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An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
Where did this illness come from?
Who is responsible for this?
I am not ready to perish
I am not ready to say goodbye
Who is responsible for these toxins?
In our air, water and food
I am only 19
I have a world ahead of me
Wait,
I have an ashtray before me
A capitalistic wasteland
Of the walking dead
Dressed in business suits
And Louis Vuitton dress shoes
Carrying brief cases of polluted thoughts
How do I stop this acidity?
How do I unite a body of 7 billion people?
Empower the people for wanting to stay alive
We could easily lose our minds
We could pull the trigger
Or overdose with a bottle of Jack
But we stand tall
Unwilling to fall
We will not collapse
All I want to do is breath
Don’t take away the Northern Winds
Leave me alone and let me prosper
While I strengthen my lungs
Let me fall asleep
Whispering Victoria in my mind
But instead I ponder my tax dollars
And I am accompanied with guilty thoughts
As you use my money to decay the minds of billions
Until it is an issue
You will not speak of this issue
Until fingers are pointed
You place blame on the companies which you sponsor
Change your ways
Before the Muskoka lakes become toxic
And the fall leaves no longer exist
I want to live
Don’t take this away from me
An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
In plans to avoid the cliché
I write this poems in memory of a man I've never met
A man stuck in my dreams
A man I have pictures of
But no more than that,
I'd love to say he's my brother that went to war
Because according to you, he'd be a hero
But regardless he's heroic
I'd love to say he's the Prime Minister
Because according to you, he'd be a great leader
But he still leads
I'd love to say he's a great writer
Because according to you, he'd be inspirational
But regardless, he inspires me
A stone covered teen-age boy
Growing up with insecurities and tremendous assumptions
Watching my parents weep on Christmas
And for the longest time I never knew why
They certainly weren't bipolar
My brother carries him on his back
In black ink
But why?
What happened?
I was always to scared to ask
But I had a head on collision with my own thoughts
Lights beaming in my eyes
Facing a shift in my reality
I inflated my chest
and asked the question filled with thousands of stories
I believed that I could decay from  my thoughts
and accompany the members of the deceased
or show my courage and accept the answer
knowing nothing can be changed
"he's your brother" my mother told me
"and he exists only in our memory"
I nodded in a bitter taste
"we have pictures and toys but,
those are his,
and now they are yours
they live with you
because we trust you can bring forth
enough love to make up for all that was taken from us
You will fix us" She ensured me
My hands shook and swam in a a sea of sweat
I could not stare them in the face
As they became the hated messenger
"We love you and your brother,
two folds
to make up for the one we've lost
Don't ever be shy to your thoughts
Express your love and be intensely compassionate
As you will be the greatest lover and friend
To ever exist"
I nodded and smiled as a tear fell from my face
drowning every question and assumption
I've ever vaulted
I write this because I do not want sympathy
However I do ask a favour
Please,
"express your love and be intensely compassionate
As you will be the greatest lover and friend
to ever exist"

Rest In Peace to a man worthy of a million Questions,
Douglas
D.R.E.A.M
I could never be more proud of this young man
He faced a disease no toddler should ever witness
Battling meningitis at the age of 2
and fell during the Christmas Holiday
And as we feel vacant and immense desolation
We cherish the strength we individually provide
Reliant on one another
Empowering one another to remain standing tall
An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
They’re gonna look back on us
In disgust
The generation of the Environmental Holocaust
That’s what they’ll call it
Destroying homes for paper and clothes
Polluting our air to see our friends down the road
What’s the point?
Are we greedy? Scared? Or Unaware?
Maybe we don’t care
Maybe the future generations don’t deserve the privileges we have
I wouldn’t agree with the above statement
But I’m just the messenger
An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
Every course should be marked on content.
In todays schooling we ask students to write final essays or regular essays to discuss their knowledge in a specific topic. However, marks are deducted for minor sentence errors, grammatical errors and style errors. But does that mean they don’t have sufficient knowledge about the topic or that the content of the essay does mean standards? No. Students lose marks for unrelated reasons. Grammar is not content. Grammar is grammar. Content could be excellent while the grammar is horrible. Philosophers potentially had the worst grammar ever, however we have glorified their thoughts for centuries.
This is where schooling has changed. And this is how schooling needs to change. Writing an essay is irrelevant to knowledge about a topic. Writing skills and understanding of content do not intertwine. If I wanted someone to apply knowledge they learned from a topic an essay is perhaps a very irrelevant way of doing so. Why judge someone on something that is, in today’s society exposed to interferences? Interferences such as grammatical errors.
If I wanted to know someones knowledge about a certain topic and wanted them to apply logic and theories they learned from courses, why not talk to them rather than using paper as a pigeon to share ideas? If it was spoken I can’t say “you lost marks because you didn’t put a period here and a comma there.” If it is spoken, you will still be able to notice if the student understands the topic. This way there is not interferences. It is strictly about content of knowledge and the students ability to apply what they have learned into specific views about a question I would have for them.
If I asked a teacher to have a class discussion where everyone had input, how would the teacher grade them? On quality of their answer, and clarity. Clarity being their ability to get to the point. However, if it is not clear, can the student make it clear for the rest of the class? Because what sometimes isn’t clear for one person, could be unclear because they are not as intelligent to be able to understand. The other student might not be so stupid because he said it in a way that is unclear. Maybe the listener is stupid because they didn’t understand? However, if the student can make it clear then their quality of the answer enhances and they will receive a higher grade.
For instance, if this was a formal essay that attempted to answer “What is wrong with schooling?” I would lose marks because I asked questions. Asking questions for some reason is not allowed? Is it informal? No. But society tells us we shouldn’t ask questions we should instead assume something and make a statement because that imposes confidence in a thought. But, if I was questioning certain aspects of something would that prove that I have sufficient knowledge towards one topic? Wouldn’t that impose that I have enough knowledge to understand details and question them? But hey, don’t formulate that statement in a question. It’s stupid. Question everything because you will never know all the answers regardless of all the resources.
By discussing a topic, the answers are direct. Content may vary depending on how much the student learned (providing the teacher is good at teaching and the proper course are in place). If the student struggles to understand a topic it will be evident in the quality of their answer. We can still see if the student is trying too hard (which is never a bad thing to set the standard high, shoot for the stars), or if the answer they have is someone else’s because they aren’t necessarily answers that they would have or words that they would use. But that is an assumption. Never assume, instead question. We can still notice if the student paid attention the course lectures and successfully answered the topic question with detail, reference, questions, relations, and application of knowledge that was taught to the student.
Just because a student can’t write a thought out on paper, does not mean they didn’t understand it. **** I used contractions, I would lose more marks there as well. See what I mean, a highschool teacher would tell me that I can’t say “Can’t” I was supposed to say “Can not” because that is formal. What is formal? Who said that is formal? Jim Joe Bob down the road? Who cares, does the student understand the topic or not? Stop docking marks for things unrelated to the subject.
If this was a writing course it would be understood why a student would lose marks for grammar and word choice and sentence structure or clarity. But students lose marks in History essays for word choice, and in political science for forgetting a period and in gender studies for saying “you” in a final essay. These are unneeded reasons for losing marks. At the end of the day does the student understand the historical importance of the topic? Or does the student understand the importance of the judiciary amongst the political system? Or does the student understand that sexism will only negatively impact society? If no, then he or she gets a bad mark, if yes, they get a good mark. Stop making up reasons for bad marks.
However, one will say; “Well what if the quality of the essay is so ****** I can’t even understand their knowledge?” This proves the instability of essays. Don’t ask for an essay. Ask to talk to the student about the topic. You’ll know if he or she understands. Just like when you go to a retail store and ask for advice about a product. We know if the associate knows what they are talking about, if they have no idea or if they are just telling us what they learned from training (which isn’t bad). Teachers potentially train students in a certain area. Why not ask a question which enforces them to apply the knowledge which they gained from the training to their answer? The teacher will know if the student knows what they are talking about (because they paid attention in training/class) or if they have no idea (because they did not understand or pay attention). Even if they retell you everything that was taught to them. Don’t they know something about the answer? Yes, it’s not the most enriched content because it was your own words but the student learned something right? Isn’t that why they go to school? To learn?
Another will say; “But we can’t escape writing. We have to do it everyday. A person must know how to write.” Fair. But why not teach writing in a writing course? One where the student will be marked on their ability to be clear in writing, or their ability to be grammatically correct, or their word selectiveness, or the sentence and paragraph structure. This seems like an appropriate course to deduct marks for incorrect application of knowledge. However, another person will ask; “then how do you teach structure and grammar?” Through exercises. Ask them to write a paper. Go through assignments as a class, encourage class participation and discussion. If the student doesn’t talk, the teacher will know what they understand therefore, how are they to give them anything but a bad mark? It’s at the student’s discretion but the proper systems need to be in place.
An example; how many people have gotten a paper back, looked at their grade and put the paper away? Did not even look at the corrections or suggestions for reasons why the mark was so poor or decent? Every one. Why not give a student a second chance? Why not scare them to do their best? Try this: Ask students to answer a question, any question. Have them hand it in 10 days from the assigned date. Students who want a good mark will use their time wisely to proof read, get the proper references and apply the correct knowledge. Students who want to get by will start two nights before. Once the papers are handed in, edit them. Once finished, return them without a mark. Wait for the students reaction. They will come up to you asking “what’d I get?”, “why isn’t there a mark?”. Tell them that, they aren’t getting a mark, they need to read the corrections and implement them. Have the paper due in three days. Once the papers are submitted, grade them. There will be less grammatical errors. At least for the students who took the time to read the corrections and implement them. The students who did not, will not receive a high grade a potentially face the threat of a failing grade. Hand the papers back with grades. Once this is done, ask for them to write another essay on a different topic. A topic such as “Should capital punishment be reinforced in Canada?” This topic is ok because you can write about any topic, its still writing. Writing is not confined to topics such as grammar, story writing or essay writing. Writing has infinite topic possibilities. But once the essay topic is given out, tell them they have 10 days to hand it in. Once handed in, give them a grade. Don’t give the chance for editing this time, and see if there is less errors for each student, ask to sit down with them and compare the errors that were made. In this way the student will learn and most importantly remember why and why not to write in certain structures while adding certain grammatical content.
With this exercise the student will learn how to clearly write, but it will take a while. It should be mandatory that students take a writing course throughout elementary and secondary school because the statement is true “we cannot escape writing”. Everyone must know how to write. But in society we struggle to remember that, just because someone can’t write something doesn’t mean they do not understand the topic. If I was to ask Einstein to write a topic on the differences of between time and space in APA format, His content would very well achieve high academic standards but his grammar and format would be god awful. It would be horrendous. He did not know how to write in specific manners, he would use his resources to learn but that was because from what we know he wanted to achieve in the highest manner possible. But he understood the content, and isn’t that what is most important? O the other hand, if I asked him to tell me about the topic, would it be more credible? Would it blow someone’s mind because they couldn’t take away marks. He would receive 100% on everything because he understood the content. That’s all that matters. For those who want to write, take writing courses. Or in today’s society, every context course is a writing course, as students are not be graded on their quality, rather, they are being graded on writing abilities. So to conclude, are we teaching history, science, politics, law, child and youth studies or are we just teaching students how to write without expanding their knowledge of the topic. We can’t base content off of what is written down,  interferences are infinite. ****, I used “can’t”. Sorry.
An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
I leaned against the countertop of the bar
A dark cloud lingering over me
"where are you" she asked
Lost I said
Everywhere but here
Everywhere but in this room
my head wanderlust
tsunamis tunneled through my thought
storms flooded my veins
mountains weighted my shoulders
I lost strength to compel
as a strain
they gain humor
as I struggle
they watch
my mind caved in
the bottle wasn't enough to dilute me
i drank myself to a midnight sweat
I ached of second thoughts and regrets
my hands shake
my knees tremble
Himalayas entrenched my curiosity
my light my intelligence
People loved me for what I was worth
but now I'm nothing
But a man of the innocent destruction
a ticking time bomb
an experimental reconstruction
People destroyed me
A test of sort
A worthy companion
polluted by corporate control and egotistic capitalism
I'm nothing now
But people like you don't help
You're more worried about Why I ache and am at loss
Rather than aiding the pain I've gone through first
Comfort detracts once curiosity overrules care and sympathy
No I don't ask for empathy and compassion
Just someone with an imagination
to be my distraction from my eternal collapse
I'm more than a societal experiment
I'm human
But today, what is that worth?
An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
helpless wandering
my back falls against the post
I sit here pondering
words to collaborate
to help elaborate my sense of mind
is it worth the work?
is it worth my time?
scrolling through yesterday
I found my self amazed, occupied and interested
in the ideas of what it would be like
temptations arouse my conscious
until my conscious kicked in
reminded me of my restraint
my shackle of freedom
my consequences
but how stupid am I to believe them
I sit restless,
it's obvious where my mind is at
it's obvious where I would like to go
it's obvious I'm clueless
my only ability is so put words together
like a wordsmith of some sort
people accept my words on paper
because they seize to believe it's true
It lacks the physical person
the voice matching through their ear
leaving behind a sense of legitimacy
but truthfully I'm speaking the truth
I do not lie to say I'm tempted
I would not lie to say I want it
But a sense of resistance disallows me
to exercise what arouses me
a restraint on one wrist
and denial in the other
the only way both will be freed
is reliance on one another
until the restraint vanishes
slips and falls loose
the denial will become acceptance
collapse and forgiveness
craving for more
aching and pleading
like a fix of *******
until I succeed it
until I give in
until I provide
it would crave and curl up
upon the darkness in the atmosphere
it would obsess until I say yes
so in sympathy to provide
and empathy to aid
she would dream wish and crave
me, the man of infinite words
the man of handcuffs and strait jackets
the man of wombs and catacombs
the man tightened up and tucked away
and she fails to realize
by saying no out of morality
she fails to get what she wants
as I remains shackled to my poor excuse
I seem to call my reality
An Uncommon Poet Sep 2014
a man overpowered as usual
but I don't want to confuse you
or make you delusional
you say I'm redundant
but ***** I love it
you can't resist me
although you claim you don't need me
believe me
you wouldn't live three days without me
don't doubt it
it's exhausting
poisonous like the fumes from your exhaust
it's diabolical until someone restrains me
stops and halts me
try to walk out the door
I dare you
it scares you
because you know you could never comeback
it'd be a failure like Kobe's comeback
March your *** out that door
sing a song if you need motivation
actually don't your voice causes degradation
and for me, just irritation
see ya later, Sianara
slam the door behind you,
it'd have more of a melody
what're you gonna do without me
you're insane hunny
don't play me like it's my issues
they could make issues on your issues
oblivious to your egotistical *******
can't bare it or hold it
even though it's big enough to be tangible
but too big for my shoulders to manage it
where's Dwayne Johnson and his Johnson
he'll need the extra hand to handle it
I guess what I'm trying to say is
I'd love it if you disappeared
became inexistent like your excuse for a commitment
I was out for a run
I stayed late for class
school of **** I'll take a guess
Is jack black there too?
did you beat the drum or blow the horn
you come home and ignore me
but when I try to leave or flip my ****
you adore me
you love to see the sweat of my brow
and the ache in my neck
my hand shake and lips quiver
you're that little sliver in my skin
the nail in my coffin
knife in my back
but hold on, relax
I'm bulletproof
armored and foolproof
you'd need a AK to halt my day
It's under my bed
grab it and try to point it at my head
I dare you,
you know you would have woken up Sunday
to it pointing at you in bed
Misfire after misfire
so much gunpowder and fumes started a fire
the house burned to the ground
til I turned around and saw standing silently
but making the loudest sound
silence and incompetence
isn't that what this relationship is like
constant fights, night after night
looking back at it I'm glad my life's not like that
but today is it debatable?
domestic violence, divorce and confinement
restraining orders, theft, drugs and alcohol
the intoxication of one man or woman
is enough to intoxicate you for more than a few hours
you lose all power
to control and live successfully
instead more drama then Johny drama
after an audition
in comparison most relationships nowadays
are like auditions and trials
approached in-denial
after this your life will be nothing more than a file
in the cabinet of let downs and losers
**** ups and collapses
stand up and figure your **** out
don't be a statistic
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