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Finest Hour

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Finest Hour

We have long since left our world’s Finest Hour

Due to our beings reveling in corruption & Power

Our world is now being made devoid of truth

Hearts are too easily lead to commit murders like Dylan Roof

Pride, Justice, & Decency is clearly on the back burner

Since young people commit heinous rapes like Brock Turner

Every day now is a blood covered sight

Because people have been battered, beaten, & executed before Miranda Rights

Our youth’s Brains are clouded in smoke, faces in phones

Even peaceful police protest become gruesome warzones

In recent history, our youth is yet to experience a world at peace

As violence & war persists, life is soon to cease

The world is lacerated, needs to be healed by love

We need to make peace more than the elegant imagery of a dove

We’ve too long been at war with politics, media and self

Led by leaders whom by any means seek out wealth

In a world where spilling blood is as good as currency

A desensitized world where violence, unless to self, doesn’t instill a sense of urgency

The self-realization of mortality is coming too fast

We shouldn’t have to calm crying babies who feel today may be their lasts

Some will wonder when the world turned so sour

Sadly, It always was, mass media just updates you every hour

Therein lies the vector for infection

Don’t believe me? Just do some reflection

The powers that be use it to perpetuate a stigma

They cry for peace & justice, but promote war and injustice, Hypocritical Enigma

You’ll always hear of the cop killing of a cafeteria

But never go the one fired for talking to the man filled with hysteria

The real reason Stephen Mader was canned was for not making the kill

Is violent deaths & Sadness the only thing churned out by this media mill?

Not always, but mostly because it gives them power

The power to keep us disjointed, weak, & only able to cower

I see the state of my world and simply glower

With a burning desire to turn back time to our world’s finest hour

  • Poetic Ice
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Robbery in the 1st Degree

Robbery in the first Degree. A term that I didn’t want to ever apply to my life. My wife and I had our home robbed by two despicable men when we left to go to the gym. It was a simple 30 minute workout that resulted in the theft of my Laptop that contained all my novels and my wife’s Xbox.

My parents just happened to be coming by to see us and caught the guy leaving our home. He gave a fake name most likely, “Bill”, and said he was checking to see if anyone was in the home because the door was open. He ran off before my father could question further or detain him. We’ve never felt so violated. My grandmother’s home that EVERYONE in my family at some point has lived in was violated, vandalized, and stolen from. My wife and I don’t even feel safe in here anymore. Every little sound we hear is a call to action now. Before this when I get up the first thing I reached for was my phone, now I reach for a dagger.

I’m filled with this newfound unfiltered rage. Its taken me on a roller coaster that at each up and down is a new violent act enters my mind. I can’t stand this new side of me. I was never a naive child, but that last wall of naivete has finally crumbled down into a dust of slight paranoia and rage. The laptop was a gift from my wife, the Xbox was a gift from my mother-in-law. The peace of mind was a gift from God and it was ripped from us forcefully by a pair of subhuman men That lacked the work ethic to earn their own things in this world. I have so much new rage and hate for a pair of people I’ve never even seen.

We are victims of burglary in the 1st degree, the only difference in that and home invasion is the fact that we weren’t home. I can only thank God that my wife wasn’t home alone…. Robbery is a crime punishable by law. It is the theft of personal items, peace if mind, and sanity eventually because it’s a violation. If you know of a crime report it. If you know anything about this crime report it to Conway Police Department in Conway South Carolina.

Report crimes, don’t commit them. That’s just my 2 cent on my world around me.

Poetic Ice, LeTavious Hemingway

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16-21

She is so confident in her arrogance
so full of hubris it’s pathetic
her pride blinded her to the modest truth
her walk is so beautifully grotesque
she inspires the gossip that we crave for
you know, the words we seek such as WHORE
her credo is her body is a temple
but the monks don’t worship there
because the once holy fountains spew liquor now
second hand smoke clouds her lungs
but her brain takes a long drage on stupidity
she so proudly claims no man will make her break her vow
the vow she made to God, but her fingers were crossed by Satan
Long before she said I do, she laid down with a few
but if anyone ask, she’s a virgin
who must be named Mary, but she wasn’t carrying Christ
the liquor caused her to miscarry her twins
Twins who shall be named hope and salvation
the loss of all redemption caused her to commit suicide
but she didn’t slit her wrist or overdose
she fucked away her life, sleeping with any able bodied man
until she caved in, and lay her head upon the chest of A.I.D.S
And slowly drifted away to a final sleep
But she will never rest in peace
her name will always be spoken among the masses
because she was the one girl who lied to herself and started taking shot glasses/
her story will be passed by word of mouth as a warning to girls
girls ages 16-21, because this is there possible story

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A poem I wrote a few years back, but will forever remain relevant. Girls don’t need to give up their bodies for attention and love, but they do it. It’s sad but continues to happen, so we must educate the ones who haven’t yet and let them know that this is not the way, sex does not lead to status in life. In most cases it will only lead to them receiving a derogatory title from their peers. Sex can wait young ladies, and drugs and alcohol are not a prequisite to be known to the world around your, or to hide your pain… Ask for help if you need it, never try to drown or smoke it away.

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