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Damon Robert Poem
New Orleans
Is it a fish-tank of disgust?
better left to hold water
than you and us
Should the walls stay down below the line
let bodies fester
rampant crime?
Cross on corral houses those who remain
trapped in their own shelter
left to die in vain?
Or will the walls be squeegeed clean
for all the world to love
obscene
trouble is rising from the ashes aint easy
especially for the big eazzyy
he who is helped
must plaster on a greazzzy
clown mask
Copyright © Damon Robert | Year Posted 2014
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Damon Robert Poem
I lay here lost in the Dark
Big Man Barking
Talking his Big ole...Talk
What to believe When Kin
Shaded as they Are
Say... Boy Follow us!! or Sin Sin
What to Believe When Friends
Trusted as they Are
Say...Brother follow me!! or End End
Optimism ain't the lingo in my present
negativity is nurtured
giving off that all deadly...discontent
Thoughts cry out my mind for a way out
pierce my brain
Show me the way... follow my desperate Shout
Please oh Please
Beg as I will
Send out this final Thought I will
A message to whoever cares to save and listen
Throw Down Your Iron Chains of Sunlight
Answer my prayers
My Thoughts
And Make this dull World GLISTEN
Copyright © Damon Robert | Year Posted 2014
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Damon Robert Poem
Take my hand in lovers charm
hold me tight squeeze my arm
Take my heart and spool my yarn
we all know
sweaters are best made with love
Crackle goes the fireplace
a furnace such a lovely place
simmer through that gentle lace
we all know
flames are best made with love
Burning through the room so deep
reflecting from that soul to keep
just take with me that lovers leap
we all know
lovers leaps are best made with love
Smell of burning air abounds
no longer does the ear hear sounds
the cherub makes his nightly rounds
we all know
A cherub is best made with love
Sing to me your gentle song
your voice to me is never wrong
A sweet note I haven't heard in so long
we all know
Notes are best made with love
You have me now in your gaze
I look at you but slight a glaze
My senses gone I'm in a craze
we all know
Passion..has... its... limits
Copyright © Damon Robert | Year Posted 2014
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