life
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Food, heat, shelter Essential survival needs How far would you go?
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Ego suicide release all the ties not sadden by goodbyes Crossing divides Riding tides In the lows and highs Share the happy moments. Life is a prize treasure it before it evaporates you’re only promised today. Don’t let it go to waste seek to be wise see past the hypocrisy and lies. Happiness is simplicity…
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Unified We are the Movement Change is how We are groovin’. Coming together Because Community Means unity. The village Will raise the child From every age Feeling love At every stage. Schools the tools To create whole people Not testing Limited brain Molecules. Shaping them into jewels Empowering them To rule. Working collectively Because Community…
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Eyes on the prize because I stumble but don’t fall best believe I will have it all. Eyes on the prize you won’t see my demise I’m set to rise rise RISE far beyond the sky This is destiny Following Maya’s legacy Phenomenal woman can’t you see? don’t give a shit style Don’t care for…
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Fabricated reality muted dreams mouth sewed with black thread so caught up in routine you’re dead Doubt the assassin Capped potential in the masses Talent transcends social classes. Take ownership break the social script because life goes by too quick just flow with it Chase your destiny defeat monotony fulfill your purpose be a whole…
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Changes happen quicker than you can say them After you settle in, it’ll take you on a different spin Grounded like a tree to carry on with grace and dignity Let go effortlessly You’ll win and lose Dance in the rain then sing the blues Feel all kinds of hues Hold…
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The struggle is real but I refuse to accept that fates are sealed. when reality is harsh it becomes surreal. Violence and poverty are steel like chains causing inequality to remain. Shootings on street corners believed to be the hood’s epidemic but history proves it’s a repetitive pandemic. Death left to rot in the streets…
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Poetry brings clarity in a world filled with insanity Long time ago a friendship was born with a pen whispered words from worlds not seen or heard, truth Masked in metaphors but it shines bright blue Pen weaved words bringing comfort to the soul Because it will get beaten…
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It starts with a word A whisper from the soul Threads phrases into lines That sometimes rhyme Dreams and reality converge On the page, poet’s canvas For word play. Designing Immortality’s stage Fulfill stardust destiny Of spreading art from Sea to sea. Can’t stop Words keep coming to me Giving new eyes…
Yesenia Guerra 