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my actions are finally lining up with my words
but the line i walk as i take the actions that will define me is very thin
walking along either side of an edge
to balance my life along those very edges can sometimes push me to the brink
but to the brink of what?
is it insanity?is it a full surrender to the process of change?
does it make me less of a man to tell you im afraid?
does it make me more of a man to pound you into dust until you fear me?
the question isint what makes me a man?
because the answer is im a human being,its just that simple
i feel pain,i feel love,i hurt,i feel joy,i feel everything
and that makes me perfectly human,no more or no less of a man
when i was brought into this world i was a baby
we should all consider ourselves children
they are the most human of us all
they love unconditionally,they express themselves without fear of judgement
because nobody has conditioned them to fear being that human
are we brave enough to have the courage of a child?
they will look you in the eye,and tell you they love you,and they dont blink
because they mean it,and they dont need a reason to,because they can
can we as a whole love one another,extend a hand to those who repulse us?
and love them right where they are at,right where they stand on their own line?
is it up to us to judge another persons humanity all in the name of conformity?
all in the name of not crossing the line someone else has drawn for us to walk along?
do we have the fucking balls to break down the walls built around us by a society of circus clowns?
thats what they want us to be you know?clowns
whoever the famous "they" are that everyone is talking about
painting on the happy faces when the lights go on,putting on a show for everyone who paid to see them
that cost is to high for me to pay,no thanks,no more masks for me
i am not a clown,nor am i a puppet
Im just a man,but i am not JUST any human being
i have a place in this world,and its mine,for me to do as i choose
i will make mistakes,because i will learn from them
i will love you,because you can love me back
i will cry,because i have feelings
i will laugh,because it makes the world go round
i will ask for help,because i would help you if you asked
none of that makes me less of a man,it just makes me perfectly human
and living is a gift,no matter how close to the edge i walk
because that line is mine,and i will draw it with my actions as i go.......
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leave me in your retrospect
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or a Matchstick, maybe
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couldn't put out
the one you doused &
the One you'll freeze without.
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A Short Story of Historical Fiction,
By fraterchaos (aka. Charles Kunkle Jr.)
A very long time ago, when the world was young and the tribe knew almost nothing of the world, one man came that told us all how things worked. And for many years the tribe believed everything he said. His name was Mr. Religion, and he had an answer for every question. Since nobody else had any answers, the answers given by Mr. Religion were accepted, even venerated as ultimate truth.
The tribe lived well, they felt secure in the knowledge that they had the answers, and they didn't worry if other tribes had their own Shamans that gave those
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I enjoyed reading your poem. It has so much potential, power and it is straight to the point. Many forgot to write this way and I am glad you didn't. You have something within which is very hard to let out, but I see that someday you will be able to write it out of yourself. Also I like this part:
when i was brought into this world i was a baby
when i was brought into this world i was a baby
we should all consider ourselves children
they are the most human of us all
I am trying to write a poem related with the inner child, but sometimes it is hard to find the best fitting words
I am trying to write a poem related with the inner child, but sometimes it is hard to find the best fitting words