Poems.

Thunderstorm

The horses hooves pound on the midnight sky
Warriors calling there war cries charging
Swords clash and screams of agony awake many below
Blood trickles down into the soil
the battle soon ends with a silent peace treaty
and soon another day, another battle

-Val
 
why can't he see
theres a good person inside of me
I weep and cry
All I can say is why why why
It doesn't matter of my skin
it matters of the heart inside
but I don't think he can see
that all there is is a sweet young me

-Val
 
You only hurt
When you allow them to
You only cry
When they get through
Words are what you let them be
Shrug them away
They can only harm you
If you let them stay
It's not you
Can never be
Don't think it is
It's only me
Take your heart off your sleeve
And lock it down
Protect it, don't expose it
and I can't make you frown
 
I never knew
That the world could be so harsh
That people can hurt me
In such a way people have
The thoughts of it make me crumble
Just because I'm white
Doesn't mean a thing
I don't judge you or anyone why thy color
Only the way they speak to me
With a tear stained face I say to you
I never knew you were that kind of person

-Val
 
My skin is the same as yours
No matter the hue
My words are just words
Never meant to hurt you

White people suck
I must say
But wait I'm white too
Ah, it's just another day

I lol when you take offense
You shouldn't let it get to you
You shouldn't get sad
*sigh, but you do

Your skin should be thicker
You should bounce back
You'll be okay
And that's a fact
 
Little One

Don't let it cut so deep
Don't let it harm you so
Don't let it make you cry
Little one, let it go

Let it make you stronger
Let it make you chuckle
Let it give you will
Little one, don't buckle

You can be ferocious
You can be great
You can be astronomical
Little one, keep it straight

You can't give up
You can't give in
You can't surrender
Little one, begin

Begin to let go
Begin to have fun
Begin to heal
Little one
 
I will be ok but you have to realize
That the words that are spoken are spoken
And they hurt in many ways
I don't know what to do
I'm just a young stupid girl
Who feels like humpty dumpty
That gets fixed
But loses pieces every fall
And soon I will never be the same
my heart has sunk once again
most can't feel my pain
because they don't understand
I can't do this anymore
Being hurt and being told to suck it up
and for the thousandth time
Why are these harsh words being spoken to me
 
Then you can never be the same
It a harsh world
No fairy tales and butterflies

Live the way some live
Never knowing
Beaten all their lives

To not have someone to love
Growing up with violence
Police drugs death

It would be nice
To live a fantasy life
Instead of dealing with the rest

You can't be protected
All you life
At some point you have to live

You can't be shrouded
The real world is tough
Every thing isn't always a give

Art poetry singing
Are just a few ways to cope
I do it to make you stronger

To let you know
It isn't candy canes and lollipops
In hopes you'll live longer

If my words hurt you
Stay away
Harm I not meant

It's the way I grew up
The way I lived
all twisted and bent
 
I'm sorry I'm sorry
Tonight is one of those nights
My moods swing back and forth
oh I smack my forehead saying oh dear oh my
All I can do is really sigh
You have to know by now I'm one of those people
Who are hurt and once I believe the person Is truly sorry
I forgive
I forgive them because I know that deep don't they didn't mean to
I needed a break I needed to go
just for a little to think things through
 
"I hear voices
I hear voices all the time

Mom telling me to say a prayer
And Dad saying if you quit that team
You'll be a quitter for the rest of your life

Grandpa says you can have a few
But don't ever cross that line
And grandma says when you find the one
You better treat her right

Yeah I hear voices all the time"-Chris Young
 
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