Best Proudly Poems

PROUDLY TATTOOED 

Proudly tattooed I am for you,
I saw you going to have one too,
My ink is stained,
For I never feigned,
To have one alone, we are a crew!

Only your eyes will bear on it,
And mine on yours, so it is fit,
Will we become addicted?
O what...

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Seems I've never done a 'back-to-school' poem
     
      Why should I have? I never left ......

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And it will be served proudly

Shore to shore, long highways roam undignified
through heartlands of wounded fields, crying
overgrown long of factories closed,
unemployment, crime,  
homes foreclosed on, lives given to dust,
coughed in past dreams now dissipating
along barren horizons, where prosperity 
once flourished and visions found a...

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I am Black, Am Proud,
Not slack, but Smart,
As intelligent as Any Caucasian,
Africa gave life to other continents,
Let’s say She is the Cradle of Civilization.


You can’t underrate me, calling me a backlog for I 
Know that I am an Absolute Specimen,
Maybe you don’t know the African...

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American flag
Men, women freely signup
Freedom is not free






Nov. 11, 2012...

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Nobody decides the continent he comes from,
No one influences the nation he belongs,
No child ever choose his or her own family,
All happened by fate, or rather a divine arrangement.

I am from Africa the origin of life,
Nations of the black people,
Homeland of heroes now and heroes...

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Judge me, all ye judges
All ye, without guilts.
Spit your verdicts
I'm prepared lick the muck.
.
Point fingers at me
Men with polished nails.
Condemn me
Men with vile tongues.
.
Guilty!
I plead
To all charges
Levied at me.
.
I desire sanctions
Appropriate measures, ruled.
.
'I was  asked out
As a life long mate
I concurred
For I was yet...

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Yes I am African,
And proud to be one.
Yes I am black,
And from the third world,
Full of hunger and 
drought,
Poverty and doubt,
Lack of opportunities and 
all,
But am I not alive?
That is enough to love my
motherland.

My hoolahoop may have 
been an
old bicycle tyre,
My dining table around a...

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In the dark
Beyond the reach of light
When the day is clothed in black cover
And color, height and size exit the stage
When all, without exception is levered
By the highest commonest decimal of nudity
Devoid of illusion of furs and feathers
Tempting the eyes of shamefulness and shamelessness
In dead...

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Once more stirs the leafless wood
As the wind of winter blows--
Not at all the place for these:
And yet proudly pink, she grows!

~Mel~...

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do you live in an empire like i, that
denies its adults the right to use drugs 
that it can’t control & in the same breath,
fills its children full of “medications” 
deemed appropriate by psycho****ingmaniacs 
who follow in B.F Skinner’s footsteps, 
“treating” 
younger & younger children
like...

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I shall begin 
   where belated endings start,

      in sun-bleached bones 
         of late lessons hardly learned.


         And I shall end 
...

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I ‘m the ecstasy of unborn hopes and dreams
The frankincense in the moon
The tide in the ocean
I’m the reason for the morning
The pathway that leads to life
I’ m the epitome of wonders yet to be known

I’m the reason why the world will laugh and smile
I’m...

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An old soldier was sitting on a park bench
When I happened to stop and rest awhile
He said I’m getting weary of these days
As I see my old comrades fade away

He looked at the poppy I was wearing 
You know your poppy should be worn with...

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So Proudly Trump Failed

When down everyone Trump again hailed,
Said to them so proudly I have failed;
Had to admit,
Together forget;
Down under bills sank and not sailed.

James Horn

Without Trump, the Reporter's Supper
was great. 

Trump like a swan is a Trumpeter;
Loud noice and fat neck have to endure....

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