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created a isolated world
than plucked
myself into reality,
for impulsive reasons.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRLQpHsItTI
Dying is not a crime
But for playing God
I'll probably do time

Pretty little euthanasia
My disconnected phone
Always going home

That open window
To the fire escape
I am the center of a lake

The kids next door
Liked to play with me
Now we don't see them anymore
Thomas W. Case's Historical Figure Poetry Challenge, Dr. Jack Kevorkian.
lust
& love,
I'm apart of
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UXDBG2bPvpk&t=534s
CommonStory Mar 11
I swirl at the thought of us human

Nobody thinks they're wrong

Yet

Nobody is doing anything right




.....
Copyright Matthew Marquis Xavier Donald 3/11/20
Steve Page Oct 2019
on saturday morning we grace around recycled rustic tables, lowering our heads over gluten free brown toast topped with gently scrambled free range eggs, adding soya milk to decaffeinated, ethically sourced coffee, self contained in guilt free reusable cups -

and still we fret.
Saturday scene in West London
Zywa Jul 2019
If you are a bad child
in the eyes of your parents
they sigh
oh, what shall

become of you?
Others are harder, they scold
you and demand respect
for authority

for faith and customs
They think you are a nihilist
because they don't understand you
and because you do understand

you cannot argue with them
But you try
to explain – no matter how nihil
the rules are, there is one anyway:

do not wrong the others
“Nihilist” is a curse during the French Revolution (1789-1799)

“Otcy i deti” (“Fathers and children” / “Fathers and sons”, 1862, Ivan Turgenev)

Collection “Different times”
Maaz Jun 2019
The pain one man feels can be felt by another.
When one man suffers, we all suffer.
But the suffering of one does not equate to that of another,
What we go through is nothing compared to our sisters & brothers.

One man may starve & no hands will reach out to feed him,
when You and I scroll through our feed, do we care for him?
In that moment, our hearts may bleed for him, but does that really matter? When a living, breathing man looks more like a cadaver.

We pile the blame on those in power
to allow our conscience to breathe,
And yet, in reality we, the people, are to blame.
For we can move mountains with our actions to help the powerless but instead we choose to lie and deny our own cowardice.
A crime we're all guilty of
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