Baraka Poems - Poems about Baraka

...(Snapping fingers rhythmically) Vocalese with ease... yeah... moments… improv… Off the top, breath bubbling, a spontaneous combustion of sounds, to be boppin' the melody/ Jazz popping vocal notes o......

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...Nabavyusa bavila, Nabavyusa bajhoba Mweshi ho Muliho x2 Bashukulu beetu batusigile ndeeto Himangeni siye malanga ne ndeeto zetu. Bakirage bahetiteta  Muvila atatula honiho. Bakirage bahet......

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... The left produces people, who sometimes give themselves away by quotes Its amazing how many fall for this, and still give them their votes. Bill Ayers said to kill all the rich and to bring the r......

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...Clinton's Inauguration 1993 You were so beautiful, Maya Standing in front of the President and the First Lady I didn’t really understand Your Pulse Of Morning Presidential inauguration p......

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...His full given name is Barack Hussein Obama The etymology of his first name, "Baraka," a Swahili word meaning "Blessed" It's easy to see why he's my favorite POTUS...

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...BA BA WA AJABU Wonderful Father by James Edward Lee Sr. {{This is the most liked and viewed poem in my PoetrySoup roster with more than 4,500 views as will as being my first number # 1 i......

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...As soon as I heard You were the First African American Male To win the Pulitzer prize for Poetry I wanted to run out and celebrate I wanted to wake up Hughes and Dunbar And Baraka and say we ma......

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...Red x trane (a black arts movement kwansaba) by ‘bro.zayid’ Garvey greased Harlem struttin Baraka bluuuue New Ark floats Chicago ‘sippi blood thick Watts fire ibeji badd Big Eazy polyrhyth......

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...Time is too precious to waste. Time has been wasted. It flies with every blink. Wasted, wasted on trivialities. Baraka and mercy in time lost over time. We can never regain lost times. Relive t......

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...From bebop, swing to hip-hops thing True poets had it best For there is a rhythm in the soul, Which they all just had to express Some could not control This powerful thing Was so often put......

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