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Got the name from a Twilight episode called "A Kind of Stopwatch". The rest was from my encouters with some rude officers at the fair and outside my apartment.
Whether you make a dollar or a billion we are 100% human. Most wars are caused by greed, fear, or power yet thousands of lives are lost due to wars. Does anyone see spoils from a victory? Or do we sacrifice lives for something the public sees no benefits. Why is war the first option? Why are we not able to see things from the others point of view?
The Thief, the Philanthropist, the Meek, and the Tyrant The greedy, the compassionate, the weak, and the violent They come to me in the greatest debate Explaining their cases, my mind contemplates The conflicting, the considering, the decisions t
When I was young and naive, I believed the world was out there, I looked at the vast continent on which I was born, my beloved Africa, And I drooled, What beasts were hidden just beyond yonder? Who lived just across that river? What was that ju
Life is as old as time in these rugged Appalachian mountains and many old people live as they always have, completely indepedent and proud.
My take on News stations, they are like vultures looking for a corpse
Cradled and comfortable for death I wept, I wept and cried a sleepless pain And the empty darkness consumed the rain For which I'm known I'm born I'm killed I'm dead, I'm dead I'm you if you were me I'm every life ended in pain I'm every life
did you catch my 'ordealing with'? one of these days, not today, I might pen something filled of non-word words...
This is not aimed at anyone here CS but just a generalised statement
Dedicated to our refugee brothers and sisters
American Grass Roots Democracy is possibly something better to talk about on the end of a long New England winter and it is called, Town Meeting Day, when important decisions are made.
"Excuse me,... Excuse me Mr Teddy Bear, but im not interested in preventing forest fires, .. You see, i live in the city. I am more interested in preventing drug abuse, gang violence, homelessness, and im also interested in trying to educate
Wake up!!! To this cruel society Look whats going on to, the forces you cant see Signs are all there We recognize & know them But its hard, to face the fear When your mind is not consciously There. You cant escape the dream When e
My new poem takes us into the world of piracy from it's early beginning to it's threat across the world today, this could happen to anyone, any time and any place, here are...."The Pirates" (Written 12 January 2013)(Editor-Marikia)
This crazy world!
Poem is story of ones who left France. to escape persecution.
They don't care about life They hold the living in contempt They watch the helpless suffer Weighing them down On their knees… Begging And for what? A little bit of something Amounting to nothing Keeps a small stomach churning At least one
Dear God, I hope you had a good day today, Today I have families in my heart, and I want to share my thoughts and requests with you about all the daddies and mommies and children everywhere…, I pray that you will help all the daddies to be p
He's a professor at the University of Chicago on political science and International Relations. Very informative.
They sent a hit They put one on my dad Lets start a war Everyone will be had Lets look for this But really go for that The weapons are hidden Must be the cat in the hat Roadside bombs One will take out a few They dont have the right armor
it dosent realy matter , if they want to connect with another just to prove life dose exist at some other place , apart from in their mind , just so they can justify their own existance..... yes we are human
Spartacus was a thracian warrior captured by the Romans..The third Servile War ended in his defeat in 71BCE..History records Spartacus was killed in the final battle and his body was never found..6000 survivors of the revolt were captured by the legions of Crassus and were crucified lining the Appian Way from Rome to Capua..This poem was written by fellow Mississippian Michael Mack from my home state in America..
It can be the smallest bite to eat Or the oldest shoes on our feet We act as if thees things are nothing Others would do anything for our waste But thats something we choose not to face Why cant we tell people the real story A man can eat a bur
The name caught my eye on a Ticketmaster calendar, so I had to check it out. Played in a smaller venue in St. Louis and I went. Got the t-shirt and her autograph. Huge fan!
its my weekly life in Bangkok, a routine I can alter but refused not to, yet somehow leaves me a choice to not go.
I have obviously been very facetious with this write in order to bring my point across, no offense meant to anyone, please, love and light…
here comes the tax man with his bedroom room tax he will hit everone with his bedroom tax rich or poor and on low income he does not care for he is the grime ripper not heart or sole he does not care, life a b*tch, lifes a struggle for ev
money no object as clock is scrap at over 30million
The word freedom is so often used today, without any real practical indications of its true meaning.
I knew if I called this mechanic he wouldn't say he was sorry or offer any apology, but I had to at least let him know it really ticked me off that they would treat me so shabbily. I don't know much about cars, but I learned this one from a neighbor who works on cars, if it makes noise when you turn, check the steering fluid, and don't overfill it or underfill it, or you will hear a squeaky noise.
Conscious thinking...
Abstractive thinking about the meaning of live, love, joy, and happiness.
how the effects of childhood can affect the way as adults look react respond ........good bad or indifferent
A satire with true overtures… Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, what would I do without her? Every morning she wakes me up at precisely the right time I asked her to the night before…, More faithful a gal, a guy could not hope for… Slowly, reluctantly, I
Musings on my pear, munch, munch
I feel sad when I look at this world of crime and offence.
I give you fair warning should you leave bad feedback you will leave me no choice but to have a 'poetic cleansing' I had the misfortune to be in a group of people where the topic of ‘ethnic cleansing’ came up ... I could not believe the number of people who saw nothing wrong with it ... to their credit most of them when they realised that it was just a nice word for mass murder completely changed their mind.
Agreement. (c) Yankee4you 2015
When we are old wrinkled and crippled with one foot in the grave destined to a house with a room where we sit stareing at a blank screen tv while on our knees we dribble as our fluoride calcifide brain decays to the last stage before our
My writing expresses experiences from many cultures around the world that I've had the pleasure of working and living among and listening to their history, stories and struggles as well as in my home America. I fight for the freedom we all are losing everyday in the current fervor of fear this is my mission through writing. Confronting the Now is the battle cry for the revolution that is sure to come. Jade Anjoun.
Apologies to the rest of the world, here it's a Big Deal...
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