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the greatest crime in the human timeline is that we killed each other enough to think it’s fine for a baby girl to hold a gun, count to nine
I had dream that one day we could make world peace Aint nobody else believe in et dream but me My moms told me the world will never change I said mom yes it will just wait and see
Hatred, Manipulation, Fraudulence, Corruption. The world we live in Should be seen as a sin.   We walk around in a mask
He who crept in isn't mundane. He is the novice of friendships and the definition of lonely. He's quiet on the outside but loud in the inside.
Dear Listeners,   We find it worthwhile, To tell you that, He was a father, But he was Black. He was a husband,
I opened a book..Of which had no title..Took a second look.. andAwakened a mind that was idle..
Will that new car make you happy? Can the latest and greatest phone  make you feel less alone? Materialistic things we want give us a smile. But they are merely just temporary tattoos that
We would like to think our world is perfect. So why would you want to change a thing? Only the ones with open minds will detect the world isn't a slide nor is it a swing. The world appears soft, but don't be fooled. It's a cold place.
Hustle hard.When it rains it pours, poursAnd I am missing you moreLike summertime smores in a wintertime stormBecause although I am a fighterI am like Macgyver using my tools in different waysShowing the world a better wayMaking this world a bette
We live in a land of hurt, a land of pain, a land of passing. Its throat is burnt, its face is plain, its lungs are gasping.   Sweep it off and ignore the beast 
Hopes and dreams, That always seems, Out of her reach. Broken lives, And stolen Dreams. Two winged sky roamer,
I am the product of my Father’s hand, a creation of God, knit carefully into a man. I am the effect of love and nurture, a home that cares and builds and corrects. I am the aftermath of disaster, of learning
I can't take it any longer. History repeats itself, I bet you'll see tomorrow. Experiences pass us by, one after another.  What you people don't see is that we all end up next to eachother.
I've heard it said- is it true? The heart of men is wicked. But does that just include men? Are women wicked? Children? Men are deceitful. Are women not? Children?
We are all born to sin we all do by age ten we done lied and even stolen too by age fifteen for most kids have seen things that weren't meant to be seen and those sights cannot be rid
When people hear that word No one thinks of the power behind it It is as deadly as any weapon on Earth And an instigator for many of the world's problems: The blood that is spilled on the battlefield of war,
Spark of frustration. Discrimination. Crime. Violence. Rape. Exploitation. Fraud. Abuse. War. Spark of fury. What would you change? Change everything that incites a fire within my soul. Eradicate injustice.
To be free. To live as those others live, with smiles plastered crookedly on all of our familiar faces visions
Bombs bursting, fire's blazing, gunshots roaring, People dying, children crying, humanity is dying. The agony, the horror, the trauma.
So many doors And so many opportunities.
If I could change one thing in this world I'd change the viper snake Because, as far as im concerned They take and take and take   Once they bite, The poison starts killing
  I have waited for the world to change,   So I can stop universal pain.   Pollution is never the clean solution.   Littering just brings local, state, and national bickering.   To animals oil spills always kills.
From the color of her skin to the definition of that boy's chin What can I change?
What would you change? What would I change? I'd chage the way peole think, Get rid of the unnceccasary judgement. Who needs that? Certainy not we. We have the power to learn,
If I could change the world, I would abolish prejudice; Or the bumpy past, That created it. No race more superior, No size more supreme. Only happiness,  And positivity gleamed.   
If I could change The World i Would change our generation from being Vanity slaves to Vanity owners of inspiration, the found hope of
A poem from the heart by: Jazmyn Edmonds  
When I hear music, I head record players and old cassettes. I hear Meet The Beatles! humming softly in the background.
As a 19 year black man in to
It started with the act of observing all of the occurrences in my community. This wouldn't have occurred if my eyes were staring at a cell phone screen.
I wish for world peace, For there to be no war, 
Ignorance is not bliss. Ignorance is                        shattering. Ignorance is                                        cruelty. Ignorance is                                                        isolating.
Lies, lies, lies, life comes as a surprise. So Many things come repeated like a musical passage, reprise. Love me or love  me not, my heart is not a toy. Simple Future,every child, just us, girl and boy. Let's grow together.
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