Snow Child Abuse Poems

He layed me on the snow. My backside was freezing, the hard chunks of snow overwhelming my body like prickling needles. He pulled my pants...

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This poem is a metaphor about child abusers and abuse, bullying, and suicide.




The buzzards picked my bones apart,
the only thing left was my bleeding heart.

They...

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These are poems for the victims of the Nashville Covenant School shootings.


Nashville Covenant Call to Love
by Michael R. Burch

Our hearts are broken today
for our children's...

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We're down on our knees
Begging you please
For wanting a which way to go
Are you listening at all
Uouve forsaken our call
Oh why is your answer so...

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She’s certain to be reminded when she returns for a visit
what an awful child she was to raise
the kid who brought home report cards of...

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Antinatalist Poems

Habeas Corpus
by Michael R. Burch 

I have the results of your DNA analysis.
If you want to have children, this may induce paralysis.
I wish I...

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Look into my eyes.
     What do you see?
     It’s only me, 
     Who...

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“SUMMER”



Where 
has Summer 
gone?

The world 
has lost 
Summer

Sweet 
little 
dream

missing 

all those other 
beautiful  
small dreams 

seen as toys
small and 
inconsequential 

casually tossed aside,...

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"The Children of Gaza" Lyrics: I

These lyrics were written by Michael R. Burch and were adapted in places to the music by Michael R. Burch...

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When a child cries inside 
their tears will never show 
Their life is full of masking hurt 
so not a soul will know 
The pain...

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Watery eyed thoughts came,
Zap! Pow!  a short circuited brain.
Inward turned burned ocular pain,
too many thoughts to restrain 
I’m a cheap sheep making my mistakes...

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She remained silent amidst the squeaks of the bats
Sleeping on the hostel bed, she dreamt of winging like a dove. 
Her tears were blended with...

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SOUL OF JULIA

By the golden bough I watch, Julia,
through the winds of darkness.
You touch the golden leaves with your strange smile.
Where do your thoughts drift...

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Murky water left to drink
floating particles of death
Erie presence leaves discontent
As something wicked floats in it.
The bone chilling chilly wind doth blow
off Lake Erie with...

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And how the wind howled around
  the old container,
    wheezed through the cracks,
      laughed devilishly, 
...

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