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Zenobia Feb 2010
Don't let your words cloud your mind
For each word spoken
Lays doubt in line
Troubles with liberties,
With words you use to speak
May be arrogant that play
To match for defeat

With the whole world watching
Trafficing of spoken words
Leads to compound interest
Into the cause for wars, racism,
Political mouth piece
On solid soil
Spreading words around in this world
Could get you on a list
Jeapordizing relations of all man kind

So step back for a moment
Before you speak
Become quiescent
Don't let your words
Cloud your mind
(unpwc)Zenobia/aka/LadyZ710/2/19/2010
Selena Irulan Oct 2013
Don't let your words cloud your mind
For each word spoken
Lays doubt in line
Troubles with liberties,
With words you use to speak
May be arrogant that play
To match for defeat

With the whole world watching
Trafficing of spoken words
Leads to compound interest
Into the cause for wars, racism,
Political mouth piece
On solid soil
Spreading words around in this world
Could get you on a list
Jeapordizing relations of all man kind

So step back for a moment
Before you speak
Become quiescent
Don't let your words
Cloud your mind
Justin Case Jan 2015
First World Problems:
My coffee is too hot.
He/she made fun of me.
My Iphone is too old.
I'm too fat.
I'm too skinny.
I'm too ugly.
Nobody likes me.
I need more followers.
Need I go on?


There are more important problems in this world:
Starvation,
War,
Droughts,
*** trafficing,
Slaves in general,
Crime,
And so much more.

So why are we all so self centered?
And I know I'm a hypocrite for writing this,  
Because I do the same things.
But just stop and think how lucky you are to not have to fight every day just to get something to eat.
Think how lucky you are to have a place to live.
Be grateful for what you have and live every day to the fullest.
I started this poem expecting to write about how being depressed and lonely are real problems too...
Mateuš Conrad Jun 2017
ooh!
    mary poppins is here
  (that's with regards to the implementation
of some ponce law in england re.):
               how tobacco is sold
these days...
           gone are the days of pretty
****, ugh, cool packaging of
cigarettes and tobacco...
               it's all about deterrent
packaging... aha!
                but swan (filters)
   and rizla+ (rolling papers)
                         managed to keep their
dignity...
           what's that? ear-plugs
                              & origami material?
yep... **** straight.
                 anyway...
           you use a pickle jar...
                         after a while, what do
you get?
                  marmite goo building up
on the inside of the lid...
                              and looking at it...
i seem less deterred...
                   mind you: too much sugar
can also **** you...
                    or you mind find yourself
an amputee from too much sugar...
                             or in a diabetic coma;
so, where's the einstein moment
                  in all of these new laws of
                        selling / buying tobacco?
i just can't believe they took away
          a 3 quid's worth of 12.5 grams!
that ****** me off the most...
           or the 10s packet of chesterfields
(or any other brand)...
                       sometimes you run out,
and need an emergency "fix"...
        prior to buying 10 packets of 20s
           from some romanian or russian
on the black market -
                    why be apologetic about
smuggling?
                            it's not *** trafficing...
i'd be stupid, buying 20s at near
                        the 10 quid bench mark;
how could anyone drink
                              a litre of *** per day,
and still afford ****?
Faizel Farzee Sep 2019
Trafficing humans, when did this become a reality
When did human lives become a lucrative commodity
Is there not value in every life
I ask,
with tear stained sincerity
It's leaving families broken and consoled by fear
How do we eradicate this scourge
Shake a sleeping world
Shout! be aware
Take up arms, take aim
and release without a care
In the end
It's the families tears that's paying the fare
For these souless demons to collect their blood fare
My heart beats to the sound of dispair
Knowing this is our current world
Our saddened state of affairs.
This is becoming a serious problem, or it has been. There need to be more awareness surrounding this worldly problem. To many lights being put out by the darkness.....we need to let our light shine brighter

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