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Poet 5068 Mar 2012
I am nature
I am open and wild and free
I am the wind rushing down canyons and the hollering in banyans
I am a bird that sings
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things

I am civilization.
The trapped, fluorescent lighting in a library basement.
The cake walks and small talks and forced conversation.
I am the beeps and hums and dirt on bums.
I’m the faraway cell phone that rings.
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things.


I am exuberance
A child giggling loud sounds of joy
Puzzle completers and Christmas toys
Smiles and laughs and leaves of grass
The casino machine that dings
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things

I am anger.
Tears, scares, and not fighting fair.
I am the red in your eyes as you cry.
I am a ghoul that comes out in the night.
I am the cut that won’t cease to sting.
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things.

I am ideas
Originality through and through
Creations of my own evolve in my mind
Great sinewy thoughts searching for actions to bind
Mister Cleans and Daedalus wings
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things

I am silence.
Quiet. Tight. Composure.
Open. Weary. Closure.
I am the stillness of being.
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things.*

I am alive
I set Rube Goldberg machines into action
I contemplate, gravitate, and try not to hate
I breathe and I heave and I believe
I use my eyes to see
I am molecules upon cells upon bones against things

I am dead.
I’m a sideshow reflection of the man I could be.
I am lazy cold and clammy.
Hopefully I can get my heart beating again.
Then I could be me, molecules upon cells upon bones against things
Crissel Famorcan Apr 2017
Come and rejoice my fellow completers
For another success that we all gained,
For we survived those years of hardships
Even though most of the time we're pained

Let's recount those times we sleep late at night
And woked up earlier than the morning light
Those cheerless days we still keep bright
Just to never lose hope and still hold on to our big dreams tight
Those laborious days we spend in school
Now will just be a memory that we'll remember
The fruit of our work that we will soon harvest
Will be something we can be proud of forever

Congratulations might not be that enough
For this another victory that we will cherish
I know this simple poem will make you laugh
But I hope it gave you some relish

Before I end this poem let me bid adieu
On our next journey,May God be with you
To my dear school,Let me say Thank You,
And to my classmates and friends,
Teachers, coaches and fiends,
I'll surely miss all of you!
Lastly, A Hearty Godseed too!

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