poem
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Working for the wealthy Working for the rich Working for people that do not give a shit. About our lives and hardships That we all go through on demand While these rich and wealthy people live off the fat of the land. Living off our toil and labour our blood sweat and our tears They…
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Money cannot buy happiness But if you are wealthy, Never tell a person in poverty this For we, who are not wealthy, Will only understand this truth By experiencing wealth, And discovering it for ourselves. If you say poison will kill you And as a result all who drink it die Then you should know…
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If we all believe That we can achieve, All that we dare to dream We would be far more inspired, And when we are in this zone Then we then are more desired, By those searching for a hero Or maybe even just a muse, We can be whatever we want And whatever we happily…
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I need some motivation From some kind of elevation, To enthuse my passion To make my heart race, So my blood pumps harder To push me on much farther, To some kind of greater achievement That helps me feel more worthwhile, To turn my mundane life more wild.
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Anarchy for the working man Subverting this corrupt society And this destructive system, Calling out the hypocrisy Of the media and corporations, Making profit from our sweaty While spilling lies and disrespect, For the wealth creators who line their pockets They let us wallow in poverty While dropping bombs and firing rockets, And those who…
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Colossal mountain ranges Immense deep blue seas, Epic eldritch rainforests Sky as blue as it can be, This amazing planet With its blessed environment, Is a gift given to all of us So let’s respect and protect it please.
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In an age where digital screens dominate our reading habits and e-readers have revolutionized the way we consume literature, the landscape for poets and authors is rapidly evolving. Gone are the days when talent alone determined success; now, writers must navigate the complexities of online platforms, social media, and self-publishing to reach their audience. But…
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A tsunami of pressure washes over me A hurricane of stress blows through for all to see, And through our lives catastrophes We should realise we are still standing triumphantly, And that should restore our faith and belief.
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Step into the void And out of reality, Find yourself a point Of peace and of clarity, Give yourself a break Some kind of sanctuary, To heal all your wounds From a life of barbarity, Then find your own peace And find your own space, And you will feel better Then benefit from the grace,…
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Life these days just ain’t that easy Working until you drop on the daily, Getting home and sorting out all the family The pressures seldom end for you and me, Though I am grateful that it could be worse I am not starving or living in a war zone, Still the weight of work, money…
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