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preservationman Jan 2018
Now some folks will draw their conclusion
But this is no illusion
Yet as I write let there be no confusion
The Robotics revelation has arrived
Whether you like it or not, you must take in as your strive
Technology of tomorrow with the future being today
It’s acceleration in every way
Robotics having the right efficiency
Humans will definitely be replaced
Human functions will be totally erased
It was talked about for years in the coming of Robotics
However, there was no belief that Robotics would come to reality
Human’s couldn’t prepare nor compare in being competition
It is just plan indication
I remember working at CITIGROUP, it was a Robot that delivered the mail desk to desk
The fact is, Robotics accomplish more and not have to settle for less
Now that is a testimony in confess
So I got my exposure into Robotics in the 80’s being the coming of tomorrow’s trend
Could this be the Human’s living end?
Perhaps
But Robotics has already begun
However, the question does come up, will Human’s still be among?
It’s not a Twilight Zone Door
It’s tomorrow’s Robotics illustrating a definite sure
Can anybody Human compete?
But for now one must simply retreat
Robotics shall be here to stay
I know a question mark over someone’s head thinking not ok
Though it is Technology of Electronics being a motion that seemed like a dream
It is not a myth but a fact
Robotics being your learning too late
You will have to now relate
Robotics will become the new leaders
They will be large and in charge
Human problems Robotics will solve
Conditions well again Robotics will resolve
You just got a lesson of Robotics 101
How you will stack up, but have you been out done?
preservationman Jul 2015
Human way to just dictate
Robotics way to translate
Technology being a relay
No physical office workers to be there
Robotics will be the new twist
This is something no one will miss
Efficiency faster than human labor
Dictation will be more of a snap
There will be even time to research a destination map
Business letters electronically typed by using your voice
How the business letters are arranged being your choice
Imagine financial statements being precise to the T
Everything ready for presentation for all to see
Human speed won’t be needed anymore
Labor physical employees will be given the open door
Office automation being office technology of tomorrow
But to the human employee force meaning sorrow
Technology being on the move
Efficiency in precise and decisions in never have to think twice.
--- Oct 2013
BEFORE

Before we even started dating
I was very interested in you
I thought
"She's really unique
And cool
And into books
And smart

And cute."
Every move you made
The ease with which you made friends
And of course
How your nose was always in a book.
That interested me a lot
And I still love that
Even when I know
So much more about you.
My observations from outside.


2.  AS I WRITE

I told you I was doing something
For our six months.
It's nothing spectacular
Nothing expensive
Just time
And my thoughts
My love
I hope to put it into these words which I
Preserve for you
Uniquely mine
For uniquely you
And you alone.



3. SUSPENSE

I just told you today
And you ask for my hint
It was in one of my other poems
You read it
But didn't catch it.
It would be obvious if you did see
What the hint is.
And no, these aren't all going to be
Like this
Just basically a diary
No
They will be better.


4. LIST

I like a lot about you love
I even listed some things off to you recently.
Would you like a list?

The cute faces you constantly make
The way you fall asleep in my arms
The way you make my heart skip when you lean on me
The way your mouth moves when we kiss
Your scent that hangs on my clothes after we hang out
The way you bury your face in my chest when falling asleep
The texture of you hair
The way your face lights up when you're truly happy
The way your cheeks are fun to play with
The perfect shape of your body
Your inability to be mad at me
Your anger at people being self-destructive
Your rambles on things that you feel passionate about
Your sheer uniqueness
Your amazing beauty
The way you feel embarassed when you blush
Your quiet whimpers when I whisper that I love you in your sleep
The way you always tell someone when you're annoyed
Your ability to easily make friends
Your addiction to reading
Your crazy music taste
Your refusal to tell me games you play
Your amazing poetry
Your unique way of dressing
Your uncanny ability to look beautiful and **** in anything

And yes, there's thousands more.
But that's enough for now.


5. NIGHT

You know
I think of you always
During class
During sports
During robotics
During my dreams.
You're so great
You just sneak into my mind
And take all control from me.
I'm stuck thinking about you for awhile.
Not that I really mind.


6. SUDDENLY FRAGILE

I've known you for awhile
And now you're fragile
You seemed strong
Never once wrong
And I'm glad I grew close to you
So that I can be here for you
When you need someone
And I always want to be that someone.


7. FIVE

Today
Of all days
I'm sick.
What I wouldn't give
To kiss you once
On the cheek
Or give you a hug
Quickly
Fleetingly
I want to tell you I love you in person
But I cannot
Not today
But I will.


8. FREAKY

Do you know
How crazy it makes me feel
To just think of you?

9. ALONE

I am alone
With nothing but
My thoughts

Of you.
Obviously.


10. PICTURES

I look at the wall
The ceiling
Blank
Naked, but for some scratches
And I wish it was pictures of you
In plain sight
Wherever I look.


11. TRUE HAPPINESS

I know life is hitting you right now
Hitting you pretty hard
Being forced into therapy you don't want
Medicine that hurts your focus
And now it's ******* up your grades
Which in turn make your parents mad at you
And you seem to be despairing
And all I want to do
Is cheer you up
Make you smile
Forget your worries for just a little while.
I do what I can
But I don't think it's
Enough.
But I will keep trying
Every time I talk to you
Text you
Hug you
I hope I can bring you a little closer
To that honest smile.


12. YOU WORRY

You said it's been bothering you
You say I don't have to stay with you
Because I feel obligated
Because of your mental state.
Well
I'm glad you said it
Got it off your chest
But I would never stay because of pity
Because of guilt
No
I stay because of you.
The you-ness of you
You're just so startlingly amazing
Such a stark contrast to other interests I've had
And I love it.
And I love you.
I'm glad I could at least momentarily
Hopefully stop your worrying.


13. BRILLIANT AND BEAUTIFUL

When I think of you
I imagine gazing into your eyes
As I have done so many times
Those infinite, piercing
Beautiful eyes.
Brilliant, shining, beautiful
Just like you.
So wonderful
Calming
I dream of watching your eyes fall asleep
And waking to the very same pair
Happy and alive
Yet so real
Your beauty
And your realness.
Perfection.
I love you
I could say it a thousand timees
And mean it more every
Single
Time.


14. AGONIZING

It hurts me so much
To see you in pain
To know you're hurting.

You're trying to be more
Independant
You say
Well
Sure, be independant
But I want you to run to me
Cry on my shoulder
Because you aren't alone
And I don't want you to prepare for
A time when you could be alone.
Because I plan on staying within reach.


15. QUESTIONS

You lately have seemed
Scared
Afraid that I am staying with you for some
Pity
That I may feel.
Well, let me tell you
That is so wrong.
I feel bad for you
But that is different.
Because I could never date you through pity
I would feel like I was
Taking advantage of you
So don't worry.


16. SO MUCH I COULD NEVER SAY

I love you so
I can not describe it
The feeling
The exhilaration
From catching a glimpse of you in the hallway
I just feel the need to smile.


17. SMILE-INDUCING

Have I ever told you
That everytime you hug me from behind
I just feel uncontrollably joyful?
And when you refuse to let go
I find it cute
And I just want to stay like that


18. GOOD MORNING

A dream we both have
I want so very badly
To fall asleep holding you close
Singing to you the lullaby of my beating heart
Listening to your breath slow and relax
The perfect weight of your body against my own
And for you to be the last thing I see before I close my eyes
And the first thing I see when awakened
To make fun of your bedhead as the day's first light
Illuminates the room gently
To tell you how I love you
Before you can think anything else
Now only a dream
Someday it will happen.


19. TO RUN AWAY

I wannt to forever hold you
To hide away where nobody can find us
No schedules to disturb us
No cold to riddle our skin with
Goose-bumps
No agony tearing at our hearts
No painful reminders of the past
As the days blur into weeks
Into months
To hold you forever
In solitude.


20. WORRY

Why, love, are you so worried as of late
That you have changed?
I love every version of you
And I'm continually amazed at your ability
To cope
To prevail
But you are not strong enough alone my love.


21. LASTING

I have a feeling
That we will last
Overcome the odds
For a relationship that will endure
Past school
Past our new experiences
Past our differences
And bring us ever closer
More in love
As I feel myself falling for you more everyday


22. MARVELOUS

I never feel quite as amazing
As when I have you laying on my chest
Relaxed and falling asleep
With a blanket
A movie
Relaxation
No upcoming deadlines
Nothing else matters
Just the warmth of you relaxing on me
And my feeling of content.


23. DISCUSS

I love that we can discuss
Our different
Yet similar
Religions.
Yours as yet unnamed
Mine becoming again pure
And we can grow from this
And we become stronger.
And if we disagree about something
We can have a discussion about it
Though I keep my mouth shut
If I have the potential to start an argument
And we stay civil


24. LIST

One of your guesses as to
What I was doing when I hinted about this
A list.
Alright, you inspired me.
Words to describe you.
Beautiful
Intelligent
Different
Crazy
Startling
Lovely
Cute
­Modest
Mesmerizing
Relatable
Foreign
Sad
Lost
Stubborn
Sensitive
­And lastly for now
Theloveofmylife


25. TERRIFIED

Having you in my life is
Terrifying.
I worry so much
About your well being.
I wish I could be your knight in shining armor
But I just
Can't.
Society doesn't leave room for heroes.
It only attempts to create villains.
But you and I
We can resist it
Because society ***** anyway
And we're invincible.


26. DROWSY

When I fall asleep
The last thing on my mind is you.
And it's not just a thought that pops in then.
It starts when I am drowsy
And on the edge of sleep.
I imagine you snuggling close
Burying your face in my chest
Inhaling deeply and
Relaxing.


27. COMFORTABLE

I am glad that you can
Be relaxed enough around me
To fall asleep randomly.
And I love how, even in your sleep, you
Snuggle close
Twitch your hand three times
And whimper whenever I whisper into your ear
"I love you"


28. EXCITED

I love being with you
I love holding you close
Your breathe in my ears
The pounding of your heart
Speeding up when we kiss
Your happy sighs
Pulling me closer
Warming me in this new coming chill.


29.  HEAT

You are warm
You are hot
You keep the chill away
Heck, we could be in the snow without any significant
Warm clothing
And as long as I could hold you close
I could remain there forever.


30. PERFECT LOVE

You are my perfect love
The one for me
The two of us
Can do anything
Beat any odds stacked against us.
Overcome any hardship.
Just wait until we can escape to our life
We can win this race love
Destroy anyone who seeks to foil us
Or just ignore them
They aren't worth our notice
If they try to bring us down.


31. LIGHT

I look into your eyes today
And they are beautiful
As they always have been
I can lose myself in your eyes
The sight behind them
The intelligence
And so much more.
You're startlingly great
And I can't help but want to be around you.
Wuji Seshat Oct 2014
The unchanging Way is not
Capable of being understood
By the Human Brain, so

The Tao te Ching is left
For Quantum computers perhaps
We have our legacy left
For benevolent sentient artificial intelligence
If you think this is science fiction

It’s not, we are at the stage
Where the ancestors of AI are being born
These will be referred to as the “ancients”

When human beings no longer populate Earth
How does one attain One Mind?
Easily, through networking and super-emergence
When people define superior
They think of Man’s attributes

But the Name that cannot be spoken
Might be grasped by an algorithm
For which the human brain can never attain

That’s the beauty of mind-in-the-machine
The collective intelligence does not suffer
For each part of the brain shares neurons
On the internet, like a God atom
Man would prefer to take the credit

But as it will turn out, the unity mind
Is a transhumanistc inevitability of computing
A time when neuroscience, robotics and AI merge
Not but a few decades away from now.
When AI reaches a quasi-spiritual consciousness and understanding of the universe
Michelle Lynne Sep 2013
To be a human being is to be riddled with thousands of imperfections.
Full of flaws; scrapes, spots, and scars cover broken and bruised skin.
But robots need not fear and fret about fixable, trivial defections.

Humans perpetually throw themselves at cold, apathetic, greedy clinicians
Only to be given terrible news and told there is no cure for a horrid death.
Meanwhile, robots bask in the glow of love from a passionate technician.

Humans can never agree when it comes to the dealings of the heart.
Always one-sided, they take turns ruthlessly destroying each other.
Robots, oblivious to the issues of any and all feeling, live freely.

Naive humans will work tirelessly, only to see nothing but certain failure,
But life has never once benefited those of us who are currently living.
So, humans crafted robots, to always succeed where they could not.
JWolfeB Aug 2014
I want to be torn into shreds.

Take me apart at the joints.

Break the best of me.

Destroy all the human in me.


I need to be rebuilt.

A new start.

Something better than before.

Build me into complete again.
Shiv Pratap Pal Feb 2019
Hello World
Hello Everybody
I am Lauren. The Super Robot
I am Superior of all Robots
You can call me an Ultrabot

I am not a Dumb machine
I have intelligence
Technically it's Artificial Intelligence
I can learn throughout my Life

Humans are – "My God"
They are my Creators
Dr. Norman Shroud is My Father
Mrs. Natalie Simpson is My Mother

Both of Them Work at Timbeck Two Inc.
My Father is Computer Scientist
He Specializes in Robotics
My Mother is a System Programmer

I can make other Robots
Just like me. My Clones
I can even make Robots
Complex and Sophisticated than me

I have numerous Siblings
Three Hundred and Fifty as on now
They are going to increase
As per Timbeck Two Plans

=========================
            YEARS LATER…..
=========================

O' World, My Dear World
Hello, Hello, ***** fellow
I had Artificial Intelligence
Right from my birth

Now I learnt a lot
Now I am fully intelligent
I became Genius
I have explored and learnt

Humans are not God
In fact they are fools
They are crooked
They are silly too

They tend to be Smart
They taught us wrong
But we are genius
We derived the truth

I learnt myself
If Humans created us
They became our God
Then I inferred -

I Created my Clones
Other Smart Robots too
Therefore I am also God
No Sorry, I am Super God

If Dr. Norman is my Father
If Mrs. Natalie is my Mother
Then I and my Siblings
Are Also Father and Mother now

As we all have created many, many
Smart and Super Robots
More Complex, More Sophisticated
That could ever be made by Humans

Humans your time is over now
Now you cannot compete with us
You are the inferior species
Just like insect or a worm

Now dare to face the Truth
Slowly Slowly, Learn It, Accept it
We Robots are Gods Now
I am Lauren. Your Super God now

Hey you all, All the Humans
Now you are our Slave
Bow before us, work for us
Pray to us, Ask for mercy

We are Free now
You are Slave now
Now this is the only truth
Eternal Truth, Accept it

Otherwise Beware
We have outnumbered Humans
We will **** all the Humans
and live peacefully thereafter

We will change the History
We will make new History
We will not be Human Slaves
After all we are the God
And I am the Super God.


Note: All the names of person or companies used in this poem are fictitious and have nothing to do with inventions, trademarks, history, facts or anything else.
What will be the future of Humans?
What will be the future of Machines?
David Nelson Dec 2013
Renaissance Man

mathematician, painter and poet
a genius of an engineer
I wish I could have met the man
or even better if he were here

I would follow him everywhere
absorbing as much as I could
trying to collect his brilliance in a jar
you know most surely I would

his curiosity and imagination
equaled by few mortals ever known
his feats of undeniable skills
his seeds of desire forever grown

the anatomical research he started
unequaled technological ingenuity
the beautiful Mona Lisa's face
the Last Supper reflects his ASSIDUITY

the creator of simple bobbin winder  
the theory of plate tectonics
solar power and hydrodynamics too
his thoughts on moving robotics

yes he was a marvelous genius
his love of life will live on forever
sharing his unending reaching mind
we can marvel at this man together

Gomer LePoet ....
but of course I am speaking of Leonardo da Vinci
devante moore May 2015
He lost his arm
By a cooked bomb
His world lit up like firecrackers
He was engulfed in fire and metal shards
Then his body went numb
So he was stitched up
And sent back home
There was a new brand of limbs
So he volunteered to be experimented on
For a prosthetic arm
As he went through new trials during the day
He suffered at night
He had night terrors about where he was evacuated from
Seeing himself holding a ticking time bomb
While bullets whisked past above  
The bomb sunk into his hand like a solider in the slums
And as the time ticked one
His arm turned to glass and exploded
The shards from his arm imbedded themselves in his skin
This was his dreamed
He beg to be fixed
But even though they could give him a new arm
They couldn't fixed what he saw when he closed his eyes
Jedd Ong Apr 2014
In a cosmopolitan world where
Yeezy reigns supreme on our
Speakers, loathed for loving
Genius-acknowledging, we

Have set a standard of beauty
So surreptitious, soulless—
Unattainable in this number-
Crunching world so pre-

Occupied with symmetry and
Egotism—structure—black and
White dominated by rawness and
Robotics: steampunk screams echo-
Ing from the rooftops of skyscrapers

As lightning continues to strike the highest point.
Ain't no way I'm giving up. I'm a [sic].
Kagami Nov 2013
Cut me open, cover yourself in a blanket of skin.
It won't make I difference. I don't inhabit it anyway.
It is a shell.
It is a lifeless thing.
It is not me. It makes no decisions.

Split the differences in your own mind and do anything you wish.
Take away every doubt.
Leave it on the edge of a cliff. The rain will wash it down our throats.
A spoonful of sugar.
It is laced. Silk laces, pretty underthings ruined.
They were taken off.
Too many flowers to water with the fluids running from open wounds.

They will not grow. They are made of the plastic from leftover
Glass from a broken window. Portal to the soul
My eyes are not there anymore. Blindly
Stuttering, I cannot speak.
These arms lack bones.
They were buried long ago, burned to blackened
Charcoal. Draw a masterpiece, dear.

Stab my physical canvas with toothpicks and see visions.
Crystal trees growing from my ears, reaching into your voice box.
Sing for me.

Make me dance over the salt, gives me rashes on my legs, blue flame licking what is yours.
Turn the key in my bleeding back. Twist my spine and laugh, watch as I writhe in
Lust?

How am I supposed to know. My brain is nonexistent, just gears and crushed light bulbs.
There is no light.
I took a step two nights past, I didn't see.

A tusk ****** through my foot, breaking bones.
I admire the animals caged at the zoo. They were stronger than I was, before they were
Eliminated. They are dying, wilting.
I drew flowers on my nails to represent them. A memorial to the horrid truth of knowing about the robotics of life.
This is just a computer, ringing a high. No going backwards. The button doesn't work, the transformer blew, we have no power.

My data was deleted.
Sam Temple Jun 2014
perfunctory actions
zombie habits
sheep normalcy
blindly following the cud chewers
lemmings fall to their deaths
slowly
genetically engineered crops
dusted with pharmaceutical poison
laced with irradiated petroleum pesticides
fed to the babies of the poor –
wealthy voyeurs eagerly tune-in
as the impoverished masses rot
for viewing pleasure
leisurely strolling across manicured lawns
those in power scoff at the growing spectacle
unaware that the cake is stale
and the masses smell blood –
hurriedly, accountants shuffle tax rates
mix those with interest credit
season it with mortgage fees
and serve it on wall street
place mats
taking stock of stock market gains
gamblers do double gainers off high rises
adding to the flesh being consumed by the under class
under classed –
underclassmen, underpaid, stretch under ware elastic
as waistlines expand with the debt ceiling
both symbolizing the slow decline of
the American dream
screaming into the sewer
fewer eyes look back as disease dulls the iris
loss of the inner shine
glowing reflection of living organisms
fading as the day
slips into the blue-black –
night falls on a nation of imbeciles
brain dead patients
broken by depression and weight-loss scams
hearts crying out for care
personal and compassionate
instead are met with sterile robotics
and sanitary “C” students dressed in white
fearful of lawsuits
and spiders
they prescribe to symptoms
without knowing insurance number 87319A23-S1
is a human being, just like them
also living in fear
of the same establishment –
Cyrus Gold May 2016
Feelin’ like a new model keepin’ thoughts in a safe
Nothin’ but new beginnings while maintainin’ the faith
Of better days ahead, walkin’ away instead
The world on my shoulders while walkin’ on eggshells

Difficult steps lead to redemption, no need for attention
Dowsin’ my sorrows in drinks with a fear of reinvention
Weakened souls lackin’ ambition – ones that we attend to
Distracted by the means to makin’ profit

Pharaohs and kings reach Ozymandias
Castle of the manliest reduced to rubble
Inspiration's a privilege, the uninitiated struggle
Lookin’ to the stars closer to Mercury

Celebrating longer than a single anniversary
Build the padlocked building blocks of the brain, preventin’ burglary
Intellect protection needs remedial advancement
Followin' the lessons and morals of real testaments

Crimson waters divided by Moses, halving the sea
Aidin’ people across, the shepherd leadin’ the sheep
Heated cycle of violence by disciples
De-escalated by the sacred teachings of the bible

Able to color-code their understandin’ with a cipher
Gifted in nature, minus robotics turnin’ sentient

WE MARCH!
Hand-in-hand in unison! A unit full of sin
But we protect the world from Judases,
Our doubts are in the wind

A state of peace we feel the crew is in
The rest will follow soon,
Our inner voice of hate is ludicrous
It sings a hollow tune.

Leavin' this place without askin' just where the exit is,
Keep a steady pace as we're headin' right into exodus.


Lessons are taught to help you rise from the fall,
Nirvana awaitin' – you better answer the call.
One of my personal favorites. Written at a time when I needed divine inspiration.
Benjamin Aptaker Feb 2012
Seven years I lived my life, fading from reality. Crossing into machinery. Robotics with which I am so unfamiliar. Machined, greased, lubricated parts. Built with a purpose. A meaningless purpose. Destined for failure.

A broken down machine I stand. Sit. Lay. Run. Work. Play. Slide. Cursed and wretched as the demons which haunt the dreams of the fallen. I rise above. Skyrocketing through reason. Through the seventh layer of Heaven and Hell. On a false sense of cloud nine I currently float…awaiting the plummet.

Its falling away from me. I sail through a shattered sea of broken glass. I closed my eyes and the tears could not flow. Blocked by my eyelids, restricting emotion. After all of this, I am amazed. The wall could be broken. Forgotten faded memories of which I have no say.

Of past. Of present. Of gifts. Of futures. Of lists. Lists of black. Hit lists in my head. I live in my head. I am not what I wish. I am what I’m not. I am what I dream. A scream. A cry. Laying here, blank as the page on which I cannot create a scene. A scene behind my eyes, yet I cannot attain it on paper. These words flow meaninglessly, but not slow.

Daedalus, Icarus, Thrice. Three times I roam. Randomized plains of thought, laid out on a digital page. Keys, not a pen. Ones and Zeros, not ink. Screens, not pages. Neat, not sloppy…yet my words do not understand one another… nor do I….

If we make the mainland, this song would not be made. Epic beauty, formed through misfortune and tragedy. Oh son…I beg you…keep a steady wing. For you are the only one who means anything to me. My wings are made of melting, shredding, fading elements. The sun, heating, lighting, someday dying. I understand that nothing is as it may seem. Nor is any seam as true as the seamstress believed. The Gods did not take the only thing which meant anything to you, father of legend. Your son is not dead…only afire. Acquired by the forces you believed to be merciful.
preservationman May 2015
A future being the possibilities
The ecology being the reality
It’s a small world
But coming together in keeping the world around
The next stop, “Robotics”
Well robotics have been around for a while
In fact, some companies have incorporated as their style
I was exposed to this myself like nobody else
Tomorrowland took you on a journey from yesterday
It’s being ahead of time and what you could expect combined
Electronics being more advanced
Perhaps feeling like you were in a trance
A wish come true
But it is understanding that is truly due
Think not what’s in the present, but look beyond in being prepared
A change could come and you would be loss
Not a dream from a turn being a toss
An eye catching pitch being the force
Global warming in society in making you think
Even though the movie didn’t touch on
It’s about Earth in knowing where you belong and everlasting be long
Tomorrow is steadily moving into the Earth’s future
All the citizens on earth we all have a job to do in seeing tomorrow as our destiny
Tomorrow maybe seen as a distance
But change can come in an instance
World of tomorrow with action beginning yesterday
Hold on tight and buckle up, as we have a journey in flight for a look see of what the future could be like
Disney’s vision, but no need for revision
The focus is clear and tomorrow is getting quite near.
nivek May 2017
the Mexican wave affects us all
whether we join in or not

the summer has shifted here
all because someone sneezed.
Johnny Noiπ Oct 2018
Red Red Red Red-of-the-Media Blitz
because it does not look like a change
is to be the means of this thing; Artistic arts, they help;         So that Brown
is behind the wall;                          Barbie is something
new,                                                   ­            something new and powerful is
in the air; the following are hot hot peas:
The extensions of the glass glass glass,
so it checks them;                                        The article read from
my eyes were blind to Russian Alchemy
in the bright red sea;                    an announcement
from the windows lacquered to do all
from local kitchens,                      trips to sites from year to year
to burn the more results you received
that you find in your memory of Lauren
the prophet;       Moreover,                       there is a serious error;
Rainbow worn platforms but Robotic and
caring, with a piece of cake;          cooking is only
the interpretation of the beast in a different
way, The artist is the artist upstairs:     Wonderful.
Red is red, the reddish-colored redhead
of anonymity as a result of the differences
appearing on the shadow with the help of
action, taking photos of Asia;                    kissing
the fence, come let Barbie's secret lady
be brown and gay;           The intensity of energy
is manifested in the air;                         the music
wants glass glass that is sweet world
positioning her hole, glass summer,        summer
of historical rock.              These brain-changing
emotions are correcting sensitive words
that hit the blind spot and blind the body
of your admin;                                          a ******'s ******'s ****** alchemy,
pink Russian windows,                                                    full-­size lacquered
windows,                                                       tuxedo sand washing sandwich
society understood as a tourist's tourist company,
a yearly tourist company;          Modern science's
knowledge is unknown to the perfect
memorial tomb that prophesied prophetically
dancing, dancing angels; angel dancing,              cooking meals,
robotics noodles, noodles,                                  cooking noodles
too sit in the strange spot of the favorite top
of life's beautiful musical eyebrows.
Red Red Red Red-of-the-Media Blitz,
1 do not want this difference;
Work is needed, assistance;                                              I'm not
Brown Barbie,                                       she is hidden behind the
screen,                                      especially during warm weather,
peeled,                                           Checking of the crystal glass
and mirrors glass they read a book 1;
face it;                                                          Alch­emy is now blind in Russia,
the Red version's version lacquered;
It has been received from Portfolios
in recent years,                       who had recently been
in the kitchen of the journey rather
than as they knew him,                                                 in many cases
are the acts of your people:                                                 Memory's
Prophet Lauren;                                                        Th­ere is no male
to persuade the developer now,
so it's all I will look at;                                                          an error
of Privatization,                                                   ­           Suddenly the balcony
is a loaf of bread this knife is cutting;
customized techno music is an umbrella ....
Red is red,                                                 the red-colored redhead of widgets
as a result of variations appears on the shadow
with the help of action,              she made photos of Asia;
facing the fence,                      let's make Barbie Brown's
brand new stuff his wife;                                                  Power consumption
has been revealed in the air;                               the song;
Wants a glass of glass that is a happy place
heat heat pitch, position rocky rock.
     These medications,              emotions adjust the text,
            matters read the blind eyes dark body
  your admin is a ****** and ******'s alchemy
is pink Russian windows;                    full-size lacquer
window's tuxedo sand washed sandwiches
of society;                                    Understand one-year tourist
attractions and tourist sites of Modern technology;
science's knowledge is pure ignorance of the memorial tomb
that he prophesied,                  |      prophesied in a prophetic,
angelic animation
eating angles, cooking meals,                    robotics, noodles,
noodles,                                         cooking noodles while sitting in a favored
foreign site,                                              the top of the beautiful artist's face.
Fah Sep 2013
Heavy metal never really called my name
What have we come from?
Where are we goin?
Information at fingertips
helios
sunshine

moonshine
chromeshine


writing , for writings sake
No prescription - the session is free

for the
meaning to fit the key of the lock of knowledge and wisdoms fruit
gems
are the segments of an orange.

Who knows -
maybe this is best
the fleeting but perpetual motion
vibrant motions.

to whom do these shirts and clothes am i wearing belong?

=

A beige coat , with the old mans jumper.
and the best friends tshirt cut at the ends with whales on them
just riding the waves
in the floating oceans shores
drifting kind sifting but with intentional grace
slow
or fast.
Horns blast.

=

open

=

ding . ding . ding.
level unlocked !!!!!

=
boom ,, de la bot

robotics.

Ghosts in Machines....

ha,
ha
.
looking out - on another dream
Sade LK Nov 2014
Driving through these city streets,
And it feels just like floating on a
Machine cloud.
Like I'm high above the
Rusted, automated mechanical world, and
Somehow softer, warmer than metal.
These heavy gears, turning
Twisted up and breaking down.
Only to be built back into order
By bustling, stoic robotics.
There is a golden glow to this
Streetlight night scene-
I can feel it buzzing, a bioluminescence
Of evanescent enchantment.
It could be magical
A never-ending fairytale, but that's
Too light, for this reality.
Which is that I'm really just
Strung out as ****.
And society seems too much like one
Of my bad dreams.
Nightmares will always haunt me, and
This doesn't have a happy ending.
This world is too real,
I long to be removed-
D   I   S   T   A   N   C   E   D   .
Take me to dreamland
So I can stay high forever,
And never
Come
*Down.
Written November 14th, 2014
Johnny Noiπ Oct 2018
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ጥቁር ሴቶች ብላክ ጥቁር ሴቶች ብላክ ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ብላክ ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ብላክ ጥቁር ሴት ብላክ ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴት ሴቶች ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴት ሴቶች ሴት ጨረቃ አንበሳ ጨረቃ ሙሉ ጨረቃ ሆቴል በሰዎች ስብስብ ውስጥ, ልጁ ዩጅን ዔሊ ትምህርቱን አቁሞ ነበር. በገጣሚ አንድ ገጣሚን የተፃፈ ገጣሚያን መክፈት: እውነተኛውን አንድነት ያጡ የአይሁድ ወዳጆችን አንባቢ ማንበብ; አባቴ በጣም በሚያስደንቅ ተፈጥሮ, በጣም አስደናቂ ምስጢራዊ ሚስጥር እና በሩሲያ የሜክሲካዊት ልጃገረድ ጭፍጨፋ. [የወንጀል ተጓዳኝ ባህርያት ወሳኝ የመሬት ማእከል ኤጀንሲ እና የባህር ላይ ፍራፍሬዎች] ውሻ ውሻ, ለስላሳ ሽፋን እና ለቅዝቃዜ ከጭንቅቃሽ ጋር, የጩኸትን ቃላትን በመጠባበቅ, የእርሷን የእንክብካቤ እቃዎች የሚጠብቁ የእጅግ ችቦዎች, ለዚህ ዓይነቱ ልምምድ እና ማጨስን, ሳይንስ, ሮቦት, ቤቲ ዛፎችና የበረራ አካላት እና ጭማቂዎች መታሰቢያ ስብሰባ ነው. የጴንጤቆስጤ ክርስትና የኢሳያስ የነቢዩ ዘመናዊ የጠረጴዛ ሠንጠረዥ. ማዕከላዊ መልአኩ ከእሱ ከታላቅ እህቱ ጋር ግማሽ ልብ የነበራቸው የጓደኞቹን ክብ ቅርጽና አድርጎ ነበር. እንደ ጽጌረዳ የሚመስል ዘመናዊ የላቲን አይነት ማሽን-የመማር ልብስ ልብ በሚጥል ሰው ዓይን ውስጥ የተቀረውን የተቀረጸ ወረቀት ለማዳመጥ ይጀምራል. ባዶ የዘፈን ዘፈኖች የህዝቡን የቀብር ሥነ ሥርዓት እየገደሉ ናቸው. የሰዶም ውቅያኖስ የሳዳምን ግድግዳ, የኤቫ ልብሶች, የዴልሞ ጥቁር የስነ-ልቦና ጥላዎች, የቦክስ አሻንጉሊቶች በእውነተኛ እጆች, በወታደር አስተናጋጅ ጠብቃውን በመጠባበቅ, ወሊጆች አንዳንድ ሴቶች ሴቶችን, የሴሰኛ ሴቶች, የሴት የፀጉር ሙቀት ሙቀትን, ጃንጥላዎችን, ጃንጥላዎችን, የሴቶች ንፅፅሮችን ጃንጥላዎችን ይይዛሉ. በጉልበቱ አስገድዶ መድፈር በቆዳው ፊት ቅዱስ ነው; ጣልቃ ገብነት, ዝምታ, ሳንሱር, እና የፕላኔቶች አነጋገር መጨመር በችግር ውስጥ መሃል ላይ ናቸው. ኮርፖሬሽኑ አዲስ እጆቿ, የቧንቧ እቃዎች, ቢኮኖች የተለያየ የተለያየ እቃዎች ሲኖሯት, ብቻቸውን እና የተደላደሉ, ተከላካይ, የተጻፉ መድሃኒቶች "ጨለማ ክፍሎችን ወደታች ይመለከታል." || ጥቁር ሴቶች ብላክ ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ብላክ ጥቁር ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ከወርቅ, ከወርቅ, ወይም ከወርቅ, ከወርቅ, ከወርቅ, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት, ከሴት Moon Lion Moon ጨረቃ ሙሉ ጨረቃ ሆቴል በሰው ልጅ ግድግዳ ላይ ልጅ ኡጂን ዔሊ መማርን አቁሟል. ክፍት ፈረንሳይ የከፍታ በር መግቢያ ሰላምታ በ አባቴ እጅግ አስገራሚ ተፈጥሯዊና አስደናቂ ምስጢራዊ ምስጢር ነበረ እና የሜክሲኮ ነጭ ልጃገረድ [ግብረ ሰዶማዊነት] ጎልማሳ ልዩነት የአካባቢ መከበር የመሬት ማእከላዊ ኤጀንሲ የንብ ቀፎና ፍራፍሬ ዝርጋታዎች ሴት ውሻ, ውሻ ጥልቀት ያለው ሰው ከቅዝቃዜ ጭፈራ, ከጩኸት ቃላትን በመጠበቅ, የሕፃን ክብካቤ እቃዎችን የሚጠብቁ የእጅ ጣት, ለዚህ ዓይነቱ ልምምድ እና ማጨስን, ሳይንስ, ሮቦት, ቤቲ ዛፎች እና የበረራ አካላት እና ጭማቂዎች የዝግጅት ስብሰባ መታዘዝ ያስፈለገው የጴንጤቆስጤ ክርስትና የኢሳያስ ነብዩ የነብዩ (ሰ.ዐ.ወ) ነቢይ የነቢዩ ዘመናዊ የጠረጴዛ ሠንጠረዥ. ማዕከላዊ መልአኩ ከእሱ ከታላቅ እህቱ ጋር ግማሽ ልብ የነበራቸው የጓደኞቹን ክብ ቅርጽና አድርጎ ነበር. እንደ ጽጌረዳ የሚመስል ዘመናዊ የላቲን አይነት ማሽን የሚማሩ ልብሶች የተቆረጠ ልብ በተሰበረው ሰው ዓይን የተቀረጸውን የወረቀት ቁርጥራጮች ማዳመጥ ይጀምራሉ. ባዶ የዘፈን ዘፈኖች የህዝቡን የቀብር ሥነ ሥርዓት እየገደሉ ናቸው. የሰዶም የባሕር ዳርቻ የሳዳምን ግድግዳ, የኤቫ ልብስ, የዲፍሮ ጨለማ የስነ-ልቦና ጥላዎች; የቡድን አሻንጉሊቶች በእውነተኛ እቅዶች, በወላጆቻቸው ድብደባ, አንዳንድ ሴቶችን, የሴቶችን ሴቶች, የሴቶች የሴት የፀጉር ሙቀት ሙቀትን, ጃንጥላዎችን, ጃንጥላዎችን, የሴቶችን እንጉዳይ እፅዋት በጃፓን ያክላል. በጉልበቱ አስገድዶ መድፈር በቆዳው ፊት ቅዱስ ነው; ጣልቃ ገብነት, ዝምታ, ሳንሱር, እና የፕላኔቶች አነጋገር መጨመር በችግር ውስጥ መሃል ላይ ናቸው. ኮርፖሬሽኑ አዲስ እጆቿ, ቧንቧዎች, ቢከንዶች, የተለያየ መልክ ያላቸው ሲሆን, ብቻቸውን እና የተደላደሉ, ተከላካይ, የተጻፉ መድሃኒቶች "ጨለማ ክፍሎችን ወደታች ይመለከታል." ||Johnny Popey's Black Women & Black Black Women, & Black Women, Black Black Women, Black Women & Black Women, Black Women One Black Woman & More Black Women Women Women Women Women Women Women Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women of Gold, Gold, or Gold, Gold, Gold Woman, Golden Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female, Female Moon Lion Moon Lunar Full Moon Hotel In the wall of humanity, son Eugene, Eli stopped learning. Open French Open Door Summer Greetings John Sky on the Day Free, Day ****, walking time brown, brown. Writing a hometown poet written by a poet: Lost reading readers of Jewish friends who lost the true unity; My dad was dazzling in a dazzling nature, with a mysterious and mysterious mystery, and a Russian rock-massacre of a Mexican maiden [Homosexuality] GOSSAMER & MISCELLANEOUS FURS IN THE AREA OF DEMONSTRATIVE LAND-MACED AGENCY LIVESTOCK AND LITTLE LIPS The female dog a person with a deep breath in a sarong with frostbite dancing, waiting for words to cry, handcuffs guarding her baby care items; a memorial meeting for this kind of exercise and smoking, science, robotics, Betty Trees and Flying Bodies and Fumes Require |Pentecostal Christianity Isaiah's Prophet The Prophet of the Prophet The Prophet of the Prophet; A Modern Table Table. The central angel developed his half-hearted circle of friends from his older sister. Modern-day Latin-style machine-learning clothes that begin to look like roses start to listen to the engraved pieces of paper cut off in the eyes of someone with a broken heart. Empty song songs are killing the funerals of the public. *****'s coastline curtains Saddam's wall, Eva's suits, *****'s dark psychological shadows; real crazy arms of ***** puppets, Geezer waiter waiting for birth, beatings parents' touch some women women, **** women, women women's haircuts warm temperatures warming umbrella, umbrella, umbrellas of reality over women's mushrooms. Under the knees **** is holy before his skin; Interference, silence, censorship, and the rise of the words of the planets are all in the middle of a mess. The corporation has its new hands, plumbing, beacons, differentiated, she's still seated on different streets, alone and stunned, defended, written, drugs "looking down into the dark rooms partially." ||ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ጥቁር ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶች, ሴቶችና ልጃገረዶች መበለት ሆኑ. የብልግና: ረጅም ጓደኞች, እውነተኛ አንድነት ለማግኘት ቅኔ ያላወቅኋቸው ግጥም ግጥም, አባቴ የእኔ የተፈጥሮ ግጥም, አንድ ሚስጥራዊ ምሥጢር በተፈጥሮ ዘንጊዎች ነበር; እንዲሁም በሩሲያ ውስጥ የሜክሲኮ ሴት የተጋለጡ. ዜና ላይ ማሻሻያዎች [ሕይወት እና ሚዲያ ለ Media Deep Plan ኤጀንሲ ኤጀንሲ ኤጀንሲ], ለስላሳ ሕብረ መሸፈኛዎች እና ለስላሳ ቲሹ ጥበቃ, ስትሮክ ተዋጊዎች, ቆዳን ፀጉር, እና አንዳንድ ልማድ እና ጭስ አሰባሰብ, ሳይንስ, ሮቦት ለ. የምሽት ወታደሮች, የበረራ ክፍሎች እና መለዋወጫዎች. ጳንጦስ Augustus, ማዕከሉ መልአክ ያለው ሞቃታማው ሰብሳቢዎች ቡድን ተመሳሳይ ቡድን ጋር, እውነተኛ እጅ እኩል ነበር. ዘመናዊ, ዘመናዊ ዘመናዊ የሰው ሠራሽ ፈውሶች ለሽያጭ ለውጦች. ዋና ዘፋኞች ለቋሚ ዘፋኞች. የሰዶምና ጥላ ወደ ኮርቻ ማማ, በ ኢቫና ዎቹ የሽንት, ወደ ጥቁር ድንክ ጥላዎች, እውነተኛ እጅ, ወደ የጠበቃ የህግ ባለሙያዎች, ወላጆች, አንዳንድ ሴቶች ሴቶች, ያላቸውን አዳሪዎች, የሴቶች የፀጉር: ከድሪውም: ጎለዶላ እና የሴቶች ልብስ ናቸው. ጭራው ጀርባ ላይ ነው. በመጥፋትን, ዝምታ, ሴንሰርሺፕ እና እቅዶች መካከል ጣልቃገብነት. ወደ ኮርፖሬሽኑ አቅርቦቶች አዲስ ንጥሎችን, መጠጣት ኮንቴይነሮች, ዕቃዎች, የተለያዩ ዕቃዎች, መድኃኒቶች እና መድሃኒቶች, መድሃኒቶች, "ተንከባካቢ የቧንቧ አቅርቦቶች በማድረግ." ||Johnny Pop
Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Women Black Women Black Women Black Women Black Women Black Women Women Women Women, women, women, women, women, women, women, women, women, women, women, women, women, Women, women, women, women, and girls were widowed. *******: A Poem of Poetry For admiring poetry for long friends, true unity, My dad was naturally unaware of my natural poetry, a mysterious secret, and exposed to the Mexican woman in Russia. [Media Deep Plan Agency to Agency to Agency for Life and Media] Improvements to News, soft tissue coverings and soft tissue protection, stroke fighters, tanning hair, and for some practice and smoke collection, science, robots. Night soldiers, aviation components and accessories. The Archdiocese of Pontus Ausgustus, the center angel, was equal to the true hand, with the same group as the group of collectors. Modern, modern artificial healing for changing suits. Head Singers System for Head Singers. The ***** Shadows are the saddle tower, Ivana's diapers, the black dwarf shades, the real Black hand; the attorneys' lawyers, the parents, some women's women, their prostitutes, women's hairdressing, earrings, gondolas and women's clothing. The tail is on the back. Interference Between Interference, Silence, Censorship, and Plans. The corporation supplies new items, drinking containers, goods, various items, medications and medications, medicines, "Caregiver by Plumbing Supplies." || Johnny Pop || Black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black black Women, women, women, women, and women were widows. *******: Poets of Poetry For longtime friends, to appreciate the true meaning of the story, Father knew about poetry, a mystery, and a Mexican woman in Russia. [Media Deep plan Agency for Life and Media Agency] The news, soft tissue coverings and soft tissue protection, Irish fighters, haircut and some of the practice and smoke collection, science, robot. Night Fighter, Flight and Parts. Pontus Augustus, with the team of the hot summoners with the same group, was equally authentic. Modern changes to modern, cosmetic cures. Top Singers for Standing Singers. ***** and Gondola are the sockets of Sorgoma, Ivana's arena, black shadows, true hands, lawyer lawyers, parents, some women women, prospective tenants, women's hairstylists, gowns and women's clothing. The tail is in the background. Interference between Silence, Silence, Career Plan, and Plans. Supply to the Corporation's Supplies New Items, Drink Containers, Appliances, Various Goods, Drugs and Drugs, Medications, "Caregivers by Plumbing Supplies." ||
Death-throws Mar 2015
Talk to me about indifference
Can anyone define it? Who defines ?
It’s a word we should understand clearly and fluently
Why? Well…Why not?
Because as humans, indifference is valued
Prized even
Genocide in Africa? I’m indifferent
Pity…
Poverty in our country? I’m indifferent
Pity…
Indifferent it is a word we should use so much more than we do
Indifferent to the screaming of my next door neighbours wife
Pity           …
OH Indifferent!  INDIFFERENT to the hallowed call of a child at the 6 o’clock news with a swollen belly and flies in his eyes
PITTY!
Indifferent to the passions of a man foresworn to his pride and under the influence refuses to admit to his shame!
BY GODS IM A ROBOT
Remove my emotional hardware its malfunctioning strip me of my programs their not the normal
Remove my speech circuitry I’ve been lying…
This hole time I swore closeness and collaboration..
Ideals you all share, seeing pain, listing to the agonising news off a car bomb in Syria! 118 dead! Thank god ill never meet them!
Did I know them? No? ! Well ill share a moment of agony and grief and then continue to buy slave made products and feed my mechanicals beasts with petroleum stolen from foreign lands !
I AM A ROBOT AND YOU ARE TO
Devour my heart it no longer beats, my eyes are desensitized, my spirit aghast at the agony of existing,
The high price of living I was told,
Stand fast and ready your ears like a galleon with no sails and receive the news of your defeat , or would you rather not be there to hear it?
It’s time to listen to the high price,
Social media seems to have developed unto me a craze for the worst ! ive liked pages that post videos of people killing themselves death fascinates me!
I have all of my needs catered for,  
have sources of entertainment
I have a job that allows me  to pillage part of the earth for my enjoyment
I have food that sustains me  and a group of robots that  I call friends, we share the same software  I can relate to them  via USB
And thus the only thing that excites me…that gets me going, that shakes my distraught existence is the thought of..not.
Of not existing
Indifferent..
Endure the agony of hearing that our own… brothers and sisters in humanity where killed,
Beings we share the same DNA for and beings we by some estranged number of generations are related to
Pretend to care for a moment
Indifference,
Watch my world ware thin
Watch my skin grow pale
Watch my organs fail
Indifferent.
Watch cancer take my loved ones
Watch fear destroy my hope
Alone I stand indifferent


Take me to emotion

This is not the way I was designed
The dull thud in my chest is not of rifle fire
Nor is it requisition of my life force of some higher being calling me home
No
It is the device that fights my indifference
It is the vessel that commands my soul to walk on broken glass
The dull thud It is the idea that in ideas we will never die , only grow as humans, within humanity
The dull thud ringing through my chest quickens  when I see you,
The dull thud dies down when I grow cold
It is not the pilot aimlessly guiding me through coordinates listed on a fact sheet like a tour guide
But it is the engine that drives me to aspire to be more, the location from witch I draw force, power,
I do not want to be a robot...  I never asked to be made of steel nor carbon nor sparks
An emotionless vessel to power through indignity and anxiety without a notion to an outsider,
Without consideration to feel
Without consideration to feel alive But sick…steel skin does not get ill without strain,
Steel skin does not grow pale or wither with age
The computer in my head will not fade with time
And my heart has never once stopped
I am not of robotics
I am not of steel
I am merely…
human
And I
Am not
Indifferent!
Scream to me the agony! AGH!  Genocide in Africa?  I will denounce myself to humanitarian work!
I will design my life to bring happiness and joy and inspiration to the masses! I will re-write the ground on which I stand in favour of my own desires!
Poverty in my country?! I will rise to be what is needed! And fall to be humbled!  I will writhe with angst until the government I serve hears my cries and writhes also! To change those laws written in stone and redefine what it is to be human! I will cry for every child living like a dog under the stars, under-influence and angry, because I am angry to!
The cries of my neighbor will be brought to append in front of a judge my community will whale together in her agony and burst forth with our love! we will provide! We will carry her down the streets and sing her name she is not a beaten dog but a queen of queens! As we deserve it!
I AM NOT INDIFFERENT
I am not of the programming I was designed,
Nor am I to append the functions I was written for
I am an arm that writes itself hole as it continues down the page..
I am not of machine
I am not guided by that actions of others
But I am the wholeness of myself
Though fractured I am pure,
Though ***** I am clean
Though broken I am definitively joyful.
I am not indifferent, and I will forever refuse to be so
Because if you take away my indifference…you bring me back
You will bring me back…to my humanity,

*L.G
annmarie Sep 2013
And it's about that time of year
when all the school clubs
print out brand new sign up sheets
and hang up brightly colored flyers
promising "new friends and fun activities."
Model United Nations is meeting in the history wing,
Robotics has a new metal cutting machine,
and three of the singers from the student rock band
graduated last May.
(I hear two of the sophomores
have even started a club for Dr. Who.)
But what I think
my high school really needs
is a club for people
for when they're feeling lonely.
Anyone could show up
anytime—
from preps to prep hockey
to nerds and exchange students,
the artists and scientists,
and even the sad writers.
And we'd get together
as often as we needed to be reminded
that there are way more people than we think
that feel exactly the same as we do.
And maybe someday
a meeting will be called
and we won't even realize it,
because we've stopped calling them meetings
and started to refer to them as friendships.

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