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  Let Go

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  In modern day I ask Are we just violence with no sustenance or temperance and a constant utterance of roaring sound reverberating of hating through our throats? Arrogant in our easy aggression, acid in our expression, no discretion to flight no fight? Well, if so, know this You are a man askew o...
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  Allusion To A Caged Bird

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  You know how Maya Angelou knew why the caged bird sung with all its lung for so long that deepest song? And you know how that the song is long since gone and its echo still resounds profound to all in time hear and near? And you know how that bird’s clipped wing grew back into a full fledged stu...
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  Essence Pieces

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  Heedful needle press the repress The thread spindled from the abstruse truth now uncouth To piece for peace the quilt entitled me I was conscience of this discordance of passion to fashion each fragment and element went to and meant for this quilt, but then, but then….. Individual pieces, sid...
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  The Small Things

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  Dilated pupils cast vast reflection to, withholding affection for, the limited particle, rather than repose in the glows of a cosmos The unobserved imbibe my soul with the bulb, instead of the sun, The flashing dime, instead of the moon Reserved whisper of distance instead of conserved presenc...
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  The Flame Of A Burning Earth

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  Mother Earth has been murdered; her body the blowing scythe to a blazed Fire Lily Its brethren have wilted, from weeping willow to red rose Life is squelched amongst this wasteland; Earth has succumbed to dust The lily is amongst the last green shield, a pedestal, crumpling into wintry rust Mo...
• Opinion > School / College
  Money Is the Root of All Evil

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  “Fill me with your incessant I needs, got me checkin out those and checkin out these.” So said by Tablo in Dear TV. Money, the blood of the economy and the poison of the people. The growing need and greed in the rich and the reason behind the poor. It is the cause of classes and division, formin...
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  Plague Came Swift To Me On Valentine

  

  By SasoriTsuki, Atlanta, GA

  Plague came swift to me on Valentine, Obscuring my throat and nose with prickled thorn and vine A drought, yet drizzle, its acid on my movement, its desert on my tongue Made all run, that vile plague, in its quivered earthquake of silence, its very psyche and force Made all run, that vile plague...