School Human Poems

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AGENT BROWN: I AWAKEN EVERY NIGHT IN TOTAL FEAR FOR MY SAFETY AFTER WEARING WIRES PREGNANT...

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Internally unconventional, externally conform,
In the game of life, it's the norm.
Always watch yourself, like you're on a stage,
Avoid regrets, don't let your actions rage.

Bullies on...

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I am a human of skin and bone
That has always felt alone
My parents ruled with fear
A heavy use of fists when near

Autism limited me to...

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All those movie characters
Crying in the shower
Definitely staged
But guess not
Short fits of panic
Fizzing in the steam
My lifelike dreams
Scare me
Waking up
Between dreams
To realize
You were never there...

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Remember when times were so hard
Families could barely make ends meat
But if a stranger came too your door
He’d be offered something to eat

Getting into a...

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Tonight I stayed at work until 7:00.
It was dark when I locked the front doors.
Winter approaches again, soon the great coat
huddled like a rug around...

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IV.

Lia called himself a woman,
though his chromosomes disagreed,
inside he felt he was female,
he made that his identity.
In the second year of high school,
the woke faculty...

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slaves around me, slaves everywhere,
I am myself a slave, slave to scares.
bound by chains unseen,
in prisons without walls,
enslaved by beliefs from births,
tutored to worship,
trained to...

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I remember being taught in High School that we
all have human rights, some of which are civil rights       ...

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The last months were a challenge,
Like nature was taking a revenge.
People were giving up on their lives,
Many men left the world leaving alone their wives.

We...

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Once there was a smallish town
where the people all lived free,
it could be raucous at times,
as free folks are wont to be.
But into this came...

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VIII.
Chris had done lots of studying in school,
and then logically came to understand
that there was no deity in this world,
there was just matter, life, and...

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V.
Marie was a newly minted teacher
who got a job at a good private school,
one dedicated to ‘progressive’ thought,
which Marie though was remarkably cool.

They had this...

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I need food. 
I need water.
I need love.
I need father.

I have myself and no one else.
I'm hungry and cold and tired.
The children at school are...

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They pass my window every day
the young, the old, the tired, the grey,
the little woman going to church,
the teenage lover left in the lurch,
the silver...

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