Best Dishonored Poems

I stretch from distant shores to far-off climes,
My bounty you cannot measure in a stretch;
So welcome and walk on my belly as you survey
The gems...

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from owned to dethroned
you led me
from queen to unseen
you hid me
once crowned to now bound
you kept me

absorbed to derobed
you left me
a spectacle to be gawked...

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British wanted profit
British wanted new land
Land rich in resources
Land of ivory and coffee
Coffee British could sell
Coffee Kenyans could not 
Could not retrieve freedom
Could not reason...

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The WOKE CAN ALL TAKE A HIKE

Depressing this year to celebrate the USA nation.
When our flag is dishonored
at the Olympics is a big
sensation!
Causes this poetess...

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I received my report card today
and "damn" was all I could say.
Where am I going with all these grades?
A child like me, what have my...

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It's peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.

I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this...

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Flan
 
The perfect dessert for me.
For it has the perfect texture , so consistent throughout.
It's gelatinous yet doughy body that is so sweet to the...

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Oh, give me a home where everyone is free to roam,
sharing hugs and kisses with family and friends
Where there's nothing to fear 'neath the capitol...

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I was contacted months ago by a person named Lauren Godly. She's a media student, and she asked me if she could turn my poem,...

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what if every life
was part of a life lived
not just re-encarnation
but something from every life gived

what if we were all Jews
priest of God something God...

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wild onion savory, as she breaks up 
lumps in the brown, cold, soil
tall and fleshy with bladed leaves 
spiked up toward the sky and flowers...

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Alas, in sports, circumstances looking grim
But, help spewed forth, this day,by installed clowns.
To be born a woman, comes forth a new spin?
You decrepit menaces of...

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How can you forget a crushing past full of horrors and dead ends
You can try and pretend the bones have realigned and began their mends...

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Another day, owns a death.
As the Grim Reaper leaves no breath.

With one fell swoop of his sickle.
Not sealing fates, he’s only neutral.

This night he personified...

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A little befuddled bride could be heard crying on the hillside.

She huddled near a very brittle tree.

Muddling over the belittlement of her groom to be.

She...

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