Climb Out of The Brown Paper Bag

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16.4 million children living in poverty.
14,500 to 17,500 people, primarily women and children, trafficked to the U.S. annually.
Unemployment rate of 9 percent
$16 trillion dollars in debt

However, all politicians seem to do is party in semantics over party semantics. Their philosophy- how do I keep myself in power and not how can we possibly ameliorate humanity. Instead of serving the people, they serve themselves and help themselves to a fist full of dollars. Instead of protecting the interests of the people; they protect the corporations, and in return the corporations protect them- in a turgid, tacit agreement that can be compared to blind patriotism. They are no less than mannequin pimps with pens, who have acquired a penchant for back stabbing the people who put them in power. It needs to stop. It’s time to take the money out of politics and put the humanity back in.

Staying in my soap box for a moment, in my opinion, politics and Facebook don’t mix. I’ve been suckered into a few debates on the state of our country. They always end with hurt feelings and bent out of shape noses. However, I respect people’s right to express their views (even the one I find appalling) Note, I’m not a big fan of the Fox News crowd.

What sickens me is the dissension and polarization I see. It’s one thing to feel passionately about one’s beliefs. It is another, when one tries to bash those beliefs down another’s throat. There is no civility in politics anymore. There is no civility among Americans anymore. Perhaps, there never was. I just hope we find a touch of empathy in ourselves.

Sometimes, it’s not just about flags, or guns (the left…the right) Sometimes, it’s about innocent lives lost. Sometimes, it’s about acknowledging that racism is alive and well. It’s about finding proactive ways to fight oppression. It’s about asking ourselves; how can we end the senseless noise of senseless bickering? How can we love more and hate less?

We now return you to your regular schedule blog of poetry and randomness.

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Not Just a Girl.

 
Inside she is sunshine.

An innocent girl.

Full of dreams.

Her whole life ahead of her.

The world at her feet.

Out on the street

In the late summer heat.

Men with wicked schemes.

She meets

They have her in their reach.

Sadness and horror they teach.

Selling her to the highest bidder.

Money they will keep.

Binding her in chains.

A sex slave they seek.

Breaking her spirit.

Crushing her soul.

Taking her humanity.

All for gold.

Inside she is broken.

A heart that just a shell.

Her body void and empty.

Her life a living hell.

The terror gets worse.

Fear it grows.

Brutality all she knows

Can anyone hear her?

 
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She is only 12 years old

 

 

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