I was on trial.
The crime was denial.
When I admitted,
I was acquitted.
Seduction as a means to engage
perhaps you welcome the playful naughty invitation
cautionary word ~ price may be high
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Why do harm to an innocent child
Because you want to steal
Their young souls and spirit or take
Advantage because they're
Young and helpless
Plotting to cause them pain
Just because you have a sickness
Get some help or replace your
Sick desires with prayer and stay away from
Innocent children
To my mama they stole,
I dont blame you for what was done
You sacrificed your life for my childhood
You fought for my right of innocence
You spoke so I could have freedom
It's not your fault
You were just born black
I'm not old enough to understand why
But i do understand your love
I feel it even in your absence
I know I'm the child and your the parent
But even black mothers deserve to be nurtured
Your hugs were always the best medicine
They always made this bleak world better
When we can next visit I'll give all the hugs so you can be happier
I promise to find a way
To make the men with cuffs pay
For taking my mommy away
Love your 'sweet baby child'
(As you always call me)
P.s I love you
Amidst intense bullet rain
A little scavenger came to collect casings
Shot, bleeding—the smell of gunpowder in his pocket.
Tanks arriving from the city,
The heartless brutality of olive-green clad people—
Fire-spitting defiance—the ruler's red eyes.
The wound of losing colleagues
People who easily forget, take action
The olive-green clad trusted ones take action.
Those whom people consider dearest
The last refuge for justice in times of distress.
Against the people of the entire world
Their own declaration of war—
In their consideration, everyone is a fascist, an accomplice.
Actually, everyone is a fascist
Mad for power
The goal of all rulers is one: the throne.
Essentially, the throne is a virus,
Spreading through veins, everywhere
From one body to another, from city to village
Among rich and poor, people of all religions.
Bullets run out, bullets are reloaded
The youth who falls lifeless from a bullet
He never returns.
What's wrong with them Americuns
forever pointing fingers
always pointing guns
searching for someone to blame
never changes
stays the same
with 'Love thy neighbour,'
and 'Thou shalt not kill,'
religious to the core
hypocrites to boot
and what's more
shooting people children too
wondering why innocent die
and yet they haven't got a clue
What they did to tamir rice Cold as ice I'll give some advice Think twice Think thrice An innocent paid the price Which led to his demise This is a matter of black lives Our final goodbyes We look to the sky As we wipe our eyes A burning rage on the inside So then we devise And collect our allies To symbolise To vocalise Our need for you to apologise And recognise Your many lies You televise And improvise A way to criminalise Black lives
In iron shadows, cold and tight/
I sank beneath the weight of night/
A crime unclaimed, a fate unfair/
And all my prayers fell on deaf air/
For six months, my tears took flight/
Rising like embers into the night/
I called for grace, for mercy's hand/
But silence met my last demand/
Sentenced, shackled, years were spun/
A war begun, one battle won/
I looked to the sky; eyes burned in rage/
The heavens above, no hand was raised/
Faith had faltered, left me bare/
Hope had vanished, none to spare/
Through depths uncharted, I made my throne/
A kingdom forged in fire and stone/
The Qliphoth sang its wicked tune/
I took my seat beneath the moon/
What Gods had failed, now demons rise/
A shattered soul, no compromise/
Life moves on, do as you will/
The stars remain, yet burn so still/
One battle lost, one battle won/
I wear my scars; they weigh like none/
Bow not to Gods, nor fleeting fate/
But to the one who walks through hate/
Hungry morning dew
perpetual heavy haze
icy embrace
blood red rubies
another victim
in a dark alley
beaten with chains
Bruises
Pulverizes the earthlings existence
without hesitation
A beast in human form
crouched as a wildcat
I am an innocent soul, by fate betrayed/
From God's embrace, my spirit swayed/
Every Church, a door now sealed/
In shadows dark, my fate revealed/
Through the Qliphoth's maze, I stumble on/
Occult's dark arts, a journey drawn/
Seeking truth where light is scarce/
In void and silent war/
From the hospitals cold embrace, I rose/
Survivor of many suicide attempts, life's cruel prose/
Doctors puzzled by my breath/
A testament defying death/
Among the beasts, I roam untamed/
In wildness found, my soul reclaimed/
Enlightenment through chaos wrought/
In flawlessness, no hate is caught/
A Phoenix from the ashes formed/
By unjust hate, of the falsely accused, no longer torn/
In flawless perfection, I ascend/
Where peace and pain transcend/
When the sound travels,
it has compression and rarefaction ;
Is writing the feelings has restrictions
In life problems are many
I started to search the solution of any
It like the person's soul and nature
I don't like evil creature
When the mood changed
Thoughts of the person are exchanged
It seems like a visionary
Like the innocent mathematically
Tried to the person to show the right path
But in the world who is going to listen our part.
A beautiful look of life
Not seen smile on the face
But sunshine in the heart
A scenery in the eyes
A point of a long look
Blown by gush of gentle breeze
That sways the shiny hair
Curving body shows of help
That live your favorite hook
Proving your innocent look.
How much I miss you/
Words can not explain/
You're so far away from me/
I have to close my eyes/
And reach into my mind/
To bring you forth/
To wrap my arms around you/
To show you how much I miss you/
Life makes me lonely/
I truly miss you/
Everytime I see your face/
The sun shines down on me/
Which makes me/
Miss you more than ever/
Can you see or feel my sorrow/
Even though you're/
Not in my life anymore/
I will always miss you/
Oh.../
Why did you all abandon me/
I never done the crime/
But I don't think I need your pity/
In life/
We find out the hard way/
Who our true friends are/
TRASH
You treat me like a trashcan with a touch-top lid
Giving me your unwanted garbage
Used carcass of hurtful words
Empty containers of your so called opinions
Balled up paper of your dirty attitudes
Smelly tin cans of your hate
Your unwanted leftovers of vengeance
But I am strong, I can be washed,
I have a strong purpose
I am doing my part to make things better
But I can’t say the same about you
innocent bystander
wears the stain of guilt
a blind eye
turning away
shames blamelessness
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