The old chief
Welcomed the cowboy
On peyote they discovered that eachother
Had everything in common except for their skin
Yet during that shamanatic trip they became brothers
And as brothers became an example to the world who knew not

Equality!!!

i am slowly learning
that some people are
not good for me,
no matter how much
I love them.

It was suggested to me
I should read a great book:
Why Do Men Lie.
My response was,
*Why Do Men Do Anything.

She makes puns
She laughs too hard at the wrong parts of jokes
She giggles in silence
Because of something that happened years ago
She remembers everything
Except the truth
Lies are her **** the thing on which she thrives
If her whole life is a lie then what isn't there for her to prove?
Everyday is a struggle she is destined to lose
She makes puns
She cries at night when she's supposed to be sleeping
She laughs so hard at herself
Because her disorders amuse her
She's fine but every time she thinks she's winning its the biggest lie

I walk down the street and see an old person struggling up a flight of stairs. I stop a moment to get the door for her. At lunch I overhear a woman talking to her daughter about how tight finances are, so I ask the waitress to give me their ticket and I buy their meal. Though I am not rich and famous, though I may never be widely known. I look for ways to leave my mark as I go. With each act of kindness and each gift of mercy, I hope to impress upon my fellow human that they can do the same. While kings may build monuments and the famous may champion their own cause, the simplest acts of humanity are what leave a true mark behind as we go.

The best poetics ,
Art not the ones thou seeith quote: trending!!!
          
The best poetics are the ones lost,
In the back of the room,
Forgotten jewels!!!

For those of that mislaid curtain,
May thy shaw be uplifted!!!!

Behind me and my daughter
In line for the Ferris wheel
Perhaps when you are older
You will find breastfeeding
Is the least nasty thing
Your child will do

Wait for the projectile *****
The diaper explosions
Snot handed to you
So kindly like a present
Wait for the strangers to ask you
"So when do you plan to get your body back?"

My body never left
It did the most badass thing
Any body could ever do
What have you done
With the beautiful sharp mind and body
God has given you?
Used your eyes and words
To judge other women
Looked at your tummy in the mirror and thought
"I should be skinnier."

It is a shame,
Women ought to stick together
So I'm going to tell you now
Your bodies are amazing
Magical, you might say
Life giving, you're **** right
Do not judge me
Say that my nursing toddler is nasty
Look at her face,
How can you be so cruel?
For ***** sake,
It's just a ******
I can see more of you
Pre-thirteen
In your crop top and skinny jeans
Than you can of me

I realized that they only care about you when you're close to death, but if only they knew that you already are dead.

Time is a witness -- night and day don’t get along.
Immiscible like water and oil.
Either you are black, white, or don’t belong,
A dandelion drowning in a sea of soil.

There’s always an ultimatum, a dichotomy,  
A ****** war of who's wrong or right.
Discord reigns supreme with sole autonomy,
When, in fact, the answer lies in twilight.

There is no such thing as absolutes
In a world as rich and diverse as this one.
It takes wisdom to know what constitutes
A solution to the question of who won?

The answer is not black, nor white, but gray,
A compromise where both sides have a say.