Best Bottom Of The Barrel Poems

It is a bad place to be born,
the first breath you breathe
is drawn from dregs of scorn
And you get rolled from day one,
passed around like a bottle of rum
Then they toss you to the curb,
after emptying you when they’re done
You age real quick where I...

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Make wudhu', she told her children
Lest you be killed today
And eaten by ravens
As the bodies lay still
The survivors searched for safe haven
And while the oppressor swings around his deadly mace
The people pray that God has made paradise for him forbidden

It's hard to stay clean
Under an...

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THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL

She was scraping the bottom, the barrel was now almost bare.
No meal now to do all the baking, the last meal was now sitting there.
And then came the prophet Elijah who said, “Share the meal with me.
Fear not, for the Lord’s...

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Imagine a standard barrel of crude oil – 42 gallons.
The barrel unit of measure dates back to 1859
When Pennsylvania oil wells were first drilled
And the wooden ‘tierce’ wine cask
Holding 42 gallons and weighing about 300 pounds
Was about all one man could maneuver.

Today, a barrel of...

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