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Another way.

This is all we know

The shadow we were born in to.

There has to be another way

Then society’s shouted diatribe,

of ‘Fuck You’.

The dreams of this world

Have yet to come true

We’re still asleep

To unthinkable possibilities

And say, ‘what are we going to do?’

The reason we continue

Is because we believe in change

The state we are left in

Is growing more insane

Oppression is becoming a weed,

That evolves immune to resistance

Oppression is refusing

It’s own inevitable fall and self-admittance.

Another way.

Another way.

Another way.

While theirs color in our eyes

We struggle on.

We have to help each other.

For us all.

We must right the wrongs.

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Why do people hate skateboarders?

I skate. I love to skate. I love the adrenalin that pumps through your veins as you land a trick. I love the feel of the wind in my hair as I cruise down a hill. I love the sense of community that skateboarding has, the feeling of belonging, of unity, and of rebellion. I love the fact that even if you don’t know anyone, you can always talk to a skater as if they are your friend. I love the encouragement that accompanies skateboarding, when you know that even if you aren’t the greatest skater, you will still be accepted; still be supported by fellow skaters.

Skateboarding if often the only rebellious thing kids know they can do. They feel different as people look at them riding down a long road. They feel a sense of power and of activeness. As if, the moment they hop on their board, the world is theirs to change, to edit, to modify according to their tastes. Skateboarding opens up a new world, a new culture, a new mini-society. Even in dictatorships, you can’t stop skating. No matter how many ‘no skateboarding’ signs there are, we will still skate. No matter how many times we are pushed away, or told to leave, we remain firm, and we skate.

The skateboarding community is strong. But skaters are hated. They are discriminated. They are under attack from the prejudices of society. Skaters aren’t bad people. We just want to make a difference in our own way, to enjoy life, to explore, and discover new things; wonderful things about the world. We are not all criminals, but in the face of adversity , we carry on. We are not Molotov-cocktail-wielding maniacs.

When I skate, I sometimes feel embarrassed. I feel like no one wants me in the world, especially when people swear at me, or are intimidated by me. That’s not the way it should be.

I know of no solution to get rid of this ’skater prejudice’. It is obviously not a huge issue in comparison to all the other things going on around the world. But ’skateboarder’ is not a pejorative term, or at least it shouldn’t be. I encourage you to think – the next time you see a skateboarder, challenge the immediate negative thoughts that come over you, because that skater may be a shining light in this shadowed world.

Skaters – proudly annoying pedestrians since the middle ages : )

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Community is nonexistent

The incredulous people of ubiquity
No where to be found
Skeptics, lying dead in doorways
Making not a sound

Everywhere, omnipresent, the citizens sit in shame
What has become of community?
Life is shallow and vain.

Mindless depressed searchers
Seek to find happiness
They look in packaged plastics
They look inside myth books

They watch the eye that stares at them
Through the TV screen
That tells them what they have to buy
Tells them they’re unique
Unique mass-produced garbage
Flying through the air
No one cares anymore
Dispose of us and say a prayer

Mindless, manic zombies
Walk the streets at night
Looking for a product
That will make them young and alive

Youth is not achievable by fashion
Only through love and family
Youth awaits the open hearts
Not corporate junk or fabricated history

It makes the world happy
To have time to spare with loved ones
But many trudge off back to work
And come home craving shop-goods.

Value is non-existent.
Poverty is no price to pay.
Cheap presents sit waiting for another owner,
While the company gets away

Long hours, child labour, young teens fill the factories
The pollution pours from the chimneys
No freedom, equality or peace

Money is forgotten.
They have little to survive on
2 dollars a day is not a lot
When you have 5 kids to fend for.
Now try and tell me that’s not wrong.

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