Commodity Poems - Poems about Commodity

civilrights/votingrights/democracyreform update on communication of opinion with senator warren constitutional means and measure as provided in description of property antitrust boredom petrol the contemporary lobbying for additional police in policy writing equates to the value of ignition of petrol rather than the clerical...Read the rest...

Safety is a rare commodity. You can tell someone your traumas & triggers and they will still use them against you for personal gain to try to control. Which can lead to physical abuse, if...Read the rest...

Sent to grateful receivers, tied tissue paper package Thinnest high pitched crinkles subdue outside sound Drama sits by desire's side, scrunched ball wreckage Item shines silent where tempting excitement's found Picked up then turned in tunnel light, trim...Read the rest...

she can’t give up and needs to get beyond just wanting to survive she dreams of waking from the nightmare that has her captive not knowing if and how she’s longing to recover she’s filled with fear she holds her breath and keeps her distance gone...Read the rest...

This is the first day, January 01, 2020. It will never pass this way again. Yet in far too many countries, it is being denied, threatened and abolished. Crowds of people have taken...Read the rest...

Rare Commodity give me time… can anyone I do not know God perhaps?...Read the rest...

A true friend gives what is needed. One may not know him as a friend; do as the Good Samaritan, healing aid readily extend. The bond may not be direct. He, a true friend, gives what is needed. Kindness distributed can...Read the rest...

We speak not of justice we were bred in this system of imbalances, where equity is still a mystery. we speak and act with reservations, a sure way to survival in this corner... we are the liberated speaking. We speak not...Read the rest...

time precious commodity passing winds blow salt, sand of life vanished...Read the rest...

The reflection says you've outgrown us I somehow feel sad – That which we once had has become redundant The other side of the coin says I should be happy ‘Cause you've found that inner...Read the rest...