You fight because
If you survive
You will have a story
Larger than life
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Author: strangerpaths
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee
Colors| Short Poem
I am not black nor white
Somewhere in between
And the grey is no color for a human being
Yet I feel you, him, her…
I feel what you can and can not become
And I wonder if humans saw in black and white lenses
Would it matter much to anyone
The golden color I carry
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Care!
Somebody cared once
About a broken building, before it was rebuilt
Someone shared interest in a house
And so it felt… more like home
And so it goes on
Love exploding into Love
Rebuilding what Hate destroys
In an epic battle that I hope we don’t lose
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“Everlasting” Heart Art Image Credit HERE
Stand| Short Poem
They told me to start over
But I’ve only begun
They said to change my course
That I am not the one
Yet I stand
High above the ground
I stand and I will not back down
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Transmutation
They said he was a victim
Of strangers and a system
Of things no one could control
But he chose to be an inspiration
Used his challenge as motivation
And proved it to them all
Now he guides the people
Teaching them of what they’re able
Expanding boxes and making them few
This hero is no stranger
This hero could easily be YOU
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My Spirit
I called to the spirit within
That thing that drives me
And forces me to begin
Another journey
Another day
Another hour
And here she stays
Not very far
In fact, she’s so close that I couldn’t see
That she was me
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Challenges
Rain
Feet bare
Shoes weighted by mud
The wild dogs of my neighborhood escorting me home
It was a day like no other
Rain in the desert
Streets Flooded
Is this what we all prayed for?
Letter to Baghdad| Short Poem
She swallowed the smoke and the bombs away
She exploded turning to shards that day
Baghdad I’m sorry for the burden you had to carry
Souls exploding and imploding that you bury
They don’t know the beauty that you used to be
The singing and dancing in your streets
The way the ground felt so safe and secure
Baghdad I don’t know you anymore
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Slow| A Short Poem
A bare foot on a snow day
I want to feel this life I was given
Rain washing me away
I don’t run
I stand still as I see it coming
I see them run
Rushing to avoid life
Hurrying to graves too expensive to buy
Burn me!
When did digging in dirt become a luxury?
Or carry me into the ocean
Set me free!
I will remember rain drops on my face
Cold snow days
Earth I touched — Earth that touched me
Please friends
Slow your journey
And don’t be in a rush to hurry
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