poem
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Leaves crisp and brown rustle in the wind I can feel the foreboding of a preternatural storm coming I see dark clouds in the distance And know it’s time to prepare I see creatures on the move Scuttling around everywhere. The leafless branches whip in the wind There’s speckles of rain now in the air…
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The power of the universe Dwells deep within us all, We don’t need people leading us And treating us like fools, Bringing about division Hatred, xenophobia and greed Fostering and promoting all the negativity Rather than uniting in love, community and peace We need to understand that this is not beyond our reach We need…
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It’s a one way street In our society All for the rich And the privileged Nothing for the poor The down and destitute Just a one way street For those who hold the power Dangling over the rest of us Our doomsday hour Sending young men off To fight and die in pointless wars Lying…
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It’s a crisp December And the frost covers the ground It chills you to the bone And eerily there’s no sound Creatures hibernating I wish that I was too On this crisp December morning The thought of being close to you Warms my heart and my soul I wish that I was at home In…
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Tar and sands destroys Canada’s land and each year it constantly expands, polluting the soil and environment, make lots of wealth for the money men and no doubt the Canadian government. Pollution is a problem on a global scale we need to make a stand and keep it at bay we need to clean our…
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Dreamers never die they just pass on by to another conscious state in time, dreamers don’t lose hope and they never give up they are optimists who put faith in love.
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The bite of the cold wind As the rain soaks his wet clothes The empty stomach The desperate stare The forlorn hope The destitute life The having nothing The dry tears The abuse from passers by The daily continual fear Not waking up one day Maybe they feel this A reason to cheer. This is…
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