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The poor man walks with everything against him, and the people close their doors to him and see him as hated but not guilty... and he sees hostility but does not see its causes.

Even if the dogs saw him coming, they would bark at him and show their fangs

And if one day she sees a rich man walking, she longs for him and moves her tails... Even if the rich man speaks wrongly, they say you are correct and they are true to what they said... And if the poor man is correct, they all say... You have made a mistake, oh man, and you have said misguidance. The dirhams in all the gatherings cover men with awe and majesty... .

It is the tongue for those who want eloquence... and it is the weapon for those who want to fight

omnibus has gifts
believing in what we do,
for some it takes all our lives,
to find it a treasure,
standing in front of me,
the most beautiful of all gifts,
to celebrate in joy,
touched by your very presence,
opening it,seeing something beautiful,
smiling bringing in so much light
expressing a pleasure in,
my heart to you,
layed bare for only you,
as your heart opens,
with a gift of love,
i offer to you,
with my very soul,
a new beggining,
to love me,
as i do you
,my picture in you
,a gift from heaven,
my love for you

Soaked in sweat
My head feels like it has been boiled like an egg
I have diarrhea
I don't care any more about this job
It is supposed to be better than this
You have air conditioning for the managers
But they don't want to share it with the workers
I wonder how the sweat shops across the world are doing in this weather
If you work for one of these places you are at the mercy of mother nature
When it is not June, July, or August, you do ok
But this is the time when you are tested
How much crap can I put up with?
But still I am glad I make more than Vietnamese workers
Who only make 2.50 dollars a day

Another day of feeling sad and blue
I can feel the glue starting to undo
This is nothing new
I can't seem to feel fulfilled
My cup is over filled
This mood I just can't seem to kill
went to the doctor
Told him I no longer feel the thrill
He said lets see what we can do
Then he threw me a pill
Said it would stop me from feeling blue
Who is he trying to fool
Me or you
Could this be another magical pill
Or is it me he's trying to kill
I take a pill to make me eat
A pill to make me sleep
A pill to no longer feel pain
A pill to slow down my brain
A pill so I don't go insane
A pill to make me feel numb
Now I'm starting to feel dumb
I no longer know who I am
It's okay
I'll just take another pill
Go on with my day!

We want many things in this life
Love,power ,money and fame
And we want them faster
And we want all.
But we forget to ask
One thing ad maybe
The most important one.
To be a healthy person.
What sense has to have all
If u are sick and can't enjoy by all.
Better to be healthy and
Little from each one
Instead be sick and
Enjoy nothing from all.

Sounds of a great mountain roar
trembling echoes
a shaking voice,
flooding down the face
a river of tears
inside each drop
treasured sparkling crystals
pearl jewels weep.

Brings new life
honey as joy sweetly blushing
desires your beauty ,
Crowned queen of the flies bouquet colors,
a butterfly dances floats upon a sun lighting rays,
touching inside with warm wings
sweeping an angel.

Sweet gently skipping desire
hot pulse beats star lighting passion
glows behind the jewels,
baby you shine beautifully bright
when the thunder roars
beast of reality natures lion.

Loves arrow strikes
deeply blushing red
under a pink moon ,
sweetly embracing together
kissing forever spirit of the night
sparkling always uniting under your love,
when our dream becomes true
into eternity hand in hand
one masterpiece
walking to paradise
adoring the picture within you.

Michael Brown got shot
This debate on police violence has been hot
Was Michael in the wrong?
It seems somewhere before I've heard this same song
Ice T talked about it in Cop Killer long ago
There is something these police need to know
The airport screening, the drones
These freedom stealing measures make us feel more alone
Like no one cares for our welfare
Just doesn't seem very fair
The cameras, the unnecessary searches
Make the gate way arches shadows menacing lurches
Fear and untrust creep in
Where will it all end?

shadowed memories follow me
there is no hiding
and on amount of lieing will make them leave
we all dream of a better life
of hope
of love
but we hide
we hide bhind sarcasm
we hide behind false truths
behind masks
should we take the walls down
and let love in
or should we keep them up
to keep our fears away
shoud we dream of brighter days
should we dream that one day
our past is exactly that and it stays behind us
we dream
we hope
we love
we mourn
we know anger and sadness and loss
should we let our past keep us from out future
or should we go bodly on

I stood aside and gazed at you,
And with amazement, I was imbued.
How beautiful you are, I admired,
And wondered if I deserved you, I inquired.

You sat on a chair beside a tree,
Seeming like an angel, not just human, to me.
In the shade of the enveloping tree,
And the sun seemed to pause, agree.

And the wind seemed to whisper to me,
I've never seen beauty like hers, you see.
As if she were a deity,
Lost in the day, yet arriving in the night, so subtly.

You seemed to be so divine,
Beside that tree, in that light so fine.
With the wind caressing your face,
And at your feet, greenery embraced.

There will come a time when salt becomes sweeter than honey...
When cold frozen nights suddenly become sunny...
When honey that drips from your warm softened lips...
Becomes liquid bliss that I so wish to kiss...

I suppose you would wish that I wrongfully miss...
Miss the sweet bliss that I miss from your kiss...
The bittersweet drops hidden in your sweet kisses...
The kisses that this kid oh so certainly misses....