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 Jan 2015 Sana
Joe Cole
Yes there is social and religious hatred spreading
like an incurable cancer across this world
We the ordinary people, the masses have no
control over that

That same cancer is now infesting the pages
of this great site and yes I was part of the disease
But I have turned the page and the abuse I hurled
at one person has I hope turned more
towards kinder words

Will that make a difference? I'm not sure
but I can only try
We have a comments section so we can post
our views on the poetry we read
That if you like is democracy

We all know that there are world class writers
posting here
Just as there are some who perhaps will never
be able to attain those high standards

Is it then not true to say the good should encourage
the less good?
Note I did not say bad simply because there
Is no bad here

Most people recognize their weaknesses no matter
what walk of life they come from
But on this site they are the people of courage
because against the odds they are prepared
to put their work to be judged by their peers

What then is the answer to the question, the problems
that we're seeing here on a daily basis?
A better understanding, more humility?
Yes but that is purely my point of view

I liken the better writers here to college professors
others as high school teachers
So teach, don't let the hatred show through
your students need educating not humiliation

Can things change
I hope so given time
 Jan 2015 Sana
Tyler Durden
I'm scared I'll just end up in the pile of
"One of those"
That you always speak of.
Average
Burn I say. I scream.
As i cast myself aside.
Turning my back on my feelings
And such worthless sense of pride.
My feet shake the earth.
My hands bash bone.
Slaughtering them and all.
Skulls shattered on stone.
The blood paints the walls
The sky and the land.
And i do not stop
This rampage thats at hand...


And when i retire
Myself resting on the pile
Of everyone I knew
For the longest while..
I laugh till I cry
Tears stream from my eyes

Regreting nothing.
Im done...
 Jan 2015 Sana
axr
give me
 Jan 2015 Sana
axr
give me all your empty kisses
give me all your broken dreams
tell me about the man who misses
the sun's beams

give me all your nightmares
and i will shut them out
we will look at the sun flares
whilst calling everyone out

give me all your insecurities
and I'll tell you that they're gold
life ain't about impurities
so how many lies have you told?

give me all your weapons
and I'll hide them away.
talk about my demons?
they're here to stay.

give me all your empty kisses
and your lies
i stole your knife to sharpen
it and
stab you twice.
 Jan 2015 Sana
chimaera
Today
a kid died.

No
noticeable
issues
what so ever.

Maybe
a silenced
unbearable
ache

laying
hidden
behind a most
beautiful smile.

None of us
could have
foretell it.

The kid
took his life.
8.1.2015
[most sadly, a true event...]
*Miserere pueri* - have mercy on the children
upon the expression
*Miserere mei, Deus*, Latin for "Have mercy on me, O God"
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