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Be the you that you want to be.
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 22, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
When you die, Iâ€™ll remember you
Like old album pages
Like childhood memories
Poetry | Updated Sep 21, 2015 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6
From the heart.
Poetry | Updated Sep 21, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
I wrote this when I was 17. I was crushin' on several girls at the time and since I never I had first love I was kinda creating this image of the perfect girl in my head at the time. I didn't know what I 1st love was until I was 27. Regardless I was inspired me to write this...
By Ted Gerard
I wrote this poem for my mother. Christmas 2003.
About the current situation in the United States regarding predominantly black civilians being brutalized and murdered by the police force.
By Anita Penn
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to personal experience is purely coincidental. I'm sure New Jersey is a lovely place
I'm not sure what to say about it. You just have to read it
Poetry | Updated Sep 15, 2015 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Excerpt two comes from the chapter entitled 'What's Not Told.' This slice briefly analyzes a the first few U.S. presidents who most don't know were owners of African slaves. George Washington is exposed here.
By Jasmine Clare
Jack is worried. After becoming jack frost again he is worried he will turn back into Jackson frostbite. He meets cress who understands what jack went through having been through it herself. Bunny ends up falling for the reserved fall spirit. But cress has a secret and if found out she will be...
One can still love if there's hate.
Poetry | Updated Sep 10, 2015 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
By Crow Of Light
There are just those moments when you are trapped in a cycle that seems that it can never be broken, when the mistress of the addiction has a firm hold on you, well this poem reflects my addicted mistress.
By Carl Worgan
Never leave it too late to tell someone.
This excerpt from The Missing Foundation is found in the chapter African Religion and Christianity. I highlight a number of ancient historians and writers who give matter of fact descriptions on the color of the ancient Pharaohs and Egyptians or Kemites. This is part of my effort to show how KMT...
Am dedicating this poem to a really nice cat. And guess what? They don't all bring bad luck.
Poetry | Updated Aug 27, 2015 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6