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- JP DeVille Jun 2022
America is the land of broken promises,
And unaccomplished dreams.

America is the land of life,
But not liberty,
And the pursuit of happiness
Has been stomped on
By governments big and small.

America was founded on the blood and toil of our forefathers,
But America will be killed
By pretenders,
By so called interpreters
Of the constitution,
By geriatrics with no sense of reason.

America is ruled by the same people
That walled Ruby Bridges from attending school.
America is ruled by the same people
That called us rapists, murderers,
Not good people.

America is the sleeping giant,
But our slumber has overstayed its welcome.
Wake up America!
Wake up oh great Roman Empire!
We are falling from within!

First they came for the blacks,
But I was not black,
So I did nothing.
Then they came for the Asians,
But I was not asian,
So I did nothing.
Then they came for the Muslims,
But I was not Muslim,
So I did nothing.
Then they came for the Mexicans,
But I was not Mexican,
So I did nothing.
Then they came for women's rights,
But I was not a woman,
So I did nothing.
And then they came for ME,
And there was no one left
To stand by me.

June twenty-fourth,
twenty-twenty two,
A day that will live in infamy.
- JP DeVille Jun 2022
She sleeps by me
I lie next to her and think of her
Her eyes closed away from me
Secrets kept hidden

Her warmth
A fireside on a cold December
My lips
Like monarchs in search of spring

I wonder if she knows I think of her

She sleeps and dreams of better days
I lie next to her and think of her

My fleeting eyes
Can see her sleeping
As they fly away

And she dreams of us
Dancing on a patch of grass

But eagles sore too far
Above the ground

And dreams like books
On a top library shelf
Always too hard to reach

So she keeps on dreaming
And so do I

I see her sleeping and think of her

I lie next to her and think of her

Her eyes kept away from me
My lips fly and my eyes soar

Underneath the covers

Lies and secrets

Closed away
- JP DeVille May 2022
I'm sorry we failed you
I'm sorry we as a society
Did nothing to protect you
It wasn't your fault
It never was
Children are not politicians
Children are not republicans
Children are not democrats
Children are not targets
Children are not targets
Children are not targets

You went to school
Like any other day
Mom or dad or a loved one
Dropped you off and waved good bye
For the final time
You were just a child
And now
Just another casualty
Maybe one day
We will do something to fix this
But not today
Today we will sit here
And wait for the next one
And the next
And the next
And children just like you
With hopes
With dreams
With loved ones
Will be nothing more
Than targets
- JP DeVille May 2022
The old men keep their secrets
And so do I
The young men speak too much
And time doesn't stand still
Everyone has wisdom to share
But their mouth trips them
And they spew *******
There is a reason
We have two ears
But only one mouth
- JP DeVille Apr 2022
I no longer love her
Or maybe I still do
Or maybe we ran out of time
To tell each other
How much love we have
Or had left

I've hurt her so much
And so has she
What's left now?
Besides the silence
That fills the room
With doubts of us

We fell in love
Then
We began falling out
Falling slowly
Ever so slowly
Into the mundane routine
Of cold kisses and obsolete hugs

That is the truth of our destiny
Our hearts filled with love
Love and empty promises
That never came to be
All the illusions we never achieved

I feel I'm walking out to sea
With the resentment weighing on me
Like stones in my pockets
And I'm starting to drown
I regret it all, I regret I ever spoke,
And I regret this poem.

I love her so.
- JP DeVille Feb 2022
I never knew freedom
Was just as much of a prison
As looking out the window
Thru four metal bars.

Another day
Still waiting
Waiting to live
Waiting to die

I see them on the streets
Cars with no destination
Aimless pedestrians
Empty bone sacks

They are me
I am them
Walking past the river
In search of water

The springs of my youth
Are flowing by like a midday parade
And I can only spectate
I thirst for more

I never knew

Spring only lasts one second
Summer an hour
Autumn an eye wink
And winter just long enough

To see myself
Behind four metal bars.
- JP DeVille Jan 2022
I tried to make it,
Did you all see that?
I tried to make it!
All I wanted to do,
Was write the most beautiful poem in the world.
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