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Aranagusuisce
Iraq infantry vet, stoic, awareness about the war on the Iraqi people and it’s effects globally and on combat vets and their families. Also
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It’s all the same.

"The ink well has been spilled. Everything has been written"

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Irish honesty

Their we can dine and have some wine and let the world slowly pine. If it be just me so it shall be. If though for me and pillow in hard times, let not a shard of a heart be sold.

Be it kind and be it bold, but always let the truth be told.

ignore this world where everything is sold.

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Furry angels.

I love my dog and he loves me. The worlds a mess and so it must be, but when he cuddled closely to me i feel better and so do we.

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Little paws

Your little paws, your little tail. So kind and innocent. Immune to the cruelty to humanity and our wicked thoughts.

How I want to shelter you from human cruelty and make a blanket to hold you.

You truly are man’s best friend.

I love my dog and he loves me. The worlds a mess but not he.

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Faith

everyone has faith. Some have faith that 0 plus 0 equals 1 that we came from nothing.

others have faith in a creator.

we as a species cannot escape faith. It’s just where you place your faith. In humanity or god.

chose wisely, the arrogance of this world like moths devour a book will crumble.

nothings is more graceful And yet damning than faith.

choose wisely where you place it.

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Write a Myth: Snow
Write a Myth to explain why it snows
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Blood in the sand.

I see your face, blood and disgrace. We watched you die and I still cry.

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Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
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The alcohol in my glass drains as my heart sinks

and all I can do is think of you

I still remember when we first met and I decided to cast my bet

Now all I feel is sorrow and regret

Every time people start to care it always leads to nothing fair

Everything ends in sorrow and despair

It’s just a shame I can’t tell you I care

I don’t know your name and I feel selfish for having this pain. You’re always in my brain and people say I am insane.

We watched your mother die and I watched you cry. I tried to comfort you and nothing could be done.

I thought of my son and how nothing is fair under the sun.

You’re that small Iraqi boy in a place I never belonged. You never had a choice, I hope we can be your voice.

No apology will let you know, no protest will help you show. I beg you let my soul get placed on the right track.

I miss you Iraq and it’s fair you don’t miss me back.

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Kindness

I see you. You see me. They see us but not to be.

i feel your hand and graze your face. They laugh as we cry. In this world we all will die.

we try hard, the world denies. Our child slowly cries.

we consume their lies, no one anymore tries.

my hope slowly diminishes and dies.

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Compassion

Oh hey, I wasn’t listening I was blinded by the bombs in Iraq.

Little children skipping as per usual. Hello, love I have so many words for you.

Hey, I wasn’t listening I was stunned by the bombs that took them.

Their tiny hands and feet, no longer to make the sound of running around their homes.

Don’t take my pain so seriously. I’m sorry.

Thats how life passed and maybe I’ll hold on tight to you.

Hello, love my invisible friend.

I just forget where I am.

The great divided and maybe death is peace at last.

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Time is a false god

The main reason I don’t believe time exists is because we can have emotions about the past that make us feel that we’re still there.

We can feel things our ancestors went through that we never experienced but yet we sympathize.

Time is a conformity to a system bent on making one run a rat race that accelerated after the industrial revolution. Money money money.

We made it up and by doing so we’ve ignored our heritage and replaced our blood with consumerism.

Time isn’t real.

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