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  • 75: Terence

    Terence I feel like my heart is dented  And it cannot be repaired.  When he crosses my mind, I’m tormented.  For losing student, I wasn’t prepared.  And now I’m left discontented.  Why couldn’t he be spared?  Could some device had been invented?  Too many lessons left unshared.  And I’m stuck here while his spirit assented. …

  • 74: Underrepresented

    Underrepresented No taxation without representation  And I can’t get in a word. Only given 2 choices as a nation, The idea quite absurd.  One leader, 2 choices, choose a side;  Has killed my sense of national pride  2 wings of the same bird, pushing us forward, to what future are we headed toward?  One man…

  • 73: Bad Principles

    Bad Principles This is a place for kids. Holding students to a higher standard, than the adult in the room, seems misguided. Your punitiveness towards young melanated men leads to their disenfranchisement towards learning. Leading them to seek out ways to cope. All while grown adults can demean and belittle without consequence. As a principal,…

  • 72: The REAL Getback

    The REAL Getback I would never wish ill upon him. but won’t feel sorrow when it happens. and it still causes me grief… Grief of what could have been, what we could create. Together. but instead, i’ll keep my distance in a sense of faux polite and act as if you are. exactly, who you…

  • 71: Industrial Complex gave me a Complex

    Industrial Complex gave me a Complex No taxation without representation. Dependence on your station, is whether or not you make statement. And without fear of retaliation, never paid reparations. Because they hold the power, they have the pen. ( in crescendo) And with this pen “We” the people draft, (in decrescendo) that we’ll just continue…

  • 70: Karma Police and the Bends

    Karma Police and the Bends For a minute there, I lost myself. And the trek back was treacherous. Walls crumbled, memories were erased, the once well paved roads eroded, thought patterns changed, and everything finally settled. But once settled, I tried to repair the walls, but had no caulk or sheetrock. I tried to recall…

  • 69: Religion and Rites

    Religion and Rites I refuse to ackowledge a blessing, bestowed upon me, by someone who when dining, wouldn’t share their dry bread and wine. The control this idea engages in is neglectful to the teachings of the same God, they claim, to follow. No man, no building, memorized phrase or song Brings me nearer to…

  • 68: Quiet as Camouflage

    Quiet as Camouflage The best camouflage for pain? Shhh, it’s a secret. One must keep it hidden, because if someone else knew how much it all hurt, one would be too open to deflect the incoming. Unable to protect oneself, is a dangerous existence in a place where no man wants anything better, beyond one’s…

  • 67: Aging

    Aging The older I get, the sadder I grow. It seems as if the true colors of the world have begun to show. What was once thought as cerulean and vast has become lackluster and grayscale. As if the older I get, the duller things become. Sharp words stab less. Sharp minds wither away. Sharp…

  • 66: My Coffee with Death

    My Coffee with Death (Hushedly) i wanted to say thank you for letting my him stay awhile longer. i wasn’t ready. and He’s worked too hard. He’s loved so hard and the value of His presence, extinct so soon, brought me to strange and unnavigated seas. i recognize the blessing you decided to bestow upon…