Lost Humanity Poems

“The External World of the Internal”

when the Internal 
finally woke up

it was like all the words 
in that book - flew at It 
like flaming...

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life the main blessing
despite pain, grief or stressing
seems worth professing

what we haven't got
drives many human's sub-plot
until being caught

unthinking chatter
caustic words maim and batter
reactions matter

may not...

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Time an elusive thread,  
Unraveling mysteries, yet time remains unread and unknown.  
From birth to death, its secrets keep winding,
Yet its origin, and...

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I hear folks say it, “Love is love,”
a mantra they like to repeat,
it’s said with such vapid sureness
you’d think it was bleatings of sheep.
But if...

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Frail is our humanity
We put our stock
In things that rust and languish,
Things transient money bought.

We amass to our disposal
Comforts of great ease.
We seek to serve...

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Because I could not escape from Life –  
It rudely dragged me forth –  
The chaos swirled, consuming all –  
And Oblivion,...

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You sit there year after year looking at me as if you don’t care, you sit there picking your nose and smelling your polished toes,...

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We dream, with eyes that pierce the veil, 
Hope paints a future, bright and hale. 
Beyond horizons, dreams unfurl,
A tapestry for a transformed world. 
We...

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Our politicians of the 21st Century
Lack Insight 
The nature of true graft
The hardship 
Our hands have Laboured 
Of love for our community 
Together 
We were...

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...You apply it to history
and the causes we fought
just fade away into nothing,
and everything is lost.
You think that slavery was bad,
that’s just your point-of-view,
you think...

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If you can find shelter when the firmament rumbles
And drips spears of weighty waters
Keep about you the hope that clear skies might come,
Be glad for...

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In a land torn by evils cruel hands
where innocence once thrived in golden sand
echoes now haunt barren torched lands
of children lost, tears fall in graves...

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She smiles
and considers the crowd,
all backward somersaulting
detached vagabonds, all,
serious soft smalls revealed -
marshmallows imbued
with the glee of writing 
irregular poetry;
works of art thou art, ...

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I am         

I am man
I am nature
I am of life and of death,

I am lesser
I am greater
I...

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A Writing Challenge


A writing challenge Use these words correctly.

You’re, Your, & Yore
Their, There, & They’re
Wear, Where, & We’re

Lost in time, in days of yore,
your mother...

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