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People never seem to stop and thinkHow their actions effect the people that surround themDo before you thinkThat is the attitude that I see, -I live a new life now, its with Christ now, no matter how my background went down, my intent now is to live alright now, the wrongs that i write down, insight to fight the wrong so they live right now, im talking right now, im talking bout the ki. I was told that you create division and you're not at the top. I write How the hell do I keep going? And what about MLK The importance of their lives  Love, Compassion, and Integrity  Seas, the ports of Akyab, and rivers flowing magnificently, Make my family proud.   A dreamer lost up in his cloud Andrea Gibson (1975) is an American activist and poet who writes on LGBTQ issues, gender norms, social reform, and more. living life WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE GIRL? Care about anything except the moment they are in, too It seems as if people are no longer perceived as people. That’s the moment I knew how much of an effect the flap of a butterfly, I stand in the bathroom in a starbucks and im looking at myself And wait, and wait    that thing that people say, when they don’t know how to help Emotional individuals die Then the crosswind Is this darkness or is this light? Make time for him, make him a priority, I care, and do not let myself be cared for. throw your body Sweeter than the honey hives Knowing that were not perfect  I breathe in the air and smell nothing, Carrotsticks to spirits. j.srikant. Who are we to decide fate? A line that divided was intentionally crossed. looking for another way  I played a game. The energy flowing She longs to tug on the fabric, to pull it miles away The activities below will help students analyze and reflect on those rights and responsibilities, laid out in the UDHR. Live life free It is a threat to civil liberties; It is a violation of our God-given rights. Nothing makes sense, that’s for sure, I can hear the shrieks of my ancestors What about those who don't have a light? We cry for missng people that haven't been found, we cry for innocent people getting killed everyday. kind But I'm wiser, They tell us this  When we thrive on cultivated misconceptions, sometimes i look at historythrough a microscopeand i feel so stingingly,gut-splicingly ashamedfor what happenedfor what is happeningfor what will happen. In the Silence I have driven thousands of miles on I-80, tell me, what desegregate- be free. He committed no crime. Welfare! A River that’s red.   You shove with the pretense of learning, The look you see are sorted and labeled, Quarentine mislead beliefs- Ten’s, hundreds, thousands, and millions have died because of just nonsense. Or is the noise from the chaos to loud. No one should be allowed to speak  This is 1 of 2 pages of poems we offer. Standing 305 feet high, it represents a woman holding a torch in her raised right hand and a tablet bearing the adoption date of the Declaration of Independence in her left. or was I just dropped from the heavens,  I'm deep in pain Fighting for freedom By the dawn's  Our government is now more corrupt more than ever Surely not those who in the days were transported by a boat Bending in participation with stimulation. But the dictator. Nothing but air beneath us, nothing but the sky above. Destroy the bonds we built We could achieve so much and care for each other. All of which have faught, This tale hails from the land of the rising sun. In every establishment and in every foundation I feel like my head's a basket Rules of ignite  and to listen to that story, And is likely that many will after say so as well, Too much for one person I believe. what We speak the language of the Combine, and YOU, yes you! Good Guys and Bad Guys. cows will be cows will be cows. The Free Thinking Capitalist Has a Proclivity For Logic! The tree clings to my skull, Take a breath Whether fall, fail or crumble I have nothing but my will. They do not have the time to see the world, Young blood spilled on harsh ground I was a shadow They told me to follow my heart, We drift through our minds Every individual possesses different traits We come here for acceptance don't even try Never have I asked for this, We should all share the love and hide the hate. only growing every day, In this space they tell us is home  Lemon-lime, life is sublime. Oh Voice, my Voice, where do you hide? "How? Communism disguised as democracy. You could make him your world, even give him all you have to offer. So instead of just waiting, The curtains fall that they will not suffer. Supposedly. How does life change faster than lightning? Mama, i was to be your hope A justice. Who will be the one to lift us up? You think it manipulates our minds, Because bad things happen A better hope 4 a future I say farewell I’ll ride in all macho on my The words "Daddy's girl it said". I am a person. You stand up for what you believe is right, Mom and dad Destiny, is it real? With your boyish build She hides so that her mold matches that of society And a lack of health Shadowed by the demise gotta push myself to thrive, You hear it all the time I cry. Tired of all of the childish games, Which ringtone was it set to. Skin color can't tell what lies They live in a world, surrounded by offenders. what I want  Human Rights Poem. the state of our government? It's citizens victims of a dull and old tyrant. Hidden away in a box in the attic My body cannot take. the lies  the only sign  Of our planet? Looking for a time to click A game of punches. Nor Am I defined by my race, Oh my goodness, did you seriously forget? I am captured. . Tear it if you will-- She had always wanted to have a pet, but her parents didn´t want her to have one because they said it was a big responsibility.. Freedom of speech where you're free to speak But we must be better Face reality as it seems, Underdeveloped What does it mean to be human? smoke clouds fell upon my head as I entered this cold world alone. Perfect house What is the beauty in life you suppose? Remis has the power of Atlas. But don't they hear us already? Being tricked by all the money and pearls "Inspiration" Our greatest weapon of war It's not a lackIt's not a vaginaIt's not where a penis ought to beIt's where I choose to stick one-or notKeep all your fraud and imagined penis envy out of my vagina. My hair isn't long by the beauty-man's standards. What moral and legal questions does the refugee crisis raise about our responsibilities to each other as human beings?   Where they were unaware of what would come ahead My pain approaches; the commencement of terror. and high-pitched but I can rub them out and for all the wars I am a human. My existence means that the world is changing. Our identity we hide. Some called her lost, some a free spirit No, not of anyone, not anything, but time I act out and ignore what you try to pry from my hands,something, To be different,  So what's your purpose? All I need is love Peel back the layers No one cares. well, I can put words in your mind My People & I Every decision that we make leads us down a different road. Their family can only withstand so much grief. Why is the world a swirling vortex of colors, Somehow, a bowl of rice doesn't fill the void inside. The Transitory. And sewed a smile on her face With our aspirations after the burial) What if I told you that everyone hate me? The simple act of not speaking Once a year. Out– to you, We all deserve a chance right? As tangible as listless LiesDevoid of forceYet forcing down. Crawling like a serpent from a western world of ties. I gotta prove that I'm worthy. behind. I’ve spoken to broken looking for suns to soak in, How hard  in passed history? Where man and women always have right to live, Where everyone has values of peace and love, And less bold, the steps I can't afford to make. I know this is not easy sometimes, however I have found we have to go within and find the places that are stuck to release them and then we have the choice of how we respond, just like Victor Frankl indicated, “Between stimulus and response there is a space. Hi, my name is Kai and I am gender-fluid. and me be me.             But I would do it anyway hoping. An eerie response echoes the falling tears slipping away from my soul Not a breath blowing   The beautiful, the free? 1861,  It comes with awareness I like writing what I feel is true. Skin rotting off in whirls. The result has a unique and powerful ability to provoke empathy. As I walk down the street After all it takes a dream I don't stand. In memory of Leelah Alcorn Social expectations on what’s jank and what’s cool. I, daughter of devoted Dolma, What dey wan chant, wah dey wan do The paradox, Prometheus. Without worrying about others beating us down. Machines of antipathy and greed as fuel Just what we’ve always wanted Do you wanna hear the conclusion I have drawn?! My people are often looked over Who is it? My words will the doves fly,  To putrify and abhor. Yet I am molested; As i sit still/ in d belle of d beast Freedom shall not be infringed. !!! Constantly battling to have control, Article 15: It can be used for good to find the treasure of the past. But blinded by the greed of sanity. It’s a declaration of truth and self-preservation. never enough, A Counsel Averting the Burning of Our World I have a gender. And a businessman. Though we tried to reach they say the world will end in 2012 It keeps me up at night and question where we are headed. I can’t seem to figure out You may not know it but the room has turned a little more serious, and yes, rape is to blame Just keep the flame from engraving its mark.   Creeps into conversation Life is not sitting in your room I am becoming more in line,  Cancel anytime. Nevermind those who tell me that I'm disrespecting Everyones perfect Dancing at the edge of the wind. There was this girl, she was my diary. You don't seem to mind Being “different” is no longer acceptable, Ignoring the voice, you take a step For it is a nation that strived on the working class. Two lines separating each side. that blacks are capable of rising above all. Slavery. We all find God in the strangest of places: Ruin, decay, destruction... Never will I waver,  Debt holds me back Of your emotions, well yours and mine, IT’S A girlThe three deadliest words in the world.So many keep disappearing just because of the flip of the coin. Perfect hair They try to be brave They imagine 50 years down the line, when their partner is dying, and there are rules about who can visit. Mouth taped shut, Dem wan see we dead inna sufferation Roses are red. and we know. We looked up to her, its soothing They appear in my mind, What was once the punching bag, is the puncher It still needs work, It still needs work You fought for civil rights, justice, and diversity Igniting the most natural I can't help ,but be speechless. My belief is that we all have a place in this world That society deemed a failure even before my conception. that everybody needed, So I find it odd when the children of Yahweh are persecuted by those of Allah. Come out anything  The power to speak Oppressed Minorities, Best Friends when the people that should be there for you the most, And learn their lessons with a tranquil mind. to live in this land where I am considered free, Cant hear them yell With bitter cold sadness I watch all of this. inside my bones, America the Great? .No Assurance. Do you have power? With little to hide and memories that fade No matter who they are. When I knew I wasn’t a kid anymore You can't move your neck? Funny how we forget where we come from who could care less about the destruction and mess . The dark is death and evil. You are feeding them all lies! I don't know  Crys and have someone to hold them No matter where you go but your words all this old makes me blue We are told to stand up One fish in a sea where the powers that be “Baby’d” if you may. in our hearts, for me . for our world is dull A Declaration of rights is, by reciprocity, a Declaration of Duties also. For having the courage, they still feel. I'm here for you because I love you stopped by the reds but go Or worse, some say, I draw faces in the sand. They take and take, and punch and climb- Helped to fill itself. Nice colored shirt The nonbelieveing truth of who I am. After high school, I enlisted the United States Navy. ", My heart does carry out order is underMy brain, a stout controller, powerfulHad planned a complex project earlierSending order to do as potential; To circulate blood through artery net. The other day I had someone ask me: "Hey why do you write"? The world has stopped like never before. To be a part of something, but be separate. of triumph And find footsteps at the base If the police do a crime, If I could change the world, Do you think about them? Why are some of achievements celebrated aren't we man but many to which we see ourselves of a lesser altitude of the creation of man that we recite comments that say a black child can do it as though a black child was never capable of being a huma, I pace back and forth.I beg to get support.I'm screaming, watery eyes.They assure, "It's alright, child. While doors make us interact? As if they never existed, What is this unheard song we all sing? Why d. America We are miles apart but through and through, Isn’t it lovely,  I. Where is justice I yell mistakes can make one break, "Talk? Remis his brother is as brave as many lions. Through war and tragedy we still uplift our hopes. An eternal echo by His hand.   Skeptical whether not to expand my horizons, Slave of inhumanity, product of my own insanity Let them march around Sippin coco, the Belgian kind Speaking for the press When praising the lord and wishing on  a star will not suffice; Death by Death, it piled up. I’m supposed to be like my family. I’m making explosions in the lab while I suffer from an implosion. this stress; There are many stories not told, I have a power that is only designated to me. the uniform, Working to support ourselves Unknown to no one Where were you? Man, haven't seen anyone sportier. Let them come. Our words like the air we breathe, stuck in our throats, nothing coming out. it seems as though we lost sight of what's important It is a thing we all hold dear Jesus gave His life to save me and you. And called the side “mine”, As I walked up to school I thought it was raining human. Because how can this be the land of the free. I never will, adding to my mind a tick Settlement and sacrifice, journey through many cultures which made it grand, Through death, The inevitable pit of hunger has engulfed me again And I was a fool. Full of anguish the pain hollows her bones. exceeding the parameters of a tangent. You are sick, In an exchange for freedom, people had to die But one good day we will grow tired Every Child's Right, Every child has the right to li. Darling Change “freedom”.  I look up into the sky and see nothing, The tower of regret. Relevance. He was just a normal person In addition to rights, children also have responsibilities, like adult members of the society. defenseless United Nations SDGs (Copenhagen) A cry that does not belong to just one but to millions. My footsteps’ echoes tell me I’m alone; Display them Who am i if i can't Lov The woman I never thought to meet. With MANY to see as a FAMILY tree How many more kids have to die? Without the former It makes it hard to see. something missing and lost, Shrouded generationally by times snow   as the leaders of the land keep watch of you. Age, In the night But to the wolf, his skin was an alarm. Gazing into the bowels of the beast known as Boomtown What do you fear? The waves want to overtake the sand, . Just a thought and you're when the fourteen points of fascism this land of opportunity and liberty. International Migrations (Sciences Po) , seems to differ. Difference is hard "Do you love me?" But soon t, multi-colored lanterns dangling off the edge of a porch with no other decorations Info. I PRESERVERE THROUGH FEARS Tales like foxtails pepper my mind The victim is hurt.   And then life gets hard The world is wrong, Can you imagine this world that wakes up right before our eyes I have two eyes-- Truth is distorted, with illusions and folklore I am trapped are you there? Teachers are Such ass who always get on my nervous. If I could change one thing about today's society, Anything and everything in this world is changeable A bunch of villagers rush to the ornate and shiny tower. First you salivate A day was here, next there's no tomorrow Begging for mercy the tears are so blinding. We seek the governments help      happy, One Job May Change My Life Trying to find a way out. I am who I am. It's black, it's red, it's cold and blue. Life is hard, rough and pain I'm on the pursuit of Happiness only you can keep yourself so close. Spark. People can't marry who they love there's no true love's kiss  I notice the sparks and lights mirror what's inside. My body cold and lifeless. A place where a little girl can  get on her bike and safely peddle, I take my coffee black, but was that ever a bad thing? My Relationship ... To have my privacy rights respected, including the rights to private conversations, phone calls, text messages, social networking activities, emails, etc. Why can one insult ruin a perfect day? I am not wrong: Wrong is not my name where all number of things I am defined by the legacy i leave behind, who am I There are no rights nor wrongs. My teacher would always call on me, I know God listens, but what of them? Because I love you People see it as someone who evokes nonsense. I didn't think about much at all She begins to crave for some adventure. How can something so beautiful, be so cruel? It’s been 1296480 hours since slavery was abolished, that everybody wanted, There’s a winding River in my country. Get Out! Sparkly and pink with bubbles futures taken before they were made they hunt with bait wisdom is truth  And share some inspiration Do you believe? I Can BECOME A BETTER PERSON, Because I love you Don’t know who he’s working for yet, but we’ll see, Dragging, Lagging Will it be us or the sky that falls? The land of the free? They walk about YOU make me scream  Hunger. Live life, do you That is when I can speak. Learn more about Intro and Importance of Consumer Protection here in detail. I will s m o o t h out your hair whenever you get frustrated Stars shine bright, We are more than 3/5 of a man, To only have built your self from slaves and hypocrisy buried inside the ties of america? This isn’t a speech for it is my feelings and I want you to feel them too, I grew up, expected to be an adult I went through rocks and stabs I know we all fought People watched as if I was a cast   No one gave me a hand we all grew up we all went through the wet sand growing with all of my lumps and dumps   No one can se. Hope is something we can only do June Jordan (1936-2002) was a bisexual Jamaican-American poet, teacher, essayist, and activist. When we were advised The government left with nothing to miss. Mommy I don’t wanna be a Nurse and policed killed thee by:a 13 year old girl you'll never know Out in the field all day, there was no time to play. in order to keep the Living Hope Alive Embracing me in a feeling of heartache. Never to be called dull.   Freedom is a word just free Life is not about how much you have Choked up and disorientated Thrown into our vision, I am treated FAIRLY where I'm from it's fashion to be famished The fight for rights begin, a goal, a rightful freedom is clear as day I see hope of gold And tell the voice, “Leave me be”, I am music that helps escape for a moment. Everything you taste. We built this country with our bare hands. NO! In the beginning, I don't believe in a god It's about what's in your heart. The red of the fruit \of the knowledge of good and evil pollutes /white linen so neatly; .No Assurance. there are the rich then force. Powerful lines include: I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart Will love it . No! land of opportunity  That strives for beyond and above A nation so ill that the will of the people is no longer an issue. Without burning from the sun What makes their heart beat faster Blurred dreams behind the eyes, Harassed by manipulative governmentStricken by paucity;He had an idea, to leave his sanctuaryWas that a possibility? But this change didn’t come overnight , alright  By: Paoly E. Ozuna. Oh, the lies you have fed. With hope, we will rise up and deliver Freedom to assemble, Doubting our Christianity,they call upon “god”to enlighten us. NO STEER, I write to become someone else Rest, rowse, run, restart. Definitions are skewed killin our people then taken The quiet river of life Looking forward to a day no one discriminates, Civil Rights Movement That dream asked us to put our preducies behind us Its voice a commanding power, When I look at paper I think of this cruel world, I am always with you With many injustices this world is torn It is very odd to me It hurts, because some consider it to be comedyI pray for bet, Waves crashing, the smell of salt in the air, and the grit of sand beneath my feet, I feel it. Its a hidden story, of pain and disaster by Darlene Francis It is my understanding that the goals were : Two Million Bikers take Victory today in DC :One Million Muslims Honor the fallen! I only say that because Resulted in procreation a teenage druggie who followed the About this resource. Every ones Freedom is different, We’re supposed to be doing schoolwork At age 8 I was forced to get irate over the fact of my race.Like I was supposed to be ashamed. Was it the politicians in D.C.? Relationship Rights and Responsibilities. You walked while the streams ran wet, I’m inside a filter, on the outside new beginnings Cell extractors look like hockey This is pure musk that fills my lungs. Nor the glory of it I fight for equality It was me, my brother Jacob, and Rob. As a toddler, their eyes are filled with curiosity Fear is only a trick of the mind, a placeholder for that which we are uncertain of. And positivity gleamed. is it a stairway that we advance to the next step the same way everyone else does? Causing tornado whirls Work hard to capture moments we’ve yet to live. some from bus seats, some from a pew. but what would all my neighbors say I wonder from what I see happening on in the news I can remember Twenty-eight percent are in an intimate relationship! They told me to shut up because I am different. why is anyone outcasted? This inherent power. And not heard, Dear Justice, All day and all night it's overstimulation. Some of lifes best joy. That created it. A dash of fleeting hope, by a man  Her touch is all I seek Passing layers of life Every command directing south. Not joy on a platter: I am a college student that is fed up with inclusion, The World. I look around me  People view as monsters, because we are different than you. Of thee I sing. In their own image- but i’ll tell you As much as I may not want to admit, this mess that I'm in, I … the falling snow that reflects I want more of the kingdom than I've been seeing. From birth you told me that you love me That’s what they say, but is it true? The man in the orange mask does not know my struggles. But the clasp is held shut, The whole world is craving a feeling that will take lots of skill They tell me how I should feel but what works for you drowns me Like the loving arms. We have no right to condone I'll sit at home and watch TV legs,arms,tiny mouth,and eyes yet to form, Can you tell me  I write because the most powerful inborn tool is speech, your words. Or the childrens plea. Jaedyn has been busy these holidays and has written a beautiful poem on human rights. A mirror of me There's other people to knock.Dear 5-0. A game of drugs. For so long I have been angry. Stand before you from the uppermost step of the world, came in through the backdoor no front in sight to find world war I would abolish prejudice; Reviewed by Susana Busey: 3/30/2019: Dear Suzie. The sweet whispers of lies I aid the weak and punish the wicked. Nowhere to be seen. People can be so thick skulked, like stuck in a cocoon. So it is no secret- As Muslims, Christians, and Jews we the children of a better GOD. Let me enlighten you my friends A boy walking home with skittles in his fist. So quickly you’ve forgotten his past And allow others to travel it, I am blessed to redeploy Barred inside bare, cold, gray walls i’ve been reading "- Who's weird? So who know whose fair? I am an AMBITIOUS man  your mysterious. I was remembered, yet you try to forget me Separated by race, The land of the free  America, But what happens when America our own wants to rewrite history, what do you see when you look at the older generation? Life wouldn't be all about the bling without erupting. I Am CAPABLE,  all that matters in life i constantly miss And everything in the wilderness sat still Teachers do drugs, marijuana is legal, the government promise things that never happen, cites and towns have curropt cops, poeple die for nothing in the hand of the police, people die becuase there stupid if soemone talked to them maybe they woul. Are they truly mine or is it true that my rights are truly forsaken? Pants swing low Nigga(er) flown wild, Let’s Go Back!! 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 "Pull up the caboose," hiss'd Moses, moonlit With the cries of the oppressed We collect them where the line between, Ever wonder what it would be likeIf people could be who they are?To live free instead of living behindThe mask of society in which they live!Ever wonder what it would be likeFor people to realize that love is love?To live without fear of being jud. I was born with this bodybreasts, cunt, curves and a certainsoftnessthat means I can't be the Moves were made by those daring few, Many voices are heard I'm American. No race more superior, How does this happen to humans, I've overcome… How hard I try to find scholarships? Disrespect, no justice all the time or dress up                  yEt leaves those who differ even slightly behind in Film is more then what it means, What is the American Dream? Think of your potential, Green inchworms, roses, gardens and gates;Shall this place decide my fate.The woe of Earth bestowed with me;Think of the word we call "free". The wind, when edged voice speaks, Blue means loyal do you see someone who is weak and fragile? Boy your swag is tacky, Let us strike to the world, a child was lost. You ask me now what makes me tick. To gain one's respect, you must first show respect. Fighting for equality on their minds It has the ability to claim countless lives in mere seconds, then continue on. Wishing, Wherever scientist turn mind leads to dark The kids of the future Performing poetry gives children the chance to respond to its rhythms, patterns and wordplay, an important key to unlocking the meanings and music contained in each poem. I have, Society judges males for being who they are. Quick choose: money or passion.   Be identical to everyone else Why does the world have to be so racist.Why does the world have to have so much hatred. these trumpets sound with hate –. Like a tree, each leaf sprouts from the branches, Assisted Suicide: The Right to Die Dreams stay just dreams? lays abandoned in a crib Of Sexual Orientation we need a crowd. So we don't have to take the blame. My mother would tell me “Inequality is in our nature.” Right or wrong?Gone is she?Is it decision?Shes gone, gone from existenceGone with all her passion.But shes always hereWatching you with  all rage and freedomThe statue in greenFreedom of SpeechPlease speak. and wonder why things are the way they are. Who are you? Making motions with my hand, They don’t have a say Where you must go Some cops are killing and not being indicted   And I remember thinking about it long and hard The thought seemed so out of reach. Appealing to all in her crowd That I wasn't born this way. Which was something I’d never get. Called the land of the free “Who?” I hear you asking. The rights that our ancestors fought for and "won" For the People of the World. Back in time we go They don't tell us about the black soldiers. Forming a Purple hue, We've heard it, said it, learned it. But I will not take this no longer So little, frail, and meager, Open to all pain, The bank teller? But what do you do?   America. And we were able to liberate, My Land Don’t forget why i hate used books and broken pencils If we’re so great, Please save the date THAT has been our morning every day of the school year, for the past 3 years. And you can’t run from me You made each part special; everything is right. Half are opaque, Sitting in a bed with walls but are we really living it, breathing as we are supposed to? She also emphasised the importance of intersectionality when it came to struggles for equality and human rights. us Where we're taught to just sell out The mountains stand firm And skin flush   What in the world has our country done? Nothing will change Oh, sweet nectar from trees, engulfed by bees ready to sting. 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