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 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
U Mims
THRU MY TEARS
Thru my tears I see oppression
Thru my tears I see Transgression
closed ignorant ratchet minded ENSLAVED   MENTALITY  my people traped in a world of material trendy matrix
Thru my tears I hide the wrath the wanting to shake them woke & make them see ur free so think FREE
Eyes open mind woke still I cry *** my ppl choke but stand in lines to look fly on social media doing the most but nothing important but brag & boast Instead of uplifting their slipping in to an ignorant blissful fallen under a spell being puppets plagued by ignorance of self lack knowledge the 2 biggest problems ❣❣❣ THEM telling you this is YA LIFE no my sista/brother this isn't ya road your FREE coupled with KNOWLEDGE of SELF  YOU B u'll SOAR ...FROM MARTINS "I HAVE OF DREAM".....To ROSA'S seat on the bus they fought they DIED for US 2 KNOW US
Please feel free to  critique
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Syafiq
Moon dust in your lungs
Stars in your eyes
You are a child of the cosmos
A ruler of the skies

Nebulas and constellations, created
With the sparks between us
If your eyes can't catch the vastness
Look up to the sky and ponder

As infinite as it is
My love will always
Be more.
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Samantha
life
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Samantha
A complicated past is for the future to be simple.
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Jean Lin
Waiting on the list
To get cut open
And have your insides stirred up

There are dozens of names on the list every day
And behind every name, there are
Double or triple or even multiple hearts
Suspended

So please keep in mind that
There's nothing more precious than your body.
Trust me, you don't want your name to be on that list.

It's a waiting list on which you could be either
Waiting for salvation, or
Waiting to set your foot on that glorious "Stairway to Heaven"
Which you don't really want to climb
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Syafiq
Dreamer
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Syafiq
To dream a dream
That is hard to forget
In the mist of clouds
It disappears like a sunset
Ebbing away with clarity
Reverting in my desperate mind
Like it’s a mere charity

Oh the beautiful dreams aren’t true
Knowing them is better than having no clue
The subconscience is an inconspicuous beauty
Like the roots of the tree
Entangled and buried beneath
Its beauty is hidden
Its thoughts forgotten

To dream a dream
Is finding your love
Then losing it soon
It’s the inward eye’s beauty
So beautiful, so resplendent, 
When you wake up, you soon swoon
My loving brother
I love you forever
Your bright smile
Touched my heart
Your gone but never
Forgetting ill always
Love you brother
Forever you shall
Always be apart
Of my beating heart.
David P Carroll
R.I.P Brother
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