Welcome to my poetry blog!

I am a twenty-four brown-eyed Aruban wanderer;
forever questioning where I'm going
and where I've been.
And when I'm not reading,
I'm writing. When I'm not writing, I'm reading.

Furthermore, writing has always been my
way of captivating a deep thought, grief,
lost love, depression and even hatred (sometimes).

Feel free to read and comment on my weird,
puzzling, obsessive, reckless and sometimes
confusing poems. It's all about what you
interpret from them that gets me buzzin'!

Thank you and have fun reading y'all.

-Lily Clarisa

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Power, religion

Power, religion
We’ve been through this before.
I might not have been around, but I cry.

I cry about those lost souls,
Raped by their race,
Mistreated by their religion,
Murdered by their dictators,
I cry for all those who robbed them of their self-respect, their hope.
They sucked them dry leaving them without a whole soul.

Why are we dealing with these same issues again?
Have we learned nothing?


While we spit in the face of humanity with our own hate.

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