Hate. Poems

September 11th

9/11

America is a place we would all love to go,
But on September 11th is was bombed by people we didn't know.
It may have been an ordinary Tuesday
People walking here and there
But on that dreadful day
People's lives were blown away.
Firemen, police and paramedics lost their lives
Just trying to do their job to survive.
People didn't know if

Fall from love to death

It started with a smile
A true love a dirty deep love
Panda dunks and bands flying 
Clubs and soft skin
Past in the can can you remember

He was so sweet so loving
You wouldnt see it coming
The slow poison 
Shes living live laughs jokes with his boys and then

He snapped

The bruise ripened like the fake fruit that sat

An Arm’s Length Away

Sometimes, when we hurl
angry words—
ancient stones thrown by indifference,
lodging in the ears of our children.
Witnessing horror twist itself into child’s play.
A stone’s throw—killed our empathy.

Anger knows its enemy:
sitting next to,
sitting opposite of,
never with.
It sits a stone’s throw away.

Rising from the ashes of fear—
Vapours of flesh smoulder
as blooded lava flows.
Cools—
our scarred magma to a crusted creed.

The

1410

A broken heart has no hole, yet it bleeds,
So time will heal the wound your hatred breeds.

Silent Scream

A silent scream cannot be seen
Nor captured within our hearing
It lies inert somewhere between
Our normalcy and our fearing

A silent scream is colored green
When envious matters may strike
And one so preen becomes so mean
With quiet rage and hate alike

THINGS YOU NEVER TOUCHED

I stitched my silence with threads of things I couldn’t say.
I yearned with the last pieces I had stored away.

The moon watched me unravel, but never turned away.
The sea heard my cries, but never bothered to ask me "why?".

I carved poems on the inside of my ribs just to feel alive.
And the lines suffocated me

Gone

She was the brightest ray of sunshine
That warmed a chilly day
A gentle cool breeze
That could blow those blues away

What happened to that sweet girl
That turned her heart black
Hatred in her soul
She walked away and never looked back!

''Maybe they want a dictator''-Trump

Johnny get ya' gun
Red-Coats in D.C. - NO VOTES
BLEED FOR LIBERTY




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Notes:


IN THE UNITED STATES DISTRICT COURT 

FOR THE DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA 


UNITED STATES OF AMERICA CRIMINAL NO. 


v. GRAND JURY ORIGINAL 


DONALD J. TRUMP, VIOLATIONS: 


Defendant. Count 1: 18 U.S.C. § 371 (Conspiracy to Defraud the United States) 


Count 2: 18 U.S.C. § 1512(k) (Conspiracy to Obstruct an Official Proceeding) 


Count 3:

Day 369

Jay was tired of spending the best hours of his day
sitting in front of a glowing PC
of coloring his best years in beige and gray
So to his wife he made the plea.

They shipped bicycles across the ocean
Began a life of constant motion
People were supportive, in Muslim lands too
A family gave them a surprise concert on

Ignotus

Would you love me again
If you see me in gehenna

Would you hate me still
If you see me in heaven

This angst of love and hate
Will it end here or in limbo?

Since I know nothing over time
Of your disposition to me

My heart has become droplets
In the realm of nothingness.

A paradox - is there an escape?

Trapped in a box of the oppressors mind 
A paradoxical sentence where we don't get to survive 
Silence a promise to a world outside
Compliance a prison confined till we die 

Discombobulated choices
Either way each decision an enemy 
A fight for survival 
The endgame autonomy 
But freedom is a prize - unsure if we will win

Am I A Sacrificial Lamb?

They glare with eyes like frozen steel,  
Piercing, yet blind to what is real.  
They see the frame, not the flame,  
And brand me with a borrowed name.  

Their hearts beat cold, devoid of grace,  
Slander drips from lips that never face  
The truth I carry, bold and bare—

What More Must Love Do

What more must love do

To make this world a better place
                              To find the hate we must erase
To light the way, a path to know
 

The Betrayer

You are the traitor, cloaked in grace,
The shadow with a smiling face.
You wore our trust like stolen skin—
Then let the blinding rot begin.

The blood that stains these shattered lands
Was summoned by your greedy hands.
Not wrath, nor fate, nor time's decay—
It was your will that led the way.

Your perversions, dressed in silk and gold,
Consumed the weak,

OF COSMIC TERREATRIAL HUMANITY

OF COSMIC TERRESTRIAL HUMANITY

We were born 
Creatures of love,
And for a while
We remained so;
Unaware of knowing
And learning 
Anything else:-

Then, as if
By a human-like
Summer solstice,
We tilted
Towards becoming
Creatures of hate:-

Now, we find ourselves,
Being confused, vacillating
Creatures of life, caught
In human-like equinoxes 
Of love and hate,
On the terrestrial equator
Of human suffering:
Caught between earthly
Jaws of justice and injustice:-

Here, in the

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