Social Injustice;
from ****** to ****
from kidnapping to ******
all these things our society does best

How cold can you get?
How do you sleep with yourself?
Is your heart at rest?
Do you ever not regret?

We are the reason our nation is corrupt
We are the reason God looks down on us
I know they say God never changes
and will always be compassionate
But what if God gets fed up and turns his back on us?

Over-taxation!
Why do we have to pay so much for the food we need?

Extortion!
Why does the poor pay for the rich to eat?

Religious Persecution!
When did religion become a war of better denomination?

Police Brutality!
This grows each and everyday
Why are we being physically, mentally and emotionally abused by our 'protectors'?
What about the mothers that cry for their children?
All our prayers in vain
You even **** newborn babies,
souls die without a name

Where is your shame?
Do you feel no pain?
Society, we are sure to perish,
if these social injustices remain the same...

*writers: Jenelle and Anise

They grabbed me again tonight
With paper and pencil in hand
Being forced to sit down and write
At the latest poems demand

With both my hands chained in rhyme
Needing desperately to break free
As they slap me in and out of line
Tied to this chair of poetry

As the door to my mind creeps open
I let out the slightest of whimpers
I'm hoping against hope this ain't all she wrote
And it's not the poem with the pliers and snippers

I'm not sure I can write anymore
But his technique always brings the poetic screams out of me
He knows how to take me right to the edge
But no further into insanity

Of course I spill my guts under the pressure
Telling them all it is that I know
As they hand me the paper and pencil
And once again the rhymes start to flow

Army crawl through dirt
We are dodging the missiles
Oh no! I've been hit!
Cigarette burns, hole in my
skirt. Oh what a childhood!

Smile like a killer
The trials of a sinner
Now its our winter
Cold lifeless fingers
Grippin heart pixels
Giving art wrinkles
Lets try too be civil
Always stuck in the middle
Hoping youll get it
Im fealing pathetic
My heart is infected
And i know u wont let it
Die if you hold it
Im just trying too own it
Paper heart folded
Razorsharp moments

If u want it set in stone
I wont let u go
my head is full
Of impulsive dead pulse miracles
Unethical letting you get the tools
Needed for the best of you
Lets improve set the mood just dont get confused in solitude
This is what i wanted from you
And needed ill repeated or keep it a secret just know your my weakness my princess not leaving
Ever withought being together i fell for u and i can tell that you fell for me all the way down
Ill let emotions tell the story now

This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace,
it's overwhelming.