A morsel of good news
Breaks out with sensation
State politics disused
Gone is a term of nation
Don’t wake me from this sleep
Don’t stop this epic fall
The old world gets a sweep
I don’t regret at all
The Equalizers came
From black hole outer space
We speak from our names
Since now, not from some place
No nation is allowed
Stigmatization banned
How’s it, to live without
Symbolic native land?
No borders whatsoever
No bloody history
False accusations never
Will be addressed to me
What a relief, my dears
The good news seem so new
I would rejoice to tears
If all above were true.
Categories:
stigmatization, fantasy, political,
Form: Rhyme
© Francis Maugo
Try not to trust my words;
they're lies that I manufacture to
project an ideal life and
persuade you I'm OK.
Try not to believe my words
For I was once enslaved into
Drinking and drugs.
Furthermore, the isolation
I received from my fellow
Teaching staffs, the excommunication
Stigmatization was the order of the day.
Try not to believe the grin you see;
it's a veneer to hide
burning agony, intense disgrace,
sheer despair.
Its the scars i got from the depression
I suffered.
Try not to get tricked by my chuckling;
it is just a reverberation
of empty internal parts, longing
for faculties to return.
Try not to get persuaded by my lucidity and request;
borne in endeavor to
control the disarray
furthermore conciliate the situation unfolding inside.
Try not to be dazed by
The flawlessness I radiate,
The boldness I counterfeit,
The honesty I fake,
The certainty I wear
For I'm broken into pieces
Categories:
stigmatization, deep,
Form: Free verse
They tell you that life’s an obnoxious blare,
And you can’t mend the situation.
There’s no point in stopping ruination
Or halting any stigmatization.
That is just it; life is plainly unfair.
Even if life always seems unfair,
Its joyous aspects must not be lost.
One day, every frau meets her herr.
And although we all have to pay the costs,
A bridge to happiness can still be crossed.
Categories:
stigmatization, 12th grade, adventure, faith,
Form: Rhyme
Rejoice not when her financial muscle dwindles
Gout her feet and hand joints assails
A kleptomaniac her little cash swindles
The love of her life from away sails
Rendering her social, financial and metabolic status repulsive
When in your considered view she reeks of misery
Driving your judgment and assessment compulsive
For a victim of usury projecting an appearance so dreary
Her bearing, demeanour and gait
Paint an apologetic figure
Teeming with an imaginary threat
That stands no chance in the rigour
Laughing at debacles the fallen
Surf at church, at home, at work, at social functions
Where accusing fingers swollen
With hubris mete out sanctions
According to gang and clique standards
Demanding ostracization and demonization
At the earliest excuse gang bards
Demand to promote the most evil stigmatization
Despite a river of tears
She pours from her swollen eyes
Battling genuine fears
In the midst of heinous packs of lies
She strives to fight though her stamina at the lowest ebb
Staggers
As she navigates for several hours the web
In search of elusive answers, endeavouring from her aching back to withdraw barbs of daggers.
Categories:
stigmatization, poems,
Form: Free verse
Sirens sounded secretly securing source. Strait sacks swooshed scamps scaling sensitive sentries (simply spayed seals) surveying surrounding staked spy sotted sham semicircular slipshod shelter. Snappy, Snippy, Snoopy suited Skyhawks surprisingly swooped somnambulant senseless scriveners. Sargent Salemander slipped shiny shimmering shellacked Sheppards Shutterfly sidearms sized simulated small skyscraper slinky, soapy, spooky squarely summoned, sentenced, sacrificed see swarthy Samsonite satraps Section SpecialOps.
Sometime soon savior snuck stealthily stealing sinful schleppers. sundown syzygy saw serendipitous, surreptitious, surreptitious segue-way shuttled safely Scottish shoals. Stigmatization stayed steady. Supplication statements swatted. Sole survivor swiftly spun self shaming sesquipedalian soliloquy. Sea side serenade soon spewed solipsism saving Slim Shady.
Sayonara seminal surfer swirling scarily sans sinister serpentine silent space.
Categories:
stigmatization, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Epic
Do you?
Fasten procrastination against the bed sheets of discontented motivation?
Sleeping into oblivion with depression settling in?
Becoming a recipient of insidious stigmatization?
Or, Do you?
Pull yourself up from the valarien labyrinth
of maladjusted madness into the meridian borders beyond a delirium of serious commitment?
Categories:
stigmatization, deep, depression,
Form: Free verse