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Dedicated (Cassaundra Sampson)

The following slam poem was submitted by poet Cassaundra Sampson, hailing from Chicago, Illinois. This poem is provided as both a spoken word poetry performance and a written poetry piece, and is intended to inspire and encourage. Leave a comment to move this slam poem up in the rankings. Our poetry comment system is intended to facilitate feedback for our artists, and to promote creative communication. Don't just read he poetry -- take the leap by, submitting, commenting, and following.

--Slam Poems Editor

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Dedication from Cassaundra Sampson on Vimeo.

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This is dedicated to the creatives

To the risk takers and trendsetters

To the one's on the 9-5 grind

Remembering Mary (Phil Ginsburg)

The following slam poem was submitted by Phil Ginsburg, hailing from Colorado. This poem is provided as a spoken word video poetry performance. Leave a comment to move this slam poem up in the rankings. Our poetry comment system is intended to facilitate feedback for our artists, and to promote creative communication. Participate in this slam poetry community by, submitting, commenting, and following.

--Slam Poems Editor

Remembering Mary [VIDEO]

EDITOR'S PICK: Shake the Dust (Anis Mojgani)

The Mission of Slam Poems is 1.) to showcase great slam poetry, and 2.) to create awesome conversations.

For these purposes, I frequently post examples of the best slam poetry performances that I have come across. This is a means of inspiring the slampoems.com community.

This slam poem model of excellence is called “Shake the Dust” by Anis Mojgani. I was inspired by the ferocious hopefulness, and the precision of delivery in this piece. I also appreciated how he crosses lines by delivering a message of hope to people on opposing sides of the equation: the bullies and the bullied, etc.

The site thrives on engagement from the slam poetry community.

We’d love to hear your comments on this one. What can be learned from this poet?

--Slam Poems Team

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Medication (@ThusSpokeHaven)

The following slam poem was submitted by a poet who goes by the name "@ThusSpokeHaven." This poem is provided as both a spoken word poetry performance and a written poetry piece, and addresses the realities of human suffering. Leave a comment to move this poem up in the rankings. Our poetry comment system is intended to facilitate feedback for our artists, and to promote creative communication. Don't just read poetry -- take the leap by submitting, commenting, and following.

--Slam Poems Editor

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Medication

Stop embracing the cathartic abstract carnage of a heartless artist.

The bar is, set so low that we praise harmless marches for the hardship of recently departed targets of darkness, victims to the twisted system we claim to abhor.

Step out from the addictive vintage rhythm, sickly symptoms, I’m panic-stricken, watching the world play chicken with dangerous falsely depicted dictums claiming written wisdom.

Albeit a decree of deceit. They say: Don’t eat meat, don’t let greed eat me. Don’t let freedom be free. Abstain from the mundane ingrained pain within, the fall of men, but truthfully we’re stained with sin. Thespian pedestrians tuned into a hypnotizing message of hate.

Let’s defy the capitalist swine, with their receding hairlines aligned behind columbine declaring takeover.

Yet we all rely on Asian medication, a new haven nation of sedation, their drug just happens to be dollar signs, fine wines, and fine white lines. So who are we to judge?

Broken minds are faced with the realization that separation of congregations, the discontinuation of an oscillating civilization is intoxication. Medication.

Just a distraction from grave reality.

Daisies and bumblebees.

deported divorcees, sea horses.

Paninis and manatees.

Pleasantries and drinking antifreeze.

A lonely aged elite with a master’s degree from the academy of living agony, another casualty of the galaxy, our mortality. We callously esteem him as a symbol of an extreme regime of totality, his philanthropy brutality. Ironically, all my words are blasphemy. They have to be. Rational sanities a malady. It’s the tragedy of our human condition’s finality. Who do we payback for the injustice? Our fathers. Generational pain.

Just stay broke. Don’t hate the system, just stay broke. Just stay broke. Don’t hate lineage. Just stay broke. I’m a descendant of mutual experience and my people are furious. Just stay broke.