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Free Shipping and Handling. Read Sample Poems Below from They Wear the False Hoods Run for your life! Quick! Duck
and dodge Don’t
get caught after dark without
a purposeful Journey
to some one,
better few, Who
can vouch for you and
your smile To
some where called home Marching
warp-minded well-trained
men govern
worlds sold in hole-cell
packages at
ready to wear ‘em out rail-em
and jail-em warehouses Where
houses with sequestered
rooms don’t
ever see the
light of day.
HOLE CELL Unpopular
ideas are palatably
wrapped for
easy public consumption The
case for the death penalty in
all but a few states is
a done deal…makes Most
feel more secure Trivia-tranquility drenches
mind’s earth with
lullaby cares Like
the lethally-laced rain
which drains the
rich milk out
of our giving lands Forcing
our hands into
retrieving an
empty harvest Sacred
toil
Fools
sit sipping the
blood of the masses Their
adorned shimmering
shells deaden
their cruel conscience Mission:
Keep the lies alive Meanwhile foundations
of nations going
gone to rot With
Dead Souls see that
just forgot To
“reverence the wombs” that
bore them are
continuing to vanish
as we converse
HARDENED
A
whore holds her head up
even more But
her proverbial skirt drags
the floor The
weight of the lost try
to hold on (for
hope’s sake) to
their piece of the worn rag Pimps
count their chips frequently
and hide them in
swift blank places Thieves
watch their
backs continuously
while living cautiously ‘cause
they know the
attacks A
final retribution Will
come, Eventually
GREED Token
Man With
Amenhotep plans Watch
him land on his feet Feats
amazing Can't
understand why
his hardships, damn You
are bent on constantly keeping With
Pyramid dreams Your
desires make many puke Can't
understand why
his grand efforts, man
You
are certain won’t yield much fruit With
Temple ideas You
work through constant Strife
and turmoil Can't
understand why
his forceful mind You
relentlessly attempt to spoil With
Obelisk pride Learning
well what you
need to know Can't
understand why
you won't rest until you
see his light extinguished with Head
bowing low
rapped
in art’s way Rearranges
the molecules of an
already!
or
maybe? Defunct brain Spitting
reverbs spouting kindergarten
urges molest
virgin ears Are
repeatedly regurgitated Digested
unprocessed Available
un-requested then Absorbed
by the unlettered seeking
soul without
rhyme or reason Mental
encampments without
visible bars No
hold reservations leaving
permanent scars on
impressionable &
needy intellects Ignorance
is bliss kissing the
dung-ridden dreams of
short-sighted inclinations in
dialects that evade real
disc-recoveries Time-tested
markets Nig-pick
the next rap-a-round
the rosy garden of green backs stacked high in the Tower of Babel ALL BOOKS ARE $10.00 FREE SHIPPING AND HANDLING |
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