Courage Bullying Poems

In the olden, amidst an era where valor defined men, a towering figure emerged, Bai Bureh, the epitome of courage and leadership, a beacon of...

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I felt that it was all my fault
But i am the victim of sexual assault.
Nobody seems to see it that way
I wish I could just...

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Through the eyes that see
In the mind that think 
Faces are powdered white 
Like a kings face in horror 

Lo! The foes in light 
From...

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I haven't even processed 
And There came another .
once again buried 
Innocent's story of brutality. 
My worries doesn't stand a chance 
For what they went...

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They said it just wouldn't work
And would only cause disappointment and hurt.
They said it was too lofty
And just too costly.

This thing, this thing of mine,
This...

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On a hot and windless night
I lay in bed quietly with a bit sad
Looking back on the journey 
A shadow appears bashfully on the catwalk...

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Are secrets good or bad, 
this one, it drives me mad
Can a secret hurt someone
Like friends or my loved one. 

This secret has me troubled
My...

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You still expect more running after all works
Seeking for freedom at random to be castoff
You become aliens ruthless mindful of gifts
You care not about blood,...

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Come and open the space around me and set my spirit free; come and open the space around and let me breathe some dignity; courage...

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ever since I can remember I have known bullies
it began in grammar school
           I was...

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Revolution is a long word that no one should use lightly
A revolution does not take place too often or daily
In 1804, Haiti, formerly the Pearl...

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Should I smile, should I cry
I really need to be their ally
What would they like the most
How to get in and be in the "bros"

I...

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This is the only place where I can go when my heart burns and spirit muse in the desert and when the water is dried...

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Russia, my lovely

Why do I remember this now on a Christmas day 
galley boy on a tank ship that was old in 1956
as the youngest...

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To lost friends
I have opened the window and inhale the summer
Some of the cottages I see, made of stone and lime are empty, their owners...

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