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Innocent lives for innocent lives
makes absolutely no sense to me

All lives matter
regardless of color or gender,
religious beliefs or occupation,
language, country of origin
or anything else

Remembering the innocent private citizens killed
in the recent shootings by police officers
and
remembering the innocent police officers killed
while attempting to protect private citizens


they were all people
I originally wrote this a week or so ago after the Dallas, Texas shootings but decided not to post it, hoping that it would be an isolated incident. Sadly it was not, now with the Baton Rouge shootings.

Is this where we are going?
Lost in world filled with adrenaline rush,
where every small and beautiful dream can be crushed.
Holding on to a tiny twig to get to the shore,
because even asking for something won't get you more.
Keeping alive the flame of hope burning,
even though the feeling of realism is churning.

Trying to rebuild a world after a storm,
dying to give your shapeless life a form.
Nothing is easy, but being cynical isn't a necessary option,
there's no harm in trying before absolute devastation.
We all survive this world before we go to bed,
we are doing a better job than being dead.

So yes, sometimes things may seem impossible,
but life isn't that terrible.
Nothing comes easy in life, nothing comes in hand,
it's a harsh reality you have to just understand.
So just be strong enough and pave a way,
and you'll get what you want someday.
They say
that a house becomes a home
only after you've
lived in it
long enough to learn
it's weak spots.

I've lived in this
body
for years.
I've learned the flaws
weak spots
and abnormalities
yet it doesn't
feel like
home.
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Perched up here
in my nest
Preening the feathers
on my chest
Constantly watching
The distant field
For any kind of meal
It might yield
Looking for movement
Some kind of sign
If you make a mistake
I'll make you mine
Seeing life
I spring into action
Eating you
Brings such satisfaction
Diving down
With incredible speed
A tasty dinner
Is what I need
You try to run
And try to hide
Once I spot you
I won't be denied
Almost made it
To your hole
I am coming
To get your soul
Talons digging
Into your back
Up to my nest
For an afternoon snack
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