Best Controllers Poems

Raindrops
are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may...

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{1859}

there's more slaves now
than in 1859
slaves of the mind
slaves to entitlement
slaves to self inflicted failure and blame
slaves to ogres of division 
who
only want to bracket...

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The Rain tried to find its way into the very depth of the souls, sneering at the gloomy faces of people who were walking through...

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The preposterous fictions many
           profess to be unvarnished truth
     warp the...

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Women
A point of view

They – flowers of diverse, exquisite, exotic, mysterious beauty –
are beauties that are meant to feed the eyes of man,
are beauties that...

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How was school today?

Fine.

Did you learn anything important?

Maybe. I'm not sure yet.

Really? What are you considering?

We talked about Howard Odum's natural trinity
of altruism.

Maybe I skipped...

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Are they tame?
Our children who were sweet
Become anxious,
Stressed, 
Obnoxious,
Controlled,
And upset
When they can't figure out the next frame.
They'll throw controllers, yell
And kick things as if under...

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Humans have long trespassed
and destroyed animal territories
Humans have poached
And selfishly encroached
upon animal habitats
cutting down trees to build
human habitations.
Now the tables have turned
Humans are quarantined  in...

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1. If Jesus was physically here alive, today (He is WHAT???)
What do you, what do you think He'll SAY!!!
Well now, many of you self-righteous and...

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So many sick rivers 
Of pain, shock and shiver
Flow from longstanding wounds
Of soul-chopping depression that surround
Many islands next to you and me
As a consequence of...

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A Wandering Boy with a Song in His Pocket
Arabic Poem by: Salman Dawood Mohammed 
Translated into English by: 
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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(5)
Just like the wind 
I...

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What has been done on heaven
Will be done on earth,
They coming, the new movement set,
The mass delusions created by the state
The lies that built the...

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we came 
we saw 
they conquered -
at all those white-houses 
along the endless path 
of my deep-dazed niger
there you see
magicians & saviours-in-waiting
my robust idle-boy-kings
the new...

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Time it passes without any warning
I remember when I had a lot of hair
In a flash the hair is all gone
It isn’t much any more
It’s...

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Nobody can prevent,all you can do for crying out loud 
is join in its allowed.Allah ain't laughing.Ha Ha He
He.Every single signal of communication..Dangerous
like a bullet...

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