Music Anti Bullying Poems

Two houses is what I call home, with two kitchens and a bed in 2 places I roam, I walk the streets without knowing what’s...

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Russia, my lovely

Why do I remember this now on a Christmas day 
galley boy on a tank ship that was old in 1956
as the youngest...

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Horror and love


He rented a room in Puerto Lemon to make love to
a woman beautiful, but since both of them came from one of those...

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Different is Just Different

He’s tall and muscular
and sports a short gray beard.
I see him every Sunday.
Often, he stands near
the church’s jazz band, moving
in rhythm with...

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Cave

There is no cave
Can hide your light
No hidden place
For Joy so bright

There's nothing
You should shut away
Your beauty needs
The light of day

As friends we'd scale
The highest...

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You wake up at night,
Heart filled with fright
Sweat on your brow
But it fades into nothing now 
Age in my eyes
Shows how time flies
Time on my...

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Autumnal reflection 

This is beautiful autumn, with no rain, no wind and no heat
soothing calm telling nothing about coming storms.
South Korea has solved the problem...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

Even as an old curmudgeon, aye pucker
and raspily suction, albeit toothless mouth
drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting 
(think feeble attempt 
impersonating...

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Loving includes
Me and you
Something to do
Just because
It makes sense

Ain't no way round it
We gotta
Plot our path
as we go
Reherstals are over
It's time for the
Show

Can't be reconnected
If...

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No, I'm not saying sorry
For standing up for me
And I'm done being worried
For saying what I need
If you can't handle the truth, then
You can leave...

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I'm tired of playing, I'm tired of hiding
Shame for myself is all I'm finding
Why do I gotta be what the world says we should be?
I...

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tread on! move on! in this life’s caravan,
unending trail of life from dusk to dawn!
pass skeletons in sand from days of yore,
sand has blown over,...

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The Psychiatrist


You make pleasant YouTube videos about things that you learned 
From books, countless courses, trainings
And what you heard from others.
And chiselled and smoothed your...

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There is no love
Like a child can give
There is no life 
Like a child has to live
There is no beauty
Like a child can see
There is...

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Meandering digression as you ran to your man cave.
Full of contempt, with no one to save.
Learning to differentiate your burdensome emotional baggage.
While I sit by...

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