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Alexandra of Old Feb 2013
Pigments fall from the sky
They swim in our skin

Some would rank them
By that God
But he gave them all to us
By natural superiority
But that makes for inferiority

Oppression violence abuse hate
Always find outlets through these excuses
*** color religion culture
And those that do nothing
Those that see the wrong and still do nothing
Forge the way for wrongdoers
Moderate the righteously inflamed
And accept the abuse

When rights are stolen
Injustice runs unchecked
All will suffer.

In the end remains just the question
What's next?
When will you be the victim?
When will you act?
When will your sense of justice

Cry out for rightful compensation
For rightful equality and freedom?

When will you scream and fall?
For you and others
With you and others

And right the wrongs
And take up that torch of liberty?

As others before you
That you have mocked
And called impatient rabblerousers
And ridiculed their cause

Now just as noble as yours.
THIS MUSIC HEALS THE WORLD

LIKE THERE ARE PEOPLE STABBING ONE ANOTHER

THAT IS SO ****** WRONG

THERE ARE PEOPLE BUYING GUNS TO TORTURE CAFES

THERE ARE PROBLEMS PEOPLE HAVE WITH OTHER PEOPLE IN THE MALL

THERE ARE SO MANY SCHOOLS BEING RAMRAIDED AND KIDS LOSING
THEIR LIVES

HEAL THE WORLD, MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE

WE DON'T WANT FACTORIES GETTING BURNT

OR PEOPLE FIGHTING IN BARS, OR GOING INTO CAFES

OR BLASTED, TERRORIST ATTACKS, NO ASSONISTS

HEAL THE WORLD BETTER FOR YOU AND FOR ME

TO MEND EACJ BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS

OH YEAH I WANT PEOPLE TO RESPECT AS BUDDHA TELLS YA

YA SEE, PEOPLE BLAME THE PROBLEMS ON RELIGION

BUT BUDDHISM ISN'T A RELIGION, IT'S A WAY OF SAYING

MEND OUR BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS TO MEND EACH BLADE OF GRASS

TOO MANY WRONGDOERS

PEOPLE KILLING INNOCENT CHILDREN, CAUSE THEY HAVE ***
AND CAN'T CONTROL THEM, SO THEY **** THEM

THAT IS SO WRONG,

HEAL THE WORLD, PLEASE BUDDHA, MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE
FOR EARTH AND THE COSMIC WORLD, YEAH THE ENTIRE

HUMAN RACE, DEAD OR ALIVE

PEOPLE DIE, BUT THEY DON'T END THEIR LIFE

THE SUFFERING HAS LEFT THEIR BODY, MAN FOR ME AND FOR YOU

UMMMMMM   STOP PEOPLE TORTURING FACTORIES

UMMMMMM STOP PEOPLE GETTING ******* WITH PEOPLE BY STABBING EACH OTHER




UMMMMMMMM  HELP PEOPLE UNDERSTAND PEACE NOT WAR IN ANY RELIGION

UMMMMMMMM SEND RAIN TO ANY FIRE IN EACH CONTINENT ON EARTH

UMMMMMMM   LET PEOPLE UNDERSTAND BEING NICE CAN COME AT A PRICE
CAUSE UNFORTUNATELY NICE COMES AT A PRICE OF LOSING LOVED ONES

HERE'S TO YOU MR BARRY ALLAN, YOU WERE A GOOD FATHER
SO CRONUS WHO IS ME, MADE JIMMY BARNES YOUR GRANDFATHER
UMMMMMMM TAKE DADS OLD FOGIE OFF THE STREETS, UNLESS, IT IS
THE NICE LOVING OLD FOGIE THAT DAD WAS

CAUSE THE WORLD NEEDS

HEAL THE WORLD, MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE
FOR YOU AND ME AND THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE
DON'T WORRY ABOUT PEOPLE TEASING
JUST TAKE IT LIKE A MAN, BUDDY
HEAL THE WORLD FOR YOU AND FOR ME

BRIGHT EYES, BURNING LIKE FIRE
WAS A SCHOOL CHUMS FAVE SONG, GIVES ME MEMORIES OF SCHOOL
I TEASED PETER MACLACHLAN CAUSE HE LISTENED TO THE
TEACHERS SAYING HIT SECONG
HITTING SECOND CAN GET YOU INTO HOT WATER
I HAVE ALWAYS THOUGHT THAT
BUT HE LIKED THE SONG BRIGHT EYES, NOTHING WRONG
THAT'S WHY I KNOW I AM GREAME THORNE AND PATRICK DUNBAR
BOTH KILLED AT 8, I ALWAYS KNEW THAT I HAD TO BE CAREFUL
BUT TEASING PETER MACLACHLAN ABOUT LISTENING TO TEACHERS
WAS FUN, BUT HE LIKED BRIGHT EYES, I LIKE THAT SONG TOO
BUT HE WAS A REAL REAL GEEK

I AM A COMPUTER GEEK, THAT IS MY ONLY GEEK
I AM AN ARTIST AND WRITER AND YOUTUBE ENTERTAINER

I BELIEVE IN BUDDHISM AND REINCARNATION

HEAL THE WORLD STOP ALL THE VIOLENCE YEAH
AND MAKE EVERYONE A VERY HAPPY SOUL
HEAL THE WORLD
UNLEASH THE PEACE
GET RID OF RIGHT WING GOVERNMENTS WHO INFLICT VIOLENCE
WITHOUT KNOWING,
MAKE THE EARTH A PEACEFUL PLACE FOR YOU AND FOR ME

I DON'T WANNA END UP IN A GRAVE,
I WANNA BE A MAN WHO VERY SELDOM SHAVES

GO WITH THAT WORLD
Ashwin Kumar Dec 2023
India is our country
And we are told
It's a great country
However, I beg to differ
Rather, we are sold
The idea of an utopian nation
A country with a myriad variety of cultures
Races, religions and languages
United by a common feeling of brotherhood
However, look beneath the hood
And the idea implodes spectacularly
Crumbling in a heap
Instead, emergeth a divide so deep
That it can be bested not
Even by the mighty Pacific Ocean
Truth be told, we are but a Hindu nation
In all but name
Instead, we put the blame
For all our evils
On the British, one day
And the Mughals, the very next day
While more and more blood spills
In the name of religion and caste
How long will this last?

India is our country
And as per the Constitution
All Indians are our brothers and sisters
However, if you use your imagination
Understand, you will
That this is just a facade
Designed to protect our international image
As you turn page after page
Of our so-called glorious history
Emergeth the true picture
A land comprising thousands of castes
Fighting each other since the beginning of time
Something that would put to shame
Even the fickle-minded Romans
During the reign of Julius Caesar
We Indians are indeed pathetic humans
Falling like nine pins
At the slightest hint of pressure
While boasting about past wins
That no longer matter

India is our country
And a time there was
When, a proud Indian I was
However, passed have light years, since then
Oppressed, have been our women
More so, those who are underprivileged
Brahmins, were the rapists of Bilkis Bano
And hence, did they go unpunished
Meanwhile, ***** by the Indian Army
Are the women of Kashmir and the North Eastern states
For which, not a single mainstream feminist bothers to show even the slightest sign of empathy
Something that truly makes my blood boil
Even as hundreds of wrongdoers get bail
Because, our justice system is an epic fail
On the other hand, you have innocent people
Languishing in jail for ages
Because nobody bothers to turn the pages
Of the Constitution of India

Yes, India is our country indeed
But patriots we are, no longer
Because, ultimately, humanity is stronger
A field where India can never take the lead
Yes, Indians we are
However, humans we are first
A poem exposing the true reality of India as a country.
Richie Vincent Jun 2016
Dripping in adolescence,
Breaking ourselves to get a gist of what putting ourselves back together has the power to feel like,
Late nights spent making horrible decisions to wake up in the morning and recover what little energy we have left,

It is not me, it is you
It is not we, it is us

Surrounded by hot sweaty bodies collecting cold sweat in jars so we have something to hydrate our obsession with confidence with,
Feeding off positive energy to form some sort of understanding of what pessimism takes to the battlefield every day,
In every way, this is everything we tell ourselves not to get into, yet do anyway,

Giving ourselves to the wrongdoers to see how much of a tolerance we have built up,
Searching the cracks of innocent bodies trying to find the answer to all of the promises broken on us,
Coming up with excuses so we don't have to apologize for being the lesser man,
Ruining our shoes by walking on the mud of teenage heartbreak,
Driving as far away as possible and hoping that our problems won't catch up to us,

We are dangerous, but we wouldn't change a ******* thing
We are always late, but we wouldn't miss any of this for the world
Broken, but not recovering because we love the feeling of knowing we still have the strength to help ourselves if we have to,

We are finding space where there is none,
We are loud when it is all silent,
We are never ending where the ends meet,
Lost in the static of this electrifying atmosphere we call our youth,

Look how high we're jumping from

Not dying, but getting there,
We wouldn't change a thing,
We are loving every minute of it
Richie Vincent May 2016
Pass the time
Pass the time
Pass the time

Think of what is not killing you
Let it seep into your skin and let it fill your lungs

Crack your brittle knuckles and pop your achey joints
This is only the beginning
Tie a noose around a tree and let the branch break, just to let yourself know that nature is keeping you alive for a reason

Now think of what is killing you
Let it fill and spill over and under your thoughts
Let it whisper soft meaningless nothings into your ears
Flirt with the idea of crushing a caterpillar just before it blossoms into a butterfly
Let yourself realize that there is beauty in the innocent
Learn that corruption is at every street corner, just begging and pleading for your attention

Pass the time
Pass the time
Pass the time

Give yourself to the wrongdoers
Let your blood bleed dark red onto your favorite t-shirt
Feel knowledgeable and learn consistently
Walk gracefully and fight viciously

There is no bliss in ignorance, just like there is no good in evil
Time is as valuable as diamond
Do not shied yourself from its shine and do not hide in its shadow

When the next opportunity comes, do not pass it
Do not pass the time and do not let it escape you
Breathe in air and exhale fire
Watch the clock like it is your favorite movie, it may just surprise you
Yenson Aug 2019
Bring down Jesus Christ
the Son of God Himself
and our Socialist Anarchist Brigade
would start spewing their toxic biles

The would write He is an Anti-Semite
they would accuse our Blessed Lord of being gay
fancy going around with twelve other robed men
they would say he is cruel to animals for wearing leather sandals
they would say He is a cross-dresser for wearing robes

Our Toxic obsessives would call Him an Alcoholic,
oh yes, remember Him Drinking wine - all that turning water to wine
Ah, the nutcases will write that he was a con-man and a magician
all that rising people from the dead and making cripples walk
restoring sights and all that Penn and Teller stuff

His Love or all would have them brainless oafs call Him a stalker
off-course they'll say he was megalomaniac asking all to serve Him
He loves His Mother so to them, He has an Oedipus Complex
And when he heard God stating 'This is My Beloved Son'
the nutters of doom would scream Our Lord was schizophrenic

By not sinning and partying, they would say, He was boring
a po-faced preacher who thinks He is better than us
Fasting and going off into the wilderness means He's a Loner
just ripe for bullying by the weak simpleton cowards
and being crucified serves Him right for calling out all the robbers, thieves and wrongdoers

Yes, we're brainless, blind, dumb, confused, jealous and frustrated
just pond lives,  wasters and pointless mediocre s
our job is to disfigure, destroy, lie, fabricate, twist and smear
we're shameless and pathetic but we don't care and why should we
we are only human, not God...........
TR3F1LD Jul 1
Whatever civil stuff there is to oppose evil, in terms of removing an agent of evil from a position of significant power, it's nigh on ineffective. Partly because people, being ones putting all that civil stuff into practice, are corruptible. Imagine someone [further - TP (that person)] in a position of power being accused of some wrongdoing. Yes, if TP's an expendable part of a corrupt system they belong to, they may end up in prison. But what if TP isn't & have more than enough money for a bribe & connections big enough to end up with the case against them being dropped or not even initiated (in other words, untouchable)? And let's say a wrongdoing committed by TP is grave (just like a place deserved by villains such as autocrats to be put in). Such as sentencing a dissident to prison, thus making them a political prisoner, or usage of physical tortures, or even being a leader of an authoritarian regime waging an unjustified aggressive war, what's then? What are remaining options? Evil understands only the language of force & threats. And in comics, there's a type of individuals to punish such agents of evil: VIGILANTES.

Yes, vigilantes operate above the law, but they're above the law either when the rule of law is broken, or in cases when there isn't enough evidence to put a criminal into prison. And by vigilantes, I don't mean the "civil" type like the Batman bringing criminals to justice by neutralizing them unlethally so they can be handed over to law enforcement agents (though, it's worth noting that the Dark Knight strikes terror into criminals, at least into ones operating where he operates). I mean the type like Jason "Red Hood" Todd, Francis "Punisher" Castle, or V disposing of agents of evil as if they were weeds, which they are. Some may deem such individuals as criminals, if more precisely, murderers, but to me & ones like-minded, they're, first of all, society purgers. Necessary antiheroes, if you will.

It's understandable why there's no or nigh on zero such individuals in the real world. For there's little of those having nothing or nigh on nothing to lose & even less of those belonging to this type & being/willing to become expert assassins at the same time. As for professional killers present in the world, as far as I understand, most of them work for the underworld & have no or little principles. I wish there's a whole squad of those vigilantes/society purgers in the world targetting the most powerful ones among agents of authoritarian regimes & members of the underworld. For all those power-corrupted ******* understand only the language of force & threats, as it seems to me, &, as Rorschach from "Watchmen" said, evil must be punished. Of course, the problem is not that there are corrupt people committing wrongdoings, the problem is that there are corrupt ideas hosted by these or other people. But since there's no way to destroy an idea, especially in today's digitalized world, all there's that can be done is to make so that wrongdoing hosts of corrupt ideas are either stripped of power somehow, or isolated from the rest of society, if realization of either one is possible. If not, then liquidation of those hosts.

As Vladimir Makarov from "Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare III" (2023) said, the wicked prosper, they always will. The harsh reality is that this world's so terrible it could use having antiheroic vigilantes being lesser evil to fight villains being greater one.

Don't get it wrong, I neither support nor mean to glorify violence. My only intention is to justify usage of it towards wrongdoers in positions of power, in particular, towards, as I've said, the most powerful ones among agents of authoritarian regimes & members of the underworld.
This world needs more bold & principled individuals like vigilantes to fight the corrupted powers that be.

VIVA LA REVOLUCION
Kristina Ward Aug 2013
Wouldn't it be funny
If it were the Angels who were evil
And it were the Demons who were good?

What if God snapped
The Angels becoming a heavenly army of Light
And his word made the Demons seem the wrongdoers?

What if Lucifer wished for things
To become again as they once were
Beyond the Pearly Gates;

And his Demons were the ones
Who guarded humanity
In spite of the Angelic opposition?

Call me a heretic
But what if we have had it backwards
All along?
Bob B Sep 2019
Whistleblowers, do not falter!
Blow those whistles! Sound the alarm!
Although your silence might be safer,
Ultimately, it does more harm.

Whistleblowers, keep exposing
Malfeasance where it occurs.
Even though you have to face
All the wrongdoers' smears and slurs.

Whistleblowers, point out corruption,
Abuse of power, fraud, deceit,
And widespread hypocrisy.
Apply some pressure; turn up the heat.

Whistleblowers, do not fear
Corrupt leaders who call you spies
Merely because you reveal
Their deceptive behavior and lies.

Whistleblowers, be for us
Courageous ones who do what's right.
Let the truth saturate
The findings that you bring to light.

Whistleblowers, do not falter!
Blow those whistles! Sound the alarm!
Although your silence might be safer,
Ultimately, it does more harm.

-by Bob B (9-28-19)
River Feb 2017
Dear girl, dear boy
Dear little child with so much hurt and abuse and harm
Your body has marks and scars and your mind holds the secrets of the hatred you felt and saw that no one who lives a sheltered life could begin to understand
Dear child, living deep within your mind's recesses, living within the inner most part of your being
You have so much God in you,
Even more God than the richest person in the world, or the most fashionable or the most intelligent
I understand you struggle with your self worth
But I'm here to try to help you understand
That there is someone bigger than your problems
Someone bigger than your trauma
Someone you can bring your worn, pummeled body to who will heal you
Heal your soul
Someone who will bring you Justice
And pay retribution to your wrongdoers
Jesus is his name
And he will take care of the child others had battered
The child who lives inside of you.
Dedicated to all the hurting people out there that are seeking relief from childhood wounds.
Descovia Apr 2021
Power uncontrollably fierce

It's feared by lesser demons of darkness, spirits seeking rest or refuge seem to wonder following my glow.

Shadow-dwellers willingly justify countless rational reasons to run to light

Before having an encounter with one of the few chosen ones

bearing godliness capacity. Abilities divine beings of the sun and moon posses

in times beyond modern medicine and technology.

One must question if his very existence is futile?

When expression is not suited for shaping this dimension

Confined to be restricted in flesh with limited access to my former self

Inner abilities all transferred to restart in a new home.

I ​wish to not be a Warrior of Karma.

Nor a Gatekeeper of interstellar and galactic findings.

The result of my ending journey may not build a legacy

It will restore light of hope! My essence in midst of it all is luminous. Contrary to the ruthlessness of tyranny consuming humanity. Fading into the blackness of silence. The sound of the fire in my heart could be heard all over the universe.

I am no saint.

I am no sinner.

In dimensions which my pain is evident in my existence.

I am NO GOD. I cannot decide who lives or dies.

Not here to complete or fulfill deeds of the New World Order

if it poisons beauty or destroys my values.

I refuse to give myself to it! I'll tap into spells to doom all to hell.

Fate remains highly inevitable to wrongdoers among us.

The order. I believe in is PEACE.  

My magic touch is impervious to your *******.
Growly Wolfus Dec 2019
You sent me to the earthly world on a mission.
To save all those I possibly could.
To protect humanity from Lucifer's hands
and save all of those who are good.

I'm sorry to say, I have failed You.
I've given up on all hope.
The only thing that can save them
is the forgiveness you have shown.

At first, I had faith, and I saved many.
But over time, it grew hard to work.
And as soon as I'd save one,
ten others would end up getting hurt.
The demons running rampant on the earthly world below
have destroyed everything sacred and taken a new form.
Their disguise is flawless and fooled even my eyes.
They are now the humans who continue to harm.

I couldn't understand it,
all the evil in human hearts.
But I soon found out
it was the demons tearing them apart.
The humans let them in and slowly watched as they grew.
They are working with Satan against everything You do.
I was disgusted by my discovery and tried to finish your work.
I lied to myself.  But as I went on, I knew it to be true.

It was time to get my hands *****.
I began killing those who'd known.
And something in me grew.
It infected every bone.
I could feel a fire in me as it devoured my senses.
It made me feel invincible as I killed the greatest sinners.
I felt no remorse.  Besides, this is what You wanted.
And I became known as the Demon Killer.

I realized the work ahead of me
and returned to heaven.
But they wouldn't let me in
because I was too human.
Forgiveness, they told me, was Your most gracious love
You gave to the humans and those who needed it most.
They took away everything from me and sent me back to Earth,
While criticizing my actions and banishing me from my home.

They deemed me a fallen saint,
an angel with stubbed wings.
I'd descended into darkness
and they abandoned me in my suffering.
I grew angry with their decision and kept working the way I did.
Killing all the sinners and wrongdoers of this land.
You sent after me angels, the ones who were my friends.
But You made me become a demon, and they were slain by my hand.

Then, the darkness I was fighting crept into my soul
and ate from inside me the last of my righteousness.
I saw the light flicker away and disappear from my life.
But I knew my actions would be rewarded for my perseverance.
Madness overtook me and evil coursed through my blood.
Satan had taken me, an angel, and made me one of is kind.
I hated myself for what I had done, and what I continued to do.
But there was no other way to save them that I could find.

The pain dragged me down;
it plunged me into Hell.
And I became trapped
in my shrinking cell.
It didn't make sense.  Nothing did.  And nothing ever would.
This pain was too much for me; this evil burning through my flesh.
I searched desperately for an answer to the problems plaguing me,
but I found none.  Unless...

I had already found the answer.
The solution to my pain.
Though I saw it a different way
until I went insane.
Death was the answer.  I was right all along.
Other humans had come up with it before me.
I can't handle the weight of sin.  I doubt I ever could.
But this answer is the only way to be free.

The blood on my hands
stained the stairs I climbed.
Higher and higher
as my past was left behind.
And out here on the edge
overlooking this cruel, doomed existence,
I ask You a single question,
my last ounce of resistance.

The birds have abandoned their songs
and here I am testing fate.
I let go of this world
and of everything I hate.

My question...

Here I am, a human,
an angel with stubbed wings,
fighting with God
and Satan, the Demon King.
I know what I've done wrong
and I'm sorry about it all.
But I want to experience forgiveness
before jumping off this wall.

So...

Will you catch me if I cannot fly,
or will you watch me die?
Big Virge Jun 2021
So Just Like My Namesake...
In... “ The Great Escape “...

I’m The King of... The Cooler... !!!!!
Kinda Like... " Rick The Ruler "....

A TRUE School Type Mover...
TOP NOTCH Rhyme Producer... !!!

With Tunes That Are Cooler...
Than McQueen In His Scenes...

As Yup... " Virgil Hiltz "...
Showing Nazis I CHILL...
When They Try To Instil...

Ideals That Spread War...
Where Division’s The Cause...

Because I Stay COOLER...
Than Yes... " Ferris Bueller’ ".... !!!

When It Comes To These Tutors...
Whose Thoughts Should Be.....
....... NEUTERED....... !!!!!

That’s Right NULLIFIED.... !!!!!
Just Like Norton’s Guy....
And American Types....
Whose Actions DEFY....

REJECTION of FIGHTS...
Because They’re Still TIED....
To... SUPREMACIST Minds.... !!!!!!

Whose Vibe’s To *** - ide...
Based Upon Colour Lines... !?!

While I Deal In Vibes....
Where Tribes UNIFY... !!!!!
No Matter What Colour...
Or **** They STAND BY... !!!

Because I Am COOLER....
Than... Racist Wrongdoers... !!!!!

I Move With MORE Coolness...
Than Those Who Pull Shooters... !!!!

... MILITANT Armies....
Like Those In Zimbabwe...
Now OUSTING Mugabe... !!!!!

Political Parties.....
Who DO NOT Move Calmly... !!!

So I’m Cooler Than THEM... !!!!!
These Government Heads...
Who Cause Heads PROBLEMS... !!!
As Well As... DISTRESS... !!!!!

Because They Use POWER... !!!
To Use Cladding That Showers...
Like... EXPLOSIVE Gunpowder... !!!

So I’m COOLER Than Towers....
That In Just A Few Hours... !!!!!!!!

Became HOTTER Than Plotters...
Whose Movements Get HOTTER...
Than.... SUICIDE BOMBERS... !!!!!

I’m The COOLEST of Jotters...
About All This NONSENSE.... !!!

ABUSERS Whose Movements...
HOT UP... Certain Collars... !!!!!

Who Took Time To... HOLLA'...
About How They BOTHERED... ?!?

Producers And Movers....
Who Seem To NEED... “ Coolers “... !!!?!!!

To CONTROL Their LOOSENESS... !!!!!

However Some Coolness...
Is NEEDED Like Shrewdness...

When It Comes To The CLAIMS...
That Are Made Nowadays...  

... SO MANY Games... !!!
That People Now Play... !!!!!

The Type That Have RACKETS...
And Strings That Pull Jackets... !!!

On Puppets And Slaves...
Who Seem To Get Brave....

When It’s LATE In The day.... !!!!!
To REFUTERS I Say...
CALM DOWN Now Okay... !!!

I Suggest You Stay COOLER...
Than London’s Commuters...
When TERROR Becomes....
What HITS It’s Stations... !!!!!!

Or Cooler Than COUGARS...
Who Move Like SEDUCERS...
When Their ONLY Future...
Is *** With OLD Suitors  ...
Boozers And Schmoozers'... !!!

Whose ****’s LOST IT’s Rooster.... !?!?!
So NEEDS To Use BOOSTERS...
Like..... ****** Users.... !!!!!!

As I Said... This Poem...
Should PROVE I’m NO LOSER... !!!!!

I’m Just A Producer...
of Rhymes That Are Shrewder...

Than SCOOTER Type Looters... !!!!!
Who’s... SICKER Than TUMOURS... !!!!!

And Like... " Steve McQueen "...
When It Comes To Rhyme Schemes...

Don’t Let The Rest FOOL YA.... !!!!!

I’m THE KING of What’s...

........ “ COOLER “.......
Well, having been named Virgil, it only makes sense that, Steve McQueens Character in, " The Great Escape ", Virgil Hiltz, inspired me to write a poem ..... So, here it is !
Allison Baxter Jul 2017
Kissing you and drinking tea
Hands that quiver unsteadily
Sunlight revealing your flowery home,
and awakening my love of thee.
In my thoughts you go to roam,
proceeding so,
******* gracefully.

A cup of porcelain too light
To hold anything but two mice
My hands in the morning;
weaker than my knees last night,
and softer than the tile flooring.
Wet stones of white.

Venturing back to your room
The dusty air, turpentine fumes
Your body a formed question mark;
wanting an answer, I presumed.
The sheets over washed and harsh
Softer than the foreboding gloom

Awaiting my fated reply,
I look into my lovers eye,
then dropped my gaze in such a way
that conveyed a true lie.
In the doorway I swayed, and
began to cry.

For one has never been in such
a situation so rushed.
I said goodbye and left you
Afraid otherwise it might be too much
Bidding you adieu, and
Forever missing your touch

My breaths would become fewer
For I held an unknown future
in which death outweighed survival.
I would not allow a single viewer
to watch the heavens await my arrival
and not the wrongdoers’
louella Feb 2022
what has this world come to?
laughs and nothingness
no reason for life anymore
maybe the universe was better
two hundred years ago
but it wasn’t
so why do i want to transport in time
to another place where it could be
as it was
without foreign exchanges

now i listen to the cliff side beckon for me
i can hear it so clearly
and falling is just like jumping
if i rolled down that cliff edge
this would all be over
but i’m not suicidal
i am just dehydrated from
all the lakes and streams
being ****** up through test tubes  
and drunk by the filthy mouths
of the wrongdoers
you could understand just how
justifiably mad i can and will be
my breaking point is so close
that i feel the tempered glass shattering
the tapestries are shredding
and my hands are melting
and becoming chimney soot
dripping from my pale and
weathered fingers
i was deliberately placed where i am
standing at this very moment
caught in some kind of shark fin
fishing net
struggling and on the edge of
letting my fins stop thrashing
and just accepting defeat
that my dorsals won’t be connected
to me anymore
and i have no purpose in this world
except to leave it
and to express my disappointment
what has this world come to?
I wrote this because I was angry about what the world has come to
And I don’t wanna be around to see it

2/3/22
Commuter Poet Dec 2020
It is important to know
That the hurt
That is caused
Injures the perpetrator most of all

It enters their life
And blends with their soul
Becoming part of who they are

Their legacy, their role on the stage of life
Becomes tarnished
Only redeemable by realisation, absolute apology
And commitment to work on reparations without ceasing
Until the wrongs that have been wrought
Are put to right

Time marches onwards
And is sometimes generous to wrongdoers
Although, sadly for others
Is less so, and redemption evades them
26th December 2020
Imran Islam Jul 2020
Take the weapon for the rights
and do the war again
You'd die then die in the battle
Protect the freedoms of others!

Let's go ahead young genius
Show up your talent and strength
Wipe away tears from all faces
and stand for justice of all the countries!

To release torture victims
Be united all of the young rangers!

Forget your myths
Grab the midday sunshine
Wind up the combat tunes
Cross the Himalayas with boldness!

Reach the highest mountains
Follow the developed world as it goes!

O newcomers, bloom yourselves
and spread out of the smell of youth
Find out the oppressors
and support all the justice and goodness!

Read all of you, read the memories
Read the stories of the national victories!

Look at the wrongdoers
They're kidnapping gems of mothers
Don't hug any misgivings
Walk on the difficult path fearless!

Beat the enemies, beat them
and make them suffer in wounds!

Think about the facts of freedoms
Give your motherland the perfection
Give the clime all of your love and affection
to make it great in the world place!

Grab the winds all together
All the young people are like siblings!
BE
Siblings
Yenson Jan 2020
How can those without honour and integrity

comprehend what honour and Integrity are

How do you tell the mindless about reasoning

when the capacity to reason is missing in dense fog

How do you enthuse about honesty to wrongdoers

when chicanery an illegality is passed from father to son

why aim for the road less traveled than the yawning Freeway

Can birds fly without wings or rivers flow without water

will a kite soar without winds or the mindless do noble things

methinks not for strangers in paradise only see a Flower garden

the lesson of life is we need Idiots to showcase Genius
Ommmmmmmm thank you for the rain and it is helping but we need more
Ommmmmmmm we need to help keep these evil spirits from winning
Ommmmmmmm so we need to keep pushing for the rain
Ommmmmmmm even if they can’t Backburn we still need rain
Ommmmmmmm lots of it but we need rain in areas where there are fires
Ommmmmmmm but to break the drought is just as important as well
Ommmmmmmm people have been asking for rain for months now
Ommmmmmmm and we need to ask the heavens to break to ease the pressure on the fires and break the drought for the farmers
Ommmmmmmm we do need to stop fires though we need to fight those evil spirits causing it
Ommmmmmmm we need to punnish anyone who plays with fire in this difficult time
Ommmmmmmm wipe the smile of his face
Ommmmmmmm he has done the wrong thing
Ommmmmmmm we need to give him a suitable punishment
Ommmmmmmm please open up the heavens and bring rain and help put any wrongdoers behind bars or give them hefty conditions
Ommmmmmmm bring more rain
Stop crime that caused the evil spirits for making their rain
Ommmmmmmm bring rain bring rain
Ommmmmmmm the rain you sent has done some good so bring more
PLEASE

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