Best Backs To The Wall Poems

as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to...

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Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and...

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Herein lies the identity of their enemy
Herein lies the description of the abuses
Herein lies the claims against their tyrant
Herein lies the picture of their fixed...

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The petals of a rose, they tremble and they fall
Just like my aching heart, my backs against a wall
so I Scream- but no one seems...

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Adam was a husband,
misused by a wife.
He was very sincere,
and slain with a knife.
Ann laughs at his funeral.
She snickers to the bank.
She escapes with his...

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Those who stand their ground...
Their sacred ground...
With their backs against the wall.
Making bold their full intentions
While the slings and arrows fall.

Laying waste an air of...

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I look back to the sixties, standing for a cause
Change society, from the world remove the flaws
How the seeds of discontent were scattered
We walked with...

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As I hang the shining “Star of Bethlehem” atop my Christmas tree
I recall with joy, the greatest miracle there was to be
Two thousand years have...

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We are often burdened till our faith becomes undone
So torn between what's right and wrong and our last song has been sung
Days of endless stress,...

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I’ve lost everything, my backs to the wall,
Where are my friends, no one seems to call,
I’ve heard the whispers, liar, cheat and nutter,
So I’m always...

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UNSPOKEN CONFESSION


“Is there something you want to tell me?”
the words echoed violently in my ears.

I heard the grinding of the gears,
releasing the latches on the...

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Mm, A limerick to write about shoes
Now which ones can I choose
Imelda Marcos I'll call
Now my backs to the wall
I've got the picking shoes blues...

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How Will It End?

When put to the test time after time,
Our backs to the wall I've got yours you've got mine
We've hugged and we've cried,...

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Dirty disgusted looks 
Is all it took 
For one to feel shook

Pulling out all the stops
To feel like your not 
Blood is boiling hot

That hurts
Makes...

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Tell the truth and TESTIFY...with a heart full of hell and a head full of homocide
Backs against the wall by the lord of lies
the weak...

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