Poets
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Throughout history, humanity has grappled with the concept of supremacy—whether it be in terms of race, nationality, or ideology. This ingrained narrative has often led to division, conflict, and an unsustainable sense of superiority that undermines the very fabric of our coexistence. As we stand at a pivotal moment in our collective journey, it is…
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In the Middle East there is a horror being committed And under pain of death genocide is being submitted, On innocent people it’s Gaza’s nightmare And only a few other atrocities of the past can compare, Man made weapons, bombs and guns Man made power to ensure all suffering goes on, And everyone stands by…
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Are we the superior species When we wage war on each other, And hunt animals to extinction And manufacturer misogyny, In an attempt to keep women in their place, And if anyone is different from us we show them hate And commit genocide in an apartheid state, What are we superior to because I don’t…
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Wailing crying tones ring out In the darkness of those of self doubt Who’s narcissistic ways seem to shout Through their attempts to control But those of us who see through them know The torment of their suffering swells Like the ringing of a mass of church bells As they begin to lose their grip…
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Back in the day, fun was had Memories resonate, happy and sad, Laying on the grass as a child Staring up at the clouds in the sky, Am I still there, I wonder, is this all a lie? Dreaming of being older, and future times, Was it all a story that I created A fictional…
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Open up your consciousness And search for any empty voids, Resonate the positive aspects And eradicate all that Which seeks to leave you destroyed .
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Imagine rocking up At the corridors of the rich, And challenging their way of life And starting to threaten it, By coming up with something They never dreamed of, Wait and see how long it would take Before you realise you’ve been robbed, And that, there was for you, no recourse, Because they own everything…
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I hear someone calling They are outside my consciousness, They beckon me to their illusory life I decide my reality suits me better.
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Busy people buzzing round Dashing from here to there, Without taking in the scenary I wonder if they actually care, How many take the time to breathe To absorb all of their surroundings, It would be sad if they do not Because then life just becomes a blur, And on this lifestyle I cannot concur…
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Poverty is a man made creation It’s like a pandemic across all nations, It’s not the fault of those who suffer in poverty But governmental societal policies, Deeply rooted within greed and inequality, Where deprived areas suffer poor education and care And an unwillingness for the bosses to share, The huge profit margins from workers…