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It seemed like a message from the beyond
and something to which I had to respond.
When it came to me it was a bit of a surprise
and have to admit was under a clever disguise.

It wasn’t marked by any supernatural condition
that is usually associated with things of this kind,
but was noticed with a keen sense and precision
by which it manifested its presence in my mind.
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About an experience had during a meditation session some time ago. Written in 2015.
Baffled I said...hmm
Well not organized, persay
I'm spiritual
Ya know I take desert walks in
Sandals sometimes
Hand me down the love you had before me
And sow gently the tears in your sleeve
So I can wear your heart on arms made
To hold you as you drift through sleep.
KK
Strong will
Is the best quality boost
That keeps you running to score a winning goal!
Notes (optional)
"Oh say can you see,
our land of constant misery.
Where dreams are crushed and faded,
from the Nightmare we've created.

We are born full of wonder,
till our lives are covered with terrible thunder.
Hopeless we've become,
a country so accustom to glum.

We are taught education is God,
but really it's just a facade.
Learning was never the mission,
greed caused this division.

Smart kids made depressed,
over a school system we don't address.
They can't get the perfect grades,
so they turn to blades.

State testing, grades, our lives judged by paper,
so much stress caused, some choose to meet the Maker.
Future doctors shunned because of a bad grade in History,
they are instead forced to live a life of misery.

Colleges and the goverment want only the "best",
so who cares about all the rest?
The man who could fix the economy?
Put down because of a bad grade in Biology.

Speaking of money,
wanna know what's funny?
Our future crippled with debt,
but yet they tell us not to fret.

Other countries' colleges are free,
but us Americans can surely handle such a "small" fee.
The system feeds on our scores and money,
while some of us live on crumbs, isn't that funny?

We start our adult lives behind,
and the goverment doesn't seem to mind.
We have to make the change,
we surely can't be this deranged.

We are the ones who have to fight,
with ALL of our might!
Remember, life isn't fair,
espcially in this American Nightmare......"
this is a poem about my feelings toward the American School system
Here is My
Words of perception,
They can be taken
As words with direction,
If we the people learn our lesson,
There can be no more misconseption,
Its time for a goverment confession,
Stop the digression,
Because
Our class is now in session,
With this
Supposed end of reseshion,
Shoes we wouldn't be in if not caused by
Government Assisted Oppression,
Some ignorant few,
You might take these as words of aggression,
Time to end deception
Rooted in election,
Instead of reflection
Of ones self sustain,
Endurance of pain,
Not just in ones gain
Stay sane
Don't severe the vein
That flows to the brain
Time is here, no fear
If we all play for the same team
Only then
Can we live, the American Dream
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