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Thoughts and Prayers They burn Ashtray of humanity Incense offering There is no god Thoughts and Prayers

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Apr 13, 2021

Apr 13, 2021 at 1:21 AM UTC

pinkmoon-1

Gunshot

Thoughts and Prayers They burn Ashtray of humanity Incense offering There is no god Thoughts and Prayers

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Wake up, wake up The Whole World Is Watching And your skin is crawling I wonder why it's Bubbling, boiling Is it alive or am I? Lifting the digital lid to let them in Feeds that feed my insatiable hunger For what my ex is doing now Soon becomes irrelevant When people are dying Who will lose their life In front of the next camera? Why does it take so much Just to open our eyes ? Just to listen, just Sit down Get off him, please Please. I don’t want to hear another mother Crying for her son Another wife sister brother I don’t want to watch their children Learn why their daddy died I don’t want to be this detached From loss of life because I’ve lost my life I don’t want to hear from a clown Or discuss his position, even his mind I refuse him my energy I know big and he is the smallest What is a President Sorry, who? What government The one that destroys us? Puts everyone in in cages, our strongest men, our brightest children Makes us watch From our couches From our desks Because we are that good at multitasking Pillaging, ****** recognizing Shrugging and closing the door The powerful people killing real people of power Of using color to teach color and power flowing To keep it going What does it mean To put a human beneath you We were not made for this But we built it anyway Was I made for this? I don’t want to be here God, I am lucky to be here I am here And it doesn’t take long Not to be

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Dec 2, 2020

Dec 2, 2020 at 10:01 PM UTC

seatom

Why aren't you marching?

Wake up, wake up The Whole World Is Watching And your skin is crawling I wonder why it's Bubbling, boiling Is it alive or am I? Lifting the digital lid to let them in Feeds that feed my insatiable hunger For what my ex is doing now Soon becomes irrelevant When people are dying Who will lose their life In front of the next camera? Why does it take so much Just to open our eyes ? Just to listen, just Sit down Get off him, please Please. I don’t want to hear another mother Crying for her son Another wife sister brother I don’t want to watch their children Learn why their daddy died I don’t want to be this detached From loss of life because I’ve lost my life I don’t want to hear from a clown Or discuss his position, even his mind I refuse him my energy I know big and he is the smallest What is a President Sorry, who? What government The one that destroys us? Puts everyone in in cages, our strongest men, our brightest children Makes us watch From our couches From our desks Because we are that good at multitasking Pillaging, ****** recognizing Shrugging and closing the door The powerful people killing real people of power Of using color to teach color and power flowing To keep it going What does it mean To put a human beneath you We were not made for this But we built it anyway Was I made for this? I don’t want to be here God, I am lucky to be here I am here And it doesn’t take long Not to be

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Pretend shock or chaotic mind making judgement known? All of my country is ablaze with the discontent of its offspring It’s birthing of a violent and privileged youth who know the world of their dreams is more real than the world of a grand other reality They saw the slave master’s overseer on the neck of Kunta Kinte but their grandparents just saw a black man getting smart What kind of twisted psychological manipulation had to happen for that thought to happen? Think of the programming involved? Then think of the gargantuan task of re-programming And I see with more than eyes - with the sense eyes fail to capture - I see that the anti-fascists and the pacifists marching with placards shouting their pain they are only two halves of the same t-bill One is me on a good day And the other is me on a day when my favorite uncle George got murdered by a cop I can’t judge neither one I watched some young people looting some stores The people moved quickly and indiscriminately These ones were amassing large quantities of toilet paper Or maybe it was paper towels And other loot too ...but it was the TP that grabbed me How to be angry with this? Why are you out in the mayhem, young man? Sweet young lady, why you wasting your heaven on a clean behind? If we cleaned our own messes today would be different. You can’t look away from young people looting paper goods Just because you thought the TP fairy supplied every household with a fresh daily roll What want and clawing need drives a person to loot And to loot the basics Some other kind of slave master for sure If we are so rich - So abundantly wealthy and blessed with good fortune Why are we watching men ****** men in our streets? And watching our youth burn and loot our cities behind it all? This is all of us each and every one of us If you refuse to claim it you ain't one of us You know how this started and from where we Americans came Karma plays out in each according to its own Violence begets violence and love begets love If we want change - if we care to do more than just dream - and create a better world for ourselves and our little ones future little ones than the one that was made for us then you know what must be done Only love - all the sayings and cliches are true Say them, sure, but more - live them in truth Lay down all weapons of attack Violence can only fail to never quench or suffice Drop all hatred at the source cutting the power and ending all strife We have this choice now or the other hellish death Choose now - tick tock - time **** near gone I bet you never stand around again like a crowd at a lynching again And watch a man **** a man in the streets again America Again?! You sick savage nation of shame! Show yourself and be judged by your own justice

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Jun 1, 2020

Jun 1, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC

Billie_Marie

Sick Savage Nation of Shame

Pretend shock or chaotic mind making judgement known? All of my country is ablaze with the discontent of its offspring It’s birthing of a violent and privileged youth who know the world of their dreams is more real than the world of a grand other reality They saw the slave master’s overseer on the neck of Kunta Kinte but their grandparents just saw a black man getting smart What kind of twisted psychological manipulation had to happen for that thought to happen? Think of the programming involved? Then think of the gargantuan task of re-programming And I see with more than eyes - with the sense eyes fail to capture - I see that the anti-fascists and the pacifists marching with placards shouting their pain they are only two halves of the same t-bill One is me on a good day And the other is me on a day when my favorite uncle George got murdered by a cop I can’t judge neither one I watched some young people looting some stores The people moved quickly and indiscriminately These ones were amassing large quantities of toilet paper Or maybe it was paper towels And other loot too ...but it was the TP that grabbed me How to be angry with this? Why are you out in the mayhem, young man? Sweet young lady, why you wasting your heaven on a clean behind? If we cleaned our own messes today would be different. You can’t look away from young people looting paper goods Just because you thought the TP fairy supplied every household with a fresh daily roll What want and clawing need drives a person to loot And to loot the basics Some other kind of slave master for sure If we are so rich - So abundantly wealthy and blessed with good fortune Why are we watching men ****** men in our streets? And watching our youth burn and loot our cities behind it all? This is all of us each and every one of us If you refuse to claim it you ain't one of us You know how this started and from where we Americans came Karma plays out in each according to its own Violence begets violence and love begets love If we want change - if we care to do more than just dream - and create a better world for ourselves and our little ones future little ones than the one that was made for us then you know what must be done Only love - all the sayings and cliches are true Say them, sure, but more - live them in truth Lay down all weapons of attack Violence can only fail to never quench or suffice Drop all hatred at the source cutting the power and ending all strife We have this choice now or the other hellish death Choose now - tick tock - time **** near gone I bet you never stand around again like a crowd at a lynching again And watch a man **** a man in the streets again America Again?! You sick savage nation of shame! Show yourself and be judged by your own justice

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A man driving a semi truck down a closed highway towards thousands of kneeling peaceful protestors was not an accident. My wife and I were there. I was absolutely overwhelmed by the love and solidarity I felt from the community as we chanted for justice—an elderly Black man with a walking cane telling me about how he’s still in the struggle for his grand babies; families honking and throwing up fists from their cars; teens dancing and singing; folks handing out water bottles and food. We marched from US Bank Stadium to the middle of highway 35W and knelt for a moment of silence for George Floyd. As we were still on the ground, many of us kneeling and sitting, I glanced behind me to abruptly see panicking and screaming. We jumped up and dispersed with the crowd. All I could think of was finding my wife and protecting her. We clung to each other and ran as far off of the highway as we could. Within minutes, dozens of police vehicles showed up and, as we stood in shock at the edge of the highway, one vehicle needlessly sprayed us with mace. Choking and sneezing, we hopped a nearby fence to get even farther away. As we walked down town to get to our car, already frazzled, folks kept warning us not to go down certain streets because they saw armed white supremacists waiting. Thankfully, good friends came and gave us a ride to our car. We’re home and safe now. I say all this to let folks know our message of justice and peace is being strategically infiltrated by white supremacists and police officers. This isn’t anything new. This has always happened throughout history. Plenty of others will confirm this has happened and is continuing to happen. My body is tense and my system is on fire. I feel angry—yet resilient and determined. Because I know there are more people taking care of each other and working to end systems of oppression than there are people trying to incite violence and fear. And I believe that we will win. -Joseph Micheal Davis #BlackLivesMatter #JusticeForGeorgeFloyd

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May 31, 2020

May 31, 2020 at 10:53 PM UTC

venus-raquel

5/31/2020

A man driving a semi truck down a closed highway towards thousands of kneeling peaceful protestors was not an accident. My wife and I were there. I was absolutely overwhelmed by the love and solidarity I felt from the community as we chanted for justice—an elderly Black man with a walking cane telling me about how he’s still in the struggle for his grand babies; families honking and throwing up fists from their cars; teens dancing and singing; folks handing out water bottles and food. We marched from US Bank Stadium to the middle of highway 35W and knelt for a moment of silence for George Floyd. As we were still on the ground, many of us kneeling and sitting, I glanced behind me to abruptly see panicking and screaming. We jumped up and dispersed with the crowd. All I could think of was finding my wife and protecting her. We clung to each other and ran as far off of the highway as we could. Within minutes, dozens of police vehicles showed up and, as we stood in shock at the edge of the highway, one vehicle needlessly sprayed us with mace. Choking and sneezing, we hopped a nearby fence to get even farther away. As we walked down town to get to our car, already frazzled, folks kept warning us not to go down certain streets because they saw armed white supremacists waiting. Thankfully, good friends came and gave us a ride to our car. We’re home and safe now. I say all this to let folks know our message of justice and peace is being strategically infiltrated by white supremacists and police officers. This isn’t anything new. This has always happened throughout history. Plenty of others will confirm this has happened and is continuing to happen. My body is tense and my system is on fire. I feel angry—yet resilient and determined. Because I know there are more people taking care of each other and working to end systems of oppression than there are people trying to incite violence and fear. And I believe that we will win. -Joseph Micheal Davis #BlackLivesMatter #JusticeForGeorgeFloyd

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I don't want to leave behind The world I've come to know. And I refuse to return blind From the land of ice and snow. The land of painful suffering I've come to know so well I must depart for fairer lands Then return to blazing hell. The issue here, I don't exactly know. Its fire never scorched me Its barbs have never scratched me. All I can tell you is that I don't want to go.

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Jul 21, 2016

Jul 21, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC

lark-train

I don't want to go

I don't want to leave behind The world I've come to know. And I refuse to return blind From the land of ice and snow. The land of painful suffering I've come to know so well I must depart for fairer lands Then return to blazing hell. The issue here, I don't exactly know. Its fire never scorched me Its barbs have never scratched me. All I can tell you is that I don't want to go.

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