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Life is not sitting in your room Afraid to step out the door, Afraid of the world at your fingertips, Afraid of opportunity, afraid of change. How can something so beautiful, be so cruel?
All around are people, too Busy to Care about anything except the moment they are in, too Distracted to notice that they are not the only ones that Exist. They do not have the time to see the world
We are America... the land of the free, the home of the brave, yet we stll have many crises pertaining to inequality, poverty, Geneaolgy, social class, economic wealth and generosity.
....AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE!!! The crowd's roar, but maybe I've got a little voice telling me there's more. If bravery means winning and fighting and gore, Then I am a coward, just that and no more.
Say nothing, Do not protest, let the bigotry cause no unrest. People laugh off the the pain, like the insults some sort of jest. Say nothing,
Open up your sleepy eyes Darling Wake up from your dream This isn't paradise Face reality as it seems
The world’s ender is a great pretender, Stocks are its trade when money’s to be made, Rewards spent on vices trigger a family crisis, Losses wasted in fear, you hope to disappear, Fluid yet stable, brings bread to the table, But is profit in paper
Poetry is words that need to be said It is words trying to escape Poetry is strength when all courage has fled It is words spoken Poetry is what allows me to say, "I matter."
Freedom to choose Freedom to lose It is a thing we all hold dear It movs up in tiers Not important in our adolescence but everything in our adulthood But what if it could Be stripped away?
So it was winter break and we decided that we would go to her parents house since she would always come to mine on holidays and occasions.
Prophets. These prophets are profiting from our consciousness. These prophets are extincting our autonomous
A deep breath, inhale..exhale, a deeper thought follows.
God's greatest gift of birth in disrespect. A child's life, but now wil never be. The fate of baby, could have been with me or you. Not through love you chose to reject.