Best Wips Poems

Dirty am I, was I until Jesus Washed Me Clean
O’ but that I have been lost
Trapped incumbent to this storm
Tattered and bathed in my own sin
until Jesus came and washed me clean
Trapped incumbent to this storm
Dirty was I now I'm cleansed
until Jesus came and washed...

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In hell is called Malebolge a site
Completely made of ferrous color stones  
As almost all the rim around looks quite.

Of the malignant field the middle zones
Are the seat for a well much wide and deep,
Of which I will portray order it owns.

The remaining band...

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Hooming in the near lorizon, 
another girthday makes me bloomy
The yays, the dears are massing paster!
I am diserablly mepressed, and in a date of great sistress!
Age, you may agree, is rot for nissies!

More crinkles fill my worehead, more frowsfeet crame my face!
My shin is cagging,...

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 I am a Son of an African American
I run
my turmoils taints the history books
yet people give me evil looks
I run
I choose
Yet I am 
Black and blue, this is my physical hurt

Been given a name by my parents James
This is true yet still I'm black...

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FEAR


WHAT SCARES ME
FROM AS FAR BACK AS I COULD DREAM
THIS IS WHAT Fear has done to me
This is a verse, bout’ what is cursed..
What scares you?
Is it the crossing of a busy street?
What scares you?
Is it the meeting of someone new, different?
And what scares you...

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STREET CRIES

AM I ASHAMED OF ME 
SEE THE CITY WHERE I LIVE NOT OFTEN I SEE ME

MY JOB TEAM ONLY HAS ME 
THAT LOOK LIKE ME

IS IT POSSIBLE THAT I HAVE FORGOTTEN ME

WOMEN THAT I AM ATTRACTED TO SOMETIMES
DON'T LOOK LIKE ME
PEOPLE THAT I OFTEN...

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I AM A HERO
BLACK
Are you my kryptonite
To battle the powers that be
Discrimination, political 
Spirituals warfare
Sadly my powers that be ruled over me
I AM A HERO 
WHITE Are you my kryptonite
White supremacy, skinned heads
Wounded knees
Shaved cold stoned hearts
Sadly my powers that be ruled over me

I AM...

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QUESTIONS TO THE UNIVERSE- 

Hello, Universe are you God?
I AM
God you are… are you here?
I AM
What you are? Where and what are you?
I AM ALL THAT I AM
One of the many questions I have 
And what are you, are you the universe
I AM
You’re the universe…yet...

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I tranquility
I’m calm
I restfulness
I’m peace and quiet
Peacefulness I am
I quiet in quietude
I’m silence
I’m soundlessness a hush
I’m calm
In the calmness of the Lord
PEACE


Stillness still am I
Privateness seclusion in mine solitude
Isolation retirement
Freedom from interference
Mental calm in mind serenity.
I am at peace and forever be

in a larger sense,...

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the sudden hint of the early sun strokes the dove
the mid morning air swiftly wips threw the raven
the morning moves on the sky is no longer its love
the afternoon hunger grows on in draven

he was the shining star as she was the only losted
he knows...

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At the Doorly Zoo a well-trained guerrilla waves
It’s 3:00 am
Gorilla flung his manure like a combat soldier in guerrilla warfare
No one but the ground keepers are there, MAN DOES IT SMELL

The phone rings at 3:00 am
Do you know where the monkeys are?
In the trees most...

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Death is beauty only when it’s physical and your –
Soul and spirit goes to heaven
Ugly is beauty causing you to recruiting
Beauty is just a name
For the selfish
And the immune
Beauty is beheld
And I shall not behold
~
Beauty is the newborn winkled baby
Beauty is newfound land you enable
Beauty...

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Imperfection
Oozes from every wound
Making seen
Little girls'
Deadly defeat

Easily won
By any tried
Feeling worthy 
In the moment
But filthy just thereafter

So gullable
So stupid
So easy
So lucrative it seems

Yet no one understands
The hurt within
Just trying to feel worthy
Just trying to fit in
though she swore
One of those
She won't become
Here she is
Pleading one...

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Yon rock you represent me, once dust a mark or character used as a conventional representation of an object
No, do I worship thee
your function, or process, I admire so easily
rock is a sign
rock is a character
rock is a mark
rock a letter
Hieroglyph, a ideogram a thing...

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The sweet song they sing longingly awaiting sunrise
OR the drops dripping from  the sky

If you listen quietly you may be able to hear the
wind moaning in morn as it wips around the tree tops 
Never stop moving as it does

To hear the drops of...

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