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muna_claud
18/F/Wandering the Earth Realistic-poem writing, curly-haired, justice-seeking girl with a loud voice.
Do you ever think about who you will marry? Who can you envision at the end of the aisle? Waiting for you, eyes trained on you, And only you I think I know But I don't know I haven't even lived a whole life yet However, I can imagine him Curly hair and glasses, Wearing a bowtie And a smile so wide It's him I think I hope I know
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Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 11:55 PM UTC
At the End of the Aisle
Life is crazy And sweet And painful And, wonderful It makes out toes curl Our faces smile Our eyes water Life makes the stars so beautiful And war so tragic Life makes us spin like butterflies in the wind, Life makes us ance And sing And laugh And cry And shout And love It makes us want to hold the whole world in our hands
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 10:40 PM UTC
Life
I wish I wish I liked STEM I perpetuate the stereotype, women studying English, and art, and languages My love of the arts, and the humanities, Is regressing women's history But it is my right My right to study art, and languages, and theatre Women's empowerment And fight for equality, is so I can study humanities, and Tiera Fletcher could study rocket science
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 2:29 PM UTC
STEM or The Arts
Have you ever marvelled at the world around you Taken a breath and been astounded Felt the breeze breathe life into your lungs Have you ever felt the thrum of the Earth Felt her heartbeat in the souls of your feet, And the tips of your toes Have you ever heard the call of the universe Felt the pull inside you, drawing you in Rooted deep within and all around Have you ever marvelled at the world around you Felt the pull in your fingers It's strength in your toes Wanted to make a difference, and know that one has already been made
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Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
Have You Ever
I'm conflicted I want to cry Feelings are dangerous, They lead on and hurt Expose and drain But they are also wonderful Feelings uplift, they swell the heart and frazzle the brain I feel too much I am one to one hundred, to thirty to four I love to feel, feel passion and serenity To love wholly and entirely
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Oct 10, 2019
Oct 10, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
Feelings
When I love, I love too much When I love, I love with my whole heart When I love I worry I always worry, About those I love I am going to lose them one day One day I am going to lose a person I love But just because I lose them, doesn't mean its the end When I love, I never want to let go When I love, It causes me pain And heartache And suffering But I love to love, Because loving and not being afraid to love, Is what makes the tears worth it in the end
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC
When I Love
Feminism fights for the rights of women AND men For all who fall in between that, and those who lie outside the spectrum It fights for African People, for Asian People, for Native American and Inuit People, for African-American People, and Hispanic People To educate the European and privileged populations And to promote empathy, and compassion Feminism fights for the rights of all, Young and old For those who are underpaid, and those who are paid far too much And that, is feminism to me
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Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC
Feminism To Me
I am sick and tired of being sick and tired I am tired of the fights, The political wars, And the real ones Of the lies and deceit, Of the blinding ignorance You don’t care You. Don’t. Care. Because you don’t have to Your brothers aren’t being shot, Your mothers aren’t being locked up Your aunts aren’t being deported, And your cousins aren’t beating themselves up You don’t care, but I wish you did What do I have to do? Because all my talking and all my speeches aren’t helping I am being called an angry child, so you can sit comfortably on your throne of privilege So please, enjoy Enjoy as your world crumbles and falls around you But know this I may be tired, I may be fed up, And I may be frustrated, But I am **** sure not done yet
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Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 11:17 AM UTC
Enjoy
Change is hard Change requires difficulty and struggle, pain and heartache Change is all around us It calls for us, beckons us to it But change means we must act The world is falling apart around us The oceans are growing Our lands are burning Our hatred of one another takes a step forward and two back We must strive for change We make changes to our lives everyday A haircut Moving into a new house Attending a global warming protest, they are all changes Change is hard Change is unnerving But the world needs change Or it is about to become a whole lot more uncomfortable
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Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 11:16 AM UTC
Change
I am mad Not just mad, I am furious People all around me lie And cheat and steal But worse they judge And assume, and stereotype So I am mad It is the privileged It is the privileged who judge the most In their white castles perched on a cliffside Their ignorance and lackluster But they say ignorance is bliss So I am mad “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” That's what our constitution says Yet how can these be ours when those who are unaccepted Those who are thrown out and tossed aside Are forced to change for those who dominate them So I am mad If only If only every Black, Asian, Native American, gay, bi, woman, and person could see That you are who you are And not who you are told to be So how am I to accept myself If a cab driver I once had rolled his eyes at me and made me squirm in my seat For wearing a pink wig and all black So I am mad I am mad Because I can not be who I am Because my curly hair is “too frizzy” Because I respect the rights of others I am mad I am mad that I still have to be mad I am mad Because there were so many before me, Yet I still have to be mad Mad that the blissful ignorance is far too ignorant Mad that a quiff-haired, white, christian boy tells me that having a pedophilic and sexist man as a president is better for the well-being of all than a woman ever could be So I am still mad I will stay mad Mad at the ignorant At the arrogant At the system for changing once proud groups of people I am mad And I will forever be mad Until I can look a KKK member in the eye without feeling like my life is at risk of ending
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 7:12 AM UTC
Complete and Utter Madness
I am mad Not just mad, I am furious People all around me lie And cheat and steal But worse they judge And assume, and stereotype So I am mad It is the privileged It is the privileged who judge the most In their white castles perched on a cliffside Their ignorance and lackluster But they say ignorance is bliss So I am mad “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” That's what our constitution says Yet how can these be ours when those who are unaccepted Those who are thrown out and tossed aside Are forced to change for those who dominate them So I am mad If only If only every Black, Asian, Native American, gay, bi, woman, and person could see That you are who you are And not who you are told to be So how am I to accept myself If a cab driver I once had rolled his eyes at me and made me squirm in my seat For wearing a pink wig and all black So I am mad I am mad Because I can not be who I am Because my curly hair is “too frizzy” Because I respect the rights of others I am mad I am mad that I still have to be mad I am mad Because there were so many before me, Yet I still have to be mad Mad that the blissful ignorance is far too ignorant Mad that a quiff-haired, white, christian boy tells me that having a pedophilic and sexist man as a president is better for the well-being of all than a woman ever could be So I am still mad I will stay mad Mad at the ignorant At the arrogant At the system for changing once proud groups of people I am mad And I will forever be mad Until I can look a KKK member in the eye without feeling like my life is at risk of ending
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