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Hey you with the beard, are you Muslim?
Why does it matter what ever you believe?
You who wears the cross, are you a Christian?
What does it say about you?
Are you honest are you true?
Do you follow the commandments laid down by your lord?
You with turban on, are you a Sikh?
What are you hunting?
Hey you in the short skirt with makeup layered thick,
Are you ******?
Tell us quick.
We need to know.
You in the chair with wheels on.
How did you get there?
Unless you choose to tell us we shouldn't care.
Need to make judgements?
You in the cassock,
Are you a bishop?
Chick in the habit, are you a nun?
Could just be fancy dress,
A hen party.
A nun on the run.
You with ebony skin...
Are you that different to me ?
I think not.
Gay guys and lesbians, transgender guys,
transgender chicks.
Think before throwing sticks and stones.
And breaking bones.
Words hurt.
Under the skin the being within...is HUMAN.
Attitudes decided by images externally.
Be who you want.
Just gotta be free.
Does it change the person inside?
Think of these questions before you decide.
(c)Livvi MMCV
(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.
Forward: from the victims perspective.
Backward: from the murderers perspective.

This TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE
I don't wish to live,
my nerves dig in deep,
soil hasn't watered
My sun is so dry
and plants dying,
roots not owned
but considered
one by one
so sympathetic
a ball rolls the sides
gutter to the wides
there's no control
and this is it.
I wear wings on my back
Not the wings of birds
But the wings of angels
They offer me guidance
To wherever I want to go
To whatever I want to do
To whomever I want to be
These wings offer me
Support when I fall down
From all the pain
From all the suffering
From all the doubts
From my past that I want to forget
They catch me when I fall
And they lift me ever so higher
Until I can touch the sky
And until I can touch my goals and dreams
They carry me above all obstacles
They carry me higher
And I don’t ever want to come down
When they flap they break the big cloud
That blocks the sun from warming
The hearts and souls of everyone
These wings wipe the tears away
From crying mothers without support
From little children without food
From everyone who feels depressed
And like there is no worth in living anymore
These wings of angels bring bursts of fresh air
That cools down any anger that I feel
That cools me when I’m overwhelmed
The gust of wind from these wings
Pushes me past all of my enemies
And towards my safe haven
To where I can sit and relax
And gather my thoughts
These wings protect me
From the abuse that happens to me
From all the attacks that are directed at me
And directed at my friends
And directed at my family
These wings shield me
From whatever Mother Nature
Decides to throw at me
These wings are those of my Guardian Angels
And they’ll take wherever I wanna go

— The End —