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 Mar 2014
Marnelli Abian
The world trained me

To stop being me.

To fake a smile,

To act like I’m fine

To be someone they wanted to see.

They wanted :D when I’m just :(

They wanted :) when I’m really :""(

they molded me to agree,

hold back

bite my tongue

Survive?

They never asked me what I want

When all I am
Sad

Hurt

Dying

Alone

Homesick

Lonely

Judged

Ignored

St­ressed

Confused

Depressed

Misunderstood

Forgotten

Abused

Su­icidal.

I’ve been screaming so loud

But silence always covers me.

All these may just be words,

But someday, perhaps, something will pull the trigger.

Someday, sleeping will be a permanent commitment to death.

And the world won’t even stop.

It goes on.

And I’m gone.
http://inkandcappuccino.tumblr.com/post/79637755498/tamed
 Mar 2014
Joe Cole
Not my fault the rancid stink
Of water that you have to drink
Not my fault the acrid stench
of petrol fumes that fill the air
Not my fault the acid rain
destroying this once so green terain
You're the ones who put me here
to fight on your behalf
to allay your fears.
What you pay me from taxes payed
gives me a house in the everglades
Gives me a boat and top range car
While you must live in abject fear
about what for you the future holds
of twelve hour days and unpaid bills

I'm  a Politician,      you elected me
Reposted for Jonny Angel
 Mar 2014
Veena Aneev
Breaking the chains

Of society's madness

We attempt to live
If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
                                                                -Henry David Thoreau
 Mar 2014
Veena Aneev
Welcome to America
     Where education is top priority
                   With the exception of football

Welcome to America
     Where we believe in world peace
             We also believe in the biggest military in the world

Welcome to America
     Where all men and women are created equal
                 But being gay is the greatest sin

Welcome to America
      Where we like to make fun of everybody
                 Just don't call us fat

Welcome to America
       Where we love our food so much
                We've managed to make it fake

Welcome to our great patriotic country of America
          We might as well be the only country in the world
               Seriously, if it wasn't for us, the nazis would still be in power
 Mar 2014
S
they're going to trample on you, my darling.
they're going to tell you to be the perfect girl
they're going to prune you until your cheekbones are on a level of their own and your hair is as sleek as that of the girl before you.

smile for the camera, darling!

don't show your teeth
you don't want to look like a horse, do you?
cross your legs
you are a lady and must behave like one.

pluck.
wax.
shine.
buff.


don't let them trample on you, my darling.
don't let them convince you that you are stardust and moonshine and will crumble away with a single touch.

you are strong.
you are the sun.
and you will shine.
Strongest are those
who speak their mind in
the midst of adversity.
What is our reality?
Bulging waistlines and burger joints?
Sweatshops and religious fights?
Our poisoned food system and corporate profits?
Our jailrate is as high as Mao and Stalin.
These revolving doors and corruptions cannot blind us anymore.
We, the people, deserve to know.
People who hate, depreciate.
The fact is, who can we trust?
Certainly not our bankers,
but what about the Chief Executive Officers,
full of evil and greed?
What about Rana Plaza and Tazreen?
Burning bodies to ash.
And they can get away with
burning bodies?
There was the Holocaust
and then...
there was now.
I saw this girl's poem and automatically related to it. Thank you Ellen for letting me use this poem...although I wish you didn't go. :(
Eyes caked with exhaustion,
crusted with insomnia,
devoid of all curiosity.
Life has stolen them
away from you.
Fight back.
**Claim what's yours.
We are a slew of
antibiotics, genetically-modified foods, preservatives and dyes.
Our bodies contain everything that doesn't exist in nature.
No wonder why our grades are freefalling along with our pitiful economy.
We blindly invest in the pollution of our food supply and environment by wolfing down Twinkies and Doritos.
I implore you to eat what your grandma considers as food.
Not Pop-Tarts. Fruit Gushers or Swiss Rolls
but **produce.
Hide me from this world of woe.
Conceal me from these wars that rock the Earth
with covert drones and noisy machine guns.
Bury me in a tomb where discrimination doesn't consume and prejudice never gets a meal.
And if you try to say everything's alright
I'll stand up and exclaim,
"No. It's not. And we have a long way to go."
I have come to a conclusion.

We are in an endless cycle.

We wake up and think about food.
We eat sugary cereals for breakfast
so we go to school or work thinking about food.

Afterschool, we watch food and beauty advertisements
that make us feel bad about ourselves,
so what do we do?
Shop for food and clothes to make us
"feel better" and to "fill the void."

After shopping, we get tired and watch television
where we, yet again, shovel even MORE food
into our lifeless pieholes.

We also don't want to cook anything,
so our meals consist of Campbell's soups, frozen pizzas and leftovers of whatever casserole is in the house.

Even after eating dinner, we are tempted to eat more,
so we have DESSERT!

Because of our constantly on-the-go lifestyle, half the time we are not even conscious of what we're eating.

Ironically, yet predictably, we go to sleep thinking about what we will have for breakfast the next day.
Crony capitalism is not capitalism at all.
Rather, it's the justification of the act of stealing
even more money
from the poor and middle classes
and giving it to the people
**that least deserve it.
I wish I knew
which foods are truly
good for me.
Right now, I'm reading the book Wheat Belly. Thus far, I have learnt that chemical companies have pretty much oblitherated our food supply. I'm scared. This is NOT a recipe for a healthy generation.
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