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I'm new at this so this is my 1st poem.  Hopefully there will be more to come.
The Brokenhearted

What becomes of the Brokenhearted?
When your heart is slowly being torn?
When you have cried a million times?

It hurts so much, you can�t even cry.
A painful and tortuous death.
Dreams are shattered no longer even possible.

LIES are spoken.
They become truths for the hearers.
But slowly truths reveal to be untruths.

And your true worth is unappreciated.

It starts with two.

Realness and laughter; everything is great.
Happiness you never thought.
But what is real?
Is it when you believe that everything is true.
Or is it when you realize that reality is truly a perception.

When you give a person everything.

It ends with zero.

How do the Brokenhearted become whole again.
Do you  pick up the pieces and solve the puzzle.
Or do you look for new pieces or buy another one.
How can you love or trust.
Only to be Brokenhearted once more?

The Brokenhearted has been glued together.
But is now hard and unbreakable and impenetrable.

And so it is.


� Nikki Carri Kemp  02-06-04
Say No

When all is asked of you
And you receive nothing in return;
Giving all you have makes you happy
But USED,
Say No.

It makes you bitter and uncivil.
Shut off from the world.
Trust is not an option, it is a regret.
Say No.

You cannot please everyone without not pleasing yourself.
What cost will you pay.
Happiness cannot be sacrificed for kindness.
Say Yes is what I�m told.
When it is all over,
Say No is what I wished for.

Integrity is sacrificed for compromise.
I will NOT compromise.
If that means I am a bitch to society.
Then I will gladly pay the price.


� Nikki Carri Kemp  02-08-04
The Misogynistic Ones

Bitch, whore, slut, tramp, broad, trick, chickenhead.
The utterances of  an ignorant kind.
The hatred is mind boggling.
But its an everyday occurrence.

How come no one stands up for what is right.
When it comes to racial matters, everyone has something to say.
But when it comes to gender, those unstoppable mouths are closed.
The �superiority� displayed is just a tactic to veil the inferior.
Ohhh, the Misogynistic Ones.

The Misogynistic Ones have daughters, mothers, wives, and girlfriends.
But those utterances are not relevant to them.
When you add it all up, then it applies to no woman, Right?

WRONG.
The cause does not apply for THEM, so why care.
The truth hurts.

The Misogynistic Ones are on all of our forms of media.
But that�s ok.
Feminisim is hardly tolerated, but misogyny is appreciated and revered.
The last time a woman was glorified for the feminism was NEVER.

The Misogynistics Ones need to realize the error of their ways.
The only way we will become equal is if we hold up our women as being worthy.
And they are.
But do you know it?

�  Nikki Carri Kemp  02-08-04
This is not neccesarily a poem.  It started off as one, but is moreso a statement.
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