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Avril Hyde Poem
Sandy water’s grip
Waves grow icy, salty sting
Forced to the bottom
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We look for responses when we should find an answer
People aren’t healing, just left with a scar
We are divided when we could stand together
Our freedom’s a trap that leads us so far
They all speak of good future
Well said, by a liar
That’s all just a rumor
The earth is on fire
Riches, greedy; shadows a’lurking
Millions of children
Forcefully working
The world, our home, it’s drowning
The corpses, we’re still counting
National disasters, murder forecasters
The earth could be better without us
We are our own barrier
Those without hope
The disease of death’s carrier
Do all we can to cope
National famine, a crop-barren floor
Not a single flower
Left any more
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Coldest mountains, sharpest peaks
Lonely, quiet there does lie
A better end it still seeks
Body under light blue sky
Its corpse has flown far and wide
Glassy eyes and foggy skin
Tumbling through river tide
None are there, no next of kin
The valley has mountain walls
Forever trapped, a ravine
So far down, echoing calls
None can hear his shadow scream
Water cold, it runs solid
Spirit wanders far away
Body kept almost flawless
Tired corpse is here to stay
Freezing water so no decay
Slowly comes the summer melt
Maggots gnaw his hope away
Hardened face begins to welt
Winters coming fast again
Who he was, none can tell
Here a hiker now and then
Body, now, just a symbol
Only few pay respects
Helping others escape his fate
Tourists, with different dialects
Though for him it’s much too late
Till this day the cold has trapped
Valley, his coffin he’s made
In a mountain, quite unmapped
A man, but only half decayed
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The drop of water
Natures only noise
Curiosity caught her
Had no other choice
Hands, trembling
Flashing eyes
Integrity disassembling
Cave, stone skies
Man made, cracking pillars
Holds up uneven rock
The innocent are killers
Ringing sound, a mocking jay mock
Deeper she wades
Heart pounding harder
Light she evades
Evil’s own martyr
Led to die
Born to float
Dead she lie
Maggot’s boat
Her last day,
Far from joyful
Panicked disarray
Remain ever loyal
She won’t be missed
Though remembered
A death not wished
But terribly rendered
Frozen by winter
Stone can’t catch fire
Burned to a cinder
Flames flicker higher
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The trees grew higher
As she closed her spring green eyes
The clouds fell lower
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Those who wish to be
Forgotten, thrown windy days
Fallen, in the breeze
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The glass littered cracks
Foggy dim, wide open eyes
Broken reflection
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We are the ones out behind the scenes,
Working everyday…,
Those who should be famous for everything
But got nothing fancy to say
Our world is better than that of others,
It’s almost like we’re not here
Those who man the rudders,
And keep their family’s dear
We’re the 2d characters,
The extras from a movie
To others just the narrators
Designed to keep it moving
Alive just to fill the bus
The bustle in the street
While the richest cringe,
Looking down at us
People who win always cheat
We work long shifts
When you see us, think feeble
Crossing things off lists
They don’t see us as equal
Caught in the twists
We’re the invisible people,
We’re the invisible people
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The darkest waves of the sea
Rock the baby off to sleep
Ice cold arrows in the breeze
Too many, too early, death does reap
Six feet under, there does lie
Its mother’s life it now warps
Beneath a deep- water blue sky
An infant's cold cold corpse
None are left, there to save
So she runs, and quietly hopes
For that same- early grave
Or a gift- of necklace ropes
On another- befaten day
Alone she was cursed, alone she falls
A barren mother far away
Forced to follow her chil’s calls
Her baby’s body laced with tears
Salty water, its reside
Cold dead gaze, cloudy mirrors
Mother’s corpse right beside
Their spirits, though now roaming
Are still trapped beneath the sea
Mother crying, child moaning
They only yearn to be free
Slowly slowly they begin to rise
Maggots, under skin are lurking
Face of horror, light blue eyes
Nature’s cruelty on and working
Far above, the sky shines bright
Those alive still do play
None have seen the terrible sight
Hoping for eternal day
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Weighed down by it’s skin
Pelt heavy, it sat.
Loneliness whittled it thin
T’was called the spotted cat
A mistake from long ago
Left it wounded and hurt
Now lives life on the lay low
Blood mixed with the dirt
Its fur was quite matted
Patchy it still was
Skills fallen out of habit
Closed eyes, tired paws.
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