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steve1223

NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH

The pounding of the gavel can be heard
Throughout the land, or so it is said
Nothing but truth here shall be spoke
By no word or action to be misled

Wolf next to lamb he quietly stood
No twitch of lip or blink of eye
Twas nothing there to give away
Truth be said, there was something awry

The judge spoke, his voice so loud
So that all could hear and none in doubt
Decision reached, all truths been told
In this court, none the law shall flout

Matters not whether rich or poor
In life’s station low or held up high
Truth is truth, and the law is law
Without fear or favour judgement to apply

Having lectured on about fair and just
A twitch of lip, a wolf like grin
No surprises there when verdict read
The lamb had lost, the wolf did win
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Posted: Aug 2017
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steve1223

GHOST

Hunger gnaws at my innards
But I have no money
And nowhere to call home

I drift past shop windows
Where I can see people inside eating
To the point of gluttony

But I might as well be a ghost
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
A sad fact is that the homeless and destitute in our society might as well be ghosts. They are mostly ignored and overlooked as if they did not exist.
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Yankee4you

Forgiveness (Haiku) : A Message For Peace

Don’t cause any pain
Free all those you rule or reign
Life is yours to gain

Give back some you take
Greed’s ambiguous mistake
Stain a heart with hate

Faces take much form
Good cheer and smiles do warm
Take back those which harm

Care is made with love
Rewarded you from above
Peace to make world of

All those gone astray
Will return to love one day
When fear goes away
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
It's unimaginable the good will that could be achieved if only the top 100-200 human beings in position of leadership in this world could care enough about our planet to forgive old debts and choose love over war. Let's start over!
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Unknown

Understand do you

The problem
with photos
is the same problem
with ones mind
they can be
very good
at lying
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Posted: Sep 2017
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Redex

SILENT VOICES

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The souls of my comrades cried out with mine,
beneath white stones, line after line.
Our hard fought democracy was crumbling away.
Rivulets of blood encircled the earth once again.

Our voices were mingling with man's struggles above.
Souls no longer at rest, angry and torn.
How dare leaders make nothing of history and deaths,
fought with such blind obedience and now they mock.

The winds were changing around the world.
Each country had its' own hurricane of tormoil.
I could hear the voices from long ago,
surfacing and shouting, it's tome to go.

This would be a collective march,
from us and those living above.
We would shout together against tyrannical rule.
And die not from obedience, but that we should.

The winds were changing around the world
Each country had it's hurricane of turmoil.
I could hear the voices from long ago,
surfacing and shouting, its time to go.

I doubted a change could occur
Without more blood spilling
Seeping below.
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
I wrote this poem when poetry was in my blood, in 2013. I have been re-reading my poetry hoping it would spark my visions off again.
Sadly it did not, but this poem speaks volumes as nothing has indeed changed.
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lookn2share

TIGER FLAWS

Tiger Woods is arguably one of the greats of all-time but not the best
deemed super human led to preferential treatment unfair to the rest
It affected others to hear Media say 'they're playing for second place'
when someone bested Tiger I bet they yearned to shout "In your Face"

Tiger this! and Tiger that!... inevitably became painful to my ears
constant praise was beneficial to Tiger while insulting to all his peers
Fact is Tiger was conducive to excitement in golf reaching contagious
that said..making the other golfers seem insignificant was outrageous

On numerous occasions I witnessed him more fortuitous than good
even when out of contention the focus rarely shifted from Tiger Wood
When less than his perfect self the excuses always came pouring in
it was seemingly unacceptable if almighty Tiger fell short of the win

Fact #2! NO sports figure is worth near the ridiculous money they make
real folks work lifetimes earning less than many do in one games take
Media created a "Holier than thou" Tiger which produced carelessness
arrogance turned his history making career into a nightmarish mess

Athletes guilty of beating on woman should be banned from the sport they play
cheating is also a reprehensible act Mr.Tiger Woods learned the hard way
Fans can be too much but the athlete must appease so they master the facade
I don't hate the Tiger..I do hate when ANYONE is worshiped like some god
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
Some thoughts on Tiger Woods...


P.S. Where I refer to all the rich and famous.....
I am referring to politicians as well...
and their use of facade is almost always!
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Ronnie779

Turn my back upon it all

TURN MY BACK UPON IT ALL



If I but could...
Escape from the planet of the cash
All they offer is piles of trash
Buy us off with baubles
Nice tv (to keep you doped-special deals on request!)
Brand new stereo
Have an android dear chap...

I want to go and turn way
To live life
And not just exist
All the temptations of urbania
I will resist
Go back to Mother

But they even charge you to get away
Yasgur's farm with a turnstile
They charge you for Yurts
And screw you for Tents

Twist you for a Tipi


Charge them high
Then not so many will get away
The logic of the market
The evil of the banks

I have to write
To fight
To get me free
To spin out my end
At one and at peace
Beyond the spell of the dragon

Sell my work
Just like selling my soul
The pen as a prostitute
My hand becomes its pimp

Where do we find peace?
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
I would love to go live next to nature, hippy style, for my last few years(or however long higher powers have granted me)- but they evn charge you to die, let alone live!- this poem expresses my frustration at the situation- 'urbania' is a expansion of 'suburbia'- to cover ANY urban sprawl or town...'dragon' is a reference to a life horror i allegorized in my oem 'dragons domain' also on here... my only means to reach my goal is my pen, and selling the produce of it, which makes me feel rather like an intellectual prostitute- you just cannot win, can you?...Yurs cost over 3000 uk pounds, Tipis not too far behind- there's my dilemma...
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Charliesangels22

Incompetence of the healthcare professionals!

I think often I wrote this on the 19TH/08/ 2017! 5 hours ago · City of Salford,



Absent seizures, to Anxiety, disassociation to Autism, to disconnect Dyspraxia, And OCD) the English language is atrocious, (baguette) A French loaf” do we speak French, because English, people make no sense to me. Losing balance after all gravity is moving around us, and how the numbers flicker and become mixed up as you are trying to crack codes, then here comes Dyslexia, in simple terms, one cannot spell basic words, does not apply to me.

However, can you get vocal dyslexia? Ie: thinking at such a fast rate the words come out too quick before one has time to think. Furthermore ADD, to my recent research has links to absent seizures. The eyes go funny, you get a feeling of, euphoria, you become hyper IE: Talking fast, becoming confused losing time. Or is the frontal lobe seizure a spiritual awaking out of body experience or neurology related,

OCD, one has unwanted and repeated thoughts, an imagination that can take Steven King, for his money! :-) Anxiety is fear of the unknown I am not “fearless.” I am a risk taker, however, I do not fear heights , A knock on the head is the reason why some people say to the ignorant brainwashed deluded sheep, you need a bang on the head to wake you up.To wake up to reality, to open you're eyes.



Autism, fragile x syndrome has similar traits, I was tested for fragile syndrome as a child, the results came back as a negative, tested for learning disabilities twice came back I do not have a learning disability, I had two doctors mention twice in my childcare files I have autistic traits, but didn’t diagnose me strange. There was mention I used to dissociate myself from reality as a child and went in my own world. What did those people mean by that?

In relation to a conduct disorder that was also mentioned in my child care files, a conduct disorder is Autism, related. Are they worried about diagnosing me with Asperger’s but saying I have it two years ago, if I was diagnosed the Doctors and ones involved will have no choice but to admit they failed me and exploited my human rights!


They talk in riddles, they make no sense, and they talk mumbo jumbo. Due to the lack of insight and incompetence of the healthcare professionals, I force myself to find out the answers myself of hours of extensive research until I get the answers that can be backed up that is not based on hearsay or speculation or exaggeration.
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Posted: Aug 2017
About this poem:
Reality nobody cares....
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lookn2share

WHY

Why is this life so very unkind
it's meaning impossible to find
Why do we choose to help evil thrive
care less and less if good stays alive

Why are humans inexplicably cruel
deception their most preferred tool
Why can't people be real instead of pretend
how does THE ridiculous become a trend

Why are the less fortunate cast out
human decency got lost no doubt
Why can't a broken heart easily mend
why must every beginning have an END
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Reasonable questions!
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mcradloff

Don't Call Me Names!

I am not a nerd
I am not white
I am not fat
Don't call me Sir
Or Mr.
If you want to call me anything
Mike
That would be best
So I ask what you want
To be respected
Not labeled
To be free to feel good
And not have someone rain on my parade
Peace!
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Posted: Jul 2017
About this poem:
I was watching the Breakfast Club and how the criminal was saying mean things to the other students in detention. At the end they were all buds.
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