FOR ALL THE POETS OUT THERE THAT FEEL OPRESSED.....MOURNING POETRYS DEATH....MPD
anger creeps upon us...and knaws at us like demons
we scream and cry out in pain
we are unimportant and left alone
are moans of terror are laughed at and ignored
how are we to live in a tortured world such as this
are we expected to just lie down and take this abuse
lie down in the gutter and rot away
they forget about us
and wish us away
but we are here
we are not leaving without a fight
we will stand up for ourselves and take pride
for we are the sensitive souls that write our feelings
and speak our minds....
we are the poets of our time
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What can I say to you who, has spoken my mind? I'll just start with a sincere, "Thank You." Excellant words, lady. Write on....
