sunflowerwitch - Hello Poetry

We lived through song. Church hymns, jazz, and folk music. We jirated, danced, and moved to any beat we could. Because when we moved, our minds were at peace. We didn't think. Didn't think of our children being murdered. Beaten. Lynched. Burned. White America will tell us that period of history is over. But I know it to be untrue. Because I still see our children being murdered. Killed in cold blood. Left to bleed out in the streets. Only this time, people aren't gathering in groups. They're not rioting against us. Happening all over the globe, cops are turning into murderers. A boy who stole a cigarillo, shot dead point blank in the head. A man with an open carry permit, shot in the chest with his baby in the back seat. A woman going to jail for a broken headlight, hung by jail guards. I don't recognize my country anymore.

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Sep 27, 2016

Sep 27, 2016 at 9:21 PM UTC

sunflowerwitch

Black Amerikkka

We lived through song. Church hymns, jazz, and folk music. We jirated, danced, and moved to any beat we could. Because when we moved, our minds were at peace. We didn't think. Didn't think of our children being murdered. Beaten. Lynched. Burned. White America will tell us that period of history is over. But I know it to be untrue. Because I still see our children being murdered. Killed in cold blood. Left to bleed out in the streets. Only this time, people aren't gathering in groups. They're not rioting against us. Happening all over the globe, cops are turning into murderers. A boy who stole a cigarillo, shot dead point blank in the head. A man with an open carry permit, shot in the chest with his baby in the back seat. A woman going to jail for a broken headlight, hung by jail guards. I don't recognize my country anymore.

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why did i have to dream about you? the memories were finally slipping from my mind like string unraveling onto a mess on the floor it was hard picturing us having a bonfire talking about music with the beer in your hand as a girl of only 10, you were my world, my rock. my only father figure, but i'd never put that on you. in my head, you were perfect. maybe you weren't, though and that's okay. i'm far from perfect now.. i haven't had a dream in a year, and the first dream i finally accomplish is of you. vividly. heartbreakingly coming back into my life our lives, which you should have done so long ago. we need you now, now that he's dead.

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Sep 27, 2016

Sep 27, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC

sunflowerwitch

Dead Tales

why did i have to dream about you? the memories were finally slipping from my mind like string unraveling onto a mess on the floor it was hard picturing us having a bonfire talking about music with the beer in your hand as a girl of only 10, you were my world, my rock. my only father figure, but i'd never put that on you. in my head, you were perfect. maybe you weren't, though and that's okay. i'm far from perfect now.. i haven't had a dream in a year, and the first dream i finally accomplish is of you. vividly. heartbreakingly coming back into my life our lives, which you should have done so long ago. we need you now, now that he's dead.

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I don't need you anymore, you're not worth fighting for. Cut the noose loose from my neck, and take back everything that is left. I'm a mess, **** I'm a wreck. Do I care? Do I dare try to survive? After everything that has happened in my life? You left, no trace. Didn't even care about my sunken in face. Long nights drinking, all day dreaming. Oh **** there's nothing to believe in. Cold nights, all day in hell. But it doesn't compare to the way that I felt. Hollow bones, hollow-er heart. Can you blame me for wanting to go back to the start?

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Sep 25, 2015

Sep 25, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC

sunflowerwitch

Sunken in Face

I don't need you anymore, you're not worth fighting for. Cut the noose loose from my neck, and take back everything that is left. I'm a mess, **** I'm a wreck. Do I care? Do I dare try to survive? After everything that has happened in my life? You left, no trace. Didn't even care about my sunken in face. Long nights drinking, all day dreaming. Oh **** there's nothing to believe in. Cold nights, all day in hell. But it doesn't compare to the way that I felt. Hollow bones, hollow-er heart. Can you blame me for wanting to go back to the start?

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My love is not controversial. You are not permitted to Define it, or make light of it. It is not my choice to love. I didn’t pick and choose. You call yourself so righteous In your morals, but you Judge us Which your dear Religion told you so often Not to. don’t call my love fake, Do not make slander. Don’t pretend that you’re better than us Do not protest at our events, It will only make you seem more Ignorant to the truth. Your closed-minded morals disgust me. Just think how many connections, Friends and acquaintances you could have. I’m sorry you judge us so easily, But I can’t care about it Any longer.

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Mar 9, 2015

Mar 9, 2015 at 1:38 AM UTC

sunflowerwitch

Morals

My love is not controversial. You are not permitted to Define it, or make light of it. It is not my choice to love. I didn’t pick and choose. You call yourself so righteous In your morals, but you Judge us Which your dear Religion told you so often Not to. don’t call my love fake, Do not make slander. Don’t pretend that you’re better than us Do not protest at our events, It will only make you seem more Ignorant to the truth. Your closed-minded morals disgust me. Just think how many connections, Friends and acquaintances you could have. I’m sorry you judge us so easily, But I can’t care about it Any longer.

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You are like a demon, walking through my life so carefree and happy to ruin all that I had left. He was like a snake, slithering through my life, and leaving so quickly. I almost didn’t notice when he slithered away. In the middle of the night, I heard the faint hiss of you leaving. They were like birds, singing songs of how I was never to forget your hiss. I was pathetic, and you were just another person who left. And everyone knew. I was like a deer, caught in the headlights of your vehicle. I was all but lost, and you didn’t care. All you did was run over me.

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Mar 9, 2015

Mar 9, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC

sunflowerwitch

Animals

You are like a demon, walking through my life so carefree and happy to ruin all that I had left. He was like a snake, slithering through my life, and leaving so quickly. I almost didn’t notice when he slithered away. In the middle of the night, I heard the faint hiss of you leaving. They were like birds, singing songs of how I was never to forget your hiss. I was pathetic, and you were just another person who left. And everyone knew. I was like a deer, caught in the headlights of your vehicle. I was all but lost, and you didn’t care. All you did was run over me.

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