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2d pilgrims

fish-sama

Conquest.
Soldiers need release.
80 years ago, I,
young lady, Chinese,
would've been a slave—
thrusted deep in the front lines
rotting bodies, disease, and knives
inside me. I am
the evidence they must hide.

Lucky me. I watch Japanese TV
and music and teens. I love
Japanese novels and Japanese comics
and Japanese history. Lucky me,
two-thousand-twenty-five,
age fifteen, Chinese.

Comfort women, most commonly from Korea, China, and Southeast Asia, were forced into s_xual slavery to "comfort" Japanese soldiers during the war. They were often sent to the front lines, treated incredibly harshly, and massacred at the end of the war to hide the evidence. I'm not supporting hate towards Japan. The government has already apologized and paid reparation to the comfort women hurt during World War II. This shows humility and is a good example of how atrocities during war should be dealt with. This poem was just a thought I had while studying history and visiting World War II museums.

#japan #comfortwomen #slavery #chinese #worldwarii #wwii #worldwartwo #japanese #prisonersofwar #humantraffiking

2d pilgrims

To be human

2d pilgrims

fish-sama

To be human

To be human is to live with a profound
Meaninglessness in the things we do
Every other twitch every thought everything we learn
Or enjoy or love or find cool does not
Contribute to our survival. Cartoons, pleasures,
Work, school, beauty - This is
What it means to human, these confusing action
Void of purpose unless otherwise
Justified by an outside source or by a long term goal.
But thinking about meaninglessness is also
Meaningless it is not a new or important thought
In fact it hinders my drive to survive and I
Would like to turn back time and take back this minute I used
To think useless thoughts before my approaching death
Please. Ecclesiastes says it well: I personally
Find no meaning in life unless the outside source of
The Christian God exists and loves me
And there are too many testimonies and history
for me to amount it to random chance so I guess
I commit philosophical suicide and
Somehow I am human and believe not in
Meaninglessness.

It’s intentionally structured like a rant.

2d pilgrims

tinnitus rag

2d pilgrims

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tinnitus rag

Sitting next to an active Marshall speaker for hours
while the band pounded bleeding rock & roll
has left a lasting whistling in the ears, a toll.
Day & night, where these ringing pitches play
not so a melody but avant-garde whining days.
A roadie for fun proved life altering to one
as these constant companions adorn every hour
and your words may arrive with a fanfare, or nyet.
There's a chance that some vowles will fall short
from this barrier erected by (feat. Stones) and rest.

-cec

challenge: write a poem that recounts an experience of your own in hearing live music, and tells how it moves you. It could be a Rolling Stones concert, your little sister’s middle school musical, or just someone whistling – it just needs to be something meaningful to you.

2d pilgrims

Pollenation

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Pollenation

White confetti trees wave in the wind
a blizzard of petals race and spiral earthward.

Swallows dart over water chasing transparent wings
small exoskeletons full of jet fuel for these bird dynamos.

Hammered glass ripples appear in the lake
touched by invisible breaths blowing betimes.

The turtles still sit and bask in the cool sun,
warmer than the cold mud that kept them in winter.

One lone resident heron stands tall and still
waiting for a foolish fish to fatten his lean frill.

Walking slowly on this dirt path, concrete does not suit,
nature unfurls it flag to the weather, proclaims fruition.

-cec

Apr 24 pilgrims

SPOONING

Apr 24 pilgrims

DENNY R ALLISON

SPOONING

A position of love and
     comfort,  attended.
        Long, before the
           spoon, invented.

Apr 24 pilgrims

Write-Right

Apr 24 pilgrims

DENNY R ALLISON

Write-Right

I pray,
   to find a way.
To express,
    with success.
What I need,
     to say.