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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2015
07.2.2015
Edited: 7/8 - 7:48pm
Symbols of Southern and Northern pride
on both sides who lived and died
An American story
a clash for glory
Whose glory in this land?
that native man?
he was already here
and faced a new fear
for him, who stands and cheer?
Another who didn't ask to come
whipped and chained by some
Flag of Dixie became a motivator for hate
years beyond those historic dates
once again the South wrought this debate
This time it was nine
who will it be next time?
Those scars, those scars - are not forgotten
left many of our Americans alone and frighten
Oppression and terrorism aren't new
it has always been started by a few-
from murder to rape
hardly any one escape
Now, America's Old Glory flies
standing guard over those cries
Ole confederacy ideas still wants to divide
by creating the Klan, they tried
to destroy peace while others were denied
"We The People," aren't a nation for a few
if our Armed Forces fight for me and you
So, lets not disgrace this divined nation
with a flag that embraces segregation
It's time to mend and get on beyond our past
or their Klan will continue to march in mass
The Star Spangled Banner, of Stars and Stripes
our enemies foreign and domestic love to fight-
this flag, a symbol of freedom against who might
"We The People" under this Banner, are one
from numerous wars hard fought, and won
Like that brave American Eagle that flies high
only one starred flag of Glory should wave him by
by: LPruitt
7/2/2015
8:50pm
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2015
11.12.2015
9:18pm
This crazy rush hour traffic, traffic
like swimming the Caribbean Sea,
in these streets you don't wanna be.
Headlights brighter than spaceships,
spaceships, these drivers make you
wanna flip, rush hour you'd wanna skip
Many hurrying and rushing, rushing
sending many to hospitals with blood
gushing...Driving down these streets,
never know what crazies you'll meet
On roads with deep potholes, potholes
and speed...speed is their creed,
think you're bold, ask that stiff
he's cold. And remember, bigger the
car makes Dominicans a star
And, motorcycles like bubble bees, a blimp
is all you'll see...their weaving and
bobbing ahead of everyone hopping
So, on these roads don't close your eyes,
got to be like an eagle, everyone tries,
Dominican traffic can be anyone's demise
Dominicans don't have rules, they aren't
cool, with do as you wish out of school,
school that too ain't cool. Got old folks
cursing, with all their pimping and hustling
And, to drive, you will need an eagle's
eye on these bumpy roads to get by, get
by many who seem to be mentally ill
behind the wheel
No tail-lights, tail lights?
not even head-lights...hard to
see around high beams at night,
nearly everyone runs red-lights
it's HOT and no police in sight.
So, where's the police, police?
hardly any don't you see, pay is lower
than fish in a sea...Yes you'll see,
Dominican traffic will make you run
for the sea. Driving isn't pragmatic,
just frantic, hectic and chaotic.
by: LP
10:13pm
Edited: 26.12.2015
2pm
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2008 #03
4/12/2008 // (Edited: 1/22/2013/lp
(a historical glimpse of humanity's rise)
*This poetic epic begins with the
greatest sin against humanity
*This poem is dedicated to all
serving and protecting the
¨Basic Rights of Mankind¨
Once, mankind was forgiven from sin
but continue to embrace it like a trend
After the Flood many nations strolled
some didn´t want true history told
All mankind has got to realize
humanity had been vandalized
A few condemmed HIM to a Cross
and mankind became a hope lost
His testimony was like no other
a promise bonding men as brothers
So, was it hate, shame or pride?
The Shroud of Turin now abide
Something embedded itself into minds
their egos separated mankind thru time
From images of Christ to the Sphinx
mankind altered their faces with ink
Societies increased across the land
but some became marauding bands
Enslaved many to learn their ways
called indentured servants nowadays
Learning finally opened many minds
forbidden to most throughout time
Conquering became a lust
many thought they must
Barbarians embraced warfare
believing in war over prayer
Some journeyed to build
but most decided to steal
Robbing nations precious gold
slaughtering the young, and old
another story that was not told
Saw oppressing others was nice
ensnared some as their sacrifice
Oppression increased in the land
because of the barbarian's plan
Their business began to boom
and corruption shot to the moon
America, land of morality and hope
still someone was signing for dope
Capital´ism made a few very rich
sin and immorality, Islam tried to fix
paganism and Communism a glitch
a conflict to shove Christianity in a ditch
Old governments embraced the Klan
still got history's blood on their hand.
Kept society busy with Santa Claus
knowing its origin is spiritually false
They knew global warming was real
maybe too late, this just sent a chill
Interested learning secrets of the brain
Drug gangs driving societies insane
Kids with little future left in sight
hopes dwindled like the Knight
Then, later came Robin Hood
with good news from the wood
Someone revived human rights
still, some decided not to fight
No need for humantarian crises
diabolical plans rolling the dices
These sinful plans between hands
slaughtering the lambs of the land
We need to fix this mess
before we come to rest
Most of world history twisted
some are now rying to fix it
For some Nations, it was too late
capital'ism quickly sealed their fate
Africa was a continent very rich
...now realizing it is in a ditch
never should´ve trusted Mitch
I even heard the Rossette Stone
was hidden in someone´s home
The secrets of Giza
painted in Mona Liza
Even the Eyptian Sphinx
tried to give mankind a wink
now hides her missing links
And, the pyramids contained a sacred Key
stolen by those not wanting us to be free
Someone hide Pandora´s Box
with final desination Fort Knox
Even, saw the Bible's Holy Grail
shipped by Fed-Ex Express Mall
Most gold, and precious artifacts
was found stolen, and hijacked
It´s hard for most to understand
they kept us busy with their plan
So, in this life we must cast our vote
moving forward with faith and hope
Those affected have become a scorn
got them hungry from dusk to dawn
World economies causing a recess
ego and pride got us in a big mess
The Middle East became a feast.
I wonder who planned that piece?
They say Mohammed started this fuss.
through history who dare finger Guss?
These differences in world religions
still affecting mankind's decisions
Humanity began in Africa and Irak
but millions destituted in a shack
The Americas to China has similiar pain
but yrants' view them as a social stain
And, there was oil for food
but someone became rude
So, once again East meets West
fighting over another treasure chest
Expenses reaching trillions
recovery costing billions
death in the millions
The greatest gift is charity
why concentrate on disparity?
We need to fix this mess
or earth soon to rest
Mismanagement of world funds
resources available by the tons
The poor and depair need more
still someone's locking the door
Feeling no guilt with pride
and the fortunes they hide
Corruption and terrorism sown
by a few of government´s own
Someone´s selfish plans ahead
have now made us very afraid...
maybe baked or nuked instead
Distitute's nourishment is baked dirt
nothing else or their stomachs hurt
Most of the time with nothing to eat
weeping for a peaceful night sleep
The 3 pathways to Heaven are narrow
selfish can learn from the sparrow.
When the next ATOM splits and divide
some gonna try to run and hide
knowing they deceived many and lied
So, don´t worry about a thing tonight
soon GOD will make things alright
Then, all children will be able to play
The Prince of Peace will come to stay
So, remember before it´s over
they too needed a shoulder
by: LP
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2015
11.13.2016
1:22pm
Royal blood from afar,
far from Africa,
Africa a torn and raped
land by European hands
First land of freedom to rise,
but segregated by a mountainside
and corrupt politicians on both
sides by greed and neglect, when all
anyone needed was love and respect
Respect yourselves, and expect to rise
great Nation, surpass their creation
with the help of other Nations
Bond and build, build, build your
land, a land for your people to
stand, stand and deny others to
rape and kill, kill only that
which for your stomachs to fill,
train Haitians with skill
A Haitian Police to instill and
maintain peace Haitians see,
see with Haitian eyes, not
another European disguise,
once demised, but not despised
by HIM on High, hold your head
high, HE will not deny
Haitians, prepare your Nation for
this great blessing, and declare
your royal blood from afar, once
was and still can be, a global Star
by: LPruitt 12:59pm
Edited: 12.15.2015/9:15pm
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2015
08.22.2015
Beautifully adorned, her garments shoned,
high and round mountains, majestic peeks
Vegetation covering her treasures, hidden
from the lust of men…men who exploited her
innocence…an innocence long cared for
and protected.
Oh Lady, how beautiful were your garments,
…untarnished by strangers hands. Their
smiles luring you into false promises.
False promises and dreams and lures, soon
clashing, causing broken hearts to fear. Fear of
those who swiftly came with broken promises.
Your love was pure, shone clear, clear
without the blood that flowed and stained
…your lovely garments. Your valleys filled
with trails of tears.
Laying in fields of lilies, eyes closed as tears
poured down, down…soaking your blood
stained garments, down into your soul.
These strangers, from foreign lands, many of deceit,
lacked the spirit of the buffalo…now Liberty, my dear
Lady, stand proud of your native land.
Proudly she still stands with freedom and equality
...come one come all, stand by her side, protect
her from which she has bleed and nearly died
…cleanse her garments, cherish her beauty,
enjoy the fruits she bears. For it is this
Lady that offers unity and strength no other endures.
by: LesPruitt Aug 22, 2015 8:48pm
edited: 8/24 10:09am
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2012
12/17/2012
(A Purpose So Clear)
Like children we fear
In secret a somber tear
Like learning to walk
Babies listen to talk
And reach for a hand
To help them stand
This too, we all must do
By HIS Hand made anew
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2013
07/17/2013
Skittles and a soda
against a gun in its holster?
One day that scream
will be known as a teen
not a heinous lying Fein
What a sinister ploy and twist
with a loaded gun and no fist?
Had everyone sitting and waiting
doomed by a verdict just delaying
Was this just an optical illusion
or, a devious planned conclusion?
Now, this generation too afraid
wearing hoodies will get you dead
But, the Klan was still glad
hoodies they've always had
A verdict they too saw,
ushering in martial law
by: LP
edited: 7/30/13
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2013
07/27/2013
Politicians' greed seems to hover
Over our lives, a simmering cover
Separation of Church and State?
Satan planned mankind's fate
As in the days of Noah, sin did hover
Over their land like locusts do cover
The faithful do not fret what is hovering
By HIS Blood, the Lord is still covering
Our leaders refuse to make a deal
When enthralled by Satan's Will
Politics, and selfish greed
Failing our Nation's need
Obama-Care, a change that's fair
Or, struggling against Satan's lair?
But, ye faithful remember the heavens hover
Till horns blow clearing clouds that do cover.
by: LP
edited: 6 Aug 2013 - 8:22pm
25 Sep 2013 - 8:13pm
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2015
11.14.2015
1:05pm
To Earth tumbling down, down
stronger than the Trumpet's sound
Glowing beautiful as a Morning Star,
a Morning Star flung down way from
afar, afar from its starry home and
near G.O.D.'s Throne
The most considered and trusted one
with knowledge from the ONE, One
who sent His true Son to protect
humans from the rebellious one
To and fro, like a comet's glow,
glowing with influence, an
influence that separates and
divides, dividing the truth,
is what Satan tries to do, hiding
Hiding the truth from one and all
to seek the ONE and only SON
The true meaning of X-Mas as most Christians tries to define it, is the ONE and only Gift to Humanity, for the salvation of human souls by the Son of G.O.D., Christ Jesus.
Not from the evil spirit of the one called Cesare Borgias, painted by Rome's famous artist Leonardo da Vinci, which was the one single most powerful propaganda tool out of the new Roman Empire>>Europe and adapted by the most racist nation on earth, the United States of America to foment its racist domestic and foreign policies, that many decent Americans are still fighting to distance themselves from in foreign and domestic affairs.
It's not just the squabbling political and social fights we see via the media, it's a spirit battle against those who align themselves knowingly or unknowingly with mankind's strongest ally, SATAN who knows his defeat, against someone who couldn't be conquered, draws neigh.
Amen.
by: LesP2008
edited: 5 Jan 2016
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Les Pruitt Poem
Copyright © 2014
08..13.2014
What will tomorrow bring
current crisis must be a dream.
ISIS gaining desert steam
like a locomotive they seem.
Putin's Russia returning COLD
this Cold War deadlier we're told.
Whole town of Ferguson up in smoke
illegal shootings destroying hope
with militarized police it's hard to cope.
Fallen Angels and GOD'S Promise
End of Time events now upon us.
So, what will tomorrow bring
current crisis must be a dream.
Prophesied, a war against Satan's Allies
defeated by a shout above these skies.
Some say it is Biblical, and must come
an in-bound missile, or a trumpet's hum,
or maybe that asteroid they could avoid
but by HIS Word, our Savior, and Lord.
Voices of Liberty sought a better destiny
so shall by HIS Power the faithful to be.
Many refused to admit there was a climate change
now our planet's system permanently rearranged.
So, what will tomorrow bring
current crisis must be a dream.
These crises of 2014 - 2019
might not be what they seem.
by: LPruitt
edited: Dec 27 @ 8:37am
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