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EMD Feb 2018
I am tired of my race being degraded
Because others have bought into their stereotypes
Because you know what
I know a ditsy Asian cheerleader,
I also know an Asian ******* the Science team
One part Times at a Chinese restaurant
The other at the local grocery
I know a black man who is kind and caring
And he works at a bank
I know a black man who thinks he’s entitled to my body
With no job, because two hundred years ago
My ancestor hit his with a whip
I know a Mexican girl who was an anchor baby
Her parents came here illegally and made a life for her
They got their cards a little late, she rides horses on the side
I also know a boy’s who’s parents went through all the right channels
Both are jobless and he’s failing every class
I know white kids who are dumber than a box of rocks
Who think they’ll make a living off of video games and ball
I know white kids who try so hard to rise above
The ignorance of the past
So stop degrading me for your ignorance
Do not define me for the stereotype of my race
And I will not define you for the stereotype of yours
Race is not a definition
Nor does it entitle you to a thing

So none of this “reverse racism” crap
Racism is racism
No matter who it comes from
So let me say again
Race is not your definition
Nor does it entitle you to anything
I don’t care what anyone thinks of me for this, it needed to be said.
EMD Feb 2018
Men and women
Black and white and red and yellow
Girls and boys
Gay and straight and everything in between
Atheist and Christian and every side path
You all bleed red
Everyone of you has a heart,
They all hurt the same
Strip away the skin and all the labels
And all that will remain is the soul,
The core of your being,
Your consciousness
Strip away the skin and all the labels
Suddenly your eighty boxes turn to one
Strip away the skin and all the labels
And all that will reamain
Is people.
EMD Feb 2018
With all the stars we steal from the night sky
To put into our poems and words
It’s a wonder there’s enough left to light the night

All the times we’ve darkened the sun
With our ink filled clouds of art
It’s a wonder it still shines enough to spark the day

With every time we have hidden the moon
With our black and bleeding hearts
It’s a wonder it still glows throughout the deep gloom

With the amount of the sea we’ve borrowed
To let drip in salty dark tears into paper
It’s a wonder the fish still swim about bellow the blue

All the leaves we’ve taken from scarlet trees
With our desperate need for beauty
It’s a wonder the trees don’t stand **** in autumn wind

With all the sadness we’ve brought out of the world
To make our work worth while
It’s a wonder any still exists to dampen the hearts of the thoughtful
EMD Feb 2018
Sometimes I hold my face
The way you used to
Simply because I miss it

Sometimes I touch my knee
The way you used to
simply because I being worth holding

Sometimes I run my fingers over my lips
The way you used to
Simply because I miss yours

Sometimes I hold myself
The way you used to
Simply because I miss human contact

Sometimes I give others love
The way I used to you
Simply because I need to be felt in this world
  Feb 2018 EMD
Krista DelleFemine
Within an hour of meeting
He called me "heartbreaker."
I got the feeling
His heart was already broke
And he liked it that way
  Feb 2018 EMD
Kiahlee
This heart                              was broken
   before you came           along. Now I'm singing
Love songs. Before yo   u, someone stole my heart,
  then ripped it apart. Your smile makes me melt,
  you probably don't know how I felt. Your laugh
    makes butterflies. You're diffidently not like
      other guys. Your eyes are unlike any hue, I only
        have eyes for you.  You're amazing, kind,
          fun and spectacular too. You're sporty
             and smart that is all so true. Your
               perfect for me I'm perfect for  
                  you. You do not know yet.
                   But I've liked you ever
                      since we first met.
                          So believe me
                            when I say
                                I like
                                you.
Please don't judge too harshly. I know its a horrible heart.
  Feb 2018 EMD
E. E. Cummings
your little voice
                    Over the wires came leaping
and i felt suddenly
dizzy
     With the jostling and shouting of merry flowers
wee skipping high-heeled flames
courtesied before my eyes
                             or twinkling over to my side
Looked up
with impertinently exquisite faces
floating hands were laid upon me
I was whirled and tossed into delicious dancing
up
Up
with the pale important
                          stars and the Humorous
                                                  moon
dear girl
How i was crazy how i cried when i heard
                                            over time
and tide and death
leaping
Sweetly
          your voice
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