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 May 2015 Sir B
R
Untitled
 May 2015 Sir B
R
Why would I deny myself the simple pleasure of your beauty?
He's so handsome...
 May 2015 Sir B
Jackman
Life Poem
 May 2015 Sir B
Jackman
Nothing, but a checklist, is a life
Full of tasks people race to complete.
They look straight ahead, and never turn back;
To them, the future is a new frontier
Waiting to be explored until they’re done, but
Everyday is like an assignment they finish,
They wake up to go to sleep;
Checking off their lists with their retired old pens,
They want to do it over again;
Life will always be a checklist.
 May 2015 Sir B
Jackman
Expression
 May 2015 Sir B
Jackman
Gathered around the fireless pit,
The birds rejoicing to the songs;
Of easing melodies and mellow winds - no one sings along.

Tranquil, spontaneous and dynamic
is this place - we are pondering like Owls;
I wish I could sing aloud and be free, but I just sit there afoul.
 May 2015 Sir B
Jackman
Right now, a witness I am, of the ever repeating ever progressing world,
Right now, peoples’ different definitions clash in a heavy sticky stew a-broiled; but

Right now, people are looking left, many more looking right,
Right now, the pendulum is walking back - this election is up for a fight.

Right now, the people are like crops waiting for the harvest,
Right now, the farmers are making their “witty” and impulsive agendas they claim are harmless.

Right now, America has no unity - until “POW!” - we are attacked;
Right now, I wish we could fight off our extreme, utmost, and bombarding differences

Right now. To come together. Our woes, sorrows gone.
Right now, achieve safety, happiness for all, and exclusion for none.
 Mar 2015 Sir B
Walker
Clueless.
 Mar 2015 Sir B
Walker
I don't know where to begin.
I wish I could tell you.
Everyday I punch a wall once, twice maybe three times.
This isn't the worst part.
On the outside I am an image of childhood.
Innocence.
On the inside I can see what I've done to myself.
Temple.
I can feel that I've destroyed my insides, everything that keeps me alive.
I've slowly destroyed it.
Every day I add a new line, one, two, maybe even three.
You'll never know, you never ask.
Enjoy your time.
I'll enjoy mine.
 Mar 2015 Sir B
Maria
The Horror

Words cannot express how absolutely tragic this is.

Poor babies, sweet angels, gone in a moment.

Shinning young young faces stripped of their future.

No words, no words.
In memory if the tragedy in Connecticut. May our thoughts and prayers be with them
 Jan 2015 Sir B
PrttyBrd
The manifestation of pain and anger
Does't equal love's opposite
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