http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WwPyYmw8FiQ&feature=share&list=FLPZYED9gfRrnZ8RcCROEdaQ

NEWTOWN TRAGEDY TRIBUTE DEDICATION ” YOUTUBE”

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” POEM,: MAYA ANGELOU, I KNOW WHY THE BIRD IN THE CAGE SINGS”

“ Silent no more, I will use my voice for positivity”

 

To be heard, actions verb, breathe taking, mind, spirit, one soul
Children of today are complacent boxed in a whirlwind tunnel, can’t escape

Crashing, thrashing, floors, non-lit caves, overwhelmed with rage
Overcome with oceans wave

I see their struggles to stand up tall fight for your rights, voice, no high pitch can’t express, slipping and falling need a hand, shoulder to rest.

Be free, need help learn from me, take that phone toss it away, computer go outside and play get out the car use those strong, legs and arm Throw far

My advice to you all, mentor those who are less fortunate then us
Ghetto children, rich suburban dons, those who lived in poverty, rich to taste in the finest life’s cuisine

That Generation you are to lean, save, hold their hand, children of today need a direction to guide our government off this “Misery” take a stance!

“POEM, LYRICAL POET STORY”

https://natalialyricalpoetdotcom.wordpress.com/2012/09/06/natalia-lyrical/

“POEM, Gone too soon”Dedication for Trayvon*

https://natalialyricalpoetdotcom.wordpress.com/2012/09/07/poem-gone-too-soondedication-for-trayvon-2/

” POEM,I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND, WHY ARE YOU BULLYING ME”

https://natalialyricalpoetdotcom.wordpress.com/2012/09/07/poemi-thought-you-were-my-friend-why-are-you-bullying-me/

“POEM, COME FROM WHERE YOU LEFT OFF”

“I sometimes feel iam living in a box
Waking up,  sonic alarmed clock
Worries creep sometimes no food,shelter family can’t sleep.
Living, pray making each n every day……hard work,  worth the pain……marching. talkn words comfort….
Takn a stand, still. Humble….”!

“Living my life very sat…

“Living my life very satisfied things might not go according to plan, but I make things happen even if others don’t understand”

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“POEM, DUST BOWLING”

Dust bowling

I survived a hail storm

Scared to the limits

Nothing bothered me

I took it like a strong able bodied, chilling

Never to seek, destroy

This isn’t a joke

Maybe a ploy

you see

My eyes are stern

Time is to blame

Zooming rapid pass my grim face

I just keep walking , in this darn forsaken place

Dust falls like a snow storm

it doesn’t shake

My bones hurt

My mind is to be erased

Never to talk about this hot, cold, melancholic daze.

“POEM, LYRICAL POET STORY”

“Hear me” Day light comes to my realization

 Chains are dragging and sitting down “contemplation

” Proclaiming we are free is it all mentality?

Walking past a crowds Protesting , something, somewhere is to be found
Still I greet, walking like a fast breeze
Do , would, should, could they see “me”  greet?
Outside in, figuring it about isn’t anyone taking a time out?
Dressing light, dark color of pastels, State publicly on earth is it a “foreshadowing hell”?

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