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bullying, grief, innocence, jealousy, rights, rude,
They come in all forms.
Some are needy
and demand our
time and attention.
Some want to be rude
and boss us around.
And some are just plain jealous
we are creative and happy.
None of them deserve
the right to be protected.
We all pussyfoot around bullies
and let them rule the roost.
What's up with that ?!!
posted on July 30, 2019
abuse, addiction, allusion, anger, anxiety, assonance, courage, crush, cry, death, deep, depression, desire, destiny, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, god, happiness, hate, health, heartbreak, heaven, how i feel, humanity, hurt, imagination, innocence, inspirational, lonely, music, passion, patriotic, peace, philosophy, political, poverty, power, prison, psychological, rap, rights, truth, usa, visionary, wisdom, youth,
The only thing that is in my bong
is my gift of poetry and song.
Drugs are for thugs
that's hell in a nutshell.
I don't smoke
and I've never done coke.
I know that I don't always tell thruth
and that I like to lie.
There has been enough brains fried.
Poet till I die.
Dedicated To All The Victims Of Addiction.
abuse, addiction, adventure, age, betrayal, body, boyfriend, brother, conflict, confusion, courage, culture, death, forgiveness, fun, high school, how i feel, inspirational, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, murder, mystery, paradise, psychological, racism, rights, stress, teen, teenage, time, voice, wisdom, words, world, write, youth,
Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook
In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.
Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.
My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.
North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.
animal, death, home, leadership, longing, peace, rights,
Alone he stands looking up to the "Great Star Wolf"
the highest ranking of the great chain
ready to make his claim
Sending him short prayers no longer howling to the moon
but to the "Great Star Wolf" to lead his soul
so he might take his rightful role
Into the Cave of Souls he'll go for legend is foretold
becoming part of the "Great Star Wolves" constellation
a tiny star you will see because now he is free.
3/12/2015 Contest: Canis Lupus the Wolf
Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
Dominique Jon Apple Webb
bereavement, character, courage, cry, dad, death, deep, children, freedom, grandparents, grief, heart, heartbreak, hero, history, horror, humanity, light, loss, peace, political, psychological, remember, remembrance day, rights, soldier, strength, success, truth, uplifting, voice, war, work, world, world war i, world war ii,
(about the two wars)
I gave my life for you,
My grit was your prosperity,
So that you could do.
I swallowed at the task,
Girded myself bravely,
Prepared to have a mask.
When self-awareness engulfed,
And loneliness overcame,
Determination was loved.
I fought a man every time,
I faced the thwarting enemy,
No easy game of mine.
I strove to either succeed,
Or to sacrifice my everything,
But the opposition to impede.
I thought of family and you,
Freedom and liberty,
And the rightness of the two.
angel, death, goodbye, prayer, rights, spiritual, symbolism,
When my time passes
And there’s no breath left in me,
Take my ashes to the oceans
And set my spirit free.
There I can rejoin my friends
There I will not be alone.
There I can make my amends
There I won’t be unknown.
Far too much blood spilled onto this planet
Makes its way to the sea.
The raining of blood by droplet
Rejoining there finally.
Don’t leave me in the cold, cold ground.
No – No imprisoned tomb for me.
Let the waves be my stone bound
An anxious tide, my cemetery.
There I can float on endless waves
A moving monument to see.
And if you leave a tear on my grave
I can float it away with me…
america, culture, grief, humanity, political, rights,
sad, sad America
the rights of commerce
trump the reality that people
who do kill people with guns,
shouldn't have the right
to continue each day
to do so
marriage, religion, religious, rights, spiritual, wedding, wisdom,
It's easy to kill
It's easy to kill a relationship.
Scan the grass on the other side.
It's always greener
-from a distance!
Choose separate paths.
or build a home
away from home.
Stand on your right!
Paint a black picture.
Tear your own house down.
It's easy to kill a relationship
it's just as easy
to build it!
animals, death, food, life, natural disasters, nature, sea
I swim for my life
Free and following the waves
Don’t kill me with oil
We are all equal life in this planet. We might be smarter, but nature is stronger than
faith, family, forgiveness, hope, inspirational, life, loss, love, mother, passion, people, recovery from..., sad, son, sympathy, teengiving, me,
I know it’s the RIGHT THING to do,
When I look into MY BABY’S big brown eyes.
I’m giving HIM up, handing him over,
Telling them, I’M an INCAPABLE mother.
I thought I could be his MOMMY AGAIN,
But his WHIMPER proves me wrong.
I’m giving him up, handing him OVER,
Telling THEM, I’m an incapable MOTHER!
And today I’m signing my RIGHTS OVER.
I had a SECOND CHANCE, but I gave my baby back,
I DECIDED he was the one that DESERVED a second chance!
So, I gave him up, HANDED him over,
And TOLD them I was an incapable mother.
This is not about me. It came to me so I wrote it.
anxiety, bereavement, birth, business, father, remember, rights,
A B Conversation
This is an
A B conversation so
You C your way out
They go, don’t you know
They see, is it really about me
Talk and Talk
Is it about I, myself to spy
Talk and Talk
What do they say, hope I’m OK
Speak and Speak
They do whisper, not about this Mister
Speak and Speak
They do gossip, hopefully not of their lips
Don’t Listen, Don’t Listen
They aren’t talking about you, I knew
Don’t Listen, Don’t Listen
Chatter of the Asian Beetles and not the Cicadas.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
imagination, life, love, mystery, passion, peace, people, sad, sympathy, teen
Changing my ways
Looking for hope
Wishing for peace
Crying for help
No one hears
Trapped in someone's body
Retrieving all fears
Nobody understands you
You cant open up
You lie to yourself
Though you're hopeless enough
Capturing the attention
Of all that stare
You cant defy the hate
Your heart still makes you care
You think thoughts of anger
Combobulating for love
Dreaming big dreams
Flying away with the doves
You dont take life seriously
Although you try hard
Life is a game
So be careful how you play your cards.
angst, art, philosophy, sympathy,
Who has the godlike hand to judge
Who has the right to cast the first stone
Who may stare at me and say ... you die?
Pull the trigger
You think your hurting me?
Your killing you
Eyes close, your dead
The person standing above you ... killed you
Oh, its not human
Its a bug
What Right do you have to kill it?
Like a disease you have become a murderous thing ...
Killing "things" around you that beat with a rhythm
You are a disease
Yet, you still live
Who's gonna kill you?
Who's the malevolence that seeks revenge and says you deserve to die now?
kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr
black african american, grief,
there some of the pass
who still last
and talk about no doudt
that movement walk
to be free
some old but or gold
and very wises wiilling to give
anger, corruption, culture, death, evil, racism, rights,
Cop core culture cultivates racist malevolence,
The profiling pseudoscience.
Cop core contempt, rogue roving terrorists in blue,
Sadists through and through.
Cop core combatants harass, torture, then kill,
Another handcuffed man choked still.
Cop core cruelty depraved indifference to the defenseless.
This story of brutality is relentless.
Cop core criminal entitlement to murder at will,
The face of oppressive evil.
Published: Dissident Voice 11/29/20