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 Sep 2016 spartan73
b for short
Instinct tells us to
grip something
when the ride gets rough.
Then, lights flicker
and a moment becomes
fight or flight.
Our guts wrench,
our souls double down,
and we listen for it.
Music has got to be proof
that this isn’t our last stop.
We’re all on this train
until we get off.
Might as well get caught
dancing this journey
to a beautiful halt.
© Bitsy Sanders, September 2016
 Sep 2016 spartan73
Jim Marchel
Every day I spend with you is a lesson learned.
I'm the C student that can never grasp anything, but you never give up on me.
You prepare me for all the tests life has in store and because of you I ace them all.
Wrote a piece a while back and thought it'd be better in parts than a standalone.
 Sep 2016 spartan73
Poetic T
I bled the pen dry, then
just threw it away  into
the trash alone...

For a moment I felt bad,
I had held it for so long
ushered my thoughts.

But now I treated it like a
one night stand, used it
and changed the sheets.

I picked up a new one and used
it as I had before, the guilt had
faded but the ink had not.
 Sep 2016 spartan73
tm
after centuries and centuries and centuries of:
pain and suffering,
chains and ankle cuffing,
segregation and impossible laws,
human degredation and deaths for the cause,
coloured lines and last picks,
work in the mines and barbie-like wigs,
culture termination and the education of self-hate,
fake freedom motivation and penitentiary execution dates,
community sabatoge and destruction of black owned schemes,
settle down for hip hop dialogue and basketball dreams
racial slurs and monkey metaphors,
television blurs and the world shutting doors,
the white man's drugs and melanin filled prisons,
talent that lacks funds and vietnam missions,
death of our black icons and imprisonment of mandela
death of trayvon and others on the death list which could go on forever...

do you have the right to tell "bottom barrels" not to dream to be on the top?
do you wonder why forgiveness is slowly yielding in the world, as if it sees a sign that says it's time to stop?

do they not say we must practice what we preach?
are they not preaching hate?
are they not preaching inequality?
are they not preaching the false levels of life?

is it too hard for the world to practice equality?
is it too hard for the world to live in harmony?
is it too hard for the world to see the similarities in our differences?
is it too hard for the world to live without fear of colours?

is it too much to ask for peace???


- t.m
right side or left side?

we are always in between--
fighting our inner demons.
we have freedom to choose--
choices that make us who we are.


what are you going to choose?
"LOVE" is define as "me" and "we"
 Sep 2016 spartan73
Sam
I'm done pretending to care.
I'm done being toyed with.
I was just a piece,
in the game of life.
one that was moved around,
Never realizing that I actually never mattered.
Things were decided for me,
I was twisted and turned to be someone,
someone that I didn't recognize.
Someone who was hopeless, who was afraid.
But now,
Things are going to change,
because I'm changing them.
I was moved before,
Now it's time for me to pick up my own piece,
and move on.  
*I'm done
Ignore the drama, and the angst.
Its all good, for now.
Trust me
Please take my hand

I'll take you to another land

Where birds still sing
And flowers grow

Mountains spring
And rivers flow

With so much love
To fill the sea

Please accept
This gift from me

Trust me
Please take my hand

I'll take you to a better land
Aku ingat awalnya
Mimpi itu aku simpan
Mimpi itu aku timbun
Aku tidak berasumsi
Aku tidak berekspektasi

Tapi kau datang
Di malam yang tidak kusangka
Mencari celah untuk masuk
Mencari cara untuk dekat
Ya, kamu waktu itu
Saat awal mula tahun ini

Secepat angin ku ada di pelukmu
Ku terbaring di kasur
Ku merasa hangatmu
Ku ada di sisimu
Ku memilikimu

Mungkin memang benar,
kata Kafka waktu itu

"He who seeks does not find, but he who does not seek will be found."

Memang mungkin,
tak perlu susah payah
tak perlu menunggu
apalagi mencari
Karena bila takdir
Ia akan datang sendiri
 Sep 2016 spartan73
Just Me R
I DIED
 Sep 2016 spartan73
Just Me R
When you took your last breath
I died.

Mum❤
 Sep 2016 spartan73
Dana Colgan
Peering through crimson curtains,
Into the life of someone new.
Peeling away their layers,
Until all becomes black, just like you.
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