunset2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No way the awesome me will ever be beaten!
A small yellow bird flew circles around him before settling atop his head. He held out a raggedly gloved hand long enough for the bird to perch itself on his index finger.
"So you came to see the great Prussia!" He laughed along with the small bird. "How'd you find me anyway? Must've been my greatness! Yeah, that has to be it!"
Prussia sat there conversing and sharing laughs with his small friend.
It wasn't until hours later that another guest joined.
"Bruder," a tall, blond German nation murmured. His footsteps made no sound while he himself made little attempt to make his presence noticed.
The bandaged country turned his head slightly to look at the person behind him. Upon seeing his younger brother, a large smile formed
Hold me Gaza...Hold me Gaza...3 weeks ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
keep your eyes open
in this endless night
as a sentinel
with no voice
you wait for the faster star
that will take you...
and that will save you...
keep your eyes open
in the waking
of the long night
is a single sound, which
yes... will never dies...
this night sails fast
over the world
I hear its noise
while I'm falling asleep
but... I'll not dream...
not this night
between war and the wonder
understand this night
all the way
of this love
because we are
we are not alone
we will burn 'till
to light the last sky
Fall of an Empire...I'm being attacked by an unknown enemy. I've been told to run ahead whilst some of my army draws off the attackers, but I don't want to leave anyone behind. We'll all go home, I promised All I know for sure is that they're a lot stronger than me I thought the war was ending? I turn around to look back for an instant to see a line of soldiers.Fall of an Empire...3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Stumbling as the first arrow pierces me I'm desperate not to cry out, not to voice pain or let you know. Because if I give in now, I'm sure you'll hear me scream.
I fall to my knees as a second arrow cuts through my without much difficulty. It's hard to stand back up but I manage to recover.
I don't even know who it is attacking me, I'm just falling apart. I can hear the rest of my army fighting behind me but it's useless.
I'm just not as strong as I once was; the heavy burden of war and constant fighting has taken its toll. I'm finally paying the price.
What will happen to my house? What will happen to the ones I care about, the only
The FearThe Fear2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
For my blood, my tears, my soul, my fear, my anger, my misery,
All I can think about, is how they will be tearing her apart,
She is more than five thousands years old, but she's barely alive and won't be breathing much longer,
She's dying and, yet they are killing her inside,
She's sick, yet nobody tries to cure her,
She's depressed and wants to speak, but everybody told her to shut up,
She's humiliated and hurt, but nobody notices nor cares,
She's starving, yet she's got very little to eat,
She's thirsty, but everything is dried up,
She's longing for love, but gets only violence in return,
Everyone; her enemies, her so-called allies and even her selfish regime, just wants a piece of her, taking her, humiliating her, making her a pet, a soulless pet, a robotic pet with no emotions nor life,
Nobody ever asked her what she really wanted for herself and for her people!
How many times, haven't they taken away the dignity of
Hetaoni After Story - Part 1"No! Italy!" Germany had him in his arms, holding him tight. He was rocking back and forth, crying in Italy's bloody clothing. His body was lifeless, motionless; he was no longer alive. But Germany didn't want to believe it. He didn't, and he pounded his fists on the ground. All he wanted was for Italy to wake up again; for he missed him dearly. What was Germany without his true, trust worthy friend, Italy? Exactly; he wasn't. That was it.Hetaoni After Story - Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prussia sat there, crying with his beloved brother. No one had ever seen Germany like this; ever. But no one cared; they all kept their eyes and attentive attention on the lifeless body that had belonged to Italy. Millions and billions of thoughts raced through everyone's' heads. It couldn't be. No one wanted this to happen, nor did a single soul ask for this to have happened. It was that damn alien.
"He..he's gone!" Germany was angry, depressed, disappointed; hundreds of emotions filled his mind and thoughts. He held onto Italy's body, which was now