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Smashed windows Town stores burned to the ground Streets blocked Cars as our stepstools This is not peaceful Ruined views Torn down pews Yelled, screamed, shouted your brother’s name
Have you ever just sat down and wondered, Why poetry? Was it an escape from the harsh reality: Pain demanding to be felt The loss of your loved ones
Don't you see the look? I glance away 24 more problems in a book More homework for another day   I can't see the board Can't understand what you write My test didn't have a good score
Democracy in flames, Lawless government An Eternal Silence And the heavens, Shall tremble When eventually, we all find our way What are you doing? Your friends are waiting. Put down your remote, Shut your doors grab your bat. Guns for sale. Assimi
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