Ryan Sanders Poems

You are a beautiful terra firma
With beautiful people
Rich in history
Rich in prosperity
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These men who are leading
They are blind
With our children bleeding
Will they leave them fallen behind?
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As I walk along this unknown path of emotions
I find myself in front of a mirror...staring at a sad eyed
soul with rags of despair draped over its shoulders and
an anvil chained to its heart. What is this? I ask
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This heavy heart of mine
causes a dull thud in my
chest. Unintentional actions
have caused this anvil heart
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Lost in causality, a confused
Mind sets forward on life and the
Abstract concept of metaphysics.
Many explanations yet none
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These words, do they not make
A screwed up kind of sense?
A rapture of lines and thought,
Impaired by that clear poison
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The concept of time is
Like a cloth
Waving in the wind.
The wind collides
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t seems this world is senseless
I sit here under this spell of restlessness
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How am I not myself when I thought
I knew myself like a cat on it's 8th life?
Self-control and moderation is like a dam,
restrain! ...but this dam has broken.
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These words have never been written
Suppressed because of the Inquisition
No longer can I lie here
Watching you live in fear
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