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AZ Jun 2018
I talk about a purpose that needs to be unearthed
We talk about equality why is that subject so disturbing
Why do the racists and mysoginists defend their kin
Has ethics been so foregone they find power in their skin
Have standards fallen so low we have power in the *** organs given
I cant take it much less can i explain it
Two wrongs dont make a right so where are they trying to take this
Im deciphering a code thats they cant spell out to themselves
Doing the worst cause its programmed in their brain cells
What happens when they take a bite from the poisoned tree
Does it change their perspective or make them flee
We live in society that takes pride in our ideals
Whichever side it falls on opinions are revered
And i cant stand it how can we be so naive
We cant respect what has no right to exist
Much less can we respect the argument they profess
We need to stop riding the wave and go against the tide
Before we drift back to a more evil time
A time where ****** moved millions
A time where women only cared for their children
Why cant we open our minds and our hearts
Escape a past that has potential to be forgot
But lives on in society mistakes never taught
We must take mankind forward before the future is fraught
With the injustices we shouldve left dying in drought
Had an argument about male privilege with a friend and this is all that came out of it but theres so much more to be said.
Amanda Feb 2018
M: Mischievous, your bad side
I:Intelligent, the best side of you
C: Cheerful,a presence of joy
H: Honest, as always
A: Adventurous, always willing to
E: Exclusive, your personality
L: Lovable, you always care
           Michael, one in a million
My very disgusting friend
Daisy Hemlock Feb 2018
In the middle of the night I awoke

With a lion growling in my stomach
So carefully and without a sound,
I made my way upstairs and into the kitchen
To fetch a delicious snack for this lion
That calls itself my stomach

As I opened the refrigerater
And as the pale white light it emitted
Illuminated the room,
My eyes began to scan the shelves for something to eat.
When all of the sudden
They landed on a strange
Blackish-
brownish-
greenish
Lump.

What is this strange lump?
I thought to myself.
So with the bravery of a thousand warriors,
I extended my arm
And lifted the container.
I removed the lid.
And inside
What I found
Was

What used to be an avocado.

I went back to bed.
joel jokonia Feb 2018
Do not mind my decisions
These deceased emotions
River my thoughts
Ts rot claws on them
And feed them
This disgusting way of thinking
mythie Jan 2018
The people talked to you again today.
You said they made fun of your body.
The only thing in your eyes was humiliation.
You told me they make you feel ugly.

But baby, I know you don't see what I do.
Because anything that is beautiful.
People want to break.
Unfortunately, you are beautiful.

You told me that you're ashamed of your body.
They said you're disgusting.
They told you that you were fat and unworthy.
But I'll love you no matter what form you take.

But baby, I know you don't see what I do.
Because anything that is beautiful.
People want to break.
Unfortunately, you are beautiful.

You need to realise one of these days.
The body you have.
Is the perfect one to me.
You are beautiful.
Lisa Jul 2017
Have you ever felt empty inside?
Have you ever felt that  feeling of nothingness in the pit of your stomach
and it just stays and lingers for a little while,
you can't tell if it's from the lack of emotions or food.
You say you have it under control when really it has control
One bite and your thighs are like balloons blowing up
Two bites and you are suddenly 10 pounds heavier.
Have you ever felt That beautiful feeling of a hot cup of tea going down your empty stomach almost as a warmth, cause it may be July but you are just so cold.
The concealers you use on your knuckles to hide the marks of when your teeth hit cause your finger
just can't empty out all the hate you have filling your stomach
this isn't a poem about getting better.
This is a poem of what it's like without the better ending
the story of the girl who starved her self with a plate before her.
How selfish she was.
Mike Virgl Aug 2017
The clergy men often say
"Devout and holy we gather"
"Sit down for only we"
"Interpret god"

Did you remember the day?
When all the priests that stood
Gazing from under their hood
Lied plain for you

All promising that your pay
"Would go to our most pure father"
"His heavenly host cures"
"And leads us home"

Yet, look what they did to pray
For that little girl did
Kneeling down as pearl did
For Father or for God?
Innocence stolen by men forced to dire actions by an ancient society of hypocritical monsters.

This just has been an idea of mine I've been working on, it may not be that great.
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