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Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go 
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning 
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability 
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him  as much as  I did

(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)

Copyright © Stefanie Jones | Year Posted 2012

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I Stole a Portalette

I work hard at work and then at home
In the bathroom is the only place I am King of the throne
There is such a thing as a honey do list
And at work so much to do, no time for bliss
I did something that I know I will never regret
I went and stole a portalette
It fits perfect in the corner of my back yard
I notice the neighbors outside working real hard
We negotiate an admission fee for them to use it
I put up a sign that reads Enjoy it,  but don't abuse it
I hire the Chicanos around the corner to add some graffiti
I took advantage of Zero percent financing  from Sears to install some central air 
and heating
Next summer I will expand it and add another wall
This will be where I will have a spa
I just put in cable tv to provide entertainment
Now my friends want to steal their own portalette
I told them construction sites are probably an ideal place to get one
I tell them to check and see how full it is,  because spilling it ain't no fun
If it is full,  complain to the Site Foreman so he will get it emptied, thus, making it 
easier for you  to handle
Be careful of the methane gas, use a flashlight, not a candle
Odo Ban works better than Febreeze
Try to place it under some shade trees
It will keep the temperature inside moderate
Take pride in your newly acquired  portalette
If you treat it right, it will provide you with this one thing
It may not happen in your own home, but in your portalette you can always be King
But now you get into the issue of His or Hers
Another visit to the construction site may have to occur

Copyright © Eugene Carmen | Year Posted 2008

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Young Black Man

The everyday struggle of a young black man
Just the thought of being broke
Trying to get him to understand
If you don't work You don't eat
But these young black men in today's generation
have their own understandin about this dog eat dog world
And what it's like to survive in the streets

On the block with the nicks and the dimes
Like a 9 to 5
Saying they just trying to make ends meet
But when those ends don't meet
Than their mindset change 
And turn to plan B
Now they scoping out the next man neighborhood
Than head back to the house just to plot a B&E
Hoping they don't get caught

But when they get caught
They sit alone in a cell
Looking at their reflection
as If they were looking at their own worst enemy
But nobody din't get you there but yourself
Young Black Man
You have to ask if need a little help
Young Black Man
Now you having dreams 
Anticipating your freedom in that outside land

But when you get outside
You head back to the block to the trap house
To grab your fie and a pound 
And head back out on the block
Talking bout you putting in overtime
Young Black Man

So it's no more 9 to 5
Now it's sunrise to sunrise
but when will you look over your life 
And finally realize you could have did something better
Now you have a child on the way
Do you think they care if you work at mc D's , BK
Or sold water off the side of the palmetto
Just to get a buck
Young Black Man

You can be an entrepreneauer
Set forth and learn something new bruh
Instead of being subjected to the streets
And next thing we know we lose ya
Now you got your family and friends
Heading to the Flea
To get that R.I.P. placed upon theor black Tee
Forced to think about the old days and loved memories
Cause you see

"Back in the days 
I was young and afraid
Like I was lost in a maze 
A creature trapped in a cage
And I just wanna be free

So Its time we make a change...

Copyright © channing Lewis | Year Posted 2012

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odd coffee date

All was going well until she asked for a drink
Then my stomach started to sink
She ask “do you have coffee?”
“no it’s OCD”

Stood up, turned 80 degrees
Counted my steps, ones and threes
Get the scales and measure the grains
In nerves, must not make any stains

Add the milk, not too much
Now the sugar, just a light touch
Click the kettle, watch my watch
If she was Irish, I could always add scotch

Click! Pour the water
63 mm size always matters
A quick stir, a wee bit slower
Too high make it lower

Turn clockwise, go for the door
Marching like in the marine corps
There she is lying in a heap
I was  hours, she’s fast asleep

Copyright © David Savage | Year Posted 2007

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Green People

I see green people
They tell me they come in peace 
But they are showing me the roots to all evil
I see green people
They try to disguise their intentions 
But their actions are so see through
I see green people
They are the true world leaders
There are no free actions or thoughts
You do or think what they want you to
I see green people
They manipulated all of our history
So if we were to find the truth
It doesn't matter because their is no proof
I see green people
As their head grow larger 
I continue to have distant dreams of me being considered a equal
I see green people
They told me to worship them or die
Close my eyes and look through the lies
Because without them 
There is no chance to walk among the Gods
I see green people 
And there is no doubt about it
They truly show me the roots to all evil

Copyright © Andre Sanders | Year Posted 2012

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Why you no work

…Money…in a voice that rustled.
No sir, I do not have any money.
How about getting a job?
…Change…in a voice that creaked.
Sorry sir, I don’t make the rules.
How about running a campaign?
…Help…in a voice that trailed.
Sir, how do I do that?

Copyright © Pang Xiong | Year Posted 2012

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The woman of my heart

Neutrality in your colour seduces me and overwhelms my pride. Originality in your words attracts me and drives my senses to you. Prenuptial agreement, I must sign, without delay. Quest no more! You are my type of girl. You are with no doubt the woman of my heart

Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2013

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The Leafless Tree Poem

The life of all companies starts with an idea, much like planting a seed that begins the life of a single tree.

The tree slowly develops and occasionally produces a leaf, while all alone primarily a leafless tree.

The tree continues to grow and produce more leafs, this is quite indicative of individual growth, the makings of a vibrant tree.

Braving both the fall and winter the tree primarily remained leafless; however, prosperity occurred during the spring and summer, overshadowing what was obviously a false weakness.

Prosperity revealed itself through the production of countless more leafs -- nature's demonstration of talent and commerce, the spectacle of a completely leafed tree.

Copyright © John Sudds | Year Posted 2015

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Leap Year

Boss, being as this is leap year
and Feb 29th is an extra day
do I have to work tomorrow?
tomorrow being an EXTRA day

He says,  take your appeal 
to the big man upstairs
he invented 365 days
and these pesty leap years

With all due respect, I reply
I thought it was the Greek culture
Not the the big man upstairs
that invented "time" as we know it

(I didn't REALLY say that, I just thought it)

BUT, I say, it's an EXTRA day
kinda like SATURDAY?
do you expect me to work

So he says, look at it this way
most months are 30 or 31 days long
so really, you are working a short month
only 29 days long

I have to admit
this crap makes sense
so I give up my appeal
concerned that I might
if I don't keep quiet
end up owing money in the deal

Copyright © Kimmy Holmes | Year Posted 2008

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the gym.

walking in I see I'm not the only one thinking,
    1,2,3,4, every rep every set the body pumping,
        rock in the speakers so no one starts screaming,
           from the treadmills to the dumbbells every ones pushing,
we go to the gym to get away,
     here we find our thoughts of the day,
           no one knows no one can sees it's our way,
                 all our troubles in millions of sets whats there to say.
with every calorie we burn every sweat that falls,
     bills are paid,all is forgiven,no longer crawling the walls,
           it's how we release how we let go it's our peace of mind that is all,
we walk in with so much on our minds,
     we walk out with the smile we couldn't find,
           we don't find it in abuse in a bottle or looking for signs,
                 we find our thoughts here in the gym that is how we unwind.  

Copyright © michael romero | Year Posted 2008

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Illuminated city

Illuminated city
Tarq Hassan

No one in the darkness of night
That strange bird wings
The town was illuminated,
I was fascinated to see continue make-
For a moment was lost in a dream.

I could see the light of how the skyscraper palace
I thought it would be a strong friendship with the sky
The pinnacle of the luxury mansion
The sky seems to have rolls.

Underworld place I've heard a lot of stories, and I could see
Lanes glazing of the city
Many small buildings arranged in color
I am alone in the silent night, the illuminated city.

The photograph on the wall of the mind come up katana
Billboard at the side of the road,
Alleges the god of this world
This city is so beautiful sajalo Who?

I am a worker, worker thinking
The workers involved in labor sweat
This city is so beautiful, cheap labor while celebrating.

But then got frustrated when
Hard work, fair value loss
The city is in the hands of those who would arrange
Just getting some of the abuses and neglect.

And once those entities sleeping jagena
Why is it undesirable to us,
Maybe someday I'll move out of the city
There will be stuck on the walls sweat attalikara workers,
As the scrub, and water soaked city.

I have broken labor to build a Manufacturer
Come back again, maybe the smell of sweat suke
I fall into the hands of workers, the illuminated city.

Copyright © TAREQ HASAN | Year Posted 2016

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Mr. "Somebody"

"Inside a world that changes every day,
Inside a world that nobody remembers the day after,
Mr. "Somebody" tries to learn the values and principles of life
in reading mythologies and fairytales.

I am so sorry Mr. "Somebody"
You will find no happily ever after."

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved

Copyright © Constantinos Grigoriadis | Year Posted 2008

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Take it to heart when someone says,
" Hard work is honest living! "
My ma used to say it in a convincing voice,
when we gathered around the table
for many delicious meals;
and we couldn't start eating
before saying, " Grace "...
" My children, God gave this to us,
and must be always thankful
that He provides for us! " 

" Hard work is honest living ",
I won't forget this proverb so rooted in truth...
as I go through life with each blessing;
if we forget to thank God, all our days,
we deliberately ignore the wonderful gift
given to us through His kindness!
Lift up your praying eyes, and see what's worth;
simply make that commitment!
And remember that everything we have received so far,
was the persistent prayers of a firm believer like ma!   

Very few people believe in these words,
" Hard work is honest living! "
They like getting paid for something,
which was done by somebody
who had a different set of beliefs,
and that credit they didn't deserve,
because not even an ounce of sweat perspired 
from their cool skin by not using their hands! 
Be glad to perform your job with full honesty;
every dollar you'll earn, will make you proud!

Unfold your banner, you fearless laborer;
there's no shame in doing odd jobs: 
your head must be held high and your righteous heart
must rejoice before God for your integrity!
Your children will pick up your yoke and carry on
that tradition, so that no farmer and carpenter would feel inferior;
and where would their food come from?
And how their house would be built without the strength of the builder?  
Think quickly:  laziness makes the idle mind depend on someone else;
look around yourself, which one prospers:  the lazy one or the hard-working one?

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2009

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MidNight Wishes

Even though i did not hear your voice tonight i'm still ahit,
I will go on like this for ever, i wont go out without a fight. 
I'll fight till the end of this life to win your heart,
All you have to do is tell me when to start.

The music blarrin in my head phones at 1:52 AM and i'm lovin it, 
cause it helps me remember your gorgeous smile like it was meant to fit. 
Wanting to feel your touch and kisses all over me ignites the fire in me,
Wanting to take you by your hand and run wild in a big sea. 

There aint much i can say to express myself but this will have to do for tonight,
I think its just that i haven't reached height.
You no I love you and that's all that matters or will ever matter to me,
I will love you till i die, like I told you before, cant you see? 

Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012

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I cant wait

I can see my future
Bright and so richer
I can see the bigger picture
I wanna be my life’s teacher.

My future will be so bright
Don’t get me wrong get me right
I know that I have my dreams 
Not those I have by night
And because I’m willing to fight
I’m sure I will get it right.
And that is why I can’t wait.

My future will be bright and fair
Not because I’m going to be a millionaire
But because I will get there
Were those who succeeded are.

Day and night I will pray
Before I get to gather hay
I won’t wait for May
Just because today is today
I will be hand in hand with work and any try.
Because I know there is no other day like today.

I won’t term myself ‘a failure’
Because I know I won’t be a failure
Life is easy and I don’t know why
                        They think it’s difficult
For my future; I can’t wait. 

Copyright © Desire Kateyera | Year Posted 2016

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The Janitor

The Janitor
Lionel Derbyshire

He takes the wipe and aims
At the drip of urine
He looks and concentrates
With deep ambition
It is now dry white and clean

He marches proudly up and down
And flushes clean what's left behind
He walks here and there
And wipes whenever he can
He keeps it clean.

His face is brutal humble
He does not grumble
It is no trouble
To clean a fumble.

His shoes is shining black
He is neat and tidy.
Tonight he will 
Put food on the table.
And pray for thanks.

Nobody ever says
Thank you
To the Janitor.

Copyright © Lionel Derbyshire | Year Posted 2016

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My First Poem

I thought as hard as I could
Of how I would my first poem begin
But this I knew
That once I put my pen to paper
Then I could write a full book

So I started to write
With my eyes moving from left to right
And a lot running through my mind
People will hate it
While some others, it will change their lives

But this again I knew
That behind the best lines are worst words too
I hope it would be given a fair trial
My heart couldn't hope for any better
And at the end, you would say
How I love to read this poem again

Copyright © Okunsebor Williams | Year Posted 2012

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Gold Rush

Able bodies come..
dig .. excavate.. find gold..
how I jumped..keep looking..
mercy.. Nothing!.. 
ore... picks..quick rising 
settlements.. tents.. Unbelievable..
Vigilantes.. Worries... xenophobic.. 
yelling zestfully..

Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2010

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Let Me Shine

You say you know whats best for me, but you dont even really care. I'm trying to make a better life, can't you see? I'm already 1/2 way there. I want to do more, hear my voice. change in career, a life changing choice. A big decision yes I know, You take it personal and it shows. Would you like some cheese with that whine? It's a golden chance, a chance of a lifetime. Give me some slack and let me shine. I'm "a beautiful soul" you "love me so much"? But I'm just an asset and your only crutch. I like you yes, but know this now, I'm not the only worker in this town. You dont come here to live, you come here to die. This is Business, so no need to cry. Another excuse it's all the same, I want to live not play people's games. You say you support me but do you care? I'm not your property, you have to share. I'm "a beautiful soul" you "love me so much"? But I'm just an asset and your only crutch

Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2013

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spent (by kimmy holmes) my daughter

It sucks to be me
so beautiful

That's how I make a livin
being the what you need

A buck at a time
pays my rent
makes me feel
so spent

Copyright © janetta harrington | Year Posted 2007

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Gold Rush

Once upon a gold rush
In the midst of 68'
They rallied up the minors
To find the worthy candidate
Stand up for the people
Hook the bosses with the bait
One point for the minority
Mark it on the slate
When the tables turned
Causing havoc and debate
They fired all the workers
And won't let them past the gate
Slide through Canadian borders
To another mining state
When they went to catch the train
They found the were too late

Copyright © H Bueckert | Year Posted 2007

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Work like a slave
to eat like a chief.
As work was blessed,
It's important to work hard
because we were born to work.
Lucky are those
who knows how to work,
and cursed are those
who do not like to work.
Work as a gift,
it's everyone's joy
who need to live in peace
as he said so that work 
is the best priority of man.

Copyright © sekitto Herbert Grace kisakye | Year Posted 2010

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Dream Not Come True

Holding on to years 
Gone by kneeling pleading 
To  the younger years for what would
Be a broken future 
Poor broken dreams

Poor me nothing to show
For all the hard work 
Minimum  wage for no knowledge 
Drop out sweaty for head  tired feet 
Head so heavy to rest 

Poor broken dreams 
No way to see come true
Same cycle spinning like a web 
Of mistakes a little to late to learn
As time is racing against me 
Is no wonder I am stuck 
In this would be dream 

Poor me nothing to show 
Reliving the would be dream
Feeling sorry for a bad out bringing 
For the weakness no drive so easy to give up
And not try 
Just getting by day by day 
Pay check to pay check 
With nothing to show for the hard work 
Half a life time dream to proud to beg 
Head held high for trying to make 
A dollar out of fifty cents 
Bad choices coast a life time of broken dreams relived 

Copyright © mirian parrilla | Year Posted 2013

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The above twins of my mother,
they love each other
and move together day and night.
Whenever they reach,
they sit together and there where
they live,
they are parasites to each other.
When the first is sick,
the next becomes weak
and when the other die
the latter begin to cry because of pain.

Copyright © sekitto Herbert Grace kisakye | Year Posted 2010

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Pardon My Dolly (

When I seen her, I knew I had to make her mine
She comes a family with a knack for design
She is put together so very well
She has been mine for 15 years, no one can tell
I know this story must sound melancholy
But please if would pardon my dolly
She has never needed any reconstruction
She carries extra weight time to time but removes it quickly, no need for 
I love her so much, she is the one I know who will never let me down
She has strutted her stuff all over town
She enjoys being around me 
We have avoided so much contreversey
She waits for me right beside my bed
She need a new coat, possibly bright red
We ride together in a Denali
If you need a ride, I will say in advance pardon my dolly
She has seen more places than a band on tour
Everyone is familiar with her each time we enter a store
My girlfriend feels threatened by her, her name is Molly
But each day I politely tell her, pardon my dolly

Copyright © Eugene Carmen | Year Posted 2008

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Unused hands

This Satanophobia makes me fear more
A jobless framework like a rust armour
From the arsenal of an old strong warlord
Surefooted to cut down a long strong rod.

Its an aframomum melegueta
Which its pungency hurts than a cutter.
Idleness; a caustic abstract worker
Bow in the hand of evil chief archer.

Seest thou an idle man; devil's abode
Activates arch injurious spirit mode
There, every evil venture was acted
To destroy good works that was created.

The master of mischievousness is good
At making an unused hand as his food.
He puts evil on an engage-less man
Like ao dai on vietnamese woman.

Ye idles away like a falling leaf
While others toil to earn a coin for beef
And ye rip off them of their hard labour.
An idle man, a devilish harbour.

Copyright © Olayinka Samson Aremu | Year Posted 2014

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the chosen path

 Grave filled with papers
 Illnesses and diseases around
 Words and numbers full of pain
 Like black plague sinking in to the soul
 Every day the same pattern
 Every minute same agony
 No reasonable escape, no clear path
 The loss of control over mind
 The stress induced aching inside
 Tired of trying tired of fighting
 The egsistence, the end seems determined
 Can’t escape the feeling of living on the edge
 on the borderline of redemption, the imminent escape
 Everything and everyone seems temporary, lost in a haze
 Life ruled by minutes ticking out, by things gone by
 Too much thinking, digging in the past
 Present day drowning in a sea of regret 
 Neglected duties piling up, threatening the future
 The unbreakable circle, the same routine 
 No pleasure to be found, no point to look for.

Copyright © Rytis Gervickas | Year Posted 2016

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the mirrors and glasses can't help but falling
the tough and the mindless can't help but brawling
when earth's soul gapes through the looking glass
only pure spirits can protect it.

Copyright © Abbey Haigh | Year Posted 2011

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I think I will go to the boat Inn and have a shot or two maybe three

of burbon to smooth my skin, all the liqure yum yum that looks so deceious to me, I think i might move from this spot the guy sitting next to me thinks Im his go go dancer oh the foolish choices i've made ding ding I'm the winner.This place is getting crowed  to many hillbilly outlaws comming in the door they need to remove the buck shots from their ass hee haw and mop the floor,OH all the people are making a mess to think i have to clean there dirty glass if they only know how hard i work maybe they will get drunk enough to spit shine the floors.Yes i think i need to find a spot so i decided to get up and stumble out side, hey bartender looks like i need some more line em up buddy  four , five , maybe six will do the trick, Oh i love this boat  my head is starting to spin with the current of the wind.  And the music i hear i think I can take the stage oh now I lost my sheet of music i was singing to,now the word's we will never see,It was a classic wonder I sung a million before,but with out a beat I cant sing no more,cant stomp my feet cant feel the floor, All the violins don't play all the strings have popped and slung away,and my piano is missing keys and for the sake of me my guitars are busted out of tune i shall pass to sing for thee.Oh this place is such a mess to think i have to work in such a place.

Copyright © mary hardin | Year Posted 2013

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No Criticism

Queens to rule
Robbers to steal
Scientists to experiment
Teachers to teach
Why mess it up sir, let them do their work and you do what you are told to………

Copyright © Archana Garg | Year Posted 2014