Dark Times

In these dark times Where the blood spills And the world seems overcome by thrills People fight for power and control But the truth is they have no soul War War It’s a vicious game People die For glory and fame Brothers and sisters Torn apart Yet the war machine never loses heart Mothers suffer Children cry Fathers lose their will to try Lives left in ruins Hearts in pain All just to feed The beast of gain War War It’s a vicious game People die for glory and fame Leaders spew forth Their lies and deceit Innocent people Pay … Continue reading Dark Times

Gender Discrimination

Gender discrimination In different nations How does gender discrimination Happen in different stations How women How women How women Stand up for themselves The government needs to have a revelation About gender discrimination Or there’s gonna be a revolution About gender discrimination And, men have to have a realization About the state of our nation Cause women just don’t get education And, women will take over Congress, so just be patient The government has a sensation That they will have to lamintation Every poster that says Women have rights Women have rights Women Women Women have rights And if you … Continue reading Gender Discrimination

Night in the Country

Stars poke holes in the sky. Fireflies dance to the grasshopper’s violin. Two squirrels race up a tree. The sun’s last shines are scarlet. The dog barks at a rabbit Who resembles a cotton ball. The moon comes up a sideways grin. The grass is moist, a pool for me, And soon the sun will come up again. Continue reading Night in the Country

War

War has been here for a long time War has put pain in our lives War has split our families apart War has hurt our people War has never been our friend Will war ever die? Continue reading War

Allergic

I can’t stand the fact that I was allergic to him, to my first dog. We had to give him back. There’s nothing more to say, except… I loved my dog. Continue reading Allergic

Self Portrait Poem

Jumping over the river, Manhattan Behind me. But, Brooklyn awaits. Taking the subway back to the old Village, back to the dojo brown belt, Black stripe on me. A daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, That’s what I am. I used to be the little one, the only one. But, then she showed up running around, Being all crazy. The T.V. is on, what to watch? We’ve seen Everything, but movie night never dies. Surrounded by Bobs. Bob, Bub, Bobyett, Bobiiiiiii, Boba, Bobico, Bobel, and me, Bobet. Middle school next year, kind of nervous But it will be okay, got some … Continue reading Self Portrait Poem

Two Minute Timer

A blue container of time, is measured with grains of sand, like silk so fine ticking away. What’s left to say? Steadily going, never slowing counting down is the fate that it’s bound. Ticking away. What’s left to say? The clear walls muffling the grains of sand stumbling making tiny “piffs” against the sand. Ticking away. What’s left to say? Continue reading Two Minute Timer

RPM

As the RPM gauge resets, its like a whole new journey. A fresh start, a whole new gear ready to be pushed to its limits. As the turbocharger whirs and the supercharger screams, the mustang races down the highway. Continue reading RPM

Bobby

My name is Bob Today I feel like a log That can’t move Sometimes I’m a frog Sometimes I feel glum But always I’m dumb. Continue reading Bobby

Chicky the Cat

My name is Chicky, Today I feel like a squirrel dancing on a boat. Sometimes I am a chicken, Sometimes I am a birdy. I ask the world why can’t I ever catch a squirrel? The answer is squirrel is dancing on a boat. Continue reading Chicky the Cat

Grown Ups

I wonder I wonder I wonder why grown ups are obsessed with things like coffee wine romance getting jobs shopping talking about boring stuff and neatness it’s weird I don’t know why it’s a great mystery they will not reveal it to you and I I don’t know why I don’t know why Continue reading Grown Ups

Bell

Ding ding goes the bell Catching everyone’s attention And then comes the direction And everyone rushing off to follow Continue reading Bell

Sleepy Moon & Sun

The moon is awake at the dead of night, while the sun is sleeping in the dead of night. You see the sun at day, you see the moon at night. The sun and moon are a little different. You can see the moon at day, but that’s before it sleeps. You see the sun go down in the afternoon, it’s getting sleepy. Goodnight sun and moon. Continue reading Sleepy Moon & Sun

I Wonder Why the Tree

Why are the leaves so smooth? Why not silky Or bumpy Or soft? Why are they so smooth? Why do the branches have leaves? Not candy like Twix Or Snickers Why does it have to be leaves? Why can’t you eat leaves? Then everyone would love fall, They would run around, With open mouths And gobble all the leaves up. Why can’t you eat leaves? Why is the tree trunk brown Or white? Why not more fun, like violet Or blue? Red would work too Why is the tree trunk brown Or white? Continue reading I Wonder Why the Tree