Hated, underrated with statements unstated
Semi-sedated with the blatant fakes created
Staging a scene against the raging obscene
Blazing the meaning for the unseeing seeing
Writing at nite to rewrite the rights taken
Fighting a light that’s suddenly overtaking
Pushing back against for the pushed aside
Now lighting fires to ignite dying desires
Inciting criers to cry against blatant liars
Loading lines to condemn the word crimes
Now delivering a message with these rhymes
Do not be blinded—Please! Do not be fooled
These are you weapons—these are your tools.
how bout it?
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great job the poem really shoots at what the majority of your poems are about.
The only part that seems abit off is
"Now lighting fires to ignite dying desires"
you start of every line with an -ing or an -ed word. the now seems to throw it off, maybe but an adj between lighting and fires?
Love the ending though ill use my tools to the fullest.
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You've used your tools very well.This is a very good poem that says much. I love your rhyme and how this reads as if you were shouting it to a large audience. Again, this is very good and I sincerely enjoyed reading it.
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wow.
writing as a weapon huh?
i like it, the sentences seem sharp, and force there way in the readers mind.
it seems to reverberate around my mind.
well done.
an interesting style. and a message that rings true.
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