Best Categorizing Poems

At 3am you become your own philosopher, categorizing
the different genres of humans and wondering
if you fall even remotely close to anyone on the spectrum.
You debate with yourself the meaning of life, again,
and then regret everything you accomplished the previous day.

5am, that’s the breaking point.
The sun...

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If my mind be painted in colors borrowed, would it be red? 
Rusted in brown, or maybe instead, an indigo streak?
Depending upon the source of inspiration, 
and the song on the radio at the time of connection...
I keep coming back to sea green, 
or the...

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hospitality, peace and mutual respect; we’ve chosen
because the key to our prosperity is love, unity and cooperation
settlers now on the cheat as our true identity is kept frozen
but no matter what! We will reverse it with our landmark ordination

the threats against our heritage and culture...

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Where, oh where, is God? 
When will the man-child stop asking why,
stop searching for the other, the greater, the bigger
the more glorious presence?

This constant need to see other than oneself as the source.
Even with a brain (and we know Frank Baum has told us 
only...

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It's the course of every love song.
It's the tempo of every good bye.
The tone behind "I'll love you forever",
And the reason behind a midnight cry.

Maybe she's the girl who never noticed
Or he's the boy who never cared.
Regardless we stay awake night after night,
Wishing they were...

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They're on the wall is a self-portrait of me
In a small local art gallery
A small group of people looking at the picture 
There are few who agree look at his Eyes 
Look at his eyes
I show no smile no teeth lips put together
In awe and...

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-Society's view of the normal person is so far off that I am yet to meet a single person that has told me that they are this normal we speak of. Nobody meets the unwritten requirements of this conceptualized normality that we use so loosely....

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What people get to decide and validate other people by categorizing them? Is it the “good people,” the “rich people,” the “smart people…?”
I’m really just trying to understand something. 
Who decides and what makes them relevant when we the people are all “Just People?”
Where did...

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An alter in an altercation? No. That is merely the result of a lemon fruited display of a quite fruity pie. Or could it be an orbital orange? Or lake of lime? In time digestions of peas is quite charismatic when absorbed with the milk...

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Just say no and stop the liberal progressive socialist agenda dividing our country, or any other country! Simply based on the CRT (Critical Race Theory)!

It will further divide the divided states of America based upon race. Resulting in our categorizing and restricting any positive and...

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Tracing the envelope of my existence
i take a walk around the seams
checking for chinks in my fine armor
checking for holes along the way
trembling at the prospects of repair
feeling my own deep dispair
knowing that what it may seem
the way is always a little more
feeling now the...

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Black lives sounds exclusive 
I'm afraid and fear for my race, its slowly turning into racists
Its like they are still being chained, now mentally
Its student pushed to some degree and turned master
Hate is now embedded into their DNA
Damn struggle is now an entitlement
freedom is a...

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Bigotry is ignorance 
Bigotry is not meeting but maybe one person in a certain category.
Bigotry is categorizing all people into the same box 
based on crazy things
like religion, the color of their skin,
even their hair color if you truly get down to it.
How many times...

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The essence of everything
parades in my mind’s heart
categorizing items into cages
in a variety of dwellings

Overwhelming my dendrite highway
actually putting her off her feed
to make sense of mysterious ideas
I fall into a deep sleep to escape

Upon awakening my idealism is unclear
My thoughts are foggy, but feel...

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