Best Controled Poems

We are at the center of a power struggle.  We are centered.  We have been cornered.       ...

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In the moments of missing time, I’m unable to
Clearly define what is real, fact or fictions of illusion,
Bright, bright is the light of delusions, but...

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The cost of freedom 
Life is a free zone 
If the earth is the only one planet
 for every human
So We oath to live freely
If...

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Growth, 
For the growth of African global economy 
Many African governments thought to have financial 
bank which can be financing 
most African mega-projects  
as they...

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everyone has an opinion

IN THE BEGINING WAS THE WORD,
THAT  MAKES THE MENTALITY OF A MAN THE FOUNDATION OF HIS WORDS,
IN THE HEARTS OF MEN,...

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Sisi  the junkie 
You are what you 
Take in in life
We say in Africa 

Sisi the junkie
Sisi was a beautiful 
Young admiring girl
All guys...

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I release my passion in the air, lost in to many thoughts
For this pain has controled my soul and I can't find it threw a...

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Even in the shadows need for a Hero 
Out of the Passions of the darkest night 
No one explained that he was a zero 
One...

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Healing
Enchanting eye's covering solid ground
beg
beg me to stay
hope
hope me to see you rise
sweet manipulating abilities
much to do, much to do
for one day
too much weight on...

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blood is thinker than water
that leaves me under the bridge
i as what is the matter
i don't mean any thing
gold is more presious blood
silver more solid...

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Can you feel the pain.
That still remains.
I'm really plauged.
Like doctors revealing aids.
neal and wait.
while the government steels your fate.
look at your freedom get peeled away.
i...

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There's no other love greater,
Than becoming a mother,
And if your life gets burned,
You'll scream at those concerned,
Especially when it was stolen again,
From people who had...

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There's no other love greater,
Than becoming a mother,
And if your life gets burned,
You'll scream at those concerned,
Especially when it was stolen again,
From people who had...

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All Mixed up.

All mixed up 


Screaming…without making a sound.
Wanting to pull all my hair out.
Meditation does not ease the pain.
Too much frustration is flying inside...

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Who am I?
Like a caterpiller becoming a moth
I transform and change and rearrange myself
to grow better, to become better, to know God more and more
yet...

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