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Respect for everyone on here who acts so sweet,
Little acts of kindness everywhere,
Intelligent poetry and clever comments,
Supportive people and sometimes a kind private message.
Being on here restores my faith in humanity.
The people on here are beautiful, all in their own way.
Never I will say without flaws, we are all humans here.
No, we aren't without flaws, that us the best part,  we accept each others flaws.
Respect for everyone here who votes on my poetry.
I am happy with people like you.
And the nice comments on here, on my works and on the works of others, I am proud to be part of this community.
And to anyone who send me kind private messages, you are the best.
Respect for everyone on here, first of all for being human beings.
Secondly because you being so wonderful.
Respect and thank you
Not a poem but I want to say this, thank you everyone. Stay strong and respect
You took an inexperience soul and taught me things I didn't know.
You took the skills you have learned in life.
And embrace them upon me.

You taught me so willingly.
That till this day, you're still special to me.

You schooled me so brightly.
That-that knowledge still within me.

If a prize was awarded to you.
You be so deserving of it.
You were a science teacher to me.

You were even a math instructor too.

You taught me so kindly.
If patience was a needed too.
Then you was the technical mechanic too.

You had the skills of an artist.
The strength of a coach.
You have the common sense of the principal.

When you taught me ways to love.
You was a counselor on the subject of love.
As you taught me.

Welcome Note  every one is invited in my heart
Everyone is thank full for their bounty full love
Everyone is Cheers up in my heart
Everyone's feeling ,thoughts ,talk and love is in my heart and mind
It never erases from my mind and heart
It never forget from my thoughts
God Blessing to everyone who admire's me from heart
May God Bless their work, occupation and desires.
Great full to everyone.

Cynicism*

Urban(e) smells
suffocate our human(e)-ness
struggling to remember forests,
but still sparing with ghosts.
^^^
We use to howl and rage,
even dance at the Moon -
cursing its phases and
orangeness.
Now we only nod,
that American ****** nod
as it influences our moods;
rationalizing our ability to ****
everyone, everything
different than us;
allowing us to watch indifferently
at Gaza ethnic cleansing
as phosphorous explosions
replace both sun and moon.
It’s like watching small birds
hung by their necks
swinging
like ornaments
from brown, barren trees,
thinking: “Aaah, this must be
post - modern art.
See how their eyes bulge
and their wings droop just so
in a compelling, nihilistic sway.
Haven’‘t I seen something like this before?”
Yes, there has always been
‘strange fruit’ dangling from
the grand vistas
of the American scream.
^^^
But today,
they say  -
“We can be proud to be Americans again.”
Oh goodie!
But where is humanity in this?
And will humanity ever see the forest again?
Or dance and howl at the Moon?

Aztec Warrior
This was written after the last election and all the hype. Since we are once again witnessing yet another "democratic facade" I thought it appropriate to share...
The Old Man sat out front and watched
As the sky started to change
The clouds were forming quickly
They were looking rather strange

He said "It's time to round  'em up"
"Get ready for a ride"
"We've got to get the horses"
"And get them all inside"

"A day, maybe two at most"
"We'd best get set to hunker down"
"It won't be long before"
"We see more white than brown"

"Those clouds on the horizon"
"The way they dip and make that hole"
"That's the Window Into Winter"
"On that, I'd bet my soul"

He walked into the bunkhouse
Grabbed his gear, and looked around
He yelled, "That's The Window Into Winter"
"Snow, will soon be on the ground"

Now, normally, the clouds roll in
There's a storm and then the snow
With The Window Into Winter
It gives us time, it lets us know

"Someone get a list made"
"We need supplies, and need them fast"
"That Window won't stay open"
"It's gonna close, it will not last"

"Heed the Window into Winter"
"It gives us one more chance before"
"Jack Frost and all his helpers"
"Come knocking at our door"

Now, remember when you see it
Between the clouds up in the sky
There's a hole between the mountains
And that says, that Winter's nigh

It's The Window Into Winter
Now get along and get to work
Bring the horses in and hurry
There's things to do, so do not shirk

Once the hole has closed up tightly
And the clouds are all but one
Then The Window Into Winter
Will be no more, the fall is done.
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