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  Oct 2017 Mane Omsy
Elizabeth Squires
we cannot condone those
who trash a writing zone
they waltz in and litter the abode
as if it's theirs alone
well excuse us for not liking
the bad state of our cone
before they turned up everything
had a tidiness in tone

the ******* has no sense
of where it should hang out
it just delights in strewing
its self liberally about
we're all wishing that it'll
be on the way out*
cause none of us are
fussed at its piling tout

our environment is under
a waste cloud
may we soon see a lifting
*of its grotty shroud
  Oct 2017 Mane Omsy
Tammy M Darby
With no conscience bombs were dropped
The bodies of children lay scattered
Hearts forever stopped
Home and families destroyed
Blood ran the streets
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy

They looked away
While millions died
The elected leader
By the US decried
We are here to help they said
Spreading their disease
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy

So they ***** the land
The oil and minerals seized
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy
The stars and stripes of death
Gently waves in the breeze
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy

All Rights Reserved @ Tammy M. Darby Oct. 17, 2017.
Mane Omsy Oct 2017
Danger
They wanted more
For them to suffer
To believe
This isn't the world
You can live in

Stranger
Spread words on them
For them to bow
To believe
This is the world
You could hope

Ranger
He survived enough
For himself to strive
To believe
This is the only world
He could prosper
  Oct 2017 Mane Omsy
Britni Ann
Dear 12 year old self,

don't believe him when he says that he'll never leave again.

don't believe him when he says he'll be back in six months.

don't believe him when he says that you didn't love him anyways.

don't even think for a moment, that he is good enough to be apart of your life.

Just don't, never, ever again.
                                                                                                    Love,
                                                                            your 19 year old self
Fathers... don't deserve to be fathers sometimes.
Mane Omsy Oct 2017
I thought you were poor
Now I know
What's the difference

Hence,
I feel rich
And lost
All the moments we shared was all a lie
It's when I realized that you fooled me to no limit
You're pain was your JOYSTICK
  Oct 2017 Mane Omsy
Jazeera
Once upon a time,
There was a girl
Who met a Shakespeare
They were from different places
With the same passion, poetry.

She was hopeless, until now
He was all set for a bright life.
She walked in darkness
Then,he filled with light.
She had fallen once
Now he's there for a hand.

He was her Shakespeare
she loved his every lines.
He welcomed her into his world
The world of outstanding poetry.

she felt her ship has anchored
After a long journey in the Pacific.
Thought of writing a poem for my Shakespeare
Mane Omsy Oct 2017
So he sailed
Towards the insane weather
It rained furiously
A brave lonely sailor
In the Pacific
The sharks, killer whales
They all wanted to race
They betted to break his sail

It wasn’t that huge
Neither a Dutch-man
Nor a Black Pearl
He wasn’t even as Jack
The only mercy he could receive
Is from mother nature
Through the cloudy wild ocean
His voyage to find an island
Where no man will hurt
No human will be animal
No beasts could roar
Will never anchor until he discovers

His adventure won’t be told
Generations after him
He wasn’t having company
Of a strong lady
Or a strong child
He wasn’t expecting to find
A family where he’d anchor

In search for life
In search for peace
In search for humanity
He’ll sail to his death
On that lonely little boat
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