Posts
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One King
When did our country become a monarchy?
When did it become an autocracy?
We vote, yes
But this new ruler
This new president
This new king
He’s broken law after law
Stripped away peoples rights
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I Can’t Believe We Call This a Democracy
I can’t believe we call this a Democracy.
We voted, sure.
But did we really end up with a president?
Or do we now have a king?
Sure, his term is said to end in four years.
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All Humans are Created Equal
We stood up to a tyrant once.
And now it’s time to again.
We need to stand up for the rights we were supposed to get so long ago.
“All men are created equal.”
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My Community
The people around me, my friends, my family, my peers.
I see them every day, barely talk to most of them.
But they are my community.
They know me, or parts of me.
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We are the People
We are the people.
The girl who wears every scar like a trophy.
The boy who struggles with reading.
The kid who protests for their rights.
The mother who works 3 jobs to pay the bills.
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Lady Liberty
This statue is a woman.
She’s the symbol of the USA.
Yet people refuse to acknowledge her daughters.
The Lady Liberty, huh?
You know what that makes me think?
The one free woman.
Yeah.
Loves
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pondering
If life is full of the little things
like skating on smooth black ice and laughing with a friend
then I have nothing to look forward to
because there is good in every day.
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The Truth of Being a Girl
Walking home after dark or that short top
Are blamed more then the man who didn’t listen to the woman yelling stop
Appalled?
Well at 10 I was catcalled
I’ve been grabbed
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Tattoos in Pencil
We never tattooed ourselves successfully
Because we are pencils tracing our minimal time
Who can only
find a smile through that one
wave of future
in this vast ocean of reality.
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Horror
I watched a horror movie at a birthday party
a hangout with my girlfriends
I like being scared
We had fun
not thinking about we'd have to
go home
alone
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Seven Stairs
At the top of the stairs a little girl stood,
holding her plush giraffe and a blank expression.
Her eyes were locked below at her parents hushed
conversation about the news.
A little girl...
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a letter from ninestars to my friends
I come here to
express myself
semi-anonymously,
but freely
and happily.
My laptop is
bombarded with
tabs, one of which
is YWP.
Always.
I may not
write a poem