Best Dred Poems

There were three mice, members of the mob
Wanted to retire, so planned one last job
It was deep winter and it started to snow
But they weren't deterred, and the job was a go.

Their names were Gnasher, Scratcher and Dred
And you dared not cross them or you'd...

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Going fishing with a cane pole and
            a can of worms and hooks and a
             bobber too Down at the fish-
 ...

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My father he's  one of a kind
Very smart and wise.
He takes care of me everyday,
I dred  every second he's  away.

If we fight
I'm sorry but it's  alright  
Because I love you
Through day and night.

Even if you're  a million miles away
We...

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I know I have been on repeat for 15 years
 I lost all my originality when I was sick and stolen from
  My guess is it poured out along with my soul and fears 
 chasing after my sanity as it flowed away in...

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the table listens
dred forcing glue and nails to
throb and melt
as the color red is shunned
in public

claw feet
embedded for grinning centuries
stand silent
as birds with no feathers
drift silently to earth

with only sonic flashes
to remind the trees of their collusion
branches fall without warning
stunning rushing rivers
direction pre-determined

a gathering of...

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I keep my left foot in the war zone
I keep my right foot in the jungle,
While I scramble for my cheerios[ 0's }
I do it bundle by bundle,

It's the year of gettin' yo' money right
and my pockets are hollow,
I've seen street soldiers fall young
so I...

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now when i look back in history i have come to discover
that true African-american history is basically undercover
most cultures know their history and from whence they came to be
but somehow that is missing when it comes to African-american history
the Proclamation Emancipation and the Dred Scott...

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INTELLIGENCE REPORT:


           The following is an address given to the 1st Mercenary force
           by Major General Lye, Chief of Operations, Department of Deceit.

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We Are Not Afraid

Why should we be afraid?
If this were the case,
There would be no United States.

The founding fathers were not afraid
To face imprisonment or death;
General Washington led the Continental Army
To defeat British tyranny of America.

And if the Electoral College had not been constituted,
Abraham Lincoln...

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Awhile back,
in the Dred Scott decision, 
SCOTUS denied rights of citizenship
to people of color
"as a subordinate
and inferior class of beings,
who had been subjugated
by the dominant race..."

So, we need not dig too deeply
to rediscover where straight white male supremacists
and systemic racist allies
might find our strongest
most toxic...

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It's the most significant day in Black American history
December 6,1865 the legal ending of chattel slavery
It was 157 years ago
When they finally let God's people go
 
In the year 1619 was when it all started
Africans from the Motherland were permanently parted
And when in 1787 the...

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The history of the two hundred year war
T'was blackness at it core

A Feudal Economic plan
It good conscience it couldn't stand

Thousands died in fields of waste
Quenching its bitter taste

Edits like Dred Scott
Its effect not soon forgot

Raiding maunders of the Klug Klux Klan 
Hanging trees and a...

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More of Horn Horrendous Haiku

new account create
we found success in our fate
and then celebrate

had been incumbent
of entire government
not sure what they meant

while we had been cursed
scenario which was worst
like a bubble burst

after hard had tried
always let God be my guide
He kept me in stride

errors in...

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Our lives are like sand....
Not lasting long....We are a hour glass as it stands, 
We are the enchantress that comes with a haunted song.
A goodbye turned all wrong,
Our once beating hearts in rhythm with the dead,
The chill of death....we do not dred,with the seeping of...

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IS the pulsing beat of your heart
the ACHE of your SOUL yearning to entangle itself with anothers.
It is all that captivates you.
We all hope, we want, we wish, we YERN.
How few, how so few found IT.
The fated star crossed lovers, torn apart always.
Societies rules, RULE.
Not...

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