stopthehate
Learn more about other poetry terms
Dr. King, Rosa Parks, Malcolm X, Langston Hughes the greats
All deriving from our ancestors shipped in crates
America you great land of opportunity
You reap what you sow.
Your skin is peeling
Raw and exposed
Do you see what I see?
Ignorance is bliss
Heart disease liver disease mental disease
You reap what you sow
I refuse
I refuse to let you define me
Simply because there is no defintion
I am who I am
I refuse to let you attack me
You may not accept me but I do
I do not need your approval
Marching,
yelling,
screaming,
fighting.
We choose to live in a world
free from the hardships of unfair justice.
We fight
for the right to walk in the streets unafraid
Why So Much Hate?
Why so much hate?
With the shoes he wear
The pants he loves
The shirt he adore for
Why So Much Hate?
Why so much hate?
With the shoes he wear
The pants he loves
The shirt he adore for
The weight of your anger,
Turned on me, a total stranger.
I haven't done wrong,
You just wanted to feel strong.
I see through you,
This isn't something you want to do.
I see the hurt inside,
Life of a bully oh how it must be
to have people cower all over your feet
Storming and raging, even the skies are afraid
of who ever would come across you and your rage
I wear a size seven,
you want me to be a three.
Forget what you say.
This is real, this is me.
I wear a size large,
you want me to be a small.
You think 5'1" is too short,
Walking down the hallways
Seeing these faces of sadness
The broken hearts, plastered on the sleeves
Of forgotten ones, of lost loves.
Seeing people hurt,
slammed against lockers,
To my teacher, I say to you,
sugar coated lies that do not help you.
To better your self and your teachings skills,
I will not lie with the kindness that kills.
You have an outside life I assume,
My son my love
He feels no love
Ridiculed, picked on, cut, hurt
Words,Stop.
Kids are Cruel
This World is Crueler
It first starts at home
Then seeps in like toxic air
My son my love
He feels no love
Ridiculed, picked on, cut, hurt
Words,Stop.
Kids are Cruel
This World is Crueler
It first starts at home
Then seeps in like toxic air
They say it's a selfish act.
Trust me I realize that.
But it doesn't prevent me from thinking about it.
I know I'd be taking the easy way out.
But if that means escaping from the pain,
Then so be it.
Decisions Surround us everyday. whether or not we make a good decision is entirely up to us.
