poetry critical

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

God Bless America Again

Any city or any town
Any place just look around
There's a guy who whears a frown
That spends his nights on the ground
Or look into the house of your neighbor
There's probably I family where both parents labor
And still cant afford the medical bill
To take care of there child who is ill
Or maybe a teen that wants more knowlage
That just can afford to go to collage
Who keeps a smile on her face
While her brain power goes to waiste
It's not that these people do not try
So now I just have to ask you why
In the richest country, will that child die
While we spend our money in another place
Fighting a war in an oil race
To me this seems like such a disgrace
So pledg your allegence to this alliance
And the media that demands your compliance
This nation born under a steeple
Now this nations forgotten it's people
What was "one nation under God"
Is now one nation with an army squad
Why'd it take longer for help to come
To save even one Katrina victom
When it only took the word attack
And in a day we were all over Iraq
Now this war is forever more
And causeing our own to be even more to be poor
Now our minds will have to bend
To bring this war to an end
You need to set a brand new trend
A new message to this country you have to send
So I ask you to pray just as a friend
God teach this president to refrain
Maybe just refresh his brain
And bring this country much less strain
So God please bless America again, Amen

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