Poems About Society
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We stay up late.
We blast our kind of music... -
Roses aren’t always red.
And violets aren’t exactly blue... -
I notice almost everything. And I literally mean...
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They told her she was ugly
So she believed it... -
A cane that echoes down the lane
Sounding through the gale of an angel song... -
when trouble wears a face (haiku)
pull in their park space... -
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The Muscovite’s are coming!
Excuse me, for you, not to fool, if I could, they... -
THE PASSING STAGES OF A FAMILIE’S LIFE
Stage one; born helpless, life sustained, by... -
Drudgedly hung
The harp-bow strums... -
As a sit back in the seat I listen to you speak...
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I've watched the news
And...I've been in prayer... -
what is life? (haiku)
multitude events...