Genocide
5/24/21
Once Again this World is a Reminder. It is a Reminder on a Daily Basis of how Low it can get. How Low Humans can be. I can not Wait. I can not Wait to be Dead. These Voices are a Crime. Telling Me, One Day Someone Special will Enter My Life. I can't Believe it will Happen without a Heavy Price. Cancer? The Lord is My Witness. Cancer might be the Price? Or the Death of Someone Close? What a Cold World. I have Heard it All. The Calling for the Death of White Men and Jews. The Genocide that is Calling. Wishing I was as Cold as this Planet. Wishing I Could Fit in. To Slide into Home Base. To Score Two Points. A Touchdown and Get the Extra Point. But No. I Can't Touch these People. I'm Not Even Close. Feed the Homeless? Clean the Beaches? Once Again this World is a Reminder of this Cruelty. It Reminds Me on a Daily Basis. The Lowest of Low. Human. Human Waste. The Genocide that I have Heard being Called Out on the News. White/Black to Erase the Birth of the White Man and His so called Plans of Slavery. This Cold Planet. This Reminder. This Birth of Correctness. The Politics of New Against the Old. Rest in Peace Michael. Your Better Days are Ahead of You within the Grave...
M.J.S.
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Author:
MJS (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 23rd, 2021 23:53
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this one day after watching the internet and national and local news. I'm sure someone understands how crazy thoughts can get.
- Category: Letter
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Comments1
If we think too much of what humans are we can get awfully depressed... but then we see a piece of art or hear some timeless music and maybe feel a little better....
Thank You for the Comment. That was really good advice.
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