Sorry it's been so long since I've posted anything. Here is two of my recent poems.
This is my slam poem.
Humans
You raise your fist
but stop,
I cringe,
you can’t do it,
this is weakness.
If we can’t
hurt,
despise,
detest
another human,
we are weak.
We pray for peace,
yet cheer on
and challenge people,
to
fight
fight
fight.
We cry when children die,
but laugh at someone.
But they’re just a fag.
We talk about love,
God,
joy,
with tongues that drop
F bombs.
You say “God Almighty,”
but you ask the girls
to dress like
“sluts.”
Read these words.
Please,
read these lips.
I hate listening
to this.
My ears bleed,
my brain is dying
knowing how fowl,
horrible
rude,
unthinkable
but stop,
I cringe,
you can’t do it,
this is weakness.
If we can’t
hurt,
despise,
detest
another human,
we are weak.
We pray for peace,
yet cheer on
and challenge people,
to
fight
fight
fight.
We cry when children die,
but laugh at someone.
But they’re just a fag.
We talk about love,
God,
joy,
with tongues that drop
F bombs.
You say “God Almighty,”
but you ask the girls
to dress like
“sluts.”
Read these words.
Please,
read these lips.
I hate listening
to this.
My ears bleed,
my brain is dying
knowing how fowl,
horrible
rude,
unthinkable
things
that are being uttered from lips.
Is this doing
one
single
person
good?
Your status means nothing,
absolutely nothing,
to me.
Stop telling people to die in holes,
jump off a bridge,
or leave and never come back.
We
are
ALL
human
beings.
God’s creatures.
Why do we act as though we are
disposable?
Stop acting,
pretending,
cursing,
punching,
laughing,
fighting,
against humanity.
Love,
joy,
peace,
Is this doing
one
single
person
good?
Your status means nothing,
absolutely nothing,
to me.
Stop telling people to die in holes,
jump off a bridge,
or leave and never come back.
We
are
ALL
human
beings.
God’s creatures.
Why do we act as though we are
disposable?
Stop acting,
pretending,
cursing,
punching,
laughing,
fighting,
against humanity.
Love,
joy,
peace,
happiness,
are so much closer,
when we love others.
Respect is tossed around
a lot.
Here’s a new definition:
treating others with humanity.
are so much closer,
when we love others.
Respect is tossed around
a lot.
Here’s a new definition:
treating others with humanity.
simple and easy
We are ALL the same.
Stop acting mightier than God.
humans
We are ALL the same.
Stop acting mightier than God.
humans
This is a poem I wrote a few nights ago.
Friends
I have some friends who just don't get it.
life, courtesy, politeness,
lots of things.
Here's an explanation for them:
I'm sorry that I can't afford
to shop at Aeropostle or Forever 21.
I'm sorry that even if I could by clothing there
I wouldn't
because it's not my style
and it wouldn't fit me either.
I'm sorry that
my hips are to wide and too high.
I'm sorry my thighs aren't perfectly toned
and my stomach isn't flat.
I'm sorry that I don't like wearing dresses
that won't flatter me or make me feel beautiful.
I'm sorry that you insult me
by complementing everyone else
on the shirt that's "so cute on you"
or "you look super cute today"
and then turn to me and say
"you look cute for you"
because I wear t-shirts and jeans
every single day.
I'm sorry that you make me feel ugly some days
because you see me in concert clothes
and I "look so pretty!!!!"
I'm sorry that's the first time I have ever heard you say that to me
sincerely.
I'm sorry that I have to be dolled up
to be beautiful with you.
I'm sorry that you can't get over these things
to see who I really am.
Let me clarify:
This is NOT and apology
for who I am,
because I will never
apologize for what God
has made me.
life, courtesy, politeness,
lots of things.
Here's an explanation for them:
I'm sorry that I can't afford
to shop at Aeropostle or Forever 21.
I'm sorry that even if I could by clothing there
I wouldn't
because it's not my style
and it wouldn't fit me either.
I'm sorry that
my hips are to wide and too high.
I'm sorry my thighs aren't perfectly toned
and my stomach isn't flat.
I'm sorry that I don't like wearing dresses
that won't flatter me or make me feel beautiful.
I'm sorry that you insult me
by complementing everyone else
on the shirt that's "so cute on you"
or "you look super cute today"
and then turn to me and say
"you look cute for you"
because I wear t-shirts and jeans
every single day.
I'm sorry that you make me feel ugly some days
because you see me in concert clothes
and I "look so pretty!!!!"
I'm sorry that's the first time I have ever heard you say that to me
sincerely.
I'm sorry that I have to be dolled up
to be beautiful with you.
I'm sorry that you can't get over these things
to see who I really am.
Let me clarify:
This is NOT and apology
for who I am,
because I will never
apologize for what God
has made me.
I love your "Humans" poem! I still can't believe we tied for 1st on the Slam Poetry contest with our poems!
ReplyDeleteAnd wow. That "Friends" one is intense. I love it though, and you are beautiful the way you are! I wouldn't shop at those stores either, because I have a weird hip-figure as well, and they're just too pricey! I'm gonna take a stab... was this sorta about "Esau"? And others, but, yeah?
God made you amazingly beautiful inside and out, and I wouldn't want you to ever change! Inner beauty is much more important though, and you have it by the truck-load!
Oh, and could you give me a copy of the "Friends" one? I really like it!
It was mostly about a different friend, but i'M NOT GOING TO name names. Darn caps Lock.
DeleteYou can just copy it if you want. This was the first time it was typed.
DeleteHaha don't ya just love caps lock? And if you don't mind, I will. Like I said, I really liked that poem!
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