Imagine there is no pandemic, vaccines and creation of controversy and lies
Imagine there is no wearing of masks and breathing difficulties
Imagine there are no social distancing and no people going to sleep in hunger
Imagine there are no barriers between the rich and the poor, that there is no one better than the other
Imagine standing hand in hand helping the needy as much as we enrich the wealthy
Imagine if corruption was punishable as much as stolen goods by he who does so only to buy drugs to recompense the apatite and that materialism wasn’t a song of praise and worship from those who have status
Just imagine if we all go to bed and there is no one hungry or impoverished and that the universe circulated the same for everyone
Imagine a Nation so united fighting together to stand together knowing that the Janitor deserves the same respect as the Managing Director
Imagine the value of education eliminating disadvantages, creation of thieves and desperation of people
Imagine IQ not calculated as being clever but caring and loving
Poet
Masego Nkuna
Categories:
apatite, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Forged by fire, my burning heart
As the hammer pounds to shape
The sacrificial apatite of the gods
Within the delusory Dragons Den
And love hibernates in a Hellion hole
Where demons dine demanding death
A pernicious smell fouls the ambient air
The Hydra prepares to unleash her wrath
For love is mangled in the molded madness
Left to the ravaging ruins a statue appears.
May.26.2019
Pick A Tile, Vol 5
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Categories:
apatite, fire, heart, lost love,
Form: Verse
Whirling colors have ceased for comfort
for the wonders of Earth vibrantly register
with the ocean hued eyes of aging apatite
The crunch of our feet as we traverse the dried
warm ocean beneath us
a mirror of the sky which touches the truth
To die so beautifully
as the phoenix dose before us
this repetition of sorrow
so sweetly brings us to peace
To hold your hand now
and witness the wonder of everything
that is magnificent
that is mournful
that is inevitable
To ask you how you see
this world meant for us to believe
would you retell the same reflection
from which burns so brightly
in the eyes of the ocean?
Categories:
apatite, autumn, beauty, imagery, life,
Form: Romanticism
The day she cried although it was dry.
the day she smiled but had no reason why.
pain she feels with nothing physical to heal,
no apatite but she forced the meal.
controlling all of negativity in life,
by simply grabbing the bible asking;
"please send down the angels tonight"
Categories:
apatite, day,
Form: I do not know?