I have read poems till my sentences got infected,
by words from each poets poem I've gone through.
I'll be an ungrateful liar if I say I'm not affected,
by their lyrics, whether made up or true.
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They wrote us off,
Treated us with so much hatred.
Sent us to prisons instead of college.
The judiciary hated us and gave us a
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The best wines always comes first
The less for for those who desire more.
You made your choice
And locked me behind these gates,
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One community of communal
relationship
We cooked to eat, built to live
carrying the burden of one another
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The storm may defeat those whose might is in guns and swords,
But surely, the Almighty upholds he that trust in His words.
Strength and grace to the bosom of the faithful,
But great fools are not thankful.
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Dead. Lying still and lifeless
That's a me without Poetry.
Plagued with word drought
A me without poetry is life drained.
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Me in a world of Tolerance,
Is a Me in a world without religion.
Fearless, I can travel the east,
Unity and progress will hit nations,
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You might wonder who is worthy to be called 'beautiful! '
Those in cropped hair with pink lips?
Who is worth the Kings heart,
Those in golden gowns with diamond tips?
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on the cross if man Substitutes Christ.
All power in his bosom lies.
Soldiers mocks, and deaths cold hands snatches them.
A superman's day. The whole world must render their apology.
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Waking up in the dark.
Wallow in the the darkness accompanied by silence
My heart races,
I can feel my heart in my throats,
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