Poetry
Thankful
I was not cuddled as a toddler Never had the latest of brickgames and Rubik’s Cube I never knew what it is to own the latest Nintendo or Wii But I had my tin made bus Made by one,…
Poetry
My Enemies, My Footstool
God, your ways I cannot fathom Your Power I cannot explain I mean, not so long I was eating from the remains of my enemies I was at the feet and mercy of my oppressors I had to…
Poetry
Don't Try to Change Me
I cannot be you Maybe because my nose is proportional and yours is not I cannot live like you, talk like you or walk your ways Maybe because am unique in my own way Am not always…
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Poetry
Am Born of Christ
I am born of Christ With myself I don’t consider more fond of light Nor my walks agile and gentle to conform But one thing for sure, I know my steps are ordered And my paths are…
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Poetry
I'm in Love With a Muslim Girl
In Love with a Muslim Girl As inspired by @Najma_Writes I alight this Poetic Boeing jet in heartfelt style Quick, time guarding, to untie my first luggage Of a love story,and…
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Poetry
I Was Not Born a Gentleman
I was not born a gentleman Nor was I trained to be one I was not apprenticed a warrior To defend the queen in times of fear I was simply not… Thats why… When it is cold and all we…
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Poetry
Let Me Cry
Doors to earth now closed Locked, and heart somewhere cold To pluck our eyes a black rose And tears gathering moss. We saddened to write it short, and long For life is short, and…
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Poetry
I Long for You
I sang in pitched voices for you My vocal chords bracing the wear ‘We’ danced in the rain But only I, got wet I wished to buy you the world The same world that fell apart I longed…
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Poetry
Am I a Proud African?
I love the dust But hate the lust I love the green And loathe the sin I hate the river between The river that clash the tribes within I hate the slate, the back-stab I hate the…
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Poetry
Be Still and Know That He Is God
Amidst any self-proclaimed worldly seraph Amidst any masquerading gladiator Amidst the slander and the slate Amidst the dreary lifestyle Be that amaranth Garland your crown with…
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Poetry
Reminiscent
Chilly height Mindful sight A worker walks home A watchman so lone Stray dogs yowl As whores present their bowls Chilly wee But sweet as releasing a pee Lights in the distance…
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Poetry
My Love, Let's Be Real
My love I will not run miles for you Neither will I trudge rocky hills for you I cannot promise the constant supply Neither the harsh struggle and the sigh Or to say the plain…