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once the people taste freedom they wont return to chains.
Breeze-Mist Feb 2017
Up at the top, I
Feel like a wolf, surveying
lands below me

From that rock outcrop
The river stretches below
With its valley town

From that tower, I
See the city in its whole
Mansions and the slums

From that outpost, the
Land stretches out on both sides
Praries and coastlines

From the mountain ledge
I see the forests below reach
To suburbia

For the top's enclave
Though a little lonely, is
The lens of the world
Why I like places that are high up.
Breeze-Mist Feb 2017
Fake malware warnings
Are the most annoying thing
(To me) on the web
There are other things I don't always like online, but when it comes to sheer annoyance (rather than anger or sadness at people's actions), this takes the cake.
  Feb 2017 Breeze-Mist
Graff1980
I do not pledge allegiance to a flag
But dedicate myself to eradicating hate
I sing love, love, love, love
Knowing these words will never be enough
To raise the dead but if I can raise a head
That has been hung so low
Take one heart that does not know
That it does not beat alone
But taps in chorus with the rest of us
I pledge to write to the heart of us
Till we are synced in purpose
I will not give you some sappy slogan
Or worship a cloth symbol
Which is not even half as red
As those strangers who bled
To pretend they defend righteousness
Imagining liberty can only be defined by this
False crucifix sacrifice, I drink to life
Pledge that you will not die un-mourned
That words will not set sail unmoored
No matter if your gay or straight
Mexican, American, or poor
Brown or pink skinned
I will not give in to the only sin
That I recognize,
As **** crow thrice I will not deny
I will rise
And pledge allegiance to love
Breeze-Mist Feb 2017
The enemy of my enemy isn't necessarily my friend
Especially not when he aims a coconut at my head
While screaming that I'm a member of the ranks of the undead
I wonder why I'm reminiscing about Key West so much lately.
No matter how much the
Sun loves the Moon,
No matter how honestly,
   gently and genuine,
Half of the Moon shall always be
Hidden from the face of the Sun.
Breeze-Mist Feb 2017
Many have wondered
How the first heirarchy came
Into social life

I'm no expert, but
With my life, I'd say it was
Due to coconuts
A memory from Girl Scout camp. About six of us pretended we were stranded on a deserted island. The only reason we let my friend have an awesome shelter on the beach while we had a few palm fronds was because she was the only one who could open coconuts with rocks.
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