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 Feb 2018 Imran Islam
Moli Quill
I love to sleep when it rains
The sound is like a sleeping spell
Trapped in that enchantment
I slowly dozed off on my bed

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Plops
Plop ploop
Plopplopplopplop
Ploploplopplopploplop
....................­.....on it goes
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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See how I made you try to figure out what that plop thing is shaped as?


Any guesses?
President Trump and the House of Representatives of the Capitol
Gun Laws need too be strict
There must be a constitution that will make the law stick
Shootings have gone way to long
Schools are for learning where guns don’t belong
Students from everywhere are letting their voices be heard
But there is little utterance in response of words
How many more Deaths that will take place in schools?
Your standpoint seems to be a refuse
This is not a political game
Guns and more guns cannot continue to remain
President Trump and House Of Representatives, please open your mind with understanding, and do what’s right
We are now in a crisis, and it has formed a continuous wounds being a plight
What would it take to get you to understand?
Bullets have no name
It’s a mater of focus and then aim
Safety should be of the most importance and priority
We now live in an uncertain society and it has become a reality
Imagine if this were your Son or Daughter shot in a school, how would you feel?
However, think of this situation in actually becoming for real
You cannot blame President Obama on this
The House of Representatives made guns a hit and miss
President Trump, this problem falls into your lap
Don’t turn your back and the students, teachers and parents get a slap
Teachers, Parents and students shouldn’t have to worry for their lives
But it is about that any given moment
Shootings having no specific announcement
Anguish and disturbed
Dead can’t utter any word
Guns do destroy
They are certainly no toy
But what about other weapons
How much more grief must the world endure
This is cut and dry in being pure
Think hard, but construct documentation that will have meaning
The world has spoken out
It’s time for Washington movement is what the world is protesting about.
Just know...
He’s had lives & loves before you
Remember that when the bricklayer or the mechanic
Asks for your hand
You’ll receive one flower
Instead of a dozen roses
Picked on his way home
Handwritten notes in your shoes
Instead of Hallmark greetings
Elaborate dinners cooked by him
Where he said he’d clean
Afterwards
But didn’t
Spur of the moment
Road trips
Instead of planned vacations
The opening of windows
For the springtime thunderstorms
Listening to the beat of his heart
While the rain drops
Drip
Drip
I
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T
O
The drain
He’ll write you with jazz playing
Wine in his bottle
Records in his head
Absorbing you into his world
And if he dies before you
And you bury him
And you mourn over him
Lasting for years
Remember his flower
His notes written just for you
And if you see his ghost
Haunting you
Then the Poet
Has fallen forever for
...You...
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