Depression America Poems

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AGENT BROWN: HELLO THIS IS AGANT BROWN AND THAT DARK PLACE IS RETURNING AGAIN...

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Pain settles in quite instantly your senses 
are totally unprepared for this graveness
the notion to sleep sets in like an energetic 
twilight phase the injury...

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Many people work as a daily wager,
Why depression is becoming common in teenager,
Why the silence from teenagers gone,
Why the violence mode is going on?

Do what...

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Yesterday is gone, tomorrow hasn’t come yet, we have only today to cherish each and every moment with family and friends. As humans we can...

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Mother's mistake
She didn't get a remake
Had me
Wasn't much to see
Kinda slow
So many things I wanted to know
Places I wanted to go
Put aside 
Always cried
I was...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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in 1923 girl babies were named Nancy, Susan and Ann
boy babies were christened John, Michael, and Joe
then the flappers came along and changed everything
Now girls...

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and hopeless in between ~ who died like rats chasing american dreams


Book by John Steinbeck
Too late for Kim’s contest...

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In life's stormy race, find peace,
A balm for the mind's unease.
Nature's embrace soothes the soul,
In flowers' scent, worries unroll.

Sunsets paint skies with gold hue,
Stillness under...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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got what he wanted at my expense.

Said crack fast talking
hacker and scammer
pulled figurative wool over my eyes
going incognito and speaking a clipped
English mien his disguise.

He...

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There he sits that monstrous hypocrite. There he dwells as I wash these dishes, his dishes. There he slouches, watching his games, his news, his...

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stoic or mourning
in a time of depression
or keepers of secrets
with a hostile divide?

why daylit drawn curtains
made from fabric she's wearing
and 'mother-in-law's tongue'
on the porch to...

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The Waves

We walk along the shore together. 
We stop, and look out upon the sea. 
Words come to the surface, 
and sink again, 
unspoken. 

You...

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Strolling by the River Avon, I found somebody,
     Strolling to nowhere, I found a person.
I looked at the river, I followed...

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