Generations Can't Be Compared: An Erasure Poem

You’re entitled. You’re narcissistic.

You belong to a culture of moral and spiritual poverty.

You need affirmations of your already inflated self-esteem.

You’re not virtuous, you’re lazy.

Facebook generation.

Generation Y even bother?

More open about drugs, sex and violence.

We have been conditioned to be this way,

Judgments being passed on us.

Scathing critics, our parents and grandparents.

When candy cost a penny, you could leave your doors unlocked.

We do not have this luxury.

Are we a generation of

Technology, school shootings, terrorism and natural disasters?

Plagued with debt, ideal conditions for success.

Diversity embraced, divorce rates higher and less family centered.

Endless outcomes, shocking and appalling.

Accused of being a sexual deviant.

Clothes too immodest, music too vulgar

                                                Forgotten about entirely.

Dealing with hypocrisy, tragedy and destruction.

There always will be unrest.

Standards are applies by failures past.

                Youth rebel, in one way

Or another.

Determine their own set of rules.

The world has a history of bashing… 

*This erasure is from my college's newspaper The Index, article title: Generation's Can't Be Compared.  Try your hand at erasure poems, they are a lot of fun! If you do, post them, I want to see!*

New Blog up and running!

So, last time I was on here I sent out a call for submissions.... well, now that website is actually up and running! Its still a work in progress, but I'm really excited! Go check it out: www.activnationlitmag.wordpress.com :D

Call for submissions!

So, I'm going to start this new website and hopefully, eventually, a literary magazine. What it will be is a literary magazine (for now online) geared toward young adults (think 13-24ish) focused on activism. But, before I can really start it I need submissions! It can be anything. Songs, art, poems, photographs, short stories.... you get the point. The only thing I ask is that it be appropriate, it be about some problem in the world that needs awareness or we can do something about (think poverty, autism, cancer, etc.) and that I am allowed to edit literature(although I won't publish edited content w/o them approving the edit first). I would really appreciate it if you could submit something! After I get enough submissions I will start up the webpage using wordpress and send you a link . You can submit either to my email: kaimartin93@gmail.com or on here!

Young Hearts


Do not let anyone look down on you
 because you are young.
Let hope and imagination
guide your actions.
While you are young,
you have dreams of making the world
a better place.
Don't ever let that go.
You have the power, now.
Young one, you do not have to
wait.

When you are grown,
you do not have to stop.
Be always beautiful and young
in your heart.
Be always imaginative and hopeful.
Lack of which will
harden your heart and
destroy your power
to change
whats
around
you.

Forever

Things come as they may,
Things come as they might.
Even if the end comes one day,
I know we're not going down without a fight.
No matter what may come our way,
My love for you will always be right.

If fate, it should seem
has something else in store
I'll forever cherish you in my dreams.
But, I can promise you nothing more.

Whether the fire will blaze bright
Or if it will dwindle,
all depends on if its left alone in the night
or if its kindled.

As for me,
My hearts set on the latter.
Who knows what could be
With two as mad as a hatter.

Mirror, Mirror

I wrote this awhile ago, but thought I'd share here. Enjoy. :) 


You look at me
and what do you see?
The spitting image of
who you want to be.

With my dark hair, light skin
and happy go lucky attitude.

I look at you
and what do you see?
The spitting image of who I want to be.

With your light hair, dark skin
and fearless attitude.

They look at us
and what do they see?
The spitting image
of who they want to be.

With our goofy smiles
and carefree personalities.

Look at us
always wanting to be
something different than
what we look in the mirror and see.

Waiting on a Moment

Yea, its cheesy.  Yea, its unedited. But, it went through my head during class and I had to get it out. Enjoy <3


Look me in the eyes,
lean in close.
Feel that catch or breath
and the butterflies rise in your stomach
all the way up to your
constricted chest.

Let your lips
devour mine as if
they were something sweet.
And you just can't seem
to get enough.

Wrap your arms around my waist,
and I'll wrap mine around your neck..
Let everything just fade away as we
explore a new world
in each others
lustful embrace.