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TRUTH VIBRATIONS
by Jeanne Fiedler

In some feverish state
the negative inner spaces
clog my violet messages
from the universe friendship,
love and growth appear
against the whitescape
the quivering of dog barks
represent the imprisonment
of my values,
freedom and automnomy
whole and complete

My relentless efforts
beginning to form
team bonding energy
the shakti dances
her pale white virtue
and cape of ivy
stream the riverways
of consciousness

The intricate mosaic
yet to be completed
hard, cold stones
with flickering sparks
light up like fireworks
expressing my growth
and inner light


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GOBBLEDYGOOK
by Michael Sage

They say fairies like to talk a lot, yes, a lot of gobbledygook,
And spend their days on slippery slides, made from wet sloppy gook.

I don't believe in fairies, what a lot of hooey,
Imagine spending your day, sliding on stuff that’s oh, so gooey.

Or sitting on toad-like stools made out of metamorphic rock,
While nestled between the leaves and petals of the hollyhock.

Chewing on piles of stringy, bits of liquorice,
Seems unreal to me, a lot of airy fairy gibberish.

So prim and proper, when life is rather slapdash,
Who they trying to fool, don't believe this balderdash.

Waving a magic wand continuously, way too much coffel,
And never ending chitter chat, also way to much waffle.

I might not be the brightest spark, but I also ain't no dumbo,
All these stories of cutie little fairies, to me a lot of mumbo jumbo.

Wish they would simply dry up, disappear and shrivel,
No more footle and no more listening to all this bunkum drivel.


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LESSONS IN LIFE
Kaleigh Magan Davies

Live it well,
Don't stay in the past,
Don't sit and dwell.
You made a mistake
But millions do,
The difference is luck,
They don't get caught like you.
Living is learning,
If you are given the chance,
Learn, Love, Grow,
Let your life enhance,
You know you were wrong,
You've been punished enough;
It's time to stop being
So hard and tough,
Forgive yourself,
Learn from your mistake,
This is your chance
To be what you make;
You are better now, you know more -
You see straight,
Life is a lesson
To learn...
Not hate


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INDEPENDENCE
by Chris Faith

I think I’ll do something independent
Act like I need no one at all
Just like the founding fathers
Hang up on authority should they call

If they continue to ask for more than I have
Like my resources are a bottomless well
My new flag will be my middle finger
Rose proudly telling them all to go to hell

How much more can I take
And still be happy and don’t misbehave
This morning on the forth of July
I realized the mirror held the face of a slave

It all started with the Indians
Uncle Sam quoted words of peace
Just as soon as they felt a new whim
Their new brothers were now a long forgotten niece

So they sing, “God Bless America”
Their true idol might be much further down
How can I be a patriot
When what the country stands for has totally turned around


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MOUNTAIN TOP
by Patricia Farley

Moving toward my goals in life
Trying to make it and get ahead
Running in place, but looking to
Go the distance to persevere
Fighting back the inside tears
Resisting the grip of fears
With sights on the mountain top.


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BULLIES
by Amelia Curry

They say words don't hurt
but they do to you,
don't give up hope,
you'll find the answer real soon,
trapped in a mess of chaos and lies,
bullying happens to everyone,
what a surprise.


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55 YEARS
by Jessica Kay Johnston 

55years they give my son
The boy of mine is way to young
I cry, I pleaded, the cops I call
That pedophile deserved to fall
No one listened, no one cared
Now my sons freedom won’t be spared
They say the killing was brutal and violent
Even though he was being molested by a tyrant.
My son and our family are the true victims here.


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TOUCHING MY STAR
By Oluwakemi Amusan

When I was a child of about the age of six
Lying down in the evenings with other kids
We would tell stories, laugh and play
But most of all we would look up at the sky
And talk about how one day 
We would touch the stars.

Even as a grown up man
Belabored with the cares of this world
The little boy in me kept seeing the stars
And his nudges filled my nights with dreams
And every whisper he gave
All did inspire my faith

See that star he would say,
Causing me to look out the window
At the star that shine brightest
In the dark nights
"It’s mine,
and I would touch it someday"

The childlike strength in his voice
Did give hope to my soul
And I would soar high in my thoughts
Fighting with every ounce of fiber in my being
All gravity of negative emotions
And the alien forces that got in my way

I would stretch my imaginations
Amidst the path interwoven path
Of Darkness and Light
Till the daunting challenges
became paled in comparison to my determination
Thought I never saw the stars in the morning
 
When I got up from my bed
But the passion it ignited
Gave me power to fight in the day
And I was like dynamite
Putting to flames every obstacle
And lovingly following my bliss

I touched my stars
Yes I did
Like an expedition through space it was
Though a little more tasking if I dare say so
But it brought out all the juice in me
And I became a better man for it


The next time you a see a new innovation
Celebrate it.
Also celebrate the man who invented it
But most of all
Celebrate the world
That the star has helped brighten


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ZIMBABWE BETRAYED
By Sandy Botha

All the world leaders stood with pride,
On that day when Rhodesia died.
They congratulated themselves on a job well done,
As Zimbabwe was born with the rising sun.
And the drums beat so very loud,
As Mugabe addressed the eager crowd.
He said "we've won our freedom today,
He said "I'm president and I'm here to stay",
And he made wild promises about the way,
That Zimbabwe would change on it's very first day.
Towns were renamed and streets were too,
Every time an African leader passed through.
And the cheering of the crowd as they danced in delight,
As Mugabe lit the "Heroes Acre " light.
Mercedes were ordered, they couldn't have enough,
They knew they deserved them as the fight had been tough,
The West would pay for them so they didn't need to worry,
The aid was pouring in they had to spend it in a hurry.
Mugabe was important now, he'd even met the Queen,
And of the whole world there was little left unseen.
But still Mugabe felt ill at ease,
What if someone else his power did seize.
The Matabele leaders had to go first,
It was for their blood that Mugabe did thirst.
And the whites that remained were a thorn in his side,
What to do about them he needed to decide.
But what had actually changed in the ordinary men's lives?
As a future for their children they did strive.
Inflation had spiraled out of control,
And on these people it took its toll.

And when there was a rumbling of discontent,
It was always the army that in he sent,
He silenced the people who didn't agree,
That he'd done a good job since Zimbabwe was free.
He had to find someone else to blame,
So he started his land seizure game,
So he kicked the white farmers off the land,
So many farms now idle they stand.
Farm workers jobs have all gone now,
And they wonder how they'll make a living somehow.
And now as children starve and die,
The people of Zimbabwe hang their heads and cry.
Elections were held but what a farce,
The results were in before the first vote was cast.
And as food aid continues to pour in,
Mugabe commits the ultimate sin.
For as people get to the front of the queue,
They have to prove that to Mugabe they're true.
For if they don't have a ZANU PF card.
Then its empty handed that they leave the yard.
And the leaders of the world stand by and sigh,
As they see the people of Zimbabwe die.
Why can't they admit that they made a mistake,
Why can't they do something for Zimbabwe 's sake.
And I wonder what stories the old people tell,
Of the time before they were living in hell.
Of a time when work was plentiful,
And the children were happy and their bellies were full.
Of days before they lived under a dictator so cruel,
In the days before they fought for Majority Rule...


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SISTER
By Jeffrey A Thibodeau Jr 

Sister, My Sister where are you! I call out but I can't hear your voice.
Sister, My Sister. Though I search with all my might I cannot find you.
Sister! Sister! I cry out to the Lord. "Lord please help me find my sister."
He smiles upon me "Brother why do you cry for our Sister. She is home with me".
I love you my Sister.




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