People believe they are controlled by their government and can do nothing against them. We are the people, and we have the power. We hold the control in our hands and the ability for change. This is us, and this is our freedom. We are human beings, where we are from and who we are does not change this fact. Despite your gender, race, or beliefs; you are human, and we are one.

Sounds innocent. Very depressing. Wrote this a long time a go, so it's not great, but hope whoever reads it enjoys. Warning: Mentions of Suicide Bombings (rated T because of this). Otherwise appropriate

Inspired by a story of words over actions

The really important things in life

Wikipedia's introduction to Britain.

You can't keep us down anymore. Inspired by the use of social media in the protests in Turkey, Syria, and throughout the Middle East, but the theme is global.

This is a poem I wrote about something i have become very passionate about. Human Rights.

This poem is about the American Flag. Reviews are welcome.

This is a poem about the early Chinese immigrants in Canada during the gold rush. Told from both the past's perspective and today's perspective. Please read and review! I'll return the favour! :)

A partner poem to "Cover My Eyes" concerning Saudi Arabia's law requiring women with particularly "tempting" eyes to cover them in public.

How Full is the Thin King?

if I knew how to fix things I would.

I might be cynical, I don't know. But feminism is needed.

I'm not having a go at religious people, this is criticism to today's society. I'm trying to encourage to individualism.

A poem I wrote about overusing a position of power, or keeping power long after you're fit to use it correctly.

I wrote this in high school for a project on 'perspective'. Everyone thought it was weird.

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Scattered social commentaries. Please respect my opinions.

Nothing I ever do will mean I'm asking for it.

We live in a world that teaches women to be careful instead of teaching men not to rape

"If you eat chocolate that isn't fair trade then you've got blood on your teeth" - Rhys Ifans . A poem about the western world's attitude towards corruption in the cocoa industry.

A series of poems about a family in a Japanese Internment Camp

A poem about racism and our methods of coping with it.

Just a poem explaining my unpopular anarchist perspective.

I was moved by the events that transpired in Boston. I was moved with pride at the courage of my fellow citizens, who, even those 'civilians' who had no legal obligation to render aid, chose to run toward danger to aid their fallen brethren. That valourus impulse born of baisc human compassion respresents the best of us. To them, and all the fallen, I dedicate this meagre poem.