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My Journey As a Child By Richie Kharis

I came into the world with my hands folded.
Yet they welcomed me with laughter and danced the sorrow away for tomorrow.
Soon, I could no longer walk with my four legs,
I became a little star, running around the field with two legs.

I sat inside a rolling box as we journeyed to the east 
not bold to tell anything about the strong black feet on-road miles 
I could only ask why the other stars ate with their fingers stained
because I was born with a golden nail.

Sooner or later, days turn into years,
And the sun was fun for me no more
I became one of the souls that trekked a thousand miles,
because the rolling box was sold for some cake.
The beauty was too wrinkled and old to hold my hands,
So, I held her instead of the more
I became the breadwinner of the day,
with my head spinning like a clock with no pay.

Then I remembered my little days
When I wouldn’t eat until my toy was bought,
But here I am pleading for the day to come with some bread
As I watched my old beauty smile at me

She said to me
The journey begins when the tree gives birth to its fruit and leaves it ripe.
Until the shell that covers its seeds is removed
The seed will always be blind.
But when its cover is removed,
It struggles to live or else it dies.

Then I saw the future dancing from afar
With less effort to come nearer
I realized life isn’t as it seemed when I was a child
For it was too easy than it is now

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The Wisdom You Need

If there's anything you need to GUARD, it is your HEART
For your heart reflects your personality.

If there's anything you need to TRAIN, it is MIND
For your mind controls your thoughts, your feelings and your understanding.

If there's anything you need to FEED, it is your SOUL
For your soul is responsible for your behavior.

If there's anything you need to be CAREFUL with, it is your MOUTH
For your mouth speak powerful words that comes to play in your life.

If there's anything you need to LOVE , it is YOURSELF
For it is the only way to have self-worth, self- confidence and true  happiness.

If there's anything you need to WATCH, watch out for HUMANs
for they are the very thing you can never predict.

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Dirty Soul of Whiskey

I woke up this morning and promised to be  good
So I took some walk around my neighborhood
I happen to meet a dirty soul of whisky, I don't mean to be rude
But how we got into an argument cannot be understood.

I can remember him calling me from a distance..
yes, an old friend I would always need assistance..
We were both happy reminiscing our alliance..
Until he hits me on the floor when I had no balance..

I kept pleading in an uncommon language to my ally...
But he kept drawing me over bumps and made me see the world as a doodle..
Though I felt so good for the first time, cus I've never seen a black muddy rain dropped from the sky...
little did I know my legs where up to the heavens and my head pinned to a poodle..

I heard voices and laughter that I began to giggle as well...
with no knowledge of what will make voices laugh so loud as a bell..
But I know whisky is my man...
and with him I'll never be a bad man..

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Dirty Peacock; the Night Crane

I saw you were perfect..
and I loved your confidence..
but I yearned to feel whole,
So I made a fling...

You saw my ego,
You smiled at my strength, 
you raised your brows and gave me a wink...
The night was blessed with cool breeze that gave rythms to cling..

I understood your manly display..
a peacock with a grandest massive tail 

who seek to explode me into fireworks of cigar..
though it seemed you had a golden star,
though it seemed you had all flowers dance to your guitar...
though it seemed you had fine jars and cars to make the tallest tree har..
but I am a crane in jakar..

my immunity from duty is my priority...
I seek no ideal instance.. 
I seek for a dirty dove to sour in comfort of our reality...
My beauty lies on being unapologetic..
I am a black night crane with no reverence for psychic..

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The Story Behind Different Races By Richie Kharis

THE STORY BEHIND DIFFERENT RACES by Richie Kharis 

Many times they act like they are holy sanctimonious 
And every day they pray, but still they can not tell the change 
Another day comes hate for them, love is an easy exchange 
Yet far away behind their eyes lies the truth that may be strange 

Which is the story of two beings with no reverence but difference 
They swear to hate and kill their conscience and they welcome ignorance 
One sees the other as toxic, and the other sees her acerbic
Now we have two enemies that would never welcome amnesties 
They vowed to kill each other cause they were born in a different nation 
They think this big world isn't meant for miscegenation 
So they hurt various races that have different faces
Wishing there were no other but just them having graces

They failed to realize something pertinent that their lives are not theirs
Death comes in the dark with no warnings and no exceptions
Six feet buried is the soul they swore not to care
Yet The same ground finds their souls buried in despair 

Different colors, different thoughts, different flaws  but one people
Some may find this to be ugly but the reality is ugly.
The earlier we let go RACISM,  the earlier we save our children from dying
For there is no remedy to one nation without love and forgiveness.

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The Core of Curruption

CORE OF CORRUPTION BY RICHIE KHARIS

Some cry so loudly for this strange thing
Some fight with all they’ve got for the same thing
Some dream of it but haven’t seen
Some believe they will have it while they live on

A thing so powerful and so evil
A thing that turns the gentle into pride
Something so peaceful and arrogant
A thing that makes the humble command

To many, it is the first thing they need,
With a solid heart, they shed blood to get it hard.
Many, wish it happened without a blink
Because this strange thing brings transformation.

But we all miss the big quest.
How does it transform its’ guests?
Who is ready for what it brings?
Because it changes most into what they never want to be.

Can you control this strange thing?
That robs or builds the greatest treasure from within
Can you speak and not be intimidated?
When it appears before your very face.
Will you allow your voice to be bought?
When it seeks for nothing but yours
Will, you still have a choice 
When it does show its beautiful side?
Yes, what’s the strange thing
Money -the core of corruption.

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Life Experiences

life is full of experiences, something that you need to learn..
but there is no experience without practicals..
and no practicals without a man..

We hit the rock so hard sometimes..
We create beautiful episodes sometimes..
Each of these are different experiences..
Experiences that we must be ready to learn.
But when you fail to learn from them..
They will come again and again
Each taking different shapes..
Make you staunted and even crawl...
Until you learn to tackle and overcome.

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Robber of Every Soul

Oh, black man of the night
Robber of every soul
destroyer of the strongest heart 
Melter of the most beautiful eyes

Why do you make us wail in hate?
Why become our unpredictable fate
Why take away our voice
Why make us feel like we don’t have a choice 

Without you, we all have hope but with you our world is undefined
Mighty men born with a task, when you meet them, they leave their task behind
Sometimes they wish you never existed
Yet with nature by your side, you can’t be resisted

Sorrow roams each time you visit
Hearts plead for you to listen
But You love the arson
Now Snatching is your credit

Oh, can you listen when we cry
Can you let go of your mission when we ask?
Can you bring back our loved ones and not deny?
Or will you continue to bask in this vastness of hatred wearing a mask?

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Our World, Our Pain, Our Remedy

On one count in our world where remedies are wanted
Yet vessels are found with no still soul
So much Pain is communicated in silence within the nation
but only among the likes that can understand its notion

The birds are crying for their safety yet standing on a dying tree
The fetus is kicking in the womb of a mother seeking a hideout at gunpoint
The children are struggling to sleep while their parents stand and watch
The authorities are calling for votes from a hungry nation with no peaceful homes

Where do we go from here?
What can we do to end the suffering and instill peace?
How can we stop the crying voice with a heavy heart?
When will the day stay forever?

Tell me the remedy to a painful heart where laughter can no longer make it smile?
Spell out the remedy for those wet eyes that beauty can no longer stop its drop?
Can you tell the remedy to a sad soul that music can no longer feed?
The rhythm is lost, yet the heart keeps dancing endlessly.

Let’s match the tone of love
Love can make the poor forget who they are
Let’s match the tone of love
For love can put away pride and the taste for violence
Let’s make this place our home again
By standing for others and standing with no ulterior motive
For the world revolves around and tomorrow is unknown

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Once a Lover, Now a Devil By Richie Kharis

She told him "I hate you," but he took it as a joke
Her smile was deceiving and her voice was relieving
He only saw an angel with a figure like an eight
And never bothered to take note of her repeated joke

He told her, " Look, I love you—I'll take a blow for you."
But she looked at him smiling as if his words were untrue
Yes, I know, but I still hate you because that is what I do
Again, he waved, but this time those words came sinking through 
I see you working, defending me, and fighting for me
I never wanted this, but I knew the dark would come to be
Over the years, you kept thinking that I had agreed to this
But the fact is, I never loved your guts; I never loved you

His actions and wet eyes made her see him pure
He thought his childhood savior would be his future cure
But something can't be changed when it's already been done
Though he stood smiling, he was far gone for sure

Two years later, he was found wanting in the tavern
Playing hearts and breaking souls was his only mission 
He never cared about any feelings cause he had no reason 
was once a lover, but now a devil with no return