Best Weild Poems

“When you are on the playing field
you are just a footballer. If you’re 
good, it doesn't matter if you [weild] 
CP, autism, or whatever [you lure].

You’re just a player. [There’s] a level
playing field. I hope people will see 
me and feel inspired to [start to...

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cycles of pitiful emotions
do we know the minds of the hurt and lost
 euphoric melancholy for some
a look into the minds of the so called brave
is it criminal or insanity
the broken arrow that wields the bondage of the meek
couragous is none
cross the borders of weekness
and...

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The calm before the storm
remain shapeless
to assume any form
step into the strange
to get a good understanding
of the norm
why be symmetrically perfect
when you can be perfectly deformed
I've been a geek nerd freak
black sheep since I was born
I may not weild any weapons 
but my tongue is...

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Whatever they think of me
I no longer pay any mind
Does it really matter in the Grand Design
Do they weild so much power as to make stars align
Or have they walked the miles in my shoes
Or put in as much painfull time
But time and time again
When...

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I remember that day and never looking back
I said goodbye to my family and grabbed my duffel bag
Im off to be a hero just like my grandfather and my dad
Im going to fight for America Im going to become a man 
I will make you...

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Sorrow is the word of the walk around
The more you tread, it heaps abound. 
You curve your lips to mend the world
And everyone around is a story unfurled.
You listen, rapt with attention
For you have to know the flow to dam the river.
You find a way...

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Africa In The News

Tanks hugging the 
Unwilling ground, 
Minute ants poke their treads. 
As blackened trees still smoke 
From the heavy rebel shelling. 
A faceless child lays in a 
Lake of blood, 
Its toothless mother tries 
To bite into a tree trunk 
Just to get...

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You've fallen in love with the medium state, 
im calling above for premieum fate. 
i watch you fall further as did the best angel, 
i point my sword knowing not the best angle. 
Most to weild before me let fear consume, 
you know its not...

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who assasinate JFK?
go ask mickey
with a simple thing said to someone on this trail
the metaphors of your theme parks
the grounds for secret training

I'm getting paid...
as a mentally gifted minor tortured for being intelligent
and you help the others
why do i deserve to die?

In the midst of...

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The year ends on saddest notes
of crying, dying babies in Palestine 
and obstructed efforts 
to throw them a lifeline 

They ought to have long halted
this ethnic cleansing 
of the indigenous inhabitants
Stop the cruel bombardment
of their poor apartments
I'm not just griping for nothing,
the scenario is too...

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what do you do for a living super soldier?
you are paid to go to another country and kill people you dont even know
what do you do for a living head doctor?
you are paid to lie about mental health, and continue to carry out your torture
what...

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they wept  
they crept
 but i cradled death unto its first steps and what i loved has fallen with me 
to weild a blade are to weild this tale i come before my fears 
darker than the sea and the only enmy i see...

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Superstitious tongues childhood blights
Exorcisms and voodoo fill his nights 
A cursed birth, a an evil within
Only he knows that the devil is him

How else can a child so bright 
Make sense of such a plight? 
No spell can cast his evil out
But leaves him scarred...

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the flag that flies above our head			
was put there by the people who are dead
you know, the veterans of the usa
the ones YOU seem to forget about everyday

they went to war for years at a time
and they barely even got a dime
come on people, you...

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I'm caught between my heart 
and my feelings
the insanes logic slowly revealing 
the battlefield drenched with mistakes 
made
not nearly enough the price to be paid

a calming word,
transformed
a harming world 
endured

a storm is drifting and quick on my tail
a confrontation of hot and cold gales
a twister...

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