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i will always wonder why,
the moon don't look the same
i will always wonder why
i can't cope the pain
            -
why i can't be myself anymore,
i will always wonder why,
the things ended up the way they did
why the dreams shattered with grey skies

why the sun don't seem so bright
why there is no hope for life!
A new generation
or a carry-forward
of the past
what are we?

Have we just
put on new clothes
to be different
but grasped

by what went before?
is civilisation a mere mask?
If we're mere copies
how would our virtues last?

It will only be
a new generation
if the past were cast
to oblivion- in this alone we'll trust
 Jul 4 The last Poet
Alez
Cowards
fire into the crowd,
now bullet casings
are daily bread.
When iam alone
I let myself believe
Just for a moment
That he misses me too
That maybe he thinks of me
When the sky turns soft
And the world slows down.

Bt it's not real
It's just me
Doing all the loving
In my thoughts.
Why
Why
does every word
you say
remind me
of a better day
 Jun 19 The last Poet
Nobody
i'm afraid that i'm going to turn into you
i don't want to hurt people like that
i know everyone is afraid to become their parents but i really don't want to ruin someones life
Roses are red
Netanyahu is a swine
I pray to the Lord for
A free Palestine
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I turn the music up louder
Like it will drown out my thoughts
They just adapt to the beat.
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