Bashings Poems - Poems about Bashings

...The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti Hurt tremendously and disturbingly The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients On their de......

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...I stubbed my toe ... (I do this a lot since turning fifty-five, when everything I picked up to read began going to arm's length in order to be visible, and "readers" became ......

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...Would like to state it clearly Hence I won’t hush up, I cannot stand the burdens Of all whom are corrupt. Some say the world is crazy Though it’s not the worlds conduct, When people act disgr......

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...What will we look like 300 years from now With the progress being made, will we still be around Supermarkets will be teeming There'll be bashings and beanings Everyone wanting their share......

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...Starting Over poem Lionel Derbyshire Have you ever been at the start all over again .. In that well is empty confidence Where your sun don't rise. You looking for a start In circles. Bash......

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...https://www.youtube.com/edit?video_id=M1uhJSVuz_A School bashings in 1951 Oh I went to school in fifty one Like every six year old should I did't know what was in store A flogging for my good?......

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...I think perhaps, there is no sadder thing to know then many of the works of Edgar Allan Poe. In reading those familiar bardic words I find I could be scared of death, dreams, bells a......

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...Why Me? It was such a great day as he held me & said I love you The clouds a white fleece & the sky such a beautiful blue My heart was singing, my eyes aglow & I thought I knew Days of happin......

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... Today I feel like a new me arisen from old rubble Of all the evil and abuse I underwent; The fast lanes of life's changed me, I am living life anew, going through the motions When the goin......

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...I grow saddened, our streets have begun to flow with blood our offspring run wild, animals they prowl the streets prey on the weak king hits and glassings, blood forks and the rivers ......

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...Do you ever ire of being a logger Characters to many a pass word here a password there ......

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...Do you really care that I am hurting? Emotions that you try to hide by averting. I wish I could believe that you care, if I say anything regarding us, you take it as a dare. Taking your verba......

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