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Temples of Profit
...They came with robes and golden rings, Not to heal — but to own sacred things. With Bibles bound in blood and silk, They turned living water into poisoned milk. Altars became ATMs, Forgiveness......

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Categories: auctioned, religion,
Form: Free verse
How Can We Not Have This Conversation
...How can we not have this conversation where footprints of the poor vanish beneath the boots of investors, and the river sings only to those who can afford its luxury? In Chobe, the elephants......

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Categories: auctioned, community, conflict, corruption, feelings,
Form: I do not know?



Democracy In A Coffin
...Democracy in a Coffin” They wrapped the flag around his mouth, called it freedom, then shot him for speaking. The ballot box bleeds ink and oil, votes drowned in rivers of silence. Statues......

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Categories: auctioned, dark,
Form: Free verse
Conquered, Part VI
......A throat clear by the tall doorway, and she saw Geren there,” he said, “Lindone, that slave is mine, and I don’t like to share.” The warrior growled and said,“Your hall is cold of late.” Said G......

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Categories: auctioned, change, confusion, depression, desire,
Form: Epic
Love Auctioned For Gold
...By Imran Ahmed Two Men Stood At Fate’s Gate One Loved Her More Than Stars One Loved Her More Than Light Both Were Ironclad In Devotion, She Loved Neither Only Her Reflection Her Scent A Spellb......

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Categories: auctioned, love,
Form: Free verse



a beautiful dream, slowly dying
...The earth wept for no reason under a soft articulate noise of auctioned lives, a beautiful dream, slowly dying. Rottenness seeks in the soul righteous prey, grown from pure moment......

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Categories: auctioned, dream, earth, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
The Teacher
...A teacher, A strange identity, Nameless, without a surname, Wordless, without recognition. A shared identity, A heartfelt tale in silence, A rebellion hidden within words. He, the veiled rev......

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Categories: auctioned, discrimination, education, freedom, identity,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Emperor Auctions off his Clothes
...Come one, come all, to the grand affair! The emperor sells his finest robes bare! After a child called out: "He has no clothes" What would the crowd bid for those? The emperor beamed, modelling......

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Categories: auctioned, clothes, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
A GIRL AND A DREAM
...Like every other young girl She holds a dream, vast and bright But born in a land of dark shadows That hunt and silence dreams. Tempted by a shinning chance She seized it with both trembling......

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Categories: auctioned, 12th grade, africa, anger,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Jewella de Vil
... {To be sung to the tune of Cruella de Vil song from 101 Dalmatians movie} Jewella de Vil, Jewella de Vil If she doesn't tempt you, no other thing will, To own her will take your strateg......

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Categories: auctioned, parody, song,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Psychological Warfare
...In this psychological warfare, where the fate of Romeo and Juliet has not discouraged lovers I was warned, "tread carefully, only move forward if you are prepared to battle against satanic ad......

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Categories: auctioned, angst, love hurts,
Form: Free verse
HERITAGE
...HERITAGE Like a last puff of dust from an empty room Almost a cough, as the last sign of life calls From times when it was a bustling residence Now deserted, with nothing left in evidence No t......

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Categories: auctioned, home, lost,
Form: Rhyme
Why those best suited to high office never get elected
...They are, Still in touch with reality They Value logistics over statistics, They ask the right questions. They don't believe in a totally cashless society, Their vision for the future include......

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Categories: auctioned, care, character, city, community,
Form: Burlesque
Premium Member In the fabric of the world, hate is a heavy word, and love equally laden
...In the fabric of the world, "hate" is a heavy word, and "love" – equally laden, When you lose yourself in the arc of unconditional affection, you know it's a beginning or an unexpectedly sudden end.......

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Categories: auctioned, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Why I Don't Celebrate Christmas - Fiction
... Grandma died when I was 18 years old, on Christmas day. I never really got to know her well since the family had pretty much kept their distance from her due to her 'weird religion.' I grew up unch......

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Categories: auctioned, christian, christmas,
Form: Narrative

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