Poems about Politics

The game of life is ever changing And as such I have changed. How petty it all seems now
Chiseled by high school seniority, A separation, a lost child.  The flood in my eyes dried in my Sahara heart. 
“Women these days think they Can do whatever they want with their bodies-
“Women these days think they Can do whatever they want with their bodies-
“Women these days think they Can do whatever they want with their bodies-
Snowflakes spinning 'round as I reflect upon my year New adventures from going far, And losing those whom I hold dear
I can hear the shrieks of my ancestors Loud and clear Oh how they weep for us
Self by Michelle Late evenings spent studying, laced with caffeine
Self  by Michelle L. Late evenings spent studying, laced with caffeine
horrible, terrible, beyond unacceptable 2016 was completely disrespectful  

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