Best Af Poems

The African countries lived well by themselves
Until the white man crossed, continental shelves

I can understand adventurers who decided to roam
But not the conglomerates who raped...

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Remember the days when we all felt free
Back in the days when we were happy as can be
Not a worry in the world,where all our...

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* ha te *

* bi t t e r, h e a r t l e ss *

* sp i t t i n g,...

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The goddess Appetitey,
                     a figure...

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Would it surprise you if our 
 Future world had no God?
 A 'Brave New World' offers just that
 Ones and zeros rule our habitat

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AA     TO     DF,    THE COMPLETE    LIST  
   

AA...

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I feel I must put this experience out there.
This took place about ten years ago in my room while meditating.

(Whilst in a trance-like state) I...

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Mma (Beauty)


Izunna Okafor dere ab? a


Kere kere ka ? na-egbu
?b?nad? n’anya onye ìsì
Onye chi ya g?zìrì
O were nke ya, mebe ngàlá

Mma ad?gh? n’ótú ?n?tsha
Maka na...

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just saw myself in the mirror 
after feasting a box of pizza
cannot stand the sight of horror
and realized 'twas a bad idea

the main goal is...

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Breeders' Cannon Ball plays for days and decades even onto eras
Feeders on the bottom plus top down voodoo economics, no trickle
De-weeders? Why? Lawns are hype...

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Die Lewens gang 

So dwaal ek rond in die lewens gang 
vol van verlange en oral teen di mure 
hang potrete van herineringe. 

Die tyd...

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365 days of the Alcohol Experiment
After 30 days the need to continue was evident.

Italian adventure to Rome Florence and Venice, cosy restaurants and no wine...

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As jy jou pyn buite wys 
sal vriendelike,
Irreterende vreemdeling 
jou inlig dat die wêreld 
aanhou draai.
En hulle is reg.
Dit doen.
Maak nie saak hoe hard jy...

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My gramps was a long-staunch Baptist of the sort S.B.C., 
Until his local congregation got beholden to the R.N.C. 

Gramps was a hoot – on...

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I am a broken man without a home*,
My teeth don't feel right... and I sometimes shake.
There is a difference, now that you are gone.
Of all...

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