Metaphor Usa Poems

Cotton candy skies
Birds dancing as they fly 
With the mountains behind 
O what a sight to see with my very eyes...

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I
Full of promise
Hard work, Love,
God, prayer, planning
Yet enjoying America

II
Independence from fear
Freedom from want
Freedom for Cs:
Creation, Children, Conscience...

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A hurricane tore North Carolina
After ripping Haiti!
It stalks like a hyena,
Leaving a trail of calamity!

I, The Earth, was turning in my sleep.
Humans live for seventy...

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Like when Texas passes a law of if you get an abortion, you’ll get jail time and fined. 
Like when a man can rape you,...

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Count the money in my pocket  

Count the coins for my eyes 

Count the dollars my daddy gave you,  

For when the Angel's...

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Life is like the ocean,
Vulnerability is your sail,
Hope is the wind that propels you,
To the land that's known so well.
Trees are made of stone and...

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Trump and Biden

There were trump and biden 
Both like a siren
Biden said trump is a stick 
Which he can break
And crushed him like a titan...

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Trump supporters invade,
The capitol for not getting their way.
Throwing a temper tantrum,
That’s embarrassing and a shame.

Storm D.C. for losing an election,
Yet silent and in black...

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Standing in the middle of the promised land
Searching for a platform to make my stand
Stepped into a world it's hard to stay
Looking for a toehold...

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I find one, languid on the sidewalk,
languishing in the hearts
minds
Eyes 
consciences
consciousnesses
of
Us,
The
Real
Machines.

But of course it’s dead.
Who would presume
with a knowing Eye
that its battery
would
last
longer
than
An
Intake
Of
Air
Needed
For
Sustenance?

But of course it’s...

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Ventilating Truth—Breathing…

If ever we needed to ventilate,
it is now…the thickening tragedy
of lies have become too heavy 
for the respiration of living truth…

Indeed…the dire situation
has reached...

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there is a street in new orleans
it as a certain name
girls in feathers men they drink
the whole lot down the drain

there is a drug in...

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There’s this
Rotten orange smell
I can’t see the orange, mind you
But it’s somewhere behind
The television screen
I know because
We smell it
We know it is there
Always
I cannot breathe...

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Catharsis has left US
The silence in our thoughts is betrayed
There is no mind-over-matter--
When mindlessness is all that matters

An absence of conscience blinds US
Our grief is...

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The myth of extreme self righteousness
Forever hard to find 
Words poisonous like venom
Backstabbing for per diem
Corruption among this game we call chess...

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