James McLain Poems

Freedom groans,
under the weight of it's downtrodden.
Executions,
in Florida may soon come to a stop,
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Should he continue to run from them?
or hide,
hide away deep inside of some where
else where it's not really dark?
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So many dead bodies have climbed up
on and down off me
where my head rests it is wet there
and clammy.
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She didn't mind the great length
or the girth of it.
Bushes without leaves
were not green
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Throughout the depths of my emotion's
up and down through the stars, counting the steps
the color of pain to our blind eye's, inside
of a jar with out wall's.
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Maslow's Hierarchy of Basic Needs

Around the world, people go about doing the same things in very different ways. Although the behaviours of races and cultures are different, the basic needs they are satisfying are very similar. Abraham Maslow is one psychologist who studied these needs.
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My thoughts on how the road began
see the light right through the clouds.
Any other way I passed right by into.
No other color further
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I've been Alone to long with you, I've lied.
To love you I will love and live and die.
Those other times I take what you will give
and giving back you gave what I can't have.
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This isn't love, you still waste time.
Pepper spray that's filled with paint inside each can,
to Mark your dirty face, for latter on.
Fodder to be gunned down like animals in the street.
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Here where it's dark, like you I still watch.
Ironic delusions such rich metaphors, I could still use, I shall not.
Millions have come and I have since paid the price.
Now that green summer is gone here where I wait, fall arrives.
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