What Would You Change Scholarship Slam
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Wake up turn on the news
And guess what I see?
Another black man getting killed by police
You'd think it's once a month but it’s like every week
What would I change about me?
I do not know exactly what I want to be
I know I want to be respectful and kind
I know I want to enrich my mind
The tide collides against rocky shorelines.
Under the swell marine animals swim,
Between stuff which does not belong, shows signs
A working woman
Productive in society
Her independence claimed
Important skills learned
Like cleanliness, study habits, maturity, and sobriety.
If I could change one thing. I would show you the life the music industry wants you to precieve. These artists are not what you see. No one is famously happy. Hand them all your dreams. So they can turn out like nothing you thought they would be.
When I was 4 months old
My grandfather was hospitalized
One year of back and forth
IV’s and monitors were normalized from infancy
Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all
Unless you're standing on the wrong side of the wall.
One nation, under God - who loves all His creations
Depending on their sexual orienations.
I know I should choose to change the world
But I think I'd choose to change me
I'd change the way I think
I'd make myself better
Then I could change the world
And make it stronger than ever
Cyanide oozes from it’s rotting tongue; a toxic bitterness coats it’s decaying teeth
It’s wide, smug grin lacks shame and regret
It’s every syllable comes across like a half hearted death threat
To all the self-centered people who are blue
I understand you go through stuff
However, others go through them too
And you have to remember it’s not only about you
There so much discrimination, racism, hate
Why can't we all just get along and be friends
The percentage of killings will only go up at this rate
Let's make that the new trend
What happened to the time
when people made it a point to say hi
and happiness didn't come from a buy
and children were seen playing outside
Why do I feel beautiful?
Why is it now that I feel the most beautiful, as I stand here with tears streaming down my cheeks.
Blood running down my arm.
Why do I feel.... Beautiful?
I saw his face while walking through the mall yesterday. Every muscle and tendon in my body tightened and released, after comprehending that it was a stranger browsing through calendars.
seems the older you are.
ure imagination seems to drift apart.
a cerebral connection.
that you could feel in the heart.
statistic state 96% of human beings never truly follow there dreams.
Change.
Something we all seem to fear.
Not knowing we are all bound to be different.
But we constantly listen to society's thought and beliefs of what seems to be “right.”
Transform all limbs into wings.
The metaphorical
The metaphysical
The spiritual creed that is so universally desired
The freedom to escape and to experience Away
The way of living, the operation therein, and
If I were a girlI hope I'd be prettyI'd look more like my sister And she was a modelSo I think I'd be pretty
If I could change the world
I would change its loneliness,
For I know that this
Is the world's great unhappiness.
The world is full of people
Who are depressed and lonely.
They have no one to love them
Little girls often forget who came before them,
The rights that were fought for them,
Grandmothers who fought in the hopes that someday,
Small waist, thick thighs...
But im stuck with just having; nice eyes.
Long hair perfect skin.
Im here trying to just get thin.
Society praises the perfect woman.
Although they only exist in magazins.
There once was a boy who wanted to fly.
He was an angel who fell from the sky.
Tumbling, tumbling, finding his feet,
He stood up, feeling the newfound heat.
His wings had lost feathers, matted and torn,
I want to change my life,
Which is filled with such strife.
I want to get rid of my dad,
Who is such an utter cad.
I want to help my mother,
Who needs more than any other.
I watched his black blistered fingers stretch to conceal handfuls of broken plastic forks. When our eyes shot down and our pockets couldn’t contribute he asked:
“If you eat a clown does it taste funny?”.
Sometimes you get mad at me
for searching through your things.
You never understand why I always have to pull on all your strings.
You decide to change the passcodes,
You turn off all your rings.
When is the last time you looked at me
and truly saw me,
not just saw through me?
When is the last time you asked me how I was
and expected an honest answer
The quiet sound of the sunrise,Wind blowing softly,The walls feeling the cold chill in the air. The sound of people waking up in the morning,Feet moving swiftly outside,The feeling of the brittle cold beat against the human body.---Do you hear the
There's a stupid social stigma at this schoolIt has become apparent to me that trying hard is no longer coolYou can't imagine how many times I've been made fun ofFor doing homework during lunchOr studying on a weekendOr writing poetry for funLike
I’m tired of failing
I’m tired of trying
Tired of caring, dreaming, screaming and crying
Tired of living, but scared of dying
I’m tired of chasing,
i would snatch the purple crescents under my eyes and toss them into the sky
i would untangle the knotty (naughty) forest of curls on my head piled high
i would rip open my chest and show the world my (still) beating heart
Dark clouds are the first to arrive,
making the world seem gray.
I watch as they blanket the sky.
I wonder if they’ll stay.
As a kid it hurt
Stumbing onto the hard pavement
Oh how clumsy was I
A scratch
A bruise
Let the pain set in
This is a walk in the park compared to what you're in for
Elementery school
lips shut tight
what i might say won't be right
always silent, out of sight
never argue or put up a fight
I wish my voice could ring like a GONG!
I wish I could tell someone they are WRONG!
If I had to power to change one thing it’d my family
Mom and dad are always arguing
While I am at home it feels my hearts hardening
Of all the things that need changing,
I cannot choose just one.
This is not about me.
I am a part of the grand scheme.
Michael Brown was not murdered so I can fight for gay marriage
Working for money is hard and stressful.The toilet brush always drips, mildew grows like weeds.Try as you might your efforts are unsuccessful. The beetles still leak from the cracks, desperate for the crumbs that feed.
Practically passive to this world, and by world I mean community... does this resinate to you?
Let us go then, you and I,
When the dawn is spread out across the sky.
On certain half deserted, late night flights,
The muttering plights,
Of restless, sterile nights
In a desolate age of consumers.
Shot
Heart pounding lungs burning
Smoke fills the air the sounds of guns and explosions all around
Senses heightened, looking to kill
Compliments
age 7
Schoolyard pick always had me on edge
I wouldn’t be first, always chosen towards the end
How much does it take to push someone over the edge?
Sometimes a touch imprint can make me fall over the roots
hitting mountain rocks and thorns of weeds
a trapeze artist doing tricks
Daddy left me – I didn’t know what a man’s love was supposed to look like.
His words were warmth to my cold heart
They picked me up and carried me away from loneliness.
“Trust me.”
Their eyes are glued
to the propaganda square
searching for the latest nude
or newest product for their hair
The LGBT Community needs a change of scenery
This change will make closed minded individuals think differently
All of us are not out here for the sex, drugs, or money
Freedom
the most important freedom,
LIFE,
is taken away from the most helpless,
the ones without a voice.
The beauty of a LIFE given
can easily be made
I was crying all the time,
She couldn’t be there for me.
The children were sad,
My heart was hurting.
All this hatred in the world, where is the love? Has it been lost?; faded. All I ever want to see is people dancing, feeling free. Being happy, loving life, not another shooting of mass destruction.
There's a constant ringing in my ears and I never understood why.
I watch lives pass by and I never understood why they were walking in that direction.
He chose kindness
Of all the words in scripture the Lord chose kindness
For He says it is the kindness of God that leads people to repentance
So why, tell me why, are Christians so relentless
When I look in the mirror at myself I see deeper than what's my image on the surface, When I look in my reflection I am the rain and the sun nothing that can be easily undone, Most see sunshine and a halo in my reflection because I can do nothing
What do you want me to change?To take away death or pain?To take us back to yesterday?
You were the one who killed me inside,You were the one who watched me die.And then you ran away to hide.
When my eyes open I do not sigh,
I do not think of impending doom.
When the decisions are made, I do not cry,
I do not crawl in despondence to my cold, empty room.
When I read this and when you do too, you will think... How can I be so stupid to not be able to control this feeling
When I look at my old, dying, teenage brother
I do not see the scars
It scares me to think about how many
People dislike him for his choices, for
Life is but a hoax
A fable without moral that tries to coax
You into searching for a better day
While the choir and congregation all say
With their passionless rhyme
About the death of passing time
What to change
I mean there's a lot of things
Death ,pain, even the insane
Happiness this would being
But for how long
Before we ponder
Our own existence
Are minds would wonder
The world is a swirling ball of chaos
So many people
Rushing about
Not looking up from their job
Remaining blind
Ignoreing the crying child
The lonely man
The woman with bruises
What would you change scholarship slam
What would you do?
What would you change if you had the chance?
What would you make different?
Would you be selfish and change things that only benefit you?
Their piercing eyes look straight at me. I keep walking forward and never looked at any of them. Who are their piercing eyes? It is society.
The cup has been dropped, shattered to pieces
Tears no longer come, the sea turned to dust
Normal girls sit and eat Reeses Pieces
We curl into balls and do what we must
Three times a charm will tend to only work
Change
Darling what would you change if you could change me,
To make me your perfect fantasy?
Would you change my beliefs?
Or how I see?
If I had the ability to change anything that I wanted...MyselfThe WorldA person close to me
This is my body.
I do what I want.
This is my body,
Not your’s.
This is my blood.
It will shed
Only
Every month
Of my life.
This is my body, too.
Maybe we could make new laws
About the use of medical marijuana.
Right of indivdual to choose
Individual cures.
I pass by a woman wearing a brown coat and a red hat sitting next to a sign saying "Hungry". I plan to walk by but something about her caught my attention.
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep.
I wish that people wouldn't see my faults although they are written all over my face and down my arms.
I wish that kids weren't cruel and point fingers at those who are different.
There's one person walking down the road,
and another person walks up behind this person,
and assaults him.
Then the police step in.
They find the culprit, and reveal the information
Look at the malnourished baby boy
With flies of a thousand deserts swarming his face
Look at the infected bodies
Strewn all over the dirt roads of shanty towns
Look at the innocent souls
Our minds have too many tenants.
If we added hinges to our heads
We could evict
Mr. Hate
And those nasty chihuahuas of his,
Prejudice, who likes to bite
And Anger, who barks all night.
Chewing nails over broken wishbones.
Wrapping your reflexes around the pills you couldnt swallow.
Discovering how little we rely on ourselfs.
Pretenders on the corner begging for change
Forget that I'm here advocating for change
It starts with ME step out of line if you ain't about it
The world can't go on like this
Poor people without homes
Do onto others what would be you.
To change another would be to change oneself.
To change their actions,
their minds,
their personality,
the "being" in which they are.
To change one,
These scars of mine
are like a scrap book with memories
I’ve got the good,
the bad don’t bother me,
scrape the ugly away with my tears.
My pain never fades away
Vulnerable puppies wander aimlessly down the highway.
They are deemed undesirable mutts.
Battered creatures.
Emaciated hounds.
Hope neither of the dark or the light but rather something in between. Providing dreams for some and infatuations for others.
Just a girl.
Raised in a patriarchal family.
But what is family?
Abused at the age of 11, by family, stripped of my innocence.
Don't wear me out with storms of false impression
The rain does not hit me and make me wet and cold
Your winds erode my delicate vista away
Hold on to your hats, you cannot hold the ground
There is a way
That God meant people to be.
Many are not that. But some are.
And if the time comes,
I wish to be counted among them.
May I break bread with beggers.
May I cry with the broken.
Since day one, I couldn't take my eyes away.
Your eyes drew me in, shining bright and bold
I would have never thought then, that I had got so lucky
I’d found my jackpot under the rainbow, my pure piece of gold
Such a young age
they begin to ask
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Adults want to see
how their society will be shaped.
We're five
we want to be our parents
and our heros.
I'm tired of logging on to the internet
I'm tired of reading all these hateful comments
calling people fags, retards, and noobs
I'm tired of adults telling us to get over it
I live in the urban area of kansas city which most people know it as a place of poverty not realizing that sure we might suffer from hunger but to be more exact we suffer for eduction.
Discrimination,
Please.
All you want to do is hate and they give you something to hate on so you hate.
Hate is a powerful emotion.
It drives people to do stupid things,
Have you done something stupid?
Destruction,
Construction,
Obstruction,
Trail down the roofs
And back to the Earth.
Empathy fills the darkness,
Flooding the evening in tears
As troubled thoughts linger
It follows me during the day and then falls asleep.
It is as dark as night,
And mysterious as space.
It makes me laugh, it makes me cry,
Change,
to make something different, transform, or convert,
making a difference in lives, or committing to work,
for change is never accomplished because it is always needed,
Change, change, change. What would I change about my appearance?What would I change about my life?What would I change about my world?
When will it be
Acceptable to simply be
Without society expecting so much of me?
Get good grades
Do community service
Be in extra curricular activities
When will society let me just be me?
All this violence,
has its range,
that's one thing
that I would change.
A bad night between couples,
two many drinks,
makes them rethinks
their own happy nuptuals.
Perception Deception
I want to change the way we see ourselves.
I want the walls between
gender and race,
Chase away the cold and mild
The months drag by in listless gloom
Let the summer sun shine once more and beguile.
She makes the nights so hot and wild,
Why am I writing this?
Well,
I filled out the forms,
and I exceeded "the norm."
I aced my classes
I perked up my nerd glasses.
I studied hard,
I did what they said,
I know we live in an imperfect world
Where what’s between your legs determines your life
Will you live in fear of the night?
Burdened with a plight
To prove that you are more valuable
If I could play god for just one dayTo change any one thingTo make this world a better placeThen I would make it impossible for one human being to enslave anotherAnd thus abolish human trafficking for good forever
Were I to change one thing
My fear I would change
This fear of life
Of death
Of strife
Of what's left
Were I to change one thing
This thing I would change.
Sometimes I stop myself and dowhat everyone find himself doing some time;I take a look at the life I’m livingand at all the people around meand listen.Some words consistently rise above
Is anybody listening? The insanity has begun.
The pressure sets in, it is evident that I am not prepared.
I need to learn to conceal, I mustn’t let my weaknesses show.
The world needs more
Not in in quantity
But in quality
The worlds need change
Change that will bring on the joy
The joy that has been taken away
The change is in the oceans
The poke of a needle, a small sigh of smoke,
a bottle drained empty, a pill crushed to powder,
and then you see them, the lost and wretched,
Long legs
Long arms
Slender
Smooth
Like a chair
You sit on me
So much that
You made me change
Myself to suit
Your needs
Demon lurking in the shadeonly an aidto its own gainleading always to more painGreedwe must not feed the glutton of the age make only more rage rage for morerage for envyGreed
I gave all the change in my pockets to a homeless man,
but I can tell that I changed nothing.
The people around me shoot him glares,
the culture around him rejects his entity.
“It’s too hot outside, but too cold in the office.”
“It’s too cold outside, but we don’t have any heating.”
“I got new shoes, but it hurts to break them in.”
Life is in the details.In small flutters of time,Where true life briefly prevails.
Life is in a smile.The truest sign of joy,Understood in every domicile.
I sit here in the bright lights of my classroom,
kid’s drowsy faces smearing together in my blurry daze
as the teacher continues her lecture.
She’s a nice lady, with pale skin and wide hips,
What Would I Change
Which way does your world turn?
North? South? East? Maybe West….
Mine…
The Invisible Tyrant.
He haunts my day’s dreams,
spits fire from his eyes; a merciless king.
He shelters Pride’s silence, and savors my pleas,
he coddles the darkness that tackles my screams;
I want to change my telephone ring
To a quieter, simpler, littler thing.
The default tone is cruel and shrill
And wails with urgency until
The pocket screaming at my side
Accompanies my quickened stride
The world as it is
A frightening place to exist
Hatred; Inequality; Greed
They are everywhere
In the Capital
In the schools
In everyone
A little girl is abused
A woman is raped
People ask me what I'd change.It's not a question I'm unfamiliar withOr one that I haven't spent countless nights pondering.People ask me what I'd change;I tell them nothing.
I would comb the beaches
of garbage--sca-tter--ed trash,
collect the refuse like we once collected seashells
as the waves crash.
And scrub off the chemicals
As I pursue my career goals, I work my hands until they bleed,
For some extra cash so you see.
As I take care of a cancerous parent,
My needs often go unapparent.
I do not mind; after all, what are families for?
I see the sky, so dark and filled with ash,
And wonder if the apathy of man,
Can master our technologies so brash,
Which threaten to demolish nature's plan.
For there exists no surer path to death
Girls in high heels,
They’re the ones to blame.
Girls in short skirts,
They’re the ones to blame.
Girls with shirts too low and breasts too high,
They’re the ones to blame.
A young girl stumbles across the road
Searching for answers.
Her tiny eyes scour her neighborhood begging for reasons
Why her parents hold tired smiles, desperately trying to
Relieve her stresses,
All over the world
There are things that aren’t known,
From facts about trees
To life with no ease.
Some kids have no worries,
Some kids have no fears,
A meal will always be there
Something that really bothers me that I wish I could change , is how the Florida Department of Education requires you to have a certain reading test score at the end of the year to get a diploma.
A boy sits on cobblestone, his chin resting on knees.
In his left hand he holds a cup.
In his right hand he holds a sign.
The sign simply says "Please Help."
The boy's parents were gone long ago.
Now for inside, kids play and whisper,
outide, the choking air and swing-sets, abandoned.
Would I change
states, foolhardy, of excesses and indifference?
Regarding
As she looked into the mirror,
All of her "imperfections" seemed clearer.
She flet fat, ugly, and worthless.
The criticizing voice in her head was relentless.
The trees are cleansing themselves:
throwing out the excess.
Who needs fingers?
Who needs hair?
Who needs skin?
All is scrubbed off,
and falls to the ground.
The crunch is not of leaves,
There's a little girl crying in the cornerShe's got bruises all overDaddy's snorting on the couchMomma shot up and passed outHer baby's all alonewith no one to hug and holdLittle Billy working hard
What Would you Change?
Would you change the way people snicker, and laugh at someone that's diffrent?
Playing sports I feel felicidad;
Mis sentimientos son muy extensos.
In my mind visualizo como jugar
Against the opposing team.
However, I cannot play soccer;
Mi familia says they
What would I change?
The answer is simply nothing.
Even though the world can be an awful place...
It is also one of beauty.
If the world wasn't what it is today,
We wouldn't have character...
I want everyone to widen their views, until the periscope they see their world through becomes a
big gaping hole in the ceiling, that blinds them with understanding.
You’re screaming, you’re yelling
You’re crying in the night
You wish to forget
You wish to change
What’s written in stone
People can’t comprehend
Because they just don’t know
I've thought about what I'd do if I could make a change,
Just one change to the world, but boy does it sound strange.
I would take away all cell phones like they never did exist,
Time waits for no one
So I keep moving forward
But if I had a choice, I would shout with my voice
"Oh, time, please wait for me!"
Then Time would look back and smile
And slow down as I walk
You can’t erase the past,
You can rewrite the future.
The light of the earth dims and flickers at the strain.
Restring her filament, retie the knots,
Repair the bulb, find a new plant.
Freshman year is thought to be life changing
Sophomore year is when it gets a bit tough
Junior year is said to be challenging
Senior year is when students had enough
Grades are slipping, but it doesn’t matter
There she sits peacefully among her peers
Not bothering a soul, peace should be with her.
But she holds imperfections to the Golden Ratio,
A quality rejected by society I remind you sir.
The blind man sits and sees with his ears
Sees with his heart, sees with his fears
He watches the children who push and fight
The first is a miracle
The second is always optional
The first gets opportunities
The second gets the leftovers
Rules established based on previous mistakes
Mistrust based on previous experiences
They don’t see the sadness in my eyes
The way I have to live my life
To fit in with them I must change who I am
Even though it causes me strife
To be myself would be too hard
This can change
Can’t it?
Wrapped up in ourselves in self appeal
The eyes see skin deep
Vision is tunneled
Tumultuous clamor of dichotomous culture
Look only at differences between one another
Hip hop,
What have they done to you?
They have integrated you, had you diluted, pimped out, sold for profit.
They took everything in your pockets, that held value and was capable of utility,
There are people who cry out for help
Using their weary voices to ask for action
But the people walk on by
Stuck in their own distraction
How many could be saved?
If we threw out inaction
She's in chains.
She's behind bars.
She's alone.
But she's innocent until proven guilty?
He trespassed.
He raped.
He murdered.
My name is I am
I know you don’t know me
But are you willing to learn
Exactly what I have been through
I am who I am and no one will stop me
I am six
Will anyone play with me
The world we live in today
can in a moment's notice decay,
which without reason will leave us orphaned away.
I have walked over the prints of African children,
and yet nothing's changed.
If I could change the world,
Id make it safe for every girl,
No more fear of what lurks in the alleys so dark,
No more breaking and tearing of the heart,
Every morning she awakes in a one-room shack,
feet on her back, and shares her scraps with six others.
If I could change one thing
I would give myself the face of a lion
A body of steal
Heart of molten lava
So no one could ever burn me
I would scare off the demons with my growl
Stand tall
Some days I think
Just today, just for today
I want to consider myself
Without reading into the palmed sniggers
Without stopping mid-step to check myself
Worrying that what they see
Siblings of the Street, I'm sorry
you have been
forgotten.
No family left, the only mother you have
if one of Earth.
Her hugs are cold, and her skin rough
unlike the hand we should have given you.
From the very start, I've always had this problem.
I have a hard time greeting people.
I was never the best with words.
Nor was I ever the best with expressing myself.
Because I don't look like
what is portrayed as "perfection,"
countless tears have been shed
over this social deception.
Telling myself I'm not good enough,
or that I will never be,
A man sits on one side of an ecotone
The tone in his minds solemn
He contemplate his world
For if only all chage were simple
As simple as crossing this enviormetal boundary
He stands steeling his mind
Do we forget,
simply who we are?
When the stage is empty,
the spotlight soothes, the audience cheers, and the limits
don't exist.
We all wonder,
what goes on in the head
Another day
One of hatred and greed
A world of sin with no consequence
For the deed
No shame
For the world is the same
Keeps on trudging
Day after day
But stop
Once you were a little girl,
Stomach bulging over the bathwater,
Damp curls,
And sunlit skies woven into your skin.
You were a doctor, a princess, a dog,
You were the world and all its contents
I’m a mouse
Always have been
It doesn’t take much for me to hide in my little home
Where I am safe from the daggering eyes
Or judgmental looks of others
But sometimes I get fed up
Look at the people around you
With those dejected smiles.
Forging a smile to make themselves
Believe that their world is
Today,
Depression is synonymous with crazy.
My mother treats me like
A live bomb,
Ready to explode at any minute.
She tells me that I need the meds again
Because I’ve been “too irritable lately”.
Who’s that drowning in the water we displace?
His voice carries over oceans, over airwaves
His hand flashes while his desperate arm raves
She dances at the back of the class,
Too shy and afraid to show what she's got,
She never raises her hand to share her answers,
Too afraid that all the attention would be focused on her,
She barely talks to anyone,
If I could change anything I think it would be my eyes,
I don’t like how dark they are, I want them as blue as the sky.
Or maybe I would change my thighs,
They rub together and jiggle when I jive.
No one knows what to expect at birth.
I didn’t choose this life, life choose me
It's just meant to be.
No one can choose,
I had to learn to adapt
It was either that, or end up on my back.
"Die."
No. "Yes."
"Drown."
Please, don't. "Fine."
"Hang."
Stop, just stop. "Okay."
"Cut."
I must plead you. "Yes."
"Burn."
I beg all of you. "Fine."
"Just stop.
There is so much going on in the world today.
From malice to murder,
So many things I could say.
Why must we seek to hurt and harm one another?
Whether it's a loved one or a stranger,
I heard a story one day,
to my surprise I had nothing to say,
It was something about this girls name,
The sound? The origin? It soon all became a game ,
I will admit, I have made some mistakes,
But I have never made any so great,
As the times when there’s been things I’ve decided not to say.
Or everything I have ever missed because I was afraid.
Everyday I see
the tradgedies around me,
But yet I never think to change
something that is within my own range.
To provide love and happiness
to those that only know fear and lonlieness,
If I could be anything
it would be a little
bit braver, so maybe
you wouldn't curl your lip at me
like you do
They called her names
They laughed as she cried
They pretended to be friends with her
They filled her head with lies
She believed their words
She took it to heart
Look at her, look at me;
its gold, versus silver,
the sun against the moon.
Where she shines, I am dim;
saught after, and alone,
the Beauty and the Beast.
Heart is pounding,
eyes wide with fright,
A gun flashes in the night.
Running hard
no where to go,
Red blood in the snow.
Relentless hunters
seek their prey.
He stood at the crossroads, looking in all directions.
So many options open to him
Five roads is more than enough
He must find the one he is searching for.
The clouds begin to come
Flying cars and touch screen robotsAn ideal future installed in our heads Modern day Americaexcessive food and comfortable bedsApparent sympathy we claim to haveon the roofless street inhabitants
A mist in a dark forest,
it intercepts a desperate call for help.
A royal palace built upon centuries of stone carvings
mistaken for a haven.
It is the tool
that breaks into the fortress
A bridge between people and the recesses of minds
Reaching into the depths of where they have been
Is the greatest need in a world filled with conflict
Every introduction starts with a game:
A game where questions are asked and eyes are rolled.
People wonder how much money you make and what college you attend,
A Cloud
Who looms on the horizon, threatening to blot out the sun
Or the moon
Or the stars
Or Heaven itself
Ever-present, ever unplanned,
It will always be there, always close at hand
A Photograph of The Past
I’m laying here, the ceiling’s caving in.
I’m staring up in a gaze waiting for the fallout.
I’m still, I will not move. I will lose myself in this crumble.
A handful of pillsA gun to the templeA noose around one’s neckOr perhapsStanding at the top of a tall building.
If I could change just one thing, without the need to hesitate.
It’s the cure, what I would change,
To erase your existence from Earth,
Spare Change, spare change?
Pennies, nickels, dimes, quarters, anything
The poor family asks every morning
Holding out their tiny tin can to passers-by
In the same raggedy clothing
Todays the day to change what you want.
Do you want to end all the drama or do you just want to stunt?
The opportunity is racing and running through your head.
Do you get up and change something or just stay in bed?
I look back at the pictures.
Her sparkling brown eyes seem to look straight back at me
As her contagious smile warms my heart for the millionth time.
I come across my favorite-
Fitted firmly on tongues
The Other F-Word
Casually dropping
Like feet from chairs
Festering wounds
Rattling in empty heart chambers
if I couldi wouldchange every mirrorto reflect nothingbut our soulsso when the world glances,they see their beautybeaming from their hearts…or identify the crueltythat may harvest
Pregnant womanGets on busNo empty seatsNo one gets up
Elderly manCan't reach top shelfNo one looks upNo one offers to help
What was it like to be 17?
It was never feeling good enough.
It was laughing for hours until my sides hurt
It was being terrified about my future
If someday I could bring change to this world with only but a single word
I’d say it’s worthwhile to smile
A smile never cost a dimea smile is most definitely not a crime
Smiling is the way to make a person’s day
Up looking down, or down looking up,
From a birds eye view or the eyes of a pup,
We are surrounded by struggles and strife;
By tax forms or heartache or the threat of a knife.
Though the world itself remains sunny,
Its brow is darkened by clouds called money.
If I could change just one thing,
Peace to the anxieties from money I would bring.
All evil's root is the love of money,
Peering through his half-opened eyes,
he knows he must arise, for yet another day
to go through life existing as the weakened prey.
Light shining through the curtain;
yet another day uncertain of why
When people hear that word
No one thinks of the power behind it
It is as deadly as any weapon on Earth
And an instigator for many of the world's problems:
The blood that is spilled on the battlefield of war,
“Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize that we cannot eat money.” – Cree Indian Proverb So here I am, standing alone in the open.
I would tell time to stop ticking so fast.
Plead the sun to set later, and the moon to rise even later.
I don't want the crickets to start chirpping so loudly already.
I just want to stick to the past,
Look at what you've done.
The PRECIOUS GIFT you threw away.
Redemtion for you is gone.
Your child, WITH US, is here to stay.
Her way of beating one down
With her Artic words.
Cutting like a knife
She slices and dices
Till she feels above
But still seen as a
White dove
You hear the words and you smell the cologne
It draws you deep because you don't want to be alone.
His words are like the calm wind in the spring
He just wants sex; Your heart doesn't mean a thing.
If I could change the world
I would change
the wage gap
the catcalls
the disrespect
the dismissal
the phrase "Don't be such a girl"
If I could change the world
If I were the Almighty and Powerful from above:
Poverty would be eliminated.
No children would ever sleep with a vacant stomach.
No parents would ever become slaves: toiling from dawn to dusk.
Crimes would dwindle.
If I could
I'd change their eyes
Because everytime I'm myself
They seem to look at me
And judge me
"Who is this kid?"
"Why doesn't he smoke?"
"You sure you don't drink?"
Descrimination.If I could change anything in the world it would be descrimination.
You brought me into the world
I cried
You gave me a life
Who knew it would be filled with strife?
You brought me into a home
I cried
You cared for me
You gave me a sister
Spark of frustration.
Discrimination. Crime. Violence. Rape. Exploitation. Fraud. Abuse. War.
Spark of fury.
What would you change?
Change everything that incites a fire within my soul.
Eradicate injustice.
If I could change Anything,
I would change the monotony of life.
People pushing time clocks,
Doing the same set tasks,
over and over and over again.
LIfe is about living.
Rape
Beat
Kill
Four letter words that happen in
Jail
Packed in like sardines in a can
While trying to fix what is wrong with society
Trapped in cages like battered animals
We boast about
I own a body covered by scars.
Months ago I had to go to the E.R.,
(an infection in my lip)
and the doctor saw those scars
lining the inside of my wrist
and if he thought I missed
Outside, Inside
Stone on the outside, sponge on the inside
Absorbing every feeling, holding it in
They expand inside, they cracked outside
Lo! And Behold! We Have The Will To Triumph!
On the mouths and heads of demons,
Are the thousand names of damnation.
They are:
Death, war, lust, greed,
Hate, rage, pain, fear.
If I could change one thing,
Just one thing
What would it be?
Would I change the color of the sky?
Or maybe give humans the ability to fly,
I could change the food in schools?
Baby breathes so sweet, so easy
Life is a bowl of Cheerios
Learn to walk, learn to talk
iam not bigand iam slow to speechi spend my nights aloneforging plans for better daysbecause i am a wallflower.wallflowers are unassumingagents of change.
Change is upon us.
It happens every single day.
So I must discuss
in great dismay.
You see,
at an early age we were all taught,
that respect was key.
If the world was made of gold, would people be sarisfied?
The greed a person can possess can push them to their limits.
Greed is one of the worst sins personified.
I mean, people have died
Life is about change,
A time to rearrange.
Sometimes you go with the flow,
Other times you just don't know.
We need to find a way,
What we feel...and Say!
A world that communicates,
Living life is sometimes hard
Not everyone is lucky enough to get the good cards
But it’s not what you get that matters in the end
It’s how you react
It’s whether or not you’re that friend
A sillouete strides by
Legs concealed
A turtleneck almost trespassing her face
She was a woman.
And she waited.
Her shoes clickety-clacked. Clickety-clacked.
It came.
I had a dream that everyone was happy,
that every dreamer reached their destiny,
I had a dream that no one judges each other,
that we laugh and smile happily to one another,
In front of me I should see my future.
But no.
In front of me, I see a pencil.
The pencil is on top of a test.
The test is on a desk.
In front of me lays my future.
Change is something difficult, Not something that can be done in a day, you must work hard to get where we wants to be, for me it's to be healthy, not skinny but thin, not lighter but stronger, someone that I'd be proud of when I see how far I'
Do you remember who you were before the world told you who you were suppose to be? People often think that you must have a specific skill set, look a certain way, or have a certain amount of money to be an acceptable human being.
You make me sit,
For endless hours,
For endless years,
Working toward a goal.
You force me into interaction
With those who hate me
And tell me not to talk
To those I count as friends.
I wish for the world to be a little more gratefulA bit more appreciative,a little less hateful
The Change
We all want to be The Change
The Change that improves the lives of many
The Change that is praised by all
Imagine everyones thoughts
Being clear to others as day,
The motives, the incentives
The things that make us act a certain way
Would our behavior be any different
Without any secrets to hide?
there's a good fairy who goes around at night,
turning off all the alarm clocks.
if everyone wakes late, then no one can get
distraught or stressed or worried or tired.
people don't want to thank this good fairy
HER
HER hair is not as long as mine
HER body is not as skinny as mine
HER face is not as beautiful as mine
What would I change if I were you?
Or you?
Or....you?
What would I do?
I would look around and see
that the pain you bring to others,
is the same pain you inflict onto yourself...
Yesterday,
I walked alone to class,
I studied quietly,
By myself.
Today,
I sit and read,
Studying still,
Alone.
Tomorrow,
I will be different,
To be free.
To live as those others live,
with smiles plastered crookedly on all of our familiar faces
visions
If I were a superhero,
with the powers of the universe at my hands,
and I knew how to use them
to satisfy my heart's demands,
surely the world would change;
would it be for better or for worse
The clock ticks and ticks
But her thoughts are fixed
In the nightmare of her mind. As she sits on the bed
Traumatized; fingers shaking, a busted lip and a bruise on her head.
It's a pain. A sprain to nurse. You just won't let up. You are a reflection of "us" and apparently "us" just don't give a fuck.....
*sigh*
You damn clowns. Go on back up under the big top where you was found.
What?
What if...
What if we could?
What if we could take away the world's pain?
Inspired by Billy Collins
It would be a lie to say
I don’t have a habit of writing
About every tragedy
That is headlined on the evening news,
A lie to say
The closet door pounds
As he lies safe and sound
His father checks under the bed
Expelling bad thoughts from his head
Monsters aren't real; he knows he lies
Behind that door lies his demise
Hmmm let me think, what would I change?
Would I start working much more, to build an immense wealth?
Or should I quit my job and start focusing on my own health?
A kind of plastic bag, maybe?
Because it hugs my skin with a hundred little teeth
Pulling so tight my breath is hot and sticky
On my lips, but does not reach very far.
My eyes hunger for objectivity
Phones have taken over society more than they need to,due to their simple and faster ways of getting things done.While it does have many wild apps, kind of like a zoo,
When I was seventeen,
A guy was driving me home from dinner
(which, believe me, did not happen all that often)
And somehow, the subject turned to school
He thought it was cool, he said,
If i had one change to change the world what I wouldn't give to have that chance
I would end world hunger in that way saving more lives
If I could change anything
I would grow claws and teeth
long enough to cut through
the fake, plastic coating
that covers the world
saying one has to be
If I could change one thing
It'd be the relationship with my dad
So we could finally get along
Instead of always getting mad
We're both so very stubborn
Our skulls often collide
I would change the view of a minority,
A minority currently is,
Anyone who has squinted eyes,
Or is darker than the average spray tan, but naturally.
Minorities are gifted,
The tang of your tongue is bitter like vinegar, and
I would much rather it be like a strawberry
coated in crystals that dance around the insides of cheeks.
For the change in the taste of your mouth
I will no longer drown the quiet girl
that reaches so desperately for air
only to have a hand pressed to her face
and shoved back into the water
filling her lungs.
She will rise from the dark oceans
I wouldn't change a thing
about this horrible and beautiful world.
Sure, it's full of stupid, terrible monsters
But they mix with the wonderful and exciting,
so much so that
I can't tell them apart.
If I had the power,
Well first I’d need an extra hour.
If I had the power,
Perhaps the world would be less sour.
If I look at their faces,
I feel pity but, time races.
The clock is ticking.
The world is slipping
into a state of decay.
Our parents won't see it,
With you, my friend, we spent a full day exploring our city
And I can't even begin to describe the tingling that is still surging its way through my body as I lay awake in bed.
If I could change one thing
I would change my choices
I would have said no to the peer pressure
No to the party
No to the drinking
I would have said yes to being the designated driver
I see today’s world as a world of many faces.
Our life is a mess we whine about on our Facebook pages.
Teens tell each other that drugs and sex are cool,
And yet if you get pregnant, they look down on you.
All of her life she had been trappedIn this body of a girl,And if she did not have cropped, messy hair,If she did not wear loose clothes,If she were not me,She would have been beautiful.
The fish say he doesn't care,
Whether in the lake, pond, or ocean,
Even if he doesn't know how to swim,
He say he'll practice,
Even if it takes years,
Or all his life,
He say he'll practice,
I wish I could draw,
to paint still-life with ease,
to mix the colors and make a masterpiece.
I could pain men in nude,
and women too,
fat and skinny,
slim and obese;
On Ivy Day we learned that not everyone can hope.
Let none feel a fool
I feel we have all been played
Let none tell a lie
Days zoom byI want to cry,So much painIt's insane,Why do they hurt me,I can never flee,My one enemy,The bully.
They knock against each other,
clanking and jingling with every step,
their combined weight pulling me down until
I become one with the funeral home’s jaded carpet floor.
I pull one out—
Change is the wind.
Bringing with it new things
Both tangible and intangible
Taking old things
Constantly happening
Giving
Destroying
Always happening
Change is the wind.
I stare at a few square inches;I wish they would stare back.Why should this patch ruin my life?
As the patch seeps poisonMy veins have become tainted,The garden that soiled by a foul supply.
If I could change one thing it’d be the meaning of a rainy day.
I’d make so that the children all can laugh and play.
Rain isn’t to mean, gloom, drab, sadness, or fear.
Rain comes to wash away every broken hearted tear.
I look at my parents, my supposed teachers
I try to see them, their minds,
But it's like trying to see through a wall.
Their minds are closed;
Shadowed by hate,
Shrouded with ignorance.
To be given the gift to change something in life, for anyone…
Selfish me, says to change my attitude, to change the way I view life.
If I ruled Chicago, the bastard sons of shackled ancestors would know freedom and equality
Not tolerance
If I ruled Chicago, I would ban skittles and black skin so maybe Trayvon could've lived
That look you give
when I walk into Your store
Your room
Your world
what is That?
Judgement comes flying
it stings
not even a word was spoken
just that Look you gave
words
Speaking. Laughing. Whispering.
We soon take for granted what comes naturally for us.
What's that? A Stroke? Diagnosis of Parkinsons?
The skinny girl looks at herself in the mirror. Her lips are chapped; as she licks them she finally sees what her parents have been telling her for months. As she lifts her arm it looks like a stick that could easily be snapped.
America is beautiful. From its fragile birds to its magnificent predators. I have visited many beautiful places in my life time and none compare to this wonderful land of freedom.
What change do I want to see in the world?
Beauty queens will answer "world peace"
In hopes of winning the pageant
Advertisements on late-night television
Promote the end of animal abuse
What would I change?
I could change my whole life if I wanted
What would I change?
The mistakes I've made and bad decisions
What would I change?
My way of thinking
What would I change?
Everyday I hear the media "generation's changing"
laws get passed, DOMA's trashed,equalizing marriage
But I still see the disparage; like there's no one here caring
Shadowed by the demise gotta push myself to thrive
Resting my tiresome eyes, whilst not listening to whom has to speak;
For I know what the truth is, yet no one sees as clear as the words that go unheard.
These beings make no sounds, a voice box gone to waste;
I am fragile
And I have worn down my bones to the quick
Where my words have become quiet whispers and my yelling is deaf
Where I have no reign and my tears have not stopped
The White Walls are coming downI thought I couldn't see color, but I doAnd so does everyone around meI realized my advantagesI am ashamedI see your disadvantagesI am sickened
I would change the availability of music concerts because music inspires us to become more than what we are and at times better.
Our minds tortured by the cruelty of
Society
Mindless zombies don't wonder
what
Is
Right or wrong.
Is it actually alright?
No. It is
Smiling eyes all around
joyful laughs surrounding the air being breathed
Though poor, they have more happiness than most with money
Small, bare little feet
Lacking in the basic necesities
I can change the World,
Make it a better place.
I can change the World,
No matter your religion or race.
I can change the World,
For greater good of all.
I can change the World,
Walking down Main Street, USA,
Everyone skips with joyous mood.
But if you look in a alleyway,
There resides a solemn attitude.
Faces of the world possess,
A mask of pride and joy.
I don't want to change my hair,Just because you say all black girl's hair is supposed to be straight.I don't want to change my eyes,
Mistakes, they rip apart our souls, thrashing against minds like waves against rocks.
The guilt and anger taking over the controls.
Our every whim our every way.
Who am I to say what is wrong?Who am I to change those scars?The cuts run deep. Fissures to the starsSplit open and ruinedWhy is this Earth so scarred?
My hair
My eyes
My height
All things I could change
But what I would change is something much more
It not about myself, its about the world
Rather than helping one sole, It would help much more
My pretensions now become me. Now you know that
once upon a time I was innocent. I could skip a heart-
beat and survive. The clouds could fall from the sky and
the oceans disappear. That is such as a life and how
Wouldn't be nice to have a world like we've all imagined?Not a candy land,but an environment so welcoming and invitingthat every place you went felt like home.I would change the world.The whole world.
Grades
Tests
Stress
Stress
Stress
It builds up from birth to death
We live to work and work toward death
Ambition
Drive
Stress
Stress
Stress
What would you change?
I would change
the people that backstabbed me.
What would I change....
The people
Who backstabbed me
And turned their back
When they was need most
I know what I've doneTrust me it wasn't funHurting you in the deepest of waysEven after you made my day.They say the heart wants what it can't always get,
B ack to this, again, I see.
L ittle girl, it's not your fault.
A wful things happen to the innocent.
M olested, you say?
E ntirely your fault?
If I had a chance to change the world,
What would I do?
Wish for politicians to be true?
For the country to be united?
For broken families to be righted?
Perhaps I should wish for children to be fed,
How do you choose just one thing to make the world a better place?
Do you go big?
Or do you go small?
Is there one thing that is greater than another?
Some things don't make a big difference,
What Beauty Lies Here? What beauty lies here in the aura of a weed? In a contorted parasite,
It would be great
to live in a world where people still
respected physical things.
Where everything didn't have to be online,
and we could all have paper magazines and paper papers.
Charity, the pure love of Christ
Happines, true and lasting
Righteousness, the perfect example
I am, before Abraham was
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
If that’s true I wonder what people see when they look into mine
My hopes? My dreams?
My past? My present?
Every pitter patter
Every yes, no, maybe-so
They isolate him for his skin color,an indication that he does not belong.They mock her for the way she smells,a part of her culture so easily dispelled. They laugh at his accent and the shape of her eyes,
If there is a heaven
When she arrives
Will she be 19?
If her family gets there
One day
How old will they be?
Will everyone’s ages progress, normally, as down here on earth?
The minimum wage shouldn't be so minimal.
How are we supposed to feed families on money that isn't even sufficient
to support us as individuals?
This is criminal.
Why won't freedom ring?
The inflation of our lungs, the intake of her air, the pressures high strung and oppressed by a blare.
The passive thrill in obtaining a gill drives our imaginations to a realm of aquatic sensations.
We are the seasons and change with cheer
Winter starts us off in the new year
Spring comes next without any tear
Summer is after with air so clear
Fall then appears with falling leaves and running deer
We aren't trying
Why aren't we TRYING
We have put a man on the moon (more than one)
We have invented a tiny device that is a camera
a phone
a music player
and so much more
Goodbye to the Monster Within
The monsters crawl through the hall
On the prowl for an attack on one and all
Oh please finish those thoughts, don’t let them flee
Grab them, stay strong, don’t watch them run like brood.
Less than a green leaflet, part of, only—
No less than spattered droplets of my blood.
21,000 every day
14 every minute
1 every four seconds
one CHILD dies every four seconds!
poverty
hunger
preventable diseases
silent killers!
On a cold wet night,
as you lay in a bed,
feeling just right.
Give this a try,
without blinking an eye.
Step out of your door,
stay there,
as if you were homeless and poor.
I'm tired of walking down the streets
With girls gripping my arms in fear
Fear of catcalls
Fear of men
Fear of bigots
and most of all: Fear of people without respect
I'm tired of hearing
Boston is such a beautiful city,
Especially in the winter.
Don't you love the lights that shine
On the trees near Quincy Market
And the laughter you hear
From the people all around you?
It may be difficult to see the world, through another's eyes.
It's hard to travel through the fog, created by his lies.
If only we could take the time, and take our enemy by the hand.
She flutters her blue and black wings,
Looking to land on something
Beautiful, but where?
All she can see is garbage, destruction, and despair.
No flowers in sight, no trees where they were.
Lemme change one
Just one little thing
About this big bad world we're living in
I'd change
- well nothing
Yeah, you heard me
When I think of what I would change, if given the chance,
Through my head, ideas, they run and they dance.
I could look like this; I could sing like that.
I could make myself skinny; I could make myself fat.
Being scared is no longer OKAYBeing weak is no longer OKAYHolding ourselves back is no longer OKAYHolding our hands is no longer OKAY
How much meaning makes a poem?
Need it be anything at all?
What if I told you about a poet
An old man who knew he was a sage
Just no one else heeded his cardboard signs.
His name is Prometheus
Defiant titan and giver of fire
Rising figure of humanity
On his trail we can follow to the magnum opus of human feat
But time is never on our side
There is too much hurt in the world.
Hunger.
Illness.
Poverty.
War.
I wish that I could change it all.
I wish I had the power,
To give food to all the hungry,
Rising unemployment rates
Keep me up at night
I apply to many places, but when will they respond?
Shadows keep us
Stuck to the ground
What would it be like,
To finally fly?
Shadows:
Fears kept together in such a way
To create nightmares,
Such worries keep people on the ground.
The life that I lead
Creeps on a crutch:
The tight but tender
Hand of Mom's Love
Protecting me endlessly
Here in her nest
The Hand handles my head
Since Mother knows best
Welcome to the sinewy stream-of-consciousness that is my life- filled with run-on sentences, sprinkled with unconnected metaphors, dotted with imagery that could only strike up images in my own imagination, complete with oxford com
What would it be like?
A world in which people realize
that the present moment is all there is.
One
big
breath--
all are one.
I am
a piece of a larger organism.
What would I change you ask?
I would change you!
I would change you and your bad attitude.
I would change your harsh words and critism.
What would I change you ask?
If I could change one little thing
I would change the distance between you and me
From where you are now, you see
If I could change one single thing
There's only one choice for me
For I'd make the place that we call home,
a better place to be
There'd be no litter resting on the ground
If I could change one thing...
I'd change the world.
I'd change the country.
I'd change the state.
I'd change the city.
I'd change the school.
I'd change myself.
Would I change?
"I walk down these streets and see the flowers line the wall,
I walk down these streets and see the buildings grow so tall,
I would enjoy them, trust me, I have the time,
I’m bad
I’m slutty
I’m crazy
I’m intriguing
I am
But so are you
You’re intriguing
You’re crazy
No Greed, No Indeed;
No neighbors slaying trees
to harvest their vicious cash --
slashing the earth, killing the birds, infecting the water
with their filthy
poisons,
hacksaws,
gravel.
If I could change the world, racism in each country would be put to an end,
By breaking all barriers with conversation, learning more about each other and making amends.
There’s a reason why we all are trying
To write for Power Poetry,
Today’s education costs are flying
As if it were some poultry.
If given the power to change one thing
Why are you always lying?
Making false statement,
Deliberately made,
With an intent to deceive others.
Why are you so jealous?
Feeling that other are rival,
What would I change?
The question lingers in the air
One thing
Only one thing to change
What I would change would be me
I’d be an example for others to see
I wouldn’t complain about inflation
I would not ask for a change to the nation
No protests against pollution
when i was young and the world was small
and finiteness had no meaning
i thought that everything lasted forever
and that the earth was one of those things.
If something could be different
what would people choose to fix?
Would it be
their hair
their eyes
their skin
or their smile?
Would it be
an action taken back
Every day there's
always something wrong.
When we walk around,
people get angry
at silly things
when we could all
just enjoy the days we
have left.
Friends fight,
Peeking into the future once again,
Our earth in ruins is all that I see.
With humanity unable to bend,
How long can we go without the last fee?
Tornadoes eating towns despite sorrow,
You scream and you shout.
No one's answering and you ask "Why?"
This world is cruel.
Get used to it.
Green and Blue
Are led into the room
Old Man Evil
Sits atop his wooden throne
The Mallet of Justice
In his dark grip
“You there!”
He turns to blue with a glare
What would I change?
The answer's not clear.
For as many things there are I hold dear,
I spy with my eye, an error or three,
A symphony of misdirected sympathy,
What would I change?
The answer's not clear.
For as many things there are I hold dear,
I spy with my eye, an error or three,
A symphony of misdirected sympathy,
Stuck here,
In this chair.
Hey man at least its got wheels.
I never get to leave this thing.
It sucks,
Day after day I sit here,
To be honest;
Its not even that comfortable.
What would I change...?
A whole hell of alot if you ask me....
Why is the melanine in one's skin persecuted?
Why are people hate for their sexuality?
Why are people considered aliens...?
Her Pain, delves from Trust. Her Mistrust, spreads from Pain. To change Her Pain, conquer Her Mistrust. The death of Mistrust, to rebirth a heart with Trust.
What is change
but the movement
of body and soul
the inspiration
for new
for scary
for what is beyond the now
A desire to be
something different
something better
The changes are occuring
The season are flowing
The girls are all working out, while the boys run about
She looks in the mirror and what does she see?
Not a beautiful girl of only 17,
Such wonderous pieces
Spread far and wide
With various colors that often collide
We separate them
And choose the colors
While some with one, while some with others
But behinds these colors
To change the world is a dream many wish to achieve,
But thinking we actually can is sometimes hard to believe.
See, we live in a world hungry for power and filled with greed;
It is truly a scary idea.
A part of life this is though.
People come and go, so why are we afraid?
Why are we always doubting the good in change?
World peace, saving the world.
Change people's actions
For others to help one another
Instead of staying in fractions
I stand in the crowd
the smell of cheese fries and shouting women
aching head and burning eyes
Ouch, my eyes!
Pompous athletes
Balloons pumped full of bravado
Days change, seasons change
We age
Minds grow hormones flow
We rage
Images, false images enough is enough
Display something real
What’s the point of touch ups?
Life is short
But it's the longest thing you'll do
Be who you want to be
Not who others want you to
Surround yourself with people who care and understand
What is education worth?
$15,000.00, $25,000.00, even $70,000.00 a year?
How much is the difference between a life of poverty,
or a life of success?
Can I find it on clearance?
"it's just a phase," they told me.
can phases kill you?
"it's just high scool," they told me.
it's loneliness, it's hell, it's almost fatal.
If it could be changed I would change it in a beat,
Make sure everyone heard from here to Easy Street,
And bring them to see things through my eyes,
What I see, what I feel, and what in my heart really lies.
What is change
Is it alive, does it breathe
Is it invisible or something we can see
What is change
does it move does it act
does it come from new minds or ones from the past
If I could change
Just one thing
My thing
Would be SOCIETY
They're changing our thoughts
With tempting items
To change ourselves
If I could change
Society
I would make it be
I am reclusive,
Social anxiety sucks,
When i see my love,
I might have faint or run away,
I would change my life,
To be geniable always
Where is Light? We need it.
Sometimes, Light is all around us.
We usually only risk a furtive peep
Then hide behind our hands again.
A blooming body, a flourishing mind,
A thriving prospective with diminishing time.
Sustained habits, consistent ways
“Comfortably settling for less is okay”
But it’s not alright, it is not fine
What to Change?
What would I change may you ask many have ask the same with me and the same answers being given.
If I could change one thing it would be my procrastination
I'd say it must be ranked no.1 in the nation
I applied my css late, cost me 20k off my tuition
I wish i had some intuition
You ask: If you could change one thing,
What would it be?
I think: Racism,
No; too specific.
Discrimination.
No, that's not enough; broader!
Suffering!
But-- wait--
Let's take a look
Look up
Up away from that iridescent screen
Let the grey surroundings turn green like the trees
And yellow daffodils
Pink pansies
The blue ocean
Can you see it?
What does it say to the women of this country:
when an HIV positive woman is raped
To hold a hand
Not just with your palm
But with eyes and ears and lips
That bustle to form song
To hold a hand that has been shattered or bruised
Confined by stereotypes
“It’s not allowed here
We all go around in our own little way, and ignore those who need just alittle help
Its sad when we speak and only vowels are sound
We need to help the homeless, the broken and the starving
Hate disappears
Prejudice disappears
A world wear racism vanishes
and love appears
A world wear judgment vanishes
and acceptance appears
Prejudice disappears
Hate disappears
Of all the species in this world,
Why do we hate others of our own?
Where we come from, no one can be sure.
But we found each other,
stayed with each other- perhaps it was the cold-
If I could change one thing, I would change currency
If I could change one thing, I would change the world's currency
I would change the currency to something more meaningful than money
You do not know me.
I am just ink on a paper.
Pixels on a computer screen.
A passing stranger on the street.
You have no way of knowing me.
But what if that changed?
I want to be that Somebody you hear people talking about
People trying to go against the Constitution
Somebody should do something about that
Individuals being discriminated everyday
The first time it happens, I'm nine years old, and my mother says we need to go on a diet.She says we, but she means you, and I know, I know, I know --
Some say i was created in the heavens by a god
And that it only took him a span of 7 days to create me
As he carefully crafted the mold of marble blue body
With these large oceans
In this world we live
we see the hurt
the suffering and the lost.
we turn a blind eye too.
To not be effected.
to be removed and pretend the problems
do not exist.
Constantly in school,
one hour for five classes,
to do homework
that never is done on time,
what even.
Sleepless nights become alright.
Extracurricular activities isn't a choice,
The world will change and grow.
This is how
We will fall indefinitely,
In which there’s no power where
Society can develop.
I walk along a path of thought,
When I need to discover
Death.
Something has got to give.
Day after day after day and I don’t even know anymore.
Something has got to give.
They say that change starts with a whisper,
A weight bares all of us and in each of our heads
We play what we know and new ideas are fled
Discovering new worlds when we don't know our own
Lost in a world without you,
Your just miles down the road
Living in your own world
With only technology to keep us together
But what happens
When that very foundation that kept us together
I lay still
Still I lay
While they look down at me
I am dressed in satin.
With my hair just so
And a rose within my grasp
Their eyes do cry
They cry from their eyes
If I could change one thing in the world
It would be that which has become unfurled
I'd return the happiness to those who are lost
and show the world it's at no cost
...as I prepare for college...
It's stressful, the whole process of getting there,
but it's worth it...
It totally is worth it...
-JF
My control is not a control
So my change can't be a change.
My new is too neutral
My blue too blue and clue
less.
So we say my change is a changling
girl who refuses to see the sun
Another step you try to take
another hopeless dreary fate
anoter road of broken hope
of wasted dollars and wasted dreams.
You try your best in school for years
If changing one thing was possible,
Then I would change something about me.
I may sound selfish,
But that's the way it would be.
I don't like living this way,
When I was young
Momma told me to study hard
I come from a world where many don’t go to school
The way they act,
The way they think,
And the way they treat things
Are careless.
I never knew so.
The gift of education shapes
Every child and who they are,
Sparking passion and love,
That can outshine the stars.
This splendid gift knocks,
But not at every door,
No, no one has told me that I look like
That actress who plays Rue.
I cannot twerk.
I don't want to know how many Black people it takes
To screw in a lightbulb.
And finally, no
I would start from the beginning
I would end the beginning of sinning
Eve would not have listened to the snake
Man would not be punished for her mistake
What can one person really change?
Is our view that far off range?
The way people look at different races
The glance we see on all their faces
The color of one's skin shouldn't determine it all
I was awoken this morning through the morning light
Todays the day I can feel it in my bones
The 14th amendment didn’t work I know
But the 15th will I must have hope
Hope,
Everyone is prayin', looking to the heavens.
Looking for a change to save them.
Me? I don't wish for things--I make them happen.
If I had the power, I'd make them see
See the potential within us all
Wake up early.
Can't fall back asleep.
At least you're alive.
Get in your car.
Get stuck in traffic.
At least you have your own transportation.
Have a terrible day at work.
I can't just sit around and wacth these little kids destroy their lives,
Skipping class, starting trouble, doing everything except stimulating their minds,
At my age, what I know now, wish I could just press rewind,
The Typing of keyboard keys
going on and on restless in the night.
The tears steaming down the faces of the future,
When I was 10 they started telling me to "be the change you want to see".
I wasn't aware that I was a ball of matter where wind blows the trees.
Just because I become a doctor or lawyer doesn't mean I've changed the world,
I use my computer a lot. I spend time on art sites that feature work done by amatuers and profesionals. I use tumblr almost everyday. I draw as much as I can and I come up with a lot of ideas.
Welcome To America
This is what I would change
Welcome to America the land of the free
The modernized, uncivilized cage
Where soldiers fight for liberty
But the residents never use freedom’s key
change your view on life, Life is such a precious thing, for everyone and every being, no matter the cards we are dealt, we are able to strap on our seat belt, and take life by the wheel and roll down the road of most resistance, to a better life
Where is it? The fight I lost so long ago.
Is it somewhere deep in my dark and clouded mind, shrouded by an ignorant mist.
Was it taken away from me the moment I decided that ignorance is not bliss.
It's an accident--It's less than meant.Hereditary.Sad and scary.We watch and wait...Help is always too late.They'd kill to feel
It starts small, and unknown.
It spreads fast, and now shows.
A person stripped of all their glory.
Whether new or venerable,
A soul's a soul and will be taken.
Overcome by the painful invasion
I would change the way people think of Feminism
I want people not to think I hate men,
I want Women get paid the same as Men.
I would change the way people see bisexuality.
Green greed rests of the top of
Placid pastures of cut fantasy.
Ambition to change are
Childish dreams sent to lay
Below, never to be seen.
A child sits on top of the glass,
Peering through the faces,
Through early fog a silhouette
With a hunched back from his days,
Was tending to his precious crop
His food for the winter: maize.
A moment later hooves were heard
And a whip and a neigh as well,
The soft whimpers,
Shy howls,
And fragile meows
Carry into the ears of the cruel abusers
They pass the point of humanity
I would change the way we view ourselves
From race to skin tone
From the pitches of our voices to Melody of our words
From the beat on which we pronounce our syllables to the pitter patter of our feet
The waste spreads far and wide, as far as we can see
Even when we look, it’s really all we choose to see
Where once were life and color and exploration
Dark, dangerous, and a piercing veil of shadows.
All of this has forced me to conceal and face the widows.
I hear their soft sobs and hoarse wails.
I smell their cheap perfume and feel the dusty gales.
There is nothing to change
Not one thing to exchange
No one in my range
I may be more strange
But no one can interchange
The rate of exhange
For a temperature change
And that is why
When I am with her the world misses a few revolutions.
It's cliche and overplayed, but my heart flutters
and the butterflies in my stomach pound...
...maybe i screwed that one up again.
I Dream of changing
changing into a semi
like Optimus Prime
I Dream of changing
Overturn the status quo
Make the world better
My Dream is absurd
Impossible, yet I Dream
Institutional power struggles,
the rights of people infringed upon.
Light fades to darkness,
as discrimination engulfs this world.
MONEY.
POWER.
GREED.
Society’s skewed perception of success needs to change.
Compassion
Love
Learning
Forgiveness
Happiness
Sharing.
Success isn’t measured in salary
Often, our oppressions are caused by ourselves.
Sitting in solitude, simply alone
Is how humans hibernate even if they’re not.
We watch Willy Wonka and live in the moment,
But how is it possible to live when
Changing would be fun,
When all is said and done.
Yet some would find it rough,
For changing is tough.
Being nice for a start,
Or trying to create art.
Listening to others,
If there was one thing I could change,it would be the fear that dwells in every woman.I would change how sexual harassmentis no longer a surprise, is regarded as common.
If I could change one thing,
I’m not sure I would.
I wouldn’t change any bad thing,
Even though I could.
You see, goods are grand,
And bads are bland,
But what would smiles be without frowns?
We all cry, laugh, and love
We all are born with nothing, and we all leave this world with nothing.
If I were to change something in this sphere of chaos
It would simply be social classes.
What I see is not what you see
What you see is not what I see
I see a world with unlimited potentiol
You see a world with limited time left
I see a world filled with exponentiol possobolites
The pursuit of truth
When I ask my mom, were you crying?
She lies
I ask dad if he drank all the money
He lies
When I ask my friend, did he hurt you?
She lies
Take it all away and what do you have?
Honesty? Openness? Vulnerability?
The makeup is a mask you hide behind
It dilutes your beauty; it doesn’t enhance it
Don’t you see?
You are so much than makeup
Foreign, uncomfortable, awkward,
inspiring, hopeful, curious.
This is change.
Climbing the mounain of life,
opening the doors of opportunity.
This is change.
I want to change
The mindset of others
Or at least open their minds to many possibilities
With my secret
The Law of Attraction
Haven’t you heard this before?
I'll tell the universe my direction
"Do as I say, not as I do."
the familiar sting of the phrase can date back to you,
to your memories of a child hearing curses
and threats,
watching mom and dad fight
A change in one’s self can be equivalent to a change in the world
One can overpower any. Change my fitness, I will.
Who cares if you change your fitness!
Well you see, changing my fitness will result
If I could change the world,
Where would I start?
Would I first take the sword,
That tears nations apart?
If I could change the planet,
Where would I begin?
Would I help the unfortunate,
Everybody deserves a chanceAmerica the home of the free, THEY SAY
NO discrimination, THEY SAY
Monday morning,
six o'clock.
Dreary eyed and delirious
you step into the shower,
go to school.
Thirteen years of this,
now pay us.
$30,000?
Forty? Sixty? Why not make it higher.
Why are we never fully content with ourselves?
Because we are selfish.
Change for the good or change for the bad?
One thing,
I could change,
I could be selfless and say poverty.
The boy on the corner who looks hungry,
Offer him a meal and feed his soul.
I could be cliche and say sadnesses toll.
Here I am—
Hiding behind poetic words,
Hating that I’m afraid to speak audibly.
Here I am—
Hearing my voice in silence,
Hoping these words will speak for me.
Here I am—
Your parents have told you, since you were born,
Of the scary man offering sweets. "Stay away," they would warn.
And sure, they were right! To give you the advice
But... did they remember to tell you there is nice...
Resting in puddles; puddles of blood,
The pain is unbearable
The feeling unique in its own way
Why don’t guys ever feel like this?
We all have noses, arms, legs, fingers and toes.
I look all around and I feel their sorrow.
Young teenage girls worrying how they will look tomorrow.
This isn't important each of us is beautiful.
The media and even people tell them all these lies:
ugly,
When hearing the word Change
We sometimes think:
Masses of people in the streets
Moving mountains
Accomplishing great feats
“I’m just one person,” you say
What would you change, if you could change anything?
The fancy cars and diamond rings, the money and expensinve things.
The lack of respect we have for ourselves, the way we only fcare for whats on the shelves.
Equality Now! Equality Now!
The world is screaming at the top of its lungs. Equality Now!
I am screaming at the top of my lungs. Equality Now!
The streets are ablaze with hate and disgust
If I alone could change the world
I'd beat the cliche
Not just world peace
Let's get specific
Water for the african children
A cure for cancer
No more pain
No more suffering
Those eyes.
Big bold, reaching into our tears.
Sleeping on cement floors,
Pee everywhere.
Hear their mewls, their pleas,
For a home for some peace.
Scratches of fevers and barks of fear,
If it were up to me,
college would be free.
If I could change on thing,
people wouldn't have to pay.
If education truly matters, why are we forced to spend so much money,
The world is a warzone,
and the battle is to be the best.
Women stand in battle array,
weapons nowhere around.
The opposing side stands tall and firm,
they spit upon the women.
There is the sky
Above my head
Engulfing the sun
Glaring down at me
Oh what I wouldn’t give
To take that sun
And drop it into the sea
Extinguishing the radiant beams
Wishes are fragile
As is the course of fate itself
So I would like to wish
For only the smallest of wishes
I would change today’s society
Born into a cold, cruel world.
Residing in a gray little town,
Where the liars dwell,
And is filled with fools.
A girl lives there with hopes and dreams.
A little different and rare.
As if anybody cared.
What is life?
In the grand scheme of things
To love
To live
To feel
My heart aches to think that as we live and breathe on this earth
We don’t reciprocate our feelings
Familiar faces. Nameless places.
Confusion.
Waking up from the worst dreams and waiting for the best.
I've seen deterioration. I've seen procrastination.
Putting off the necessary for what is contrary to belief.
School makes me lonely
It’s not like
Being here has made me friends
In my dreams I can see
Smiling faces of friends and family
But when I am awake I see
People that care for themselves
Today it’s so hard to be different at all.
Today it’s so tough to be just yourself.
Today acceptance just doesn’t exist.
Today our lives are not our own.
If I could change one thing?
The World.
Every boy. Every girl would have
clothes
food
love and shoes
they'd have the right to be free
happy
What has become of us?
When did we stop being the 'land of the free?'
When did we stop being 'the melding pot of all nations?'
Were we ever?
Humans,
It's a funny word to say.
We see ourselves as the domanate race in the world.
If I could change
only one thing in this world
right now,
I would change the way I write.
I would change the way
I express myself
for the better.
Each letter of every word I say
Failing to prepare is like preparing to fail
That is what athletes probably have been told ever since they stepped foot in their sport
What happens when it becomes more than a sport? Then all of a sudden you come up short?
Upon a single wish,
there is but to change.
To change what?
They question.
To change whom.
My answer.
Change who?
They ask.
Myself.
I reply.
For what reason?
In this world
I so often see
People hiding from the world
For they do not see hope
Some are even blind
To the thought it could exist,
For what hope is there
In a world so ravaged
So
I live in beautiful, sunny Honolulu, Hawaii
Pristine beaches and year-round summer weather
Right?
True
For the most part.
I walk to school every morning, 10 AM
Oh say can you see
The home of the brave?
I see none.
I see the truth.
I do see, tis true,
Not by dawn’s early light.
No lights springing from the sun’s rays,
Strut, Click, Pose, Smile.
She’s dreamed of having a model lifestyle.
Not fitting the profile of being skinny and tall,
She’s not what some designers are looking for at all.
Rejection, rejection
In 8000 B.C., Agriculture was a thing brand new,
Since then our numbers, they grew.
For more than 8000 years, with a growth rate under 0.05 percent[1],
Remember that boy
In second grade
Who drew all over his papers
And hid a sketchbook in his desk?
He could have been in museums
But now he works 9-5
At the gas station on the corner
Note
that it is possible
to inhale
and then exhale
without
saying
a
word
For if every man
and every woman
would stop trying
so hard
to justify
UGLY! FAT! STUPID! WEIRD! HATE!
Are words that cause people to end their fate,
Many lives are lost because they are tormented,
They feel as if they are segment.
We walk around with fear in our hearts
Waiting, wishing to be different
But the change that needs to the happen
Is not YOU, it's society
Fear must be the way of life.
To trust no one, to put up a fight.
Never believe the grins upon their faces.
I live in a world where the youth would rather stare at a screen,
Over watching the sun set.
If I could change anything, what would it be?
Would it be land or would it be sea
I could stop the sun, though that wouldn’t do much good
Perhaps I might ponder more not on want, but on should
What do you see when you see the world?
What about yourself?
If you could change anything,
Big or small,
About you,
About the world,
What would it be?
Checking behind your shoulder constantly
Carrying pepper spray on your way home from night class
Parents telling their children "don't go off our street and don't talk to strangers"
If I could change the world, the value of a person wouldn't be measured by monetary value, but with the amount of radiating burning love that sped through their veins with desire.
The world is grand.
Walking hand in hand with mom and dad,
My sunglasses frame this clean, copacetic polaroid.
One day I grew up.
I took off my shades and wandered on my own.
if i could change one thing
it'd be the pain of our youth
the words we have learned
have caused wounds and left scars
the world that we know
is falling apart
our parents don't know
how we use the words they taught us
and if they did
I always wondered how my legs never got tiredWith all the constant running
From meFrom lifeFrom everything that ever stared me in the face
The 99%
The 1%
White privilege
Cis privilege
Patriarchy
First world
We all
Know
What they mean.
Not all
Know
What they are.
Society is
Sick
Like the Doctor, I want to travel this world,this universe.Like the Doctor, I want to see a change, I want:"To be the change I want to see."Like the Doctor, who sees the good and sees the man.
The world is full with beauty.
With its landscape,
With its people.
But there are many things hidden.
Unspeakable,
It started off one big happy family
Two brothers and then me
A great big house, big front yard with an oak tree
But of course what happens when you start to worry about money?
Patience is the key,
to help keep peace and harmony.
We all must try to keep
our heads in the but our feet on the ground.
Our community can be strong,
but we tear ourselves apart.
People are people,
The world is a super-fleeting-rundown place
You look around and think,
Just for a moment what have I got here.
Trash-upon-pollution with nothing in-between
Its suffocating me
If I could change any one thing, what would I change?
Maybe something bad, or something unorthodox and strange.
Maybe an issue, something that really needs a hand,
The halls are pretty lonely when you walk them alone.
Every day, passing the same lockers, same people, same smile on your face.
They smile and waveI walk by and shy.They all look pretty,I feel ugly.They smile and laugh,i try to tag along too.I will try my best to smileand laugh
hair is but a changing thing. brown, black, red, blue. eyes are but a changing thing. gray, green, hazel too. style is but a changing thing. athletic, gothic, sneakers, high heels. thoughts are but a changing thing.
If I could change anything it would be life,
Make days longer and funner nights.
Change the way we interact with each other,
Make us get well with one another.
If I could change anything it be how we are raise,
I would changeThe way I look at the world,The way they look at my skinThe way I look at myselfWho I am afraid to be, and who I see in the mirror
I cannot think of a specific topic. Poetry
is often abstract, yet concrete in its
abstraction, like a ruler of an dying kingdom
who wields power over naught but his own mind.
I would like to
Smile more,
Hug more,
Talk more.
I would like to
Be more honest
And express my
Feelings more often
Than not saying anything
at all.
We are told we need it
For the success of our lives
Yet how is debt
Going to let
These budding young minds
Succeed in the Grind
Why not prevent
These ridiculous prices
You've heard it before; in fact we all have
Ever since grade school, or even earlier. That question that bears so much meaning, yet at the same time, none at all:
What do you want to be when you grow up?
If I had to choose only one thing to change,
I would give compassion to those who lack.
Too much hate in a world so cold
And no one giving shirts off of their own back.
If I had countless amounts of money,
You're the wolf disguised as sheep
yet many would accept you in a heart beat,
you lie and deceive through your smile
yet many would ask, won't you stay a while?
you say one thing but mean another
If I had the power to change any one thing
I’d change mans right to choose if I could
I’d eliminate mans choice to do an evil thing
So that the only thing he could do was good
Me, myself, and I
How I hate to see my need to be loved
That desire to be cared for
I wish was never there
How I hate to see my need to be loved
That feeling of needing anothers comfort
One of the things I would like to change:
The right to love and marry whomever even if he/she is gay.
If I could change the world
no one would judge you on your sexuality or race
You would hear the birds flying in the trees
Change; a single word to revere,
Bringing about hope or fear,
Depending on the ear the word falls near.
To change the world; a new frontier
Or uproot a life you hold so dear.
If I could, I'd oil my ancient fingers
And watch the rusty gears begin to turn.
Praying that your blue-eyed gaze still lingers,
I would cause the heart of the earth to churn.
Gas prices are high never are they low
Yet we continue to drive as our anger starts to grow.
We can't stay still, yes we're steady on the go.
They say what's the deal our government must go.
Stop looking at at the cameras
Stop looking at the lights
Put a little faith in your education
Let your passions ignite.
Don't waste away
such a beautiful life
paying attention to those
The way we are living now is prone to always change.
A world searching for tomorrow, yet today never remains.
When the next big thing hits, and no thought enters brains
The past holds events in its grasp, freezing that point in time, turning it into a memory
Memories can be cherished, forgotten, change by point of view,
And contain the values that are lost with time,
Hate fills our hearts,
Just as a turkey dinner does our stomach.
As our love for one another dwindles,
Just like sand in an hour glass,
Why, whose got the power to change?
We do.
The world in shambles
Not everyone can see, but those who do suffer most
Sadness, sickness, Hunger
Children suffering, without a chance to live
Children that could change the world
Stuck, Missing, Poor
Honesty is all I would change
maybe if we all could be genuine love would not be in vain
if I could change the roles of honesty
maybe a liar would feel the victims pain
He lied to me that's why I feel this way
What would the world be like
If money had never been invented?
Would the world be more loving,
Or would peace still be prevented?
But all trust seems to be lost,
And greed is what controls us.
Trudging down the dark hallway
People snicker and laugh
With each step my fear grows
I cannot do anything
I cannot say anything
They are crowding around me
I am a joke to them, a spectacle
If I could change the world,I'd choose to change attitudes.I'd be sure every person knows they are wanted,I'd tell the world there is a purpose and meaning.If I could change the world,
You have to grab it
in full force
before they blow it away.
They'll hold you back
tear you down
say you've done nothing.
You're useless
you're no good
you can't listen to anyone.
We can never be good enough for society
So long as we’re not perfect.
Because perfection is beauty –
Or so the world claims.
But what the world fails to see is the beauty of imperfection.
Cancer:
The entity that slowly murders,
Kills not only a single person,
But an entire family.
Cancer:
The parasitic creature that lives inside the best of us,
If I could change the night sky,
You would see all the stars,
If I could change the wind,
It would blow you in the right directon,
If I could always make you smile,
My life would be perfect,
What would I change, if I could change me?
My posture, complexion, or personality?
Would I thicken my hair or polish my skin?
Or maybe request an identical twin?
If I had the chance to change something.
I would choose nothing.
Eveything is made perectly.
God makes no mistakes.
Dear America why have thou forsaken me?
The so called land of the brave and home of the free. Why aren't thou brave enough for me? My name's Alfred Wright. I was a black man. My conscious is actually writing this for me.
Regret is a wicked feeling that keeps you up at night.
I tell myself this was how it was meant to be,
But I know deep down I should have done what I feel is right.
The people,
creative and fair,
advancing into future despair!
But why, pray-
Bend your neck, and you may see day-
but shrouded over,
dark in the corner of the blackening world,
You took me to my first baseball game,
but before that, you entered me in a raffle,
a raffle to throw the first pitch.
And I won.
If I could change anything
It would be the doubt that flows too easily
In the minds around this world
I would plant the seeds
Of knowledge and faith,
That this world means something more
If I could take a pen,
And make the world understand,
I would,
Paint a picture of peace,
Clarity among the people.
I would make them all read,
Open their minds and see,
"The world is a beautiful place," my father says, "We should learn to love it."
I almost want to laugh
but I don't;
I hold back.
I try,
really, I do,
but my eyes flash
and I mutter,
Discriminate sounds much like hate
And that coincidence is surely fate
Millions of cries can be heard
And all because of that one word
One can't control the melanin in their skin
Discriminate sounds much like hate
And that coincidence is surely fate
Millions of cries can be heard
And all because of that one word
One can't control the melanin in their skin
Discriminate sounds much like hate
And that coincidence is surely fate
Millions of cries can be heard
And all because of that one word
One can't control the melanin in their skin
What I would change,
well I would change a lot.
I would rewind time,
and fix my mother’s heartbreak.
Because watching her suffer has only caused
more,
more suffering.
Peace, a desirable yet an unreachable phenomenon,
Falsely experienced in developed countries
decieved by their extreme distances accross oceans from war and destruction.
Wars that murder and seperate people, due to
Why does my gender matter?
Why is it that when I stand up for myself I’m a bitch?
Why am I paid less than a man?
Why can’t I be a mother and a CEO?
Why does my sexuality matter?
What is wrong with this picture that you
Would change to fit your view?
You got the right idea to
Change the problems that brew.
To fix mistakes that need your
Help, have courage to speak.
So many people speakin of things
they know nothing about.
Assumptions turn into rumors,
The Arts.
One thing I would change would be the cuts to the arts.
To education these programs play vital parts.
The arts offer what others cannot.
The arts are valued by many alot.
Young girl, working dead end jobs,
Goes home at night and just sobs.
She wants better for her life,
More than being just a wife.
She works her fingers to the bone,
Just for the money to be all gone.
I often wish I could make the world a better placeYet, how can I do that?What would I change about this world?I would give every person on this planet one thingEmpathy.
A Mind is a terrible thing to waste...when you know that you have it
What you put inside your head and heart...No one else can grab it
You've been conditioned by the system so you can't escape poverty
I urge you to open the window.
And let in the cool, fresh air:
damp and earthy.
Fill your nostrils.
Let it raise bumps on your forearms
and bring clarity to your thoughts.
People cloud the streets, rain hits.
Work litters our minds, garbage fills.
Too much.
Words buzz around-- flies near our heads.
Meaningless noise, meaningless people.
We don't care.
Challenging myself to
Have a better connection with the world
And making myself known while
Never becoming someone I’m not
Going to be proud of in the
I see the blackness seeping from your twisted heart
Oozing contempt and putrid retrograded hate
I see the gleam in your eyes; shallow and insensitive
WordsThat's what I would changeNot what they are or how they soundBy my wordsChange themAdd themGain themRight now I can only feel in one wordOperaThe music is language
I'd make sure I had been heard.
I'd spit those words out so fast.
That they would have to stop and listen to me.
Because words are heard better.
When they aren't stumbling over each other.
If I could change anything, I’d make myself less tired
I’d wake up and keep my brain wired
Then I could be more productive in a day
Today I sat and thought and thought
About the past
What our world forgot.
The simple values held so dear
They are not here-
What would I change about the world? Well the answer is rather easy
Have everyone embrace science more than their bugers which are so greasy
That's where the future lies, in the sun the moon and the stars
Love me lately like clenched bed sheets and rushed phones calls at 4 o'clock in the morning. But it was too late. For I knew, that our love was shattered, the severance.
What would I change about the world?
There are many things, but let's give it a whirl.
This world that's filled with poisoned air and polluted lakes.
Where education runs everyone the same
Let's face it.
Grabbing the bull by the horns, saying it as it is,
Transparent.
There is something wrong with the education system in America.
Each and every person has goals
Some of these run deep into our souls.
Obstacles should not get in the way of our dreams,
A man sees another man.
The man endears the other man.
The men love one another.
*turns page*
The men are an abomination.
The father beats the child.
The father starves the child.
Waking up
Filled with anger
Blaming the world
Why - Do I
Do this to myself
It's just me and no one else
The games I play
The things I say
Cows like to fall in love with ducks,
Lightbulbs screaming tucks.
Lollipops tasting like flashlights,
My pencil has mosquito bites.
The words are right but they don't make sense,
Some of us just float through life
Ghosts wandering aimlessly among the rest
Going unnoticed by all
We have learned not to care
What others think or
What may become of ourselves
I would change how the world is.
I would help the poor become more rich.
I would end all the animosity,
Between all the countries.
I would strive to end all the crime and senseless murders.
I believed it was good to care,
But I didn't know there was a limit,
Everytime there was bad, I tried to be strong like a bear,
Caring too much is overwhelming, and now I believe it,
"Change" is such a funny word,
always begging for attention.
With its sloppy "chhh" slurred,
constantly eluding comprehension.
"Change" really is a funny word.
Don't you think I'm right?
A family is left heartbroken
And so many words unspoken
A soldier leaves them to fight
So freedom can see another day's light
They wait in hopes that he would return
His presence and love did they yearn
Of all the things in the world
there is so many to change,
from sorrow, and heart break.
Abuse to neglect and all of the world's problems.
Is there only one thing?
Can there be only one thing?
My enemy, nemesis, competitor,
Needs no warm-up, no preparation for battle.
Everyday , everynight,
She waits for me.
Comes when I come, leaves when I leave,
a shadow.
Tears me down with a look
If I could change one thing,
I would bring back Jeremiah.
If I could change one thing,
It would be the last thing I said.
If I could change one thing,
I would say "You are loved, never give up."
What we need is love in this place
Lots of people who need no space
Love to stop the murder case
Love to stop the endless chase
Love not war can save the Earth
To save the ones next to Birth
Hear the waves break.
See the eagle soar.
The moon shines overhead.
Watch the leaves dance.
Hear the wolf howl.
A forest that lies in a bay.
See the rabbit dash.
When I'm told I could change anything
The dark, blank slate of my mind lights up with a million stars
I realize I could have money, fame, power
I’m aware we’ve been trained to believe that the anorexic frame
Is the most desirable frame of the female form,
Curves are out and thin is in,
If I could change anything,
I wouldn't change a thing.
To change a thing would change the world,
thats not for us to do.
If I could change a big thing,
I wouldn't change a thing.
When life doth breath inside your new body,
A new born baby with plenty of love,
You are perfect; beauty embodied.
We look in the mirror and see a thing,
We are so set on what this thing should be,
The hardest realization that goes through our mind or occupies our time,
Is the reality of our human being,
On wet pavement
the clicks of heels
quicken
slow down
never-ending
every day is the same
I am losing my name
to the fast, fleeting rain
Eyes on the floor
shut every door
Change the perspective
Change what's right and wrong written or spoken
Change what's yours or mine – ours
If there’s one thing I could shareSo the world would understand and improve on,It’s that communication is much to bare
People want to change it all.
Reverse this, correct that.
It seems a fine idea, to fix the worlds ill,
Our own sicknesses.
As for me
This will never be my path.
I won't change what already is.
I had a dream that someday I’d winWriting and writingagain and again I had a dream that this was the oneCould it be I’ve finally wonOnly to loseoh yesagain
There,
On the side
Alone,
He cried
Taken from all
He held dear
He tried to be strong
And hold back the tear
He didn't deserve this
None of them do
All the children
For the thought of any
Person to impress themselves upon
Another by force to be
Incomprehensible.
Change can be wanted or disallowed
Some people accept change
But some can't stand something being world renowned
I Aim For A Better World
By: Kary Dujuan Goff Jr.
I am green and gold, and sometimes grey.
If I could change but one thing in this world of ours
It would be the definition of normal
Or rather the existence of that vague yet constricting concept
So simple yet so broad yet so double-edged this rigid definition is
How often do we wish for
something so simple,
a sign that people care,
that there is kindness in everyone's hearts,
yet we forget to smile at strangers.
I try to remember that when I see others,
I am against abortion
It's no small portion
Nothing but a horrific action
Causing no more than dissatisfaction
Killing is what I call it
How could anyone benefit
Legal murder is another name
People always ask, "What do you want to do?"
And I simply reply "Change lives. How about you?"
A Speech-Therapist, one day I will be
But oh so expensive, please help me
I want to work with Autistic kids,
Women are tricked into believing,
By beings who can never understand the fight
That is a sad part of being a lady. Being told
You will never be good enough, never important,
Never powerful, never intellegent.
Bureaucracy at it's finest.
When there is something urgent to be done,
The paperwork must be processed.
And trust me, that is never fun.
When there is something urgent to be done.
You are you
Perfect in all eyes, perfect
Love yourself, love
Anyone, don't compare yourself to anyone
Beautiful inside and out, beautiful
Society, be careful of the picture of society
Some people are afraid of change
but some things just need to be rearranged.
You see, if i could,
I would change the hunger in countries,
I would remove the racism in the cities.
Her shadow was so bright that I could not see.
I hoped for a new change of time, or woman to see.
My wish was bare and I gained nothing more,
The sweeping sounds cascade out of the stage
Bouncing around the room,
Mixing with the cushioned chairs
And the old-people smell.
The brass blasts out a baleful melody
It was a temperate Sunday.
Life seemed as usual.
Though under the surface a storm was brewing
It’d been stewing since about twelve months back.
However, you knew that.
I don't understand Why we live in a world of extremes.
Finally eighteen And forced to choose between
I hate hate.
There are so many things in the world that need to be changed,
but hate is the first thing that needs to go.
Hate takes many different forms and is all too easy to have.
Cold hands
invade the innocence
of cold souls
Cold souls afraid
to save themselves
of cold nights
and cold eyes
baring upon them
I wish to be close to you,
wrapped in your arms,
breath against my neck,
hands pressed tight to my back.
I want to feel your skin against mine
like a burning desire to breathe
Letting my words flow with no consequence
Caring too much about what I write
And too little how people will see me
Best thing is this is my job.
Writing gives me a voice
MY voice
If I could change one thing,
What would it be?
Would I change the world?
No war, no illness
Plenty of food
Lots of green trees?
Would I change society?
These days,
sleep is not rejuvinating.
It is merely a break.
Our schedules have become god.
Living under its laws, commands, edicts.
A calendar has become a checklist
I live in a society in which
the people –
they don’t care.
They tut and they tsk at third-world problems
“Rape is bad”, they recite,
“and dirty water is horrible
the sky
is Blue
always has been
but what is that to say
it always will be
it could be Green
or Red
or Purple
or some entirely new color
Sky color
Money money money that's all we ever talk about.
People who don't have enough just want to scream and shout.
Some people worked hard and can now call themselves rich.
The more things change,
The more they stay the same.
The true art to changing the world,
Is changing the people in it.
Poet says politics,
New political system resides,
New regimes rise,
Angels and Demons-that is what we are
The price of war has changed us.
This is what needs to be changed.
Blood has been spilt creating red oceans
of misery.
We are human-we have the choice
Rain down on the crown of my tree top. Trickle down all of my leaves and branches down to my roots, where I can absorb every drop.
They stand watching
The dreaded one percent.
Everyone looking
They all say it’s unfair
But they won’t admit,
They are jealous of their place.
Because no one yells justice
Men
Howls at a sight of blood;
Fist curled, legs shaking.
Fear and bravery battle in between
Only those who fight with all their might
Are able to protect those within their sight
They say you can't dream in color
But if that is true then why are my dreams so green
Green shoots sprouting out of grey dirt
Green dark forests in every direction filled with green dark pine trees
It seems distasteful to choose creatures of this world over
Humans.
So much to change between
Looking down at the scale,
A little girl’s legs tremble in fear.
In shock she turns pale,
Hoping she could disappear.
“I must starve! I must starve!
No one will love me,
If I do not barf.”
Who am I to say what matters and what doesn't?Am I not someone?I've always been toldthat I am too young or too oldto think or to know,and I've got nothing to show.When will this change?
Please do not doubt a word I say to you,
My thoughts and my words are sincere and true.
And to you my darling, I must confess,
My happy love has been put to the test.
As I step out my front door, I would change the colors in which people see in. The need to label things in colors of red, white and blue, I would change the boundaries in which we are placed in.
You ask me what I would change if given the chance
But it is not so simple to change what I ask
You see we must go back to the time we were in diapers
The Image of Beauty
What is beauty?
Is it shaped, colored, living, a symbol, an image?
Sean realized at a young age
Other boys were not quite the same
He wasn’t on the same page
No one was to blame
He was so estranged
He felt naught but shame
"I will change"
He tells himself
But bottles are still
Emptied
The fights are still
Fought
His excuses are still
Made
And he doesn't change
This world is material
Filled with automated LOLs and ROFLs....
People don't need this fake laughter, they need the real kind.
The kind where your cheeks hurt and you can't breathe...
He’s just like you and I;
He has eyes and hands,
A heart with a constant beat and
Blood that flows from his head to his toes
He cries when he’s broken
And screams when he’s mad
To break the idolatry, the endless sea
contained in a drop of monotony.
When asked to change the world, reponded He,
"Let Light there be, to inflict burns upon the peasantry."
When I turn on the nightly news,I don't watch the weather forecast anymore.
So They Say
Why be so greedy?
Why let that destroy you, destroy us
This world revolves around money
Absurd how people are rich while others suffer from poverty.
What would I change? I would change this world of violence in which the only way to succeed is to have someone else, in a near or far place, fail.
I look at them, their hearts on their sleeves.
Unabashed, unashamed, they stare at each other
Their eyes, so fierce, so knowing
Their touches, so confident, so sure
And their hearts, their hearts on their sleeves.
Everywhere people seeing with sightless eyes.
Feeling with closed hearts.
Distancing themselves from another's reality.
Over looking the fallen, the helpless, the beaten down and the broken.
We Are The Same
We were made the same
The big, round world is everyone’s fair game.
We all have thoughts, desires, and wishes.
When you're born in an encouraging household
The world is seen through different eyes
You don't have to struggle for love or validation
Sure your family is not "perfect"
But they raised you to believe in yourself
Gay. Straight. Bisexual.
Why do we need these names?
So what you're a girl who happens to like a girl?
So what you're a girl who happens to like a boy?
If you could
Would you change the world
Make a difference
With your own two hands
Why would you change
What has already been altered
Why would you make it different
Reading develops the mind.
It controls you and changes you.
Reading a book is an adventure, that all should take a ride on.
Reading an inspirational piece is something that makes you grow.
Hey Johnnie
Give me your lunch money
Hey Johnnie
Give me change for the bus
Hey Johnnie
Your locker rent is due
Hey Johnnie
There's a toll to get to class
Hey Johnnie
What would you change?
Such a simple question
People wanna talk
But they don't wanna hear the lesson
They say they will be there for you
But their mouth is always running
Whenever you try to speak
I turn on the news
Rape, murder, missing
Those words have become boring to me
A black boy has been shot
The white man who killed him goes home free
Bullshit
What has this world come to?
I would want to change something near, and dear to my heart
I would want to bring families back together, being torn apart
I would want to help those who want a fresh start
Children everyday,
suffer from being raped...
Careless poeple in this world,
don't think it's a mistake.
They turn the childs life upside down,
It's not fair, and it is cruel,
The creator is a malicious fool.
Destroying lives is its job,
Leaving families left to sob.
For me, my brother is its case,
Constantly changing his precious face.
People are dangerous,
Unforgiving.
They are polluted
And considered distrusting.
Be careful when walking around,
It isn't funny.
Someone might attack you
And take your money.
I resent my own species for damning so many others,
Extinguishing those to whom nature is also mother
If I could change one thing, I would open humanity’s eyes,
A generation pressured by society
A society driven by expectations and decisions
Decisions that restrain us like animals to a cage
A cage that strips what little freedom we were given
The eye is not often bright
All hope for a blaze in the night
A light
To show them out of the darkness
For too long we have misrepresented our cause
If I could change one thing
I would light a fire in every soul
make the Heart glow
show the world that we are All
we are All a smile
we are All a kiss
we are All an embrace
If I could change one thing,
I would give a voice to those who don’t have one.
I would give it to the animals that sit in cramped cages
With horrific conditions in the pitch-black fear.
We forget the words of equality that once were said,
In the fight for Civil Rights blood once stained the roads red.
First it was women, then it was blacks.
Round and round we went and now we're back.
Humanity:
We look for solace in bottles and pills,
Temporary fixes for paying our bills
Because a permanent change takes too long and we're lazy.
We're greedy and spoiled,
Undignified and disloyal
There'd be no need to pass on the blame
if we understood we aren't the same
There'd be no guilt
There'd be no shame
if we understood we all feel pain
No person is a carbon copy
If I could change something in our world,
I think I’d make college free.
I’d make colleges functional without huge expenses,
I’d make them accessible to anyone who wanted to learn, like me.
If I could change just one thing, only one thing. I have to think it would be the small child I see everyday.
The child whom thinks hitting another is perfectly acceptable, in the name of retrieving a stolen toy, that is.
Change is a process.
To be is to do,
over and over again.
Something that is easier said than done
for those of us with hard heads.
But with that same hard head
I can become
People can change for the better or the worse
For a simplle difference can be a curse
I would change the world for the better
with a simple task that weighs less than a feather
Fists clenched, ears covered,
I stand in the crowd,
Hiding among the people,
Attempting to ignore their voices.
The many, dirty voices.
The cross hangs on the wall across from me
Two receptionists ( or secretaties,
I do not know which), are busy like bees.
Why don't they just feed me poison berries?
Cakes, cupcakes, pies are all good,
But good does not satisfy!
Your mother cooked, she really could,
"I can do better!" I'd reply.
My family scoffed and scorned,
"You cannot even make toast
Thousands suffer
many die
whats the reason for this rhyme?
for we do not KNOW
A monster. so cold
Crime, it is in our lives and seen through our eyes.
crime, it causes pain, causes demise.
The thing to change is crime,
itll prevent kids seein' their mamas and daddies doin' time.
ducks wouldn't fly south for the winter, i don't think
if i could just convince them that the snow isn't so bad.
because why would you want to go south for the winter,
i would ask them
We walk the earth carefully
Trying to please all that live upon it
Keeping our distance
We hide due to the fear of being judged
Being judged by others who want to break us down
He had been 'reading' for
As long as he could remember.
His mother's voice was soothing to his ears
As it washed over them in a soft, murmuring tone.
A tone that was betrayed almost every time
Young children in the school building
Taught to read, to write, to be. But not to fight.
Obey, they say. Without delay.
No it's not okay. Don't go that way.
Teacher's gilding future careers
My mother once said,
"Change is good."
And I see that, when two smiling women
Get to hold up their marriage certificate
Proclaming to the world,
"Our love means change is good."
But
Many of us live wishing change.
But what is it that we want changed?
Many however do not act to have this arranged.
Instead keep nagging about the change.
I am distinct.
For this world to change, it starts with the individual
Each individual is a part of the crowd and the mass;
a grain in the sand with so much power and influence contained.
Where should I begin
Our world is covered in sin
Like a blanket we're all snuggled up under
Kicking out others who should fill us with wonder
Wish the world could see that sin is subjective
One ton of smiles could change the world.
A little more joy, and a few kind words,
Could transform a world once sour and curl'ed.
I dream of a time when for twenty four hours,
To change one thing
to make a difference
can be so hard
so many things
that we could change
so many voices to be heard
the one thing
that I would change
Screams of terror coming from withinanother cut deeper in the skinPeople have words that hurt so muchcausing this mental break down like such
With many injustices this world is torn
With apathy its people do race
With malice the masses exploit the unalike, for being born
With a different-shaped face
With bitter cold sadness I watch all of this
Change.
What would I change?
I’d change the ignorance that holds me down
The fact I’m a woman pushing into a men’s crowd.
Change.
I’d change the sexist words thrown at me.
From cradle to crawl space
It seems her mother stopped loving her
Because lately she's been slapping her around
And Jenny's head hangs low to the ground
If I could make a change,
I would change American society.
Society says we have to
look,
dress,
act,
talk,
You know what needs to change? Change itself.
Because change in this world is famine or feast
Either up on a pedestal or relegated to the shelf
Where it waits to rise, like ideological yeast
What would I change?
Well there wouldn't be a ghetto
There would be a safe place where my people can settle
A place where a little girl can get on her bike and safely peddle
Have you ever seen everyone as beautiful in their own way
A different spieces of a flower that need to be loved or understood
I view the world as good to some degree
and yet when I look at me, I don't see the beauty
It's easy to change the landscape of the land.
We've changed forests into broken treaties
and mountains into broken freeways
We've destroyed empires and created countries.
Believe it or not, Electric cars
were hot in the 19th Century, especially among
the American elite.
Low power and range was not a problem, with smaller cities, and shorter roads
They claim to be warriors
for the ones who cannot stand
to fight and to speak for themselves.
They type furiously on keyboards,
tweeting and retweeting,
hashtagging their sympathy,
Why do we need the word hate?
To validate love?
To give reason to our minds?
As an excuse to never move forward,
To always look back,
To never find peace within our own skins?
What if we gave it up?
Brown is the dust from the falling trees
Red is the color of the empty seas
Black is falling in
Purple are the lips of the small
Grey is the coming death call
Black is falling in
Changing the look of our World, one design at a time!
A=Architecture, changing the look of our World through architectural design
Bullying
Bullying is bad
It's not something to have
My sister went through it
I wasn't glad to see it
Changing the world to love
Seems like its the best
It made tears come to my eyes
I wish I had the hands of God
So I could reach through
Broken suits made of skin
Ask me to slam about the world
See what I would change in this messed up place
People these days just look at the world as a race
They climb to the top of this metaphorical tower
I’d change the world if I could.
I’d change the leaders.
I’d change the wealthy.
I’d change the privileged, the powerful, the educated.
I’d change the poor.
I’d change the sick.
The world talks in hidden meanings,
subtle hints,
and messages inbetween the lines.
If the world could be the way I wish it to,
then all that is ment to be said,
all that needs to be stated,
Ten men in thinking caps judge my every move
They stare right through but ask me to prove
My worth.
"Why should you study here?" they ask.
I reply that the A's prove my competence with any task
Gay, to straight, to something in between
Whatever you are you, i am on your team.
Girl, boy, however you identify yourself
I will treat you how I treat everybody else.
Full of respect and never judging you
What would I change you ponder?
That list is rather horrid
Let's start with why the children wonder
when they are geting fed
The poor ones who don't stand a chance
Years of crushing loss and death.
She lost a son, he lost a brother.
When will you stop, take a deep breath?
Stop to think, before she loses another.
Such a lonely place our blue marble becomes
When we crave individuality to the point of looking past others
I walk down the pavement and see the hundreds of queens and kings
What would I change? With the war, diseaseCorruption and poverty through seven seasWith all the people living a life uniqueComparing themselves to the artist of the week
Every day now, I see the little things happen.
Someone dropped a book. That door wasn't opened for that person. The pencil they needed for their test seemed to have disappeared entirely and nobody is there to give it to them.
Power to Change
the power to change is the power to improve
there are many beautiful things about this world but many terrible too
If I could change one thing at all, I would wish for nothing small.
Nothing selfish,nothing plain, but I would wish for all to treated the same.
No man nor woman would be done wrong, just because are thought not to belong.
If I had the power
To alter what once was to something greater
I would feel less ashamed.
The world is large and different all around
The customs, the culture, perspective.
People always talk
Say they want change
Hardly willing to initatie
The change won't start
Time to start this change
The change starts with us
We the people
Thats the phrase
One day, music could really make a difference in the world and bring peace to all countries and unite the world and lead it to a better place...
"What would you change if you could change anything in the world?"
"End world hunger", says a poor boy on free lunches from his school district
Beauty
Seen in everyone's eyes, but still deprived.
It has become a type of evil, that comes from within.
It shields our eyes from what's real and what's not.
We see long hair and lighter skin.
People live life to the fullest
but all they do is fuck it up
doing drugs and getting drunk
but when they're done their life spand already shrunk
then they go home to a place they call a dump
if i could
i would trace soft curves with a paintbrush
and take an eraser to my flaws.
if i was
If I could change one value
throughout the world,
I would let the sails of cooperation
become unfurled
So all those who fight the
storms at sea
Can come together in
Take this, the beast.
That refuses our eyes
And refuses to see
The crime.
So deep, so sly
The antagonist that creeps.
Deny our hearts,
Aching for our fellow man.
Robbing him.
I must say it is hard to choose
There are so many things I was forced to loose
Mistakes that have been taken by
What is there to change?
Everything.
The way some look at life is a shame.
To think some are better than those who are different
To think money is happiness
Take me to the next level,
of joy and understanding
Look at the beauty right in front of you,
instead of sleeping silently.
They see me, but do they really look?
Can they look past this book?
With the power to change whatever I'd like,
the future would be unpredictable,
but with the knowledge inside my mind,
this change would seem inevitable.
It fed on the opinions of others
It became alive that day in middle school,
when a boy called her a mean name
He did not know then that she was already ashamed
of who she was and who she had been
“Terrorist!” he yells,
as the young Muslim woman passes.
9/11
“All I needed to learn about Islam, I discovered on 9/11.”
Islam
If it was up to me
Your life wouldn't have ended with your own hand
I could still hold yours in mine
We would still have more time
The sunlight splashed through open windows, painting the room a royal gold.
Holding up his weary chin with a calloused hand, gentle footsteps echoed down the hall.
Peace
What man should live and strive for
What many think they die for
Held back by the small,
who act as walls
for peace. and relish war.
Leaders corrupt
Man must rise
Stand up
Man to man
woman to woman
woman to man
anyone to anyone
gay marrige
any marige
"support gay marrige"
more like support human rights
we all have the right to fall in love
If I could change one trouble,
that people cannot liberate forlorn,
I would amend their unsettled fixations,
that haunt their tacit spar.
I, of course, talk of illness,
Change is a powerful thing
Sometimes it brings us joy
And sometimes sorrow
At times we do not see it affect us
Our sight is skewed.
You look through a lense
yet it is not your own;
they placed a focal upon your face.
Constantly neglecting to notice your nose,
though its incapable of escaping your vision.
Change
Both bad and good
The word is changed by the people that understood
That the earth is God's creation
And should be treated with respect
When we stop judging and start accepting
Ignorance is the dark cloud upon our world
Flying above our heads and in our hearts
Allowing nothing but stillness and denial
A world with no movement
A world with no progress
Hate monger
Just think about it
A world without hate, oppression
Or misery and any distasteful moments
That make us squander what we have
When I was sixteen I built my first chair
as I grew older I built more stuff that I didn't ever dare
things like houses, cars, even a working drone
then I open my eyes and its gone gone gone
We all want to change the world.
We want to do something
that will leave an impression.
We make it our goal
even our dream
to make that change
without considering what we have to do to get there.
If there was only one thing in the world I could change, it would be something that would be impossible to change otherwise
It would be something that everyone on earth has a common ground with
I watch us all
Live our lives in self-enclosed bubbles
We cry out
"Me me me!"
Selfies,
Selfish,
My generation’s death will be by ignorance,
We will die hungry, selfish and with no innocence,
A world disconnected, we burn incense and mask the senses, to be blinded from a world that is being tormented.
Wrapped in a blanket I still shiver,
And my hands freeze as I type in the snowy bright light,
My head against the window pane.
I wonder what it feels like to feel anything
But paralyzing frustration.
“Curiosity killed the cat”, and that is why I love them. They poke and jab at what they don’t understand. They follow the smell of an unknown aroma. The have an animalistic need to know what lies beyond the unknown.
When I walk into a school, there should be a feeling of motivation, and success.
The teachers and staff are supposed to be on the student's side.
But instead they're condemning us to life in prison.
If I could bring about any deal of change in this world, it would be to eradicate the curse of hatred.
If one thing could be changed
I would be able to walk down the street at night
And not fear of coming home different
Broken
If one thing could be changed
My sister could wear whatever she wants
One last chance
To defeat, to conquer, to win
One last breath
To save, to struggle, to survive
Two more words
If I could, I'd make people be kind to each other
Bullies and racists just tear people down
If I could, I'd be the one to turn it around
If we all play nice, we can all be happy
Fear inside and all around
Invades every smell, every taste, every sound
The fear that consumes entire souls
Quenches the flames of our spirit, all it leaves is coals
This fear to grow, be something more
The greatness of change is in the ability to dream,
to aspire,
to sweat,
to be sure of oneself.
I want to see the world move.
I want to see the world think.
Terror and anger,
The world is spinning into ruin and chaos.
Faster and faster we try to run.
Spending so much time trying to out-race the day,
And wasting the treasure we have.
Time is a gift a lot of us have
What has beauty?
Beauty is not what our eyes perceive.
It is not the physical.
One has found beauty when they can see it with their eyes closed.
Beauty is peace.
Beauty is love.
Beauty is compassion.
After an entire life of change,
the word makes me cringe
The idea of change creates
a burden too heavy for me to bear
"What would you change?"
I would change the idea of change
Babies in Haiti have bursts of hungerAnd heads filled with wonderHave an appreciation for penniesDreams as big as anyWorked hands that American children could never understandbut…Have clear eyes
The world is going through a widespread occurence, one that we all know. It's about deciding whether old traditions should stay, or if they should go.
To hate someone.
To dislike their thoughts and view.
Why must we anger at what they believe to be true?
Hating for skin, clothes, or voice.
We as people are making a poor choice.
In a perfect world, there would be no fights Not war, not hate, not even a trace Love would conquer all In a world, as such None would fuss All would be free Even not in my country We would be one and the same All the fighting would stop No debt,
If I could change the world, I would do the unspeakable.I would gather planet earth in the palm of my hands.Take each piece, each strand.Tie them together into seamstress bows, like flowers.
In this life we always find
Pain and happiness of every kind.
Joy amongst those who wish it
Pain with those who waste bit by bit.
Change is never found easy.
For those of quality or sleazy.
Change the way people think
about each other
they way they talk
about their brothers
and sisters and mothers
the way they talk about girls'
bodies and boys' swag
and what she did with who
It seems like every week the news sets the scene
Of another suicide extinguishing another teen
I think of how depression affects our daily life
And how it’s the strongest risk factor for suicide
Empty souls press grounds unknown.
Vacant hearts indulge in wonders yet to be discovered.
Mournful beings beg for salvation
while the glitters of a great land gleam in unsatisfied eyes.
The way people treat each other
Is something I would change
It something of which all of us are to are to blame
A teacher telling a student
he's not smart enough to pass
As I walk my way through the day
Looking around
Mesmerized by the nature around me
So many silent faces around me.
I wonder why no one conversates.
Then, I look below their noses to find...
Mathematics
Has always been a dimly lit room
The walls lined with sacred etchings
A single person
I'm told to remember every single one
"There is a test next class"
Who are you to judge who I love?
Who I kiss and who I hug?
Why are you judging who puts a smile on my face?
Would you be happier if the one I loved was a different race?
Stress consumes us
like an eternal flame
refusing to blow out
regardless of the strong winds.
For some, hapiness prove to be no match
to this great opponent.
Let's change the negativity,
To change one thing would be a dream.
Where people don't bully or judge.
Whether it's just because or you're holding a grudge.
If only I could change their disbelief;
If they just took that leap of faith
And realized what they've been missing.
They claim that there is no way He exists
And try to prove it with a hypothesis,
She leaped from the dirt covered alleys
To the asphalt paved roadways
Leaving behind her
A distant memory of poverty
And entering
A world of opportunity
It was a long and grueling 8 years
If I had the power to change this, I would
I'd make you stay here forever, if only I could.
But I know that I can't, and I won't make you stay
I'll just be glad that you're mine, for at least one more day.
As humans,
can we change?
Every year we make resolutions,
but do they ever fall through?
Why are we afraid to be different?
Why is it wrong to be different?
Why is change bad?
It's not.
Around the school,
But wider than that,
More encompassing.
Collective cruelty,
Choking the world
With harsh words
And angry glances.
Deja B. Spratley
Power Of Change
Music, music, music, I need you everyday.
You make me smile, you make me cry, you amp me up, and you calm me down.
What would you change?
A Question always asked
Yet, how many times is it actually carried out
If I was rich, I'd feed the poor
I'd go to third world countries and give medical attention
I'd end poverty
Choose the better,
Choose to be better,
I choose to be the better you taught me,
Taught me though you didn’t see,
You are my better and therefore I must raise the bar,
There's so many things to change,
A new way for the world to arrange.
Sometimes all I can think about,
is the pain caused by doubt.
What if disloyalty was gone?
So that, that form of pain would move on.
How sad it is that at sixteen my favorite thing is sleep!
I try to buy four hours a night but never get to keep.
Change is a touchy subjectI know this to be trueBut if I had this powerI know what I would doI'd find a cure for cancerI'd take away the pain it's causedI'd bring my brother back
What do they see?
Twinkles across my eyes.
The sky above, colored with love,
enrapturing and blissful.
Blue sun's rays shower and settle
like a sea of delicate sapphire light.
Change.
One word that can make you feel like a ray of sunshine,
or it can make you feel like you're in a rainy ditch.
"You've changed."
"Thank you" should be the response,
Rude words.
Many lost friends.
Undeserved hurt given.
There is much one wants to have back.
It's true.
But yet,
These challenges.
They are the ones that mold,
The constant question question I hear is What would you change?
Everyone thinks inside the box about this question
It's simple!
EDUCATION!!
I want to change education for a good cause
My Father’s eyes are gray. They are the evening sky on a gloomy day. His eyes are stern and angular. The eyes you see why you did something bad and your parent’s find out. The angry, sad eyes.
If I had the chance to change, I would make sure everyone would hang, On each word as it flowed through their brain, because what would they change? They sit waiting, praying that another man will bring the change, all while they sit and watch.
If I had all ability, strength, and power
I would give this world some dignity.
No more borders, we'd all be just fine.
When I'm alone I'm at peace...
without the aid of a pill, a needle, or pipe.
I wish I could change people's minds.
I yearn to make people feel what I feel.
I crave to make people see what I see.
I long to show others the utter hatred I see in the world.
Always consumed by our thoughts, our actions,
we forget to stop and think
about nothing.
Consumed by our time, our plans,
we forget to stop and breathe.
To relax.
Has humanity as a whole become so
Self-perception
It always is negative
It creates jealousy
It commits murders
It sparks wars
It develops fear
It breaks people up
It creates starvation
It does all the things that we hate
Glaring emerald, green eyes staring at me,
as if I've automatcally done something wrong.
Accusation and doubt shines through the tough demeanor,
so clear that I feel a shiver of shame run through my body.
All life does is spin and spin.
The constant motion, the endless attempts-
To be Noticed,
To be Felt,
To be Alive and Free.
I spent four of my years in a building
Of wood walls and cement floors
I spent four of my years in a building
Told it was wrong to want out
I spent four of my years stuck in two dimensions
To be able to change something, oh how powerful I would be
To be able to change something other than me
The wars overseas and the wars in our hearts, the wars in our minds
One thing I would like to change
Would be peoples thinking range
I am sometimes feared
Some people think I am weird
Sometimes I make weird sounds
We have had to move to different towns
You ask what I’d change, and I just have to say,
There’s something that I’d pick pretty much any day.
Something you’d want too if you just looked around,
Something desperately needed, that’s getting me down.
Depression is not discretionit's more than an expressionthat's out of the questionthe feeling of always riding solafeelings of being worthless and even loca
Leaving the house, saying your goodbyes,
getting in the car.
A world without pain
Would be a sweet summer day
No more hurt
No more sorrow
No more wishing to look like the worlds definition of beautiful
A world without pain
Would be a comforting song
A person alive
Has a heart and it beats
Life even in the womb
Since conception has lived
Life is taken away
Aborted
Murder
They
Losing weakening ignored
weight always by all
We
Moving passing ignoring
on by all
Make it stop
Human beings are an interesting species.
Each one of us is unique, but also the same.
We all have the same needs, but different ways to achieve them.
Some use honesty and kindness.
Feel free to tell me who to love. I won't listen. Go ahead and tell a girl her skirt is too short. She'll wear it with pride. Have the gall to hate someone's skin. They'll laugh. People need to realize that life isn't all about their ideas.
Liberation
They say selfish. I say fearless.
To live my life. Unashamed of who I am.
Liberation
The world constantly wants to change me.
Taller, faster, smarter, prettier, are things I need to be.
There are people who are better than most,
These people excell because of what they are told.
If I had the power to changeanything in the worldwhat could I possibly pick?
Would I change the double standards:How men are seen against womenand how society feels?
They see our hands intertwined
and all they see is two girls
They don't see the way our eyes kiss each other
or how her heart keeps me safe from the cold
What they see is two abominations
If I could change anything
In the entire world
I'd change the way judgment fills
the eyes of teenage girls.
I'd change the way
the whispers hurt
the ones they are about
If I could change anything
In the entire world
I'd change the way judgment fills
the eyes of teenage girls.
I'd change the way
the whispers hurt
the ones they are about
If I could start all over
I would
If I could do it again
I would
If I could take back what I said
I would
If I could tell you
how I felt
how I feel
Faces we will never know
pass us by
We sit at our desks 9 to 5
every day
We spend our lives
looking at screens
Not understanding what exactly
we are missing
We all need to look up
Morning
Kids waking up
Parents going to work
How about you go ahead and suffer under the curse
Why;p--p;p-- it seems so small?
I haven't got a good look where corruption is just
You don't know how it feels
to belong nowhere.
I fake a smile, nod my head
but my mind's not there.
I'm looking through you
always thinking of
who I would rather be
to get all that love.
We live in a world where our values are selfish,
Our beliefs negative,
And our hearts broken and beaten down by society,
I know it's impossible,
But I wish I could make this world we lived in a nicer place,
The world isn't a perfect place.
I blame Pandora's Box for that.
For the hate and rage,
The trees dance
The wind runs astray.
The birds hum
And the water sighs.
What could be missing?
There's nothing else
But beauty here.
No other signs of life.
People never help anymore.
Never holding open the door,
Never caring about others anymore.
Hidden strength deep within,
Energy boundless and relenting,
Affecting every life it touches,
Reaching every part of the world,
Teaching every mind how to treat,
Seeing every heart change to be.
Change is a gift given freely.
What could I possibly change?
Who could I influence to induce a change
within our system,
within my mind,
with every flaw counted toward mankind?
Everlasting love:
Through all the many decades,
The definition-
Lost in all the impatience,
When will it find itself back.
If I knew how,
I would change the world
into a place where currency isn't made out of paper
Where people aren't characterized by test scores
where there is no envy, nor hate by neighbors
It would be beneficial
Don't you think
To teach us how to throw a punch
Rather than to throw a ball?
To train us not to fight
But to defend
And to run
In case we need to
Who needs a new roof
If you can't afford a house?
Who needs a kennel
If your pet's an invading mouse?
Who needs teeth
If you can't buy food to eat?
Who needs shoes
When we don’t like who we are and we don’t know who to trust,
We form internal scars that lie in wait deep inside of us,
There they hide, but not for long because we’re just about to bust
Conversation was never our strong pointWe spoke in iPhone notes on car ridesIn a crowd we spoke in hand holding and gazesI know I said I wish we would talk moreBut I don't want a god damn conversation
She Is and I Am, dissimilar but united entities.
We Are and They Are stand at polar ends.
He Is takes, beats, hunts,
but I Am doesn't want to always look over her shoulder,
I bet you think you’re so cool
Making that other kid feel like a fool
You think he wants to hear this crap when he comes to school?
Society has filled our minds with lies and nonsense.
they tell us beauty is a size 0, and that plus size is a size 6.
Society has told woman all over that if you dont meet those standards
In a world assunder and blaming names,
In a world saying, what would you change?
What I would change would be a big part,
For what it is deals with the heart.
Music is a very strange thing,
There's many problems that we must face.
Some are small and others are huge.
Most of them we can solve our selves.
But what if we can't.
If I could change anything, it would be to end all diseases.
I would change diapers. I have changed diapers, but don't anymore. I would change babies diapers if I had my own. I would change your daught
Although change upon myself would be lovely,Although change to the faults of the world would be just,
The rowdiness around me is a
Disturbance in this peaceful place
But I have stood here long enough
To rekindle the beauty that was once known
That beauty is being ruined by who?
Food, water and shelter
That's it..
That's what I would focus on
If I had the chance to change the world.
I'm serious, all other issues aside
Food, water and shelter would be my key topics
There’s a feeling I know.
It feels like
everything is crumbling around you or like
walls are closing in and there’s no room to breathe or like
no matter what you do nothing is right and it’s scary.
I hear the calling
I feel the haunting
Building up in my ear
I am in my house and I have is fear
For the next phase
This is why I say
Today lets cleanse the world of these
undetected wires
Change the way we look at life,
live with love instead of strife;
conflicts cannot make us smile
and hatred will not heal our hearts;
live with love as God desires,
If I could change anything,
Anything in the world,
The world is what I would change.
I would change people,
People and their motivation.
Their motivation to help others,
To help others out of desire,
Ever since I was a little girl I was told to make something of myself
To be a leader, and do my best to be the best me I could be
All I knew was happiness, school, and doing good by my family
Ask anyone what they value
and if they answer honestly
Something materialistic will come out
"How people see me.."
"The kind of car I drive.."
"How much money I have.."
If I could change anything in this whole world I would change the way my mother is around me and my brother. I wish she'd realized what she doing to us and how it's effected everyone around us.
If I had the power to change anything it would be the world. I'd change hate people have for each other and make it love. I'd have every child cared by a loving family and filled with inner confidence and endurance to follow their dreams.
To change is to make something once the same another way
Imagining a future where everything is sublime
Growing a path that might otherwise become neglected and decay
If I had just one day
24 hours in time
a single day to rule to world
what would be on my mind?
I would want to make a difference
change the world that I see
make it a better place
The end of humanity is near.
Not because of the flames of a fire, no.
Not because of meteors crashing down to planet earth, no.
Not because of a flood or hurricane, no.
The end is near because of people.
How different the world would beif each one of us looked at each otherthrough pure love's eyesaccepting our faults and limitationsaccepting our weaknesses and debilities
it breaks never bending with love never ending
such a sweet thought for the poor human heart
it aches and crys bowing with the weight of the world
if i could change you little heart i most certainly would
Many of us hear relationship and think of a storm.Like a big war is about to be born.We think of the past,When we should be thinking of that last.Think of it as something new to start off of,
In a world overrun with the pressure to be perfect, lives a girl tired of feeling helpless.
wouldn't it be beautiful?
if the deathly tone under my eyes,
enlivens and brightens instead?
or if my facial shape,
transforms into a feminine structure,
Desperate measures call for desperate actions.
That's all I knew.
I sat crying in front of my sister,
Hurting so badly I pleaded at her,
Please just kill me.
She looked at me sadly asking innocently.
Heart, soul, and my everything was what I gave to that man.
Sadly, he was giving his all to my best friend Suzanne.
I thought I was all he needed and wanted in his life.
What would you change?
If you could make a difference with a single wish
Would you ask for peers not to think you so strange
To not have to wash another single dish?
How about to be thinner
Spend a day in others' shoes,
Walk in them for a mile;
You will receive the news
That it is sometimes hard to smile.
Spend a day with another's life,
Try to take it all in stride,
If I could change the world,
we would all be a little more understanding.
If I could chane the world,
there would be a litte less struggling.
If I could change the world,
All of them!
Each and every one!
I'm done!
They think they can walk around.
Smug, gotchya-whatchya-gonna-do-now smiles,
irradicated, you-know-their-mothers-taught-them-that haught,
You say you know the truth, but whereAre facts in your storyJust here and there, there’s not much thereJust eyes that won’t see
You're either too fat or too thin
Why can't you be happy in your own skin?
Everywhere you look is perfection
I envy the people beside me.
They have the newest, the latest, the flashiest,
I have the cheapest I could find
Concrete floors
The claking never ends
The constant barking in your floppy ears
Sorry, Sunny
That's just how it is
Three years to the day
What is war?
The child asks,
Eyes wide and bright,
Looking up at me
For I know only peace.
Tell me, please, what is war,
For I do not know of it.
Tell me of a world
Why should we be stereotyped?
Let's put forth an effort to make things right.
Prove you wrong? I just might.
Don't judge me according to what you see.
Take the chance to look within me.
I’m tired of living in a world blinded by hate
Everyone stands by idly, unwilling to speak
Will we all destroy each other, is that our fate?
I look in the mirror
And I smile
While inside I drown
In misery
If I change myself
I can change the world
I appear strong
Because I have to be
What I would change,
A common question asked,
There arn't many things one could change,
Maybe if we worked together it would be possible,
If I could I would change the thought of saying instead of doing,
Our children fall behind
Everyone waits and watches
The politicians don't mind
Making speeches
Entitled to a pursuit,
To live a happy life,
But how can one achieve this,
When the necessities,
Cause much strife?
Within this progressing world,
Higher education,
Has become a must;
The inability of the human brain to comprehend
Millions, Billions, and Trillions
Has somehow exused and allowed us to
Blindly and Unkindly
Abuse the very things that holds our
Bickering, Snickery
"What's your favorite part about you?"
Is the question I dread
And I every day I think about it
Until I go to bed.
More like: what would I change?
My too large nose?
I sit next to you every night and feel the tension.
You still can’t see why I want to be with him,
Why I love him so dearly,
How I could ever be with anyone like him,
And one day, I hope you will.
It has been described as a record of existence
How long something is present or how long it wasn't.
Time is both the past, and the future, and the present,
Escalating at a constant rate that alters not.
Raped, beaten, yelled at, threatened
I still keep my head up high
Ditched, cursed, bullied, shunned
I still say good morning every time you walk by
I am a strong woman
We try to disagree and deny that high school is more than just a popularity contest
we try to believe that people are not that shallow
we try to make them more mature
but we always end up with the same results
"You look better without makeup."
"You wear way too much makeup!"
"You look so unnatural."
"You're fake."
"Stop trying so hard."
What's wrong with wanting to look good, feel confident, try something new?
They look at the two differently
Judging, favoring
The first, they feel, deserves a ten
He was strong, persuasive, and smooth
The second, they discuss, deserves a six
She was bossy, pushy, and vain
Can we take a step back and look at the bigger picture.
It's not all black and white but a mixture,
of black and whites and Asians and Latino. Straight or not, we act like we know.
It is there,
always has been
and always will.
That Incessant pounding,
screams of hatred and bitterness
all aimed directly at me.
Ever since I was old enough to think
the pounding was there.
I-
and there it is
I Me Myself My
want to change-
would like to change-
would love if-
Fuck That
this world is a we
this life is an us
the responsibility to this planet
I-
and there it is
I Me Myself My
want to change-
would like to change-
would love if-
Fuck That
this world is a we
this life is an us
the responsibility to this planet
Something so big and so beautiful,
stuck in a tank so pitiful.
Treated and trained,
but still so fearful.
Cramed and broken,
nothing but a token.
They should be freed,
and out in the open.
The justice system is supposed to make everyone equal under the law
But when you go before a jury of your peers
they judge you based on your skin, race, religious , gender and economic situation
Education has become a joke
Kids are falling behind
because no child left behind is blowing smoke...
Up in flames, Burning!
I wish that was the smell of brains working.
In our model shows the women are thin,
Middle and high school girls not comfortable in their skin
They'd rather be hungry than gain weight,
let us stop the hate.
New year, new me, I have the power to change.
To improve myself and better my goal, that is my plan.
I'll grow stronger and wiser as I increase in age.
To never stop until I reach the top, that is my plan.
Turtles from Madagascar
Marmosets from South America
A Noah’s ark of endangered species
Sinking under the weight of the elephants.
Captured from traffiikers
Seized from smugglers
