Long Walkout Poems

We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when...

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Max Clayborn head there was a walkout coming,
being orchestrated by his high school,
they proclaimed they were fighting gun violence,
but to Max they just sounded like fools.
They said nobody was allowed to stay inside,
so Max went...

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The council meets, all hours, to hear old batty dames yell, what a *****,
we don't think she's a good person, because she doesn't look and act like us.

The soldier's hall considers, is it fair to...

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Dear Dad,
 
I love you. They're three simple one syllable words, and yet three of the words I never remember hearing from you. You say it to them, but never to me. Everyday I'm stuck asking...

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It was always something for me but for you it was nothing, 
And so I blame myself for everything. 
Many times I thought it would be wrong,
But thanks for making me realize loud with a...

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February fourteenth shock,
headline news, no valentine.
Fourteen students stilled, shot without regard 
for who they were or who they might become,
in complete shock, their families and friends.
Three adults unselfishly
put their bodies in danger.
Others too regarding innocent...

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TRADER  OF  MYSELF.
Selling  wrestle  my  pains,
Never  an  alternative  to  any
Sister  know  as  saint.
All  I  work  is  in  vain.
Trading...

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Lord,let my legs move,
so i can walk to the middle of the ring,
let my arms work hard
to gather many points.

Lord,let my ears hear,
so i can listen to my coach,
lt my waist bend,
to move from the...

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