Enemy (an acrostic poem)

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Everything you do affects me negatively and yet

Now you have the nerve to just stand there in front of me trying to be innocent

Expecting me to forgive you of your many sins, so many of them against me

Maybe I should forgive you, something I should have learned in Sunday school

Yet I can’t do that, so that’s why I am going to throw out this mirror!

Corner (an acrostic poem)

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Couldn’t stand being put in one when she was young

Objecting to the degrading idea of facing the epitome of a box

Realizing she never wanted to be inside that construct ever again

Now she does her own thing while society fiddles and burns

Energized knowing she is living her best life

Regretting that the rest of humanity decided not to follow her and stayed in the …

Bass (an acrostic poem)

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Booming vibrato oscillating his tonsils

As his car vibrated with each beat, threatening to loosen every fastener

So, he knew he should lower the volume, but

Since he just couldn’t stand to hear her voice anymore…

Patch (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps he should just conform to the pirates’ code

And just wear the basic black

That would make things so much easier

Considering how much he loved to stand out, though

He put back on the rhinestone studded one, even though it hurt because it looked fabulous!

Clash (an acrostic poem)

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Crashing together in mortal combat

Leaving corpses in our wake

As we fight towards the gates of Hell

Soon we are against those blackened iron spikes

Here we will make our eternal stand

Extinct (an acrostic poem)

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Every single one of them were gone

X marked the spot where the last one had died

That seemed such a minor thing at the time, and yet

It was the beginning of the end for the rest of us

Now I stand here to make another monument

Chiseling an X using my fingernails on the spot I stand

This is where the last of us will take their final breathe

Crumbs (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t get a seat at the table?

Relegated to looking on, waiting for something to hit the floor?

Under foot and unnoticed?

Maybe this year is when you stand up and demand a seat.

Become a partner with those who should be your peers.

So stop settling for mere…

Stand (an acrostic poem)

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Still there she was, even after he had left her

The universe was shattered, her everything was gone

And yet she was still upright

Now she didn’t know what to do, or how she would go on, but

Determined to not let him down, only then did she fall to her knees

Liberty (an acrostic poem)

 

Leaving the chains behind is just the start 

It means helping the formerly enslaved stand up 

Being there to lend a hand in moving forward 

Enabling them to not only survive but thrive 

Reach for those hands across the divide 

Trust that the world will be better in the long run 

You can help bring justice for all 

 

 

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Tough (an acrostic poem)

 

Things are going to get worse before getting better

Or at least that’s what it looks like right now

Under such pressures, lesser people might crack

Going to take a rugged person to stand back up

Here’s to the people ready to pull up our sleeves and rebuild

 

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