Sick Poems

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
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Smokey the Bear heads
into the autumn woods
with a red can of gasoline
and a box of wooden matches.
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I waz walking down Wyefront street
When me trousers ran away,
I waz feeling incomplete
But still me trousers would not stay,
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Oh when I think of my long-suffering race,
For weary centuries despised, oppressed,
Enslaved and lynched, denied a human place
In the great life line of the Christian West;
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some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus;
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O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,
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It so happens I am sick of being a man.
And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie
houses
dried up, waterproof, like a swan made of felt
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Alone in the woods I felt
The bitter hostility of the sky and the trees
Nature has taught her creatures to hate
Man that fusses and fumes
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Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour,
And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,
With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power,
To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping,
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Inside that feeling of depression..........
It's not just a silly superstiotion...........
It's hard to make this confession........
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They hail you as their morning star
Because you are the way you are.
If you return the sentiment,
They'll try to make you different;
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Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
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Come not, when I am dead,
To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave,
To trample round my fallen head,
And vex the unhappy dust thou wouldst not save.
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I have no heart today.
I think I have lost it somewhere along the way
From yesterday to today.
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My heart like a desert
My tears like a river
Shifting sands of sadness
My whole body shivers
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When I heard the learn'd astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide,
and measure them,
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When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.
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AS one who poring on a Grecian urn
Scans the fair shapes some Attic hand hath made,
God with slim goddess, goodly man with maid,
And for their beauty's sake is loth to turn
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Beautiful star with the crimson lips
And flagrant daffodil hair,
Come back, come back, in the shaking ships
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Sick on my journey,
only my dreams will wander
these desolate moors
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I am Tired…

I am tired of their arrogant lies
Tired of their indifferent betrayal
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Into darkness i'm bound
I let the blood and tears run down i'm sick
So many memories of you
I sit here in my silence i'm sick
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You sick daredevil you! You sick daredevil you! I can't wait to get rid of you. You make Black people fight your evil deeds and you at the same time you sick fool.


You're evil in your ways and you can't or will never make me play the game of life like you play it. But instead I'll play the game like I play it and and when it comes to you I'll go astray.
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I'm sick.
Physically, mentally, emotionally, everything is sick.
I'm. Sick.
I tell myself everyday that I am sick.
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She's been fighting cancer
six long months
radiation and chemo treatments
shrunk one tumor
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Family is sick where the mother is undermined.
Society is sick where the teachers are undermined.
Culture is sick where the scholarsare undermined.
Justice is sick where Juries are undermined.
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Sick I am of countless failures,
And sick of gloomy prefigures.
Sick I am of new habits,
And sick of dishonored oaths.
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Your Magnificent look
heals already by light!
you cost millions of friends.
Such a power to fight!
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I'm sick of you, I'm sick of me
I'm sick of what we'll never be
...my love
I'm tired of feelings, I'm tired of pains
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