Best Profited Poems

~ My Primary Emotion~

Three days ago I decided to become heartless by
eliminating my Spirit and Soul I could not take
the agony anymore.

I urged my lawyer to come, he looked at me and 
asked, what is wrong? Gazing at him said, 
I don't regret committing that...

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The pre-dawn stillness was temporarily broken by the sound of crunching gravel as boots meet rock like an orchestra of timpani drums,  beating in unison as the wearers make their way to the iron steeds, sitting dormant in the chill of morning dew. ...

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...But the problem with apologies
is where exactly do we start?
The Aztecs took thousands of slaves,
and ‘praised their gods’ but cutting out hearts.
The Indians enslaved each other,
and settlers in the many wars,
but the Spanish enslaved them,
equal opportunity horror.
And the British enslaved the Irish,
three hundred thousand sent...

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'I have seen what the world has to offer and have indulged in its many guilty pleasures. I have enjoyed myself immensely but the end thereof was as bitter as gall.'

Through self righteous eyes I thought my ways were right
Pursuing after vanities and all that...

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Thaddaeus Haenke
A man of thousand talents
Scientist and musician

His heart belonged to the Indios
His grave will never be found

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Thaddaeus Haenke
Ein Mann mit tausend Talenten
Wissenschaftler und Musiker

Sein Herz schlug für die Indios
Sein Grab wird man nie finden

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Tadeo Henke 
Un hombre de  miles talentos 
Científico y músico

Tenía...

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We often lament long-term effects of slavery
on those enslaved across multiple generations.

Enslavement leads to addiction and codependent denial,
then is taught and mentored to enslaved children,
also separated from family and sold,
until third generations and beyond
were dressed in commodified adoptions
and creolizing adaptions
and fear
and anger
and despair
about not born...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Reparation
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: July/2014


Why  can't we 
get paid?

We want 
our
reparation,

for 
lost wages
of
our labor,

since
the
Atlantic Slave
Trade- began

Reparations
for pain 
and
suffering,

from being 
auctioned 
as 
commodity,

to
racist
White men -

We were sold 
off,

to 
different 
slave owners,  

displacing us
from our 
mother, father, 
sister, 
and 
brother, forever -

We demand
to be 
compensated,

for our
separation 
from 
family -

We want reparation
for
false imprisonment 
as slave's.

Why can't we 
get paid?

What we want
is
Retroactive Reparations -

It's the only 
way

that 
we can
catch up 
financially,

to 
the descendants
of 
white slave owners,

who profited 
from 
our hard...

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The artist curls her hair.

splashes the color with a lot of care,

she has to be fair,

and fashion should be in a simple manner,

the painting is then thrown to a rich trader,

so the painter has profited.

Not knowing whose hands it is onto,

but the owner is sure...

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*Author's note. I wrote this after watching the 2004 movie man on fire and wrote the feelings that I felt the main character Creasy had throughout the movie. Enjoy :)

I was in the deepest darkness
Hands stained with blood
I was but a shell of a man
Living...

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would you rather live in a 
totalitarian state which 
doesn’t dilly-dally round the
truth, pretending that citizens
have freedom, feeding them
the illusion that they will not
be crushed more & more 
each day & squandered by the
rich elite in charge, whose hand
on the button, whose police in
the pocket...

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I seen something weird the other day, for it's surely not funny
It's was about the sad desperate way of peoples love of money
Only the hearse and the U-haul behind, I couldn't help but see
How this man was so blind and that now he will never...

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$1.2 million

the british empire couldn’t do it
the soviet union couldn’t do it &
now the great big policeman of the world
is ready to finally
retreat with their tail wagging between their legs
all the way home
with the tax payers bleeding
from inside the domestic walls
paying over a million dollars...

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"Well hath Esaias prophesied of you hypocrites, as it is written" 
Yet the Pharisees were not at all shy in so being very smitten
As they had absolutely no clue as to whom had just spoke
It was our Lord and Savior and yet still nothing inside...

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the water in the teapot is boiling &
the top is rattling---
as the hot steam begins to bubble out
the piercing scream is coming---
14+ million out of work
no universal health insurance
foreclosures upon foreclosures
(just in time for the “holiday season”) &
the 
99%
have
had
it---
while the mainstream media does its best
to...

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I like Germany
I like the Germans
I have friends there
I worked for a time near Frankfurt 
And I visit Berlin often
It’s my favourite city
They are nice people
Friendly and welcoming
They share our hopes
And our aspirations
We are so alike
We have always been alike
Well almost always
There were dark days
When...

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