Never Have I Ever

Have you ever been to a place

That promotes a wealth of knowledge

A place for collaboration

A place called college

Have you ever been so scared

To make someone feel bad

Because "it's just not worth it"

Was the advice you got

From mom and dad

Have you ever been to a place

Where everybody is running the same race

Yet some people think it's funny

When the weak can't keep pace

Never have I ever judged someone from where they are from

The north

The south

Or where they can see the rise and fall of the sun

Never have I ever heard of a place

That promotes active thinking

Tell you, "you're wrong to think that"

So you just stand there blinking

Never have I ever been so sad

To see them turn a place of wonder

Into something so bad

Never have I ever seen so many people get sold

On a different ideal

That ends up just putting them in the hole

Never will I ever let it happen again

Let someone take away someone else's voice

Especially when they just need some support to mend

Never again

Will I let you do that

To my family and friends

Because you're never too old to have life experiences

And you're never too young to make good decisions

The End.

Sh/e/it/they Circumstances

I'm ready for a he to be a he

And a she to be a she again

Cause a she being a he

And a he being a she

Is quite confusing in the end

It's like the blind leading the blind

Only it's the amused leading the confused

If it's sexist to call my daughter a she

Or sexist to call my son a he

That's where I draw my line

And start to share what I see instead.

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It's my kids.

We made them, my wife and me.

And that's a hard truth

That those who can't do the same

Don't want to accept and believe.

I hope I can teach my kids to think

Based on actual fact

Proven by looking around

And working to confirm

what's what

and

that that's that

I hope they understand

That the world just ain't quite right

That it's sometimes difficult to believe,

But that's a cold hard fact.

Because the majority of it is filled with

Spite,

Remorse,

And greed

With a side of grey,

It's not all white and black ya see.

Those pushing their own agenda

Don't care about what hangs between your legs

They don't care about you.

They don't care about me.

They see only opportunity when we beg.

They just want to keep you off balance

So you're worried only about yourself

Instead of worrying about the fight to be human,

Because they said it's ok to believe you're an elf.

They take advantage of you

And do whatever they can to get ahead

They are the ones running the race

They are ok with implementing any tactic

To get you into their bed

A tactic used time and time again

Divide and Conquer

Is always done

Without ever actually being said.

By skewing your personal views

To distract you to the fact that your family's history was built by the dead

In times of trouble.

They were there.

A mother, a father and a family unit that cared.

When you slept in just a tiny little bed.

With the lines being painted in hate

So we never get to the point of breaking bread

Usually we don't even talk.

We just leave it up to fate instead.

Because if they can avoid us talking

And sharing our own thoughts with each other

Then the job becomes that much easier

To look down on your father and mother

The two people who made the sacrifice to bring you in

To a world that seemed to shine so bright

But now seems to be quite dim

But in the end

The only one that doesn't get to choose

Is the one that is always

young,

Dumb,

and confused

That is always living life on a whim.

The humans who just showed up

That don't have a leg in the race

Because they can barely even stand

Let alone keep pace

They are the ones sitting with their toys.

Playing with other girls and boys.

Learning that everyone has a different face.

Trusting that their mom's and dad's.

Are making their home a safe place.

"

My family is mine.

Let's talk about what's wrong

So we can start telling the truth

When we say

"Everything is fine."

F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.

"It must be tough to see people die everyday.

People you meet for more than just a day."

We come and go like ghosts

Not sure who we are

Or what we love most.

"A tough time it must be

Being the doctor of these patients

That forget how to be"

Since our memory can’t hold the image just right

We start to fall down a rabbit hole of spite

Saying it's tough isn't enough

To change what we already knew

The reality of my life slips through my fingers

And clear into your view

It’s time to make a change

Because “Dying is not a crime.”

Help me please. “I’ll be fine.”