Poets
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The truth is the poor Are constantly being attacked, By the rich and those in privilege It’s their way to maintain poverty, So that they can enjoy their life of greed At the expense of those who struggle on a daily basis, Because they don’t care, no not one bit They don’t want a paradigm…
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Big man, with big muscles They’re a scam, do you understand, They’re hiding behind the testosterone dream But they’re often weaker than you and me, They need this look of physicality, To hide the fact that they’re so weak that they scream And you may think that that may sound so mean, But these fools…
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Those who purport to be strong Are often weak when faced with temptation, Those who speak out the most on this Often cannot see what they obviously miss, That they are not as knowing of themselves as they think, As their reputation with others sinks.
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Lets make European colonial settling great again Says those who are ruling the USA, Since we took native American rights away Everything here has been really great, Same in Australia with the aborigines The same is true in the New Zealand territories, After the robbed the land from the Maoris And everywhere you go they…
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Those who talk loud And speak aggressively, Tend to be the ones Who are the least progressive, They promote hate and division And I choose as my decision, To keep myself away from them, These are people who condemn, Those who are not the same as them, In their little mind they can’t deal With…
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I won’t wear another’s guilt I got enough of my own, That I need to live with Don’t blame me for the things, That we both know I couldn’t control And when you do this it destroys, Another vital piece of my soul.
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Don’t be a part of a chronic generation that believes what governments do, Don’t be a generation that accepts being used and abused, While remaining quiet and not taking to the streets, Refuse to be seen as distracted by phones and social media which make you weak, Be open-minded and quizzical at all you hear…
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Crestfallen but not broken I remind myself each day, That it’s not that I got knocked down But just how I got up again, And through all the storms of life I stood strong and weathered them, Because I knew that staying rooted Within each and every moment, I’d survive to fight another day again,…
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I sensed in the timbre of your voice That you were not sure at all, That you needed spirituality like you needed air But you were made to doubt the voracity of this, And struggled to find that this consciousness is the greatest gift, So I said it’s right to question everything because it’s a…
