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Leaves and the days without so much clarity,
falling  down for you and me.
Vineyards like a colourful rainbow up the sky,
leaves, leaves saying goodbye. ..

Birds singing a strange melody,
Pink flowers  and yellow bee,
leaves going away,
I rather want to bare and stay.

Wind an rain  with sad leaves,
no grapes, no figs...
We love naturally the beauties of  leaves falling down,
I watch them like an happy miserable clown.

Snow will comes in a very dark night,
Will cover all the leaves of a dynamic white,
Wolfs and bears still in their homes,
Kings and Queens in their thrones.

Victor Marques
Leaves, falling, down
 Jul 2020 Alexa Gaskill
Poetic T
I want to be a hippie but my
mum says no, she says i smell to clean  
an short hair as a hippie just doesnt go.
  
I want to be a hippie but my dad
says no as the only drug i take is
asprin and son asprin is a drug a
hippie just cant smoke.
  
A hippie loves peace and the thought
of love, you build war machines so death
isnt for hippies and you think
love is a joke.
  
So my son you dont drink you
dont smoke or do any kind of drug, you
have short hair so a hippie you'll
never be so no means no.
To be captured,
by the radiance in your eyes,
the flow of your hair.

To be enamored by your grace,
to be a guest of honor in your life.
to be a recipient of what makes people love you.

To be a part of your family, and a family for once.
To have a place in your lineage, and a place for once.
To have a place in your heart, and someone's heart for once.

I'm independent, yet I want to be claimed.
I'm my own person, but I want to be owned.
I'm my own man, but I want to be someone's.
I cried
so much
in the past
that
no tear
is falling
from my eyes
anymore
even when
the pain
is unbearable
XIX
I am all alone
thinking about you and me
and what could've been
I just want it to end.

The hopelessness, the fear,
the constant critic in my head:
I've lived with them all for too long.

All I've ever known is this war, this endless battle.
There's nothing wrong with wanting it to end.
To wish that it didn't is cruel.

But why can't the best solution be the simplest?
Why do I have to keep fighting?

At times it's deafening,
and I'm so exhausted.

Why can't I just lay down in no man's land
and let this battle fall silent around me?

Why can't that be the end?

Because... I'll never know what's possible.
Knee to the neck
Face in the asphalt
Only in America
"Well, it must be the Black's fault!"

"Listen to the police,
...and what they're insisting!"
Floyd said he couldn't breathe
And he wasn't resisting

"Don't commit crime
...and this won't happen!"
You racist motherf@$!er,
Have you no compassion?

Did you view the same
Recording as me,
And where did you develop
Your lack of empathy?

'Relieved of duty' isn't enough
It's the bare minimum
Do right by our brothers and sisters
And charge this f@$!ing criminal

Lock up Derek Chauvin
And the others involved
Until Justice is served
This won't be resolved
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