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I slept too long
do not know why
had my coffee at 9am
doomscrolling the news
on assorted media
(inter)national
        same difference

did not brighten my mood

the same idiots
spew the same phrases
they voiced one month ago
nothing has changed

and they call it progress
dear Donald
fare thee well
and may you roast
in hell
for all the damage
you have caused
After four years of demonstrating total irresponsibility and incompetence for the office, we welcome the demise of the worst U. S. president in recent history. His (non-) actions caused the death of 500.00+U.S. citizens, millions of jobs lost and families in misery. May he never be heard of again.
I add one word: Let the [orange] blowt king tempt you again...
Hamlet IV, iii: "Let the blowt king tempt you again..."

The Republican Party is a living Tragedy.
When he came after the Canal,
We did nothing.
When he came after the Island,
We did nothing.
When he came after the minerals,
We did nothing.
When he came after women,
We did nothing.
When he came after the Alliance,
We did nothing.
When he came after the Greenery,
We did nothing.
When he came after the children,
We did nothing.
When he came after the North,
We did nothing.
When he came after Liberty,
We did nothing.
When he came after Freedom,
We did nothing.
When he came after Justice,
We did nothing.
When he came after the Sheep,
We did nothing.
When he came after the Truth,
We did nothing.
When he came after Decency,
We did nothing.
When he comes after YOU,
What will they do?
NOTHING!
NOTHING AT ALL.
My blood is rebel red,
So if I bleed,
They can't keep me down.

I stay strong,
Running till I see the sun.
Back against a cliff,

This isn't the time to slip.
When your heartbeat rises, you know you're fighting for the right thing. When the things you love are safe, you know you're done. But when you battle the sunset, you've never won.
My hand moves left to right,
over a blank piece of paper,
smudging what I write.
As my sleeve
absorbs my pens red ink,
The edge of my white sweatshirt
turns a shade of light pink.
"just roll up your sleeves"
I can't, not even a little bit.
It may not seem like a big deal to you,
but that's where I hide my secrets.
You may be okay with sharing yours,
But I try to forget mine exist.
You write your secrets in a diary,
and I write mine on my wrist.
#sh
Wouldn't you miss me?
If I dropped dead.
Wouldn't you kiss me?
If this 's all I said.
You only love me when I let you pull apart my peices
I say good morning to the night
as it fades away in brightening light.
It taught me silence, gave me stars,
and held my dreams in quiet invisible bars

But now the sky begins to turn,
the sun ignites, the shadows burn.
I bow in thanks before the day
yet mourn the darkness it sweeps away.
Understanding what good morning means.
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