Best Misappropriation Poems

The situation in my country is terrifying
I wish I can do something gratifying,
Selfishness and corruption by leaders are annoying,
No job,no food ,no water,in a land flourishing
with resources and its occupants are crying,
Mortality rate increases for many are lacking,
Diseases,malnutrition and social vices are thriving,
due to negligence,misappropriation...

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Perambulating in Jail

‘Hey you in the middle march on in median mediocrity’
No subversive elements needed no lateral thinking and
no thinking per se is required once you follow the crowd

‘No eccentricity get into that box until no box is required’
So-called traitors poets intellectuals struggle with blame
are...

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Race-Ism

What makes one man or woman better than another?
Should we think differently of those who adapted
to another environment and adapted another color?

If our differences are only skin deep as a tone
why do we unto our heritages
so dearly as if their our own

Why should I feel...

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What purpose do I choose to live;
remaining aloof from evil practice and intent?
What meaning can we find to live,
reversing "evil"
that could transcend our individual absence of identity?
Original Intent uncovers love-life's revolutionary invitation
into mutual belonging.

What is this integrating love, 
synergy, active peace restoring justice 
of mindful...

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It had been a hellish week.

On Monday
my lonely and tired AfricanAmerican husband
told me, as gently as possible,
that what I had hoped was a temporary separation
is to be extended into perpetuity.

This separation had been scheduled to terminate
when my Fetal Alcohol daughter turns eighteen
and can move into...

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Oh Arise! 
the city with wonderful natural resources
country where all are loyals 
Country where peace and unity are our watchwords 
leaders are serving in good manners 
masters and servants are truthful to themselves 
in seeing each other as brothers and sisters 
children future are care...

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White House



The man from the window peeped in the morning
Dreamed to send harm other fellow being
He snarled he is superior to all living
Because he showed his white hair.

Folks were present to bear whatever it comes
At last evening fell and dark prevailed in room
Message was wise...

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Heteronormativity in Jail

‘Hey you in the middle march on in median mediocrity’
                        No subversive elements needed no lateral thinking and
no thinking per...

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My love
so you have a history
has the past then written it indelibly
all things you think you should be
you respond to all those things
conglomerate
with all the things you think you perceive

And the world does not equate
nor does it equal your tears
or measure your pain
look around you...

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I wish to wake up and see a new world,
I wish to wake up and see a new system, 
A world free from ills and pills, 
A world free from corruption and misappropriation,
A world free from war and air strikes,
A world free from genocide and...

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The cup
The mauve coloured love
Filled with tea or coffee
Impish and flirty
Richly ripply
Indulgence in anarchy
Fascinatingly
A festival of crimson glee
Agelessly

A cup of happy time
Smile seated on sweet lime
Tempting me to crime
Of misappropriation for tasting rhyme
Between hungry life and beauty
Between desert and lemon tree
Whether you agree or disagree

Towards...

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You open the flood gates if you say
You come from the bush and are in power,
So beside your regular pay
Some misappropriation won't matter.

Billions may pass on your belt each day
And your heart, dangling in greed,
May say to you: "Rustic fellow, make hay
While you can. Only...

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Inches to dimes running out of time. Money, space, and a broken place are the only times I remember her face. Tonight I need your sweet caress and playing piano in the dark keep circulating through my sound cloud, and I just want to write...

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she carries the child on tired hips rested on chains ‘round her waist

wasted on freedom designed to serve a white man’s lustful desire

branded inferior as time repeats itself and the pain knows no end


a tattoo on her skin confirms her as chattel in self-righteous shackles...

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Death appeared in our relationship
The misappropriation of love was the cause

Someone I loved was drenched in solitude
We never really knew that both of us
Shoved each other away with misalignment!
Now we know that every action is important
We said things that was unnecessary 
And before we knew...

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