History Of The Queen
Blackout Poetry
Deserted lies the city,
Once full of people
Like a widow
Who was great amongst the nations
She was a queen
Now a slave
Bitterly at night
Tears on her cheek
Lovers, no one there to comfort her
All friends betrayed
All have become enemies
After affliction and harsh labor
She has gone into exile
Dwelling amongst the nations
Finding no resting place
All who have pursued her
Have overtaken her
Midst her distress
Roads mourn; as no one comes to her festivals
Her gateways‐-desolate
Elders groan
As well as the young grieve
In bitter anguish
Foes become masters
Making enemies at ease
Up high; there is grief
Because of many wrongdoings
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Dalton “Statz” Cline
What’s up everybody? This is Statz. I am a spiritually-influenced conscious hip hop artist/spoken word artist. With this platform, I will provide lyrics to my songs and poems. Check me out! You’ll definitely enjoy!
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Stand up for yourself Do not let the pressure win They have no power Remember that, my friend Live your life in confidence Do not live in bouts Pain, tears, struggles may arise But don't let that define Stand up proudly Be yourself, be you only Do not conform your beliefs Be true, be who you are Who knows, you will never know Staying true may take you far Farther than you expected So stand up for yourself Do not live in bouts Do not live in doubt Doubt is just a game That is being played in your brain Stand up for yourself Do not let the pressure win They have no power Remember that, my friend
By Dalton “Statz” Cline2 years ago in Poets
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