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The World around Me

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Moyo Monilari
April 16, 2013
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The issues of this world baffles me 
The facts and the statistics that are transparent to all reaffirm the fact that we dwell in a world filled with ignorance
It is possible to channel my thoughts to the expertise of a professor that conducts multiple researches about the stunning overrepresentation of minorities in prison 
Or the fact that the gap between the rich and the poor will no longer shrink to create a sense of unity 
Politicians and those that hold supervisory positions refuse to allocate the funds to support the children in need
Overburdened taxpayers spend less time with their children as they pick up guns of all sizes to make headline news
The terrorists of society scramble in rage to victimize those that fit into the description of a nation
I call for a solution

Children forced to fight a war just to prove that power can dominate the inhabitants of a state
Pumped into their system are all types of drugs just to suppress the anguish of killing a mother with the resemblance of their own
Freedom of speech and expression is observed through graffiti of hate and intolerance
Teens facing the issues of self esteem with the notion that love multiplies with the subtraction of father figures
Face with disgust some of them turn to the solutions of suicide to end the child that murdered a child through abortion
I call for a solution

Tortured soldiers face a war of orders and loyalty to the state 
Wars that are blown out of proportion to the ends of the earth and still we struggle to find out who started it in the first place
Skins ripped apart with blood and anguish about the deplorable conditions of the trenches
Poppies grow to the grave yards of armed forces and they weren’t ready to die in the first place
We need a solution

Issues of success ring down the minds of normal civilians 
Media propagates the universal goal of success to the billions
Negativity is the result of the pessimistic minds of the millions
Words of hope refuses to the linger to the minds of those that are without a solution

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Filed Under: April 2013, Shorthand Tagged With: Moyo Monilari, poetry, Shorthand

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