Best Slums Poems

Porcelain doll, with a face so pretty 
a country gal, ran away to the city 
Worked in a bar, dancing on tables 
beat shovelling sh-it,...

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Herstory from Battlefields to Laboratories
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Beneath stardust's scattered gleam, 
Her-story, a comet’s tail, blazing across time.

Through seasons it molds
...Once hushed now bold
We rise, a...

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Written May '85 when I was 14

It's truly a shame in our day and time
that a child goes hungry: it should be a crime.
We say...

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And as the hills yonder 
Turned red from sunset rays
As darkness engulfed the valley
And the sweet sounds of birds
Rent the cool evening air

Our cows and...

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A Poem as a Tribute on Mother's Day Part 2

I was again charmed 
By the singing of Koyal’s song
As the Koyal was still singing her...

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The poet Marshall Mathers
whilst "Cleaning Out My Closet"
blasted with inquiry-

"Have you ever been hated on or discriminated against?
I have...''

Interesting enough
in these crooked times
it is impossible...

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Love and Pain
Decided to get married
I know it seems strange
For you would have expected
Love and affection to want to tie the knot
After all…they were similar
They...

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What knowledge do you have of my home?
Have you taken a walk through the cemetery?
Walking on my tracks, footprints of eternity.
Have you read about the...

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Lord forgive me she says she is on that sophisticated wine and dine, 
she says her lips are sweet, hips full bliss...

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My God does not sit just upon a thrown;
He lingers in the slums and the trenches of groans,
But He does not require arduous tasks to...

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Love, to you
nothing more than washed away graffiti, 
once dripping along the 
mismatched bricks of this worn facade
where tattoos mean forever . . .
even when...

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Loose Pocket Change



A whistle blew
And out went candlelight 
It’s wax ,cascaded and crystallized
It’s  tears, warm and heavy, emptied into the deep
A bouquet of wilted...

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Everything, stolen from her
Every last defense, vanished inside of her
She screams and moans into the rag
But nothing she shrieks can escape the gag
He pinned her...

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POVERTY IN AFRICA
Nzongi N.Mwero
Large population live in slums,
Youth unemployment looms,
Illiteracy looms,
Poor health standards zooms,
In Africa poverty has rooms

A protein starvation diseases on the rise,
Due to...

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Tattle cries are just as loud as battle cries, 
but the difference is 
tears from mannequins dry on untouchable skin. 
You may have a purpose,...

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