Walk A Mile In My Shoes Poems - Poems about Walk A Mile In My Shoes

If you want to feel me Walk a mile in my shoes Just close my eyes And feel what matters For I am not who you think A soul as restless as the sea Just washing against foreign shores. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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Without remorse, he told the tale Of willful acts of poaching. And I, his friend, had balled my fist, Preparing to reproach him. But he went on to describe the time; Nine siblings of meager means, With no father to supply them bread; The meat had stretched the beans. A blue-haired girl in studded jeans, Piercings adorned her face. I scoffed inside at this punked...

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I turn the television on to hear Black Lives Matter. Our lives have mattered since birth. Walk a Mile in My Shoes being watched by security while shopping in the mall. My brother being pulled over because he fits a description. Walk a Mile In My Shoes The color black makes us targets daily. Walk...

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Let's go..... I'm on a rough route to a righteous destination, Tormented by the obstacles, blockin' my path So I'm embracin', All my miscreant guilt, blended up with my sorrows, So I follow, what lives in my heart but I step wisely because somethings in life are definitely hard to swallow, and my motto's, "knuckle up & search for the prize", I see the world with...

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Would I dare to walk a mile in her shoes To put my feet in cinder's slippers marry a handsome prince who turns out to be another Jafar Would I dare to let the glass shards of those tight slippers slice open my heels till I bleed Would I dare to let dignity purse my lips tightly and let pride silence the cry Would...

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I know this is for comments so I want to start out by telling all a story: I am a brain surgery savior and it stinks at spelling even with spell check on the computer because if you don't hit the right button to start with the spell check can't help you get it but if...

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I tried to walk a mile in her shoes, fit my toes harder to feel her pride. I wasn't ready for what I've found. A wounded soul, a bleeding heart. I tried to walk gorgeously in her shoes. And feel ashamed to witness those bruises. She concealed underneath her clothes, A misery of being abused and...

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