Best Projectors Poems

Life is about breath, bridges, and becoming
Wondered who I'd been, where now was I heading
God isn't through with me yet

Light years of sixty-five dawned upon...

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It's not funny
To die for the liberty
For the freedom to speak
Freely without fears.

It is not beautiful
to suffer for the rights
To use simple or single words,
To...

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I’ve seen this silent movie reprise:
lips moving, but there’s no sound
Listen, listen only with your eyes,
Rudy Valentino is speaking now
Lips moving, but there’s no sound...

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From    black-board    to    projectors,
the   education   system    has  ...

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The mind is what you make it
The mind is a blank book at the time of birth
We are the authors we write what we will


the...

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A Dirge to my Old Semester
I peregrinated to the land of my ancestors
When I heard you are sick
I never knew it was true
Until when Timtec...

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The dreaded weekly full staff meeting,
Every Thursday, straight after school.
Where each teacher sits through mind numbing talk,
That’s neither fun, intriguing nor cool.

The new teachers sit,...

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Gazing,
Greek letters display of curious origin.
Impregnation skin softly writhing aware letters

Sea

Alpha, Omicron, Tau, Psi, Mu, Rho, pass through all the rest and each other figure...

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You, trickster, you
Thinking you could play me for a fool
But I know this game better than you
And ‘I told you so’ only goes so far
Words...

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For this is not the end of this obscene occurrence,
nor is it the start, my dear guests.
Somewhere down the middle of this table 
you sit...

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It’s all I can do to not carve these words across my eyes.
To immortalize what I imagine,
on this bleak, innocent canvas.
Each thought is a stain...

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Pathological Ego projectors
onto stereophonic EcoOthers,
voiced and unlanguaged,
rejoicing and lamenting,
healthing and reverse wealthing,
investing and divesting,
breathing in and bleeding out,
do not make viable healthy candidates
for democratic WinWin...

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Lights moving in time with the music
at a mansion in a neighboring town
Vibrations pounding through the stereo bugle
hark you feel it escalate then drown
projectors casting...

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I’m starving, no breakfast, dinner or lunches
Suffocate the next coward, sinner that punches
Constantly roaming in depression, a product of this stress
Spectators cleaning my aggression 
Features...

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   Hypocrites sucking off the silicone tit 
of the antichrist spirit.
Man infestation from the pit of 
deliriot.
In hallowed halls of...

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