Juggalo Momit means he wasn't with any gang/family. He got harassed and threatened for it. then he got punched in the face hard enough to put a hole in his cheek from his tooth.
Then he said "mom, my friends are juggalos and if I hang with them I might still get harassed but I will have people watchin my back and lovin me like family". Right on, I said.
I have met my son's juggalo friends ..all are respectful, blend into the household...none of them are in trouble at school more than non juggalos...a couple of them saved my son from a jump out (beating)...his friends adore him and would stand behind him no matter what. I cannot , as a mom, explain what this means to me.
In high school I was an outcast, I didn't fit any of the stupid molds everyone wore (this was in the early 80's in a small town). I wish to hell there would have been juggalos then in my town.
I'm glad my son found a place to feel love and to belong...a place where people watch his back at school and on the streets. And I am glad I know his juggalo friends, I have adopted a few of them as sons/daughters by proxy simply because they are great kids and I love'em.
And yes, I listen to the music, in fact all you parents, go listen to the song call "moms"...find it on the Hall of Illusions site or use shareaza <gasp> or limewire or kazaa or whatever. I dare any mom to hear that and not be touched. These are not evil people, they are regular kids/folks, they just want to survive.
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So that is how I learned the lesson that everyones alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever gonna grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song
HAS it withered up and died...
Soaring through the wind
with the last of your love-
FOR life?
OR has it been tossed to-
the crashing waves
to be devoured...
Carelessly.Carelessness. Be careful.
Or it will disappear...
Simply, where are you and your talented poetic self? :]
(above a poem unfinished and inspired by a fellow poets absence.) -_-' lame,mayb alil.
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So that is how I learned the lesson that everyones alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever gonna grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song
changes tossing the waves over my head
never gone long though,
I always seem to swim back up....
blessing or curse?
I'm not sure......
thanks for the thought and words.........i so appreciate your notes and comments..... I feel loved ;D I have some new stuff too i just need to stop bein lazy and post them. I started a 2 yr prog at the community college at the end of june........omigod i'm cramming a regular semester into two summer months (gasp for air)
so that is why the gap... I expect that sometime later in August after finals I may binge and put a whole bunch of stuff up. The school stuff after many years away from it is inspiring alot of thought.
say do you like akaline trio?
curious........
and your welcome. i guess. but i have no room to talk since ive been gone-from here-for months.
and good for you. for going back to take some college courses. thats probably exciting, if not exhausting.(im just glad to be away from school myself.)
i cant wait till after finals you come back to post more of your poems. my lil inbox will probably be flooded all over again.
also: alkaline trio is alright. i just listen to some of their songs when they pop up on the radio. -which i cant remember at the moment- but i had to have heard some of them...
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So that is how I learned the lesson that everyones alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever gonna grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song
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third world zero hero
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"...Speaking of Cold. If there's ice developing on the toilet water, chances are the seat is going to be a little chilly."
Jason Mraz
Say "Lavi".
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all self-improvement is masturbation.
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...I'm a winner. Things are gonna change, I can feel it.
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