poem
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I will offer you love and everything that I got, I will do my best for you and that’s the truth and if that’s not enough, I will understand. But you will never find a man, who will love you the way that I do, even if I get little back from you, my desire…
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Have you seen the people min the street, their faces etched with anxiety. Have you seen the worn clothes and shoes on their feet, these people appreciate any food they get to eat. Have you seen the hopelessness in their eyes, not a thing anybody can disguise, that lost look, they’ve given up. Down in…
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I am not sure what makes people popular. I am not quite sure what makes people with no creativity or discernable talent famous. It’s hard to know why people like what they like. However the choice is theirs and who decides what talent is? I am not one to judge, I am just opening up…
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Power has to be challenged Like everything else, Put under pressure For democracies health. Those who rule need to be questioned, Need to be examined To see if their intentions are good, To see if their actions Are right for the people, Or just egotistical Gratification of self. We need to know our society is…
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We circle above the ground so high Looking down on humanities plight, Averice and gluttony in which some delight As if in a mad race of an extinction flight, Destroying everything that gets in their way It’s a disgrace to live denying blame But these people know no shame, To interested in material gain And…
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Uplifting and uprising We can be so inspiring As we are all aspiring And conspiring To revising Our life of negative beguiling. We must uplift and unify We must be willing to testify And be willing rectify The self inflicted harm we specialise On inflicting on our lives Denying ourselves paradise In this life and…
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Rising Sun, Brand new day, Different approach To living my way, Feel the warmth on my face Sense nature resplendent grace, Connect with love As well as peace, Find unity with others Through sharing free speech, With everyone that I meet And as the sun’s rays beat down I hear the sound, Of laughter of…
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