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PABRO Mar 2019
Hey!
We have failed to open up mouth
Justice is eatened by like lion
That have mute our mouths
to speak peace.

See!
they have become rich
because of the poors hardworking
they are now top WHAT as millioniors
with port berries.

We have failed to express our needs
Just because we are now used to express our emotions.
But no peace to our mouth

Remember,
you're not a merely a lion
that can shut up our mouth to inner peace
we have our hearts.

Our mouth means free
to everything
but you have made us preys
to our own place of peace

Please free us,
You can't continue been righteous
Over our happiness
of our precious.

We are dying,dying,dying
inside our hearts .
Stop praying with our emotions
We labelled as humans.

Yourself,
You said, "No one is above the law. "
but you have failed to follow the rules,
You have even failed to show us
the true tree that barres good fruits

You can't claim to be a mango tree
but you're a produce of pawpaw
What kind of a tree are you?
as for I don't know.
This poem talks about freedom of speech...
Natalie Jan 2013
You say things - unaudible,
"Cor look at that",
What does she think she's wearing,
She looks really fat.

You don't say it to their faces,
Though some comment as they pass by,
They accept that they are different,
But it doesn't mean they won't cry.

So why treat me so differently?
Just 'cause i'm the opposite of fat,
"Oh my god you're so skinny",
I don't like to hear that.

We all know we have problems,
Acne, bad teeth, no friends,
So why make each others lives harder?
And not bring problems to their ends.

Behind each happy smile,
Is a problem building up inside,
Help each other out,
No-one deserves to hide.
Nigel Isidore Sep 2020
Silence is music to my ears, keeps  the spirit whole and heart gold. We may be different in many ways. But you surely  brighten my  days.

The jasmin and the rose knows their season and welcomes the noisy rain and silent  sun. Never screaming or wanting to run.

Give me peace, give me grace, no need to utter a word. Let me be free to fly like a bird. Up over there the akee trees wave their hands in an unaudible symphony, neither asking or begging for money.

Stop, say nothing,listen,close your ears  to the howling wind, the sax  of  parrots, the cries of suckling babies? even this must go.Then will  you see that silence is music,which heals the inward parts and revives the sick.

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