Preachers preach, dictators kill, and people watch like good little sheep.
Some follow the dictator, while others the preacher, all too afraid to stand.
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Preachers preach, dictators kill, and people watch like good little sheep.
Some follow the dictator, while others the preacher, all too afraid to stand.
No one listens, no one cares, no one sees my sadness.
You can not hear those who care, deafened by your pain.
No one listens, no one cares, no one sees my sadness.
You can not see those who care, blinded by your pain.
No one listens, no one cares, no one sees my sadness.
No one listens, no one sees how much I care.
Eyes close to darkness
Sleep awaits in the distance
Thoughts get in the way
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, a mind wanders.
Gray returns today
Yellow flowers shrivel up
Spring still weeks away
In this haiku, winter persists.
Competition banned
They are under my control
Where did they all go
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, power is given not taken.
I make up poems
Write them down for you to read
In your head, they go
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, poems are transferred from one to another.