Posts
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Me
I Am
So many things
I am different from others
I care about the things that the others overlook
I am Me
I am watching the birds while you talk to your friends
But when you run down to me they fly away -
Waiting To Be Found
They surrounded me, standing tall, taller than the sky, it seemed, well I, I was -
The Colors of the World
The Colors make up everything we see,
the sky, so blue, the flowers, and the green green grass and trees,
colors are so beautiful,
so why can't we see,
that you, me, all of us,
black, brown, white, are just colors- -
Stand Together
What is the reason?
Why do our loved ones die, die because of all this hate?
We did nothing wrong.
I know the world isn't fair
But people dying because of hate?
That is not being unfair.
It is being wrong. -
A name from the North
A name from the North
from far away
a land of Truth
where the mountains are capped with snow
where my ancestors dwelled in the times before
from the Old Norse Myths,
the viking tales,
meaning fair and strong, -
My Opinion About Global Warming
I have a LOT to say about Global Warming. It is a horrible, harmful thing. Many people are scared of it. But the thing is- it's OUR fault. We always want more, more more. Humans are greedy. Sure, we can be good.
Loves
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Peace
I think peace looks like:
driving on the highway from College Park
listening to “White Ferrari”
by Frank Ocean
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Her Glass Slipper is Her Freedom
Cinderella fit the shoe
perfect-porcelain white-lotus-petal feet
slipping ever so gently into delicate glass slippers
apparently made just for her
by the handsome prince (he has no name)
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January Loves April
January loves April,
her silken white dress with its icy tint of blue sinking into
April’s lime green skirt, buds and baby leaves rupturing its stitches,
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We've Built the Beautiful
We've built the beautiful places
through disaster and heartbreak
and luck and romance.
From the roots up, we've rocked the rocks,
and moved the Earth.
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Girlhood (In honor of International Women's Day)
I love being a girl
but I hate what it took
for me to be able to go to school
for me to know I will be able to vote
for me to know that I will be allowed to get a job when I grow older
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Age but not Aged
Every year the lines in her face deepen
Her lips turn slightly thinner
And her hands somehow grow softer
Yet her laugh remains the same
Her smile still as wide