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here in our country,
people suffer in cancer.
it's industrial prism.
no one can't get away.
one has hired just last year,
then see what it'll turn.
after three trimesters,
a new life will appear.
this pandemic illness.
of somebody's flesh.
cling to one another's,
set an immoral quest.
this world has carried over,
with the hand of a beasts.
and he who obeys him,
will taste the sweetness of defeat.
single or married women,
can be fell on this trap.
inside the cave of a lion,
all its wanted is lust.
people using people,
rulers must play their role.
to stop filling the bowl of trash.
Entry poem for :Giorgio V.'s Impress me with a small poem V (Yay)
** 2nd Place Winner**
Copyright © Aiyah de Torres
It's astounding people worried about your well being
an current situation,
But, always trying to investigate 2 find
out critique information,
rather criticize an judge you
And don't even know half of what
you went thru.
God is the only one who is 2 be
An in the same light can still see
your true potential
mind your business an stop being concern
worry about yourself an situating
Copyright © Jmel Williams
It was a beautiful morning
And a good trip to the Church
The Church Service's
Were really good!
Along the way,
This morning something
Was Oh so different......
Instead of making a 'Tithing"
I had to write an "IOU'
***Never try this one at Home!
Copyright © Gary Fields
Many there be have turn their backs to thee/
No sense of remorse,
No notion of integrity or respect/
You stand so proud with your head in the air/
Waving your hands like you just don't care ?
But none the worse for wear,
Heroes Are Not Forgotten !
Those men and women who have waved the banner high !
With every bit of stregnth that have fought with no remorse,
We often get tongue tied within ourselves/
In the great melted pot we call The United States of America,
It was for freedom that our ancestor's fought to so desperatley uphold/
Far too many of us take it for granted !
They have eyes but tend to look the other way/
Paying litle to no homage to buw their heads to pray ?
One day every knee will bow and tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord !
There will be no mistake about it !
Those that pierced his side and pulled his beard/
Many say that us Christians are wierd/
You will know on that very day that he's not someone that you could play !
Heroes Are Not Fogotten !
Just look what that ass did Ben Laden !
We need to speak up now or forever hold your peace/
This world for some is a will for power,
Perhaps your all in need for a long cold shower/
Stay up late to listen to the radio The Hour Of Power !
No, Heroes Are Not Forgotten in this land of cotton !
We will lift up our head high to look toward the sky/
As a beacon of hope to a hurting worls in need/
Where as other's are just dying to see you bleed,
We will remember John Wayne in this old house of pain/
Bob Marley and The Wailer's,
Ronald Reagan and his awesome plans !
Last but the best Jesus is my man !
Copyright © Mario Vitale
Our competition do lot more for us than friends,
They teach us all the market trends.
Friends are too polite to point our weakness,
All learning comes from the competitions sleekness.
Going to the extent of advertising our faults,
Doing hard sell acrobatics and cheap somersaults.
Efficient, diligent, attentive and sly,
They’re hoping that someday our business will die.
They keep us alert and make us search for the way,
To improve our quality and services day by day.
If not for competition we’d be lazy and careless,
Making our endeavours more or less worthless.
It’s the discipline that they enforce on us,
That ensures we never have to miss that bus.
Hats off to them for indirectly being kind,
Helping us develop a more alert mind.
God bless them all, till that clarion call;
Let them imagine they’re having a ball.
- Prince Freakasso (Artist & Poet)
Copyright © Prince Freakasso