Poetry

We the People

Maybe im simple

but i dont understand

why do we hide

in the lands

of twisted speach

why do we hide

from the words

that will give us

a little freedom

that will make us

stand

head held high

when we see the light

within the eyes

of...

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From the corner

It is from the corner

of your eyes

that you smile

it is from the corner

of your eyes

that you weep

it is from the corner

of your eyes

that you see

a flicker

of a shadow

that was once

your dream

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Crossroads

How much longer

do i stand

at the crossroads

of future plans

within the shadow

of this skeletal tree

waiting

for someone

like me

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My eyes

It is my eyes

that tell me

you look beautiful

but my mind

insists

on knowing

what lays beneath

the chemicals

that hang

off your skin

25

Cry

When i look

through these bars

of your disign

when i feel the sun

through the window blinds

when i smell

fresh air

when you open the door

i bow my head

and cry

alittle more

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Truth

When it is centralized

and compartmentalized

when it is chained

behind closed doors

when it is brutalized

and stigmatized

then their illusion

has now

become yours

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Flame

We are given

fools gold

and like a moth

to a flame

we fly

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Look

Look at me

tell me

What do you see

is it something

that you want

is it something

that you need

Look at me

tell me

do you believe

if you wish

to be you

then come with me

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Safe

Do we not live

in the ruins

of past pious words

do we not tread

the polluted waters

of today

do we not try

to keep afloat

while we hide the fear

of drowning out here

looking

for a place

thats safe

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The hand

It is the hand

that holds me

it is the hand

i touch

it is the hand

that calms me

it is the hand

i love

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