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The Final Disposition

 


Have you ever been Dis’d by a wordsmith? Well hold on, because I’m about to Dis you. What I mean is, have you ever felt Disrespected? I know you Dislike it when a friend named Disaster strikes at the most Displeasing of times. Yet Despite it all you should Dispel your Displeasure with them. Discouraging right? Personally, I get tired of people’s Dishonesty. They tend to be Disloyal – Displaying some highly Destructive Dysfunctions. They are, at times, Distant, Disengaged…Disingenuous. Dishonoring themselves with their apparent Displays of Dysfunction.

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We are my People

by Cinique Scott

What would it take,
For our people to be free?
To have fun – drink coffee,
And watch some TV.

We are often times hated,
And thought to be insane.
I wonder why that is?
Is there someone else to blame?

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