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If we can overcome the idiocracy that is our current politics, reduce the oppression we enact on our friends and allies, and revive the moral, social, economic, and political values that set America up as the world's greatest super power; Perhaps, one day,

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Mystery: 12 of 119
The sky was black. Micheal walked down the street along, feeling a nervous shiver embrace his body. How ironic, he thought, the street lamps comforted him; yet, at the same time put him in jeopardy. It was late, how late, he wasn't sure. He wasn't positive where he was, or even why. All he knew was that his stomach was rumbli... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Faith: 34 of 277
I can see the starsCan you spot the light?We see or we don'tWhile making decisions in lifeI can see the starsIn the darkest of nightsI know that they're thereYet I don't know whyI can see the pastReflect as time erodes awayAs our past is set in stoneThe futures a day awayAnd I deserve a present!At least the presence of mindBu... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Darkness: 58 of 227
I dream of a worldA lost world, pouring with freezing rainWhere all stand stillI dream of a world of frozen facesLost in the depths of realityDreams drifting, slowly, so lethargicallyIt seems darkness is light,Sight inconceivableYet there is that one gleam...Perhaps of hope?That one shiningIs it growing? Or drawing closer?Is ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hidden truth: 29 of 58
"I see everything."The speakers speaks"I see nothing."As the listener strains to Hear"Everything is Nothing.But inside Everything you can find Anything..."The speaker sponges an ear"except for nothing,for...Nothing is Anything inside Everything."And so they spin The Wheel."Nothing Is..."...Is NothingOn the sands of time,Pebbl... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nothing: 49 of 97
When asked,"Would you prefer life or death?"Death seems,So much sweeter.When asked,"How do you not show emotion?"It is that my soul is a scar.When asked,"Why are you so alone?"For in others,Humans inspire weakness.When asked,"Do you not fear?"I answer,"There is nothing left for me here" More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Finding yourself: 131 of 255
As the golden glow levitates off the horizonOverpassing the highest cliffs, shining strongA new glimmer is caught in an eyeOf a passerbyA soul ambitious and youngThough, ambitious and youngKnows he knows nothingWants nothingBut loveAnd fears of his gift forgettingHis, lone gift; his mission.The tears of strife of livingTo liv... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: War: 282 of 544
The Sun is high above your head,The Earth below grasps your feet.Your wife, your family, all have fled;Yet one, only one, will lead.So what of will, life is lifeSo life continues to live.Thought blood is spilled, why ask why?Ask,"What will death give me?"Some see honor, some see hell,For paradise is hidden.Manifest like Ocean... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: America: 38 of 66
Ironies of democracy:Never does one have too much might,Never does one hold enough power,To grasp their ambitious sights.One person may not rule all.So in theory,We're free to be!Yet substance I doubt is humanAll hail our Emperor Money!We are free to do as we wishTalk, move, learn, listen, play;Oh, how I pray and wishIt was t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Final judgment: 21 of 35
Dropped from above on a world not knowin'One born to stray from fate, one man risesGiven freedom to sell, life has pricesA world without carin' always flowin'To live the way one dream, as if goldenOne sees what one wishes not to, crisisYet one so far from what could be righteousCan do nothing but stare at life's showingsPonde... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Combat: 34 of 51
Can you feel it flowing?The ever growing,Overcoming, holding,Emotion of destroying?I see two human facesIn these faces are the seeds to my hateTheir presence,The route to my fate.Yeah I see your faceI notice your eyesOf ice that burns, smoldersChurns,Reflecting a heart, smothered,Not so easily cured.But I askDo you see my eye... More..