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James Walker Mar 2016
Your eyes
they are...grey?
she smiles head shakes hair,
dances
blue?
smile brightens they
are hazel
she was very affectionate
been a long time since I met,
one like that without, the
screeching
her dog jumped
on the bed I
pushed him off pet him
she touches arm I touch
leg and
***
so much leg and we go
back to sleep
She was from Wisconsin
James Walker Mar 2016
let it be known
be shown
what there is for eyes to see
we will grow
and die
and live
and be
with
and without
but the balance is everything and
the Present is all that
exists
James Walker Mar 2016
What are those marks on your leg
I asked
After much oooh and ahh
dancing the night away
she reached over to the
window sill
and showed me a
razor blade
the marks some of them
are for me she said
it was there when she left
to ***
three kidneys made her go often
maybe just throw it away I sat thinking
I blew dark gray smoke
and left
James Walker Mar 2016
I sit here reading poetry
and waiting, waiting
People are loving
right now
walking their dogs,
shopping
playing with their kids
and eating
while I sit here and wait
to die
but death *****
and if I could I would
not die but I wasn't given
a choice
James Walker Mar 2016
Hustle and bustle in the cafe
today just like
another day
Shuffling feet
Go every way
Just a good coffee, customer
prey
they Want
they have
nothing
They're bulbous forms and
greed
Here's a tip,
Quit
and go
...Home
Six years later I started writing poetry again. 2016, my current
James Walker Mar 2016
Society and Flaw
Surely lie hand and hand
The pencil and the paper
Given to untrue man
The government corrupt, society can't see
A slave to politician, is all we'll ever be
Trained that right was right
When right was truly wrong
These thoughts instilled within us
To keep politic strong
A song was sang to lure us
Into the wicked sea
Of lies and deception, the truth can never be
Weak family, strong state
It's what's right, control their fate
Pointless electives in the college
Surely to keep us within *******
A scheme of money plain in sight
But still found hard to see
A slave to politician, is all we'll ever be
Freedom of speech is without reach
Cuz speak and you'll be found
Floating in a river, sure to be face down
Never thinking for self, always for the man
The man holds the paper, and so he's cuffed your hand
Bound to the flaws of which we cannot see
A slave to politician, is all we'll ever be
Last of my poems from 2010. Last of my poems on the war
James Walker Mar 2016
Oil
Oil, oil, black as night
Tonight we stand tonight we fight
You say it's yours but we don't care
Give us oil, that's what's fair!
War we bring cuz war we want
Missiles will sing a tyrants haunt
Flag of glory tonight made gory
Bodies will die, that's our story!
Fury ignites, revenge takes flight
Bomb us again you never will!
Tonight we come in, for the ****
Yeah we america, we so real!
We got all the oil, We can steal!
It's ours, now can we end this war?
Or will money forever make us a *****...
On the war in Iraq. 2010, age 16
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