Best Percent Poems

“Pretty lady”, let me love you, take you places you’ve never been
All the pain you’ve gone through, I’ll make sure it don’t happen again
I promise to always comfort you, your burdens I will bear
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to prove to you I truly care!
As...

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One hundred percent, can you see it?
Maybe - imagine if that were a pool.
A pool of water maybe or a pool of blood? 
What power dictates true endeavour?
What justifies what stakes rise?

Perhaps we stand here in front of pure evil?
Perhaps it’s pure love we see...

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The One Percent

I have outgrown longevity
and poverty has taken the best of me
and now I am an indigent hack
I stopped  dying my long  hair black
it would wise to speed up my demise
to smoke , imbibe and pack away carbs
to swill the wines of...

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The things you do are not worthy of compliments.
I thought even someone like you would have more sense.
Sometimes I wish you would stay on the other side of the fence.
Inside your cranium, there does not appear to be much room.
That is why you have always...

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How sweetish it is, nothing can compare,
A rich, dense, and chocolatey creamy bite.
Taking a bite, like hugging a soft bear;
Though lack sugar it does it’s a delight.
Delicate texture one perhaps perceives,
A gentle yet stunning effigy seen.
Picturing figures you can’t misbelieve
This chocolate gives one a fuzzy...

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Look into the eyes of the suffering 
For a moment open your soul to 
The riches of you covetous love
Keep you blind from the future
And the loss of your vitality

Be wary of the truths 
Unknown to those who create the illusion of comfort
For no man...

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To get the life that is heaven sent, you have to give God 100 percent. Ninety nine 
and a half won't due. God is a jealous God. He wants all of you. Another tip in living 
the life that's true! 1-12-11...

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When I'm dead and 
gone I would leave 100 
percent.                     
When I could no longer 
use my back and 
bones I would leave 
100 
percent....

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Someone said to me 1% rule the world,
I refused to believe and insults they hurled.
Why get personal because I reject the ideal?

If you believe it use this time to talk facts,
insults suggest you have nothing valid that'll impact.
You have no stats or statistics,
no facts that...

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This country's wealth is owed to loans
A debit the public now owns 
We're told there’s no cost
But old lifestyles are lost
Over war and pork barrel bones

The public’s frail pockets they pick
Politicians and banksters trick    
And prime the nation  
With graft and...

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The Jesus I grew up with was all about love.
Was all about being human.
Was all about contributing what he had.
Was all about encouraging others to contribute what they had
and everyone was so into figuring out how to contribute
they didn't worry about getting stiffed.
And everyone got...

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Oh So you think your honest?
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My mind bows to the ethers; 
bends upon astral scapes.
There lay the challenge, yet unmet,
 and I stand not alone.

The interplay of souls on the astral,
is the training ground, of the spiritual warrior.
Translated into the mortal realm, it loses something. 

Mortals must learn to use...

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coney island
bay parkway
prospect park
sheepshead bay

place eighty percent 
of my ashes 
where they were once 
most happy

and twenty percent 
mail to the IRS
return receipt 
requested...

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I keep your time, so brief, all to myself;
It liquefied and forged in sheets of green,
And stamped with faces on historic shelf – 
The marbled Fathers' perch; they claim you’re free.

Those vultures from on high look down like gods,
Upon the carcassed wastelands they have wrought.
Perhaps...

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