Bri Mar Poems

I talk to someone who I believe is there,
Of others staring I become aware,
Their prejudice is hard to bear,
It causes so much pain.
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Addiction is a word we tend to abuse,
Saying it slurred its translation you lose,
It’s really absurd it’s a habit some choose,
Why is anyone’s guess?
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When you get the idea thoughts need to be written,
By the poetry bug you’ll find yourself bitten,
Very soon you will find yourself smitten
Now is the time to rehearse.
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Does Heaven exist?
Is Hell on the list?
Or could the whole thing be a fraud,
A man made con which can be dismissed,
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Christmas again Ma,
You are sorely missed,
We feel your presence,
You are in our midst.
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Each day of your life is so precious,
Make the most of it while you’re here,
We don’t know when we may lose it all,
What day or what time of the year.
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If you term me as coloured does that mean you’re not,
Do I have other attributes that you haven’t got?
Does the fact I am different leave you distraught?
I bet you wish you could be like me.
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One of our heroes lies dead in the street,
Butchered by savages from his head to his feet,
His killers stand over him filled with conceit,
With barbarism they were devoured.
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I dearly loved my Father,
Till I was about twelve years old,
Then he started to go astray,
An affair is what I was told.
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If you class yourself as ‘'normal',
Why are you not aware,
That all of us are different,
So why the need to stare.
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