Poets
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Angry Messed up So forgotten, Left to decay Going rotten, Trickle down people Living off hope Forgotten people Turning to dope. Given little Tossed aside, Going feral Lives are wild, Making ends meet Best they can, People who don’t Fit the plan. Limited in education Using booze and drugs As recreation, Just to shut out …
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There is an abundance of sustainable resources, We really have no need for nuclear energy, But that is where the money is just like oil, So all attempts to turn the world green are always foiled, By greedy multicorporations and the greedy 1% All backed up by world governments, Who all have their fingers well…
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Our glory comes not from success or fame. It does not come from winning and being the best. Our glory comes from understanding ourselves and being able to see within, where all the answers to life are. Our glory is shining our light into other peoples life lives, sharing our compassion and radiating love from…