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My Poem Are Beings

my poems are beings, they stand beside me and whisper counsel into my ears and my Pen? a pen of the Pen in a hand of The hand. Originally published on PoemHunter on 2 January 2018.

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Peace/Ploughshares

There will always be grievances War is the raging darkness Hungry for a slice of the human soul It is Thirsty To be drunk on the blood of innocent men The bar has been lowered and welded tight crushing the broken bended back of peace This bar Is not war, this bar is oppression No […]

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For Women Taught To Shame

so poetry lives in this body that has been taught to shame itself it wells up as a rebellion a switchblade to the well bred, well fed lies of a delinquent loosing status quo . poetry is serialized in the ratio of ostracized body sizes in the brain that dwells inside her head in the […]

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Spot

My buttocks are sore from sitting long My ears hurt from fangs of similar tongues My tongue: forlorn from penury of monotonous songs If remain on this spot I’ll soon be a spot! Originally published on PoemHunter on 2 January 2018.

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Who Says

i know a fish that a flies a bird that swims I’ve seen predators befriend preys so who says it cant be done? just walk them by and do it Originally published on PoemHunter on 2 January 2018.

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God Made Tears For Days Like These

God made tears for days like these Love is a broken bottle inside pregnant wombs Emotions are shattered glasses in baby’s court Hearts pounding me on the stakes of folly Hearts were made to bleed! God made tears for days like these Love was blind and I wrote braille Love was deaf, and I sang […]

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This Place Of My Love

This place of my Love Is a quick sand with tourist attraction Like a self-aware mouse knowing That this cheese will be the death of me . What do I do When the one who breaks my heart Is still the one that possess it? . Yet in her hands, the shattered pieces Are like […]

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Sankara

Whether on motherland or in death; We will win! I shed my blood and bleed my tears On the unmarked grave Cursed for bearing your unripe body; Sacred for covering the shattered and Fragmented pieces of what was once your body In a concoction of your brave blood seeped in injustice Offered on the sacrifice […]

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Come

Before words became the tools of expression This love was sung with the effulgence of glory Too sacred for the unclean lips of fallen man This love existed above time But this love entered time That this love may be eternal Before love became how lowly you can go This love shrunk God into a […]

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Days As These

No man can stand this gory sight Let darkness hide us in the shadows of the night Tell the sun to hide our abyss from his light Our destiny is a height of pitiable plight We eat with bloody hands at the brotherhood of love Rivers of our reality, splits into delta of deaths, And […]

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