History Epic Poems

In a land where shadows linger long,
A tale unfolds of a people's song.
Apartheid's chains, a cruel embrace,
Enslaved hearts in a divided space.
Kindred souls, with no...

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Black is not evil, It's a Style so grand
A beauty that's been hidden from our sight
No longer to hid our precious hand
and question Who we...

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...The days went by, and not that much changed,
Black Ken’s gang ruled with orders deranged,
bled people’s coin, every day the same,
and I could just stand...

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A sheriff I was in a small town,
seen fifty years, and earned no renown,
when Black Ken and his gang did come down
to Mick Callahan’s big...

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Thief to rule
Africa 
We are Like a donkey 
in the rivers of water
Yet we remain so deeply tasty
What is exactly the colour of our problem
Or...

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Front line 
So many good men has gone so soon 
So many humble and royal men 
Are buried in shame
So many men has died 
For...

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The singers sing of me,
Of my trials and my triumphs,
Of the battles I have faced,
And the victories I have won.

They sing of my journey,
Of the...

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...They even claimed that Diaz died,
cut down by Smith’s swift, steady hand,
but Ramsey was nowhere near there,
did not go down amongst the damned.

Instead he was...

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...Then he could see it, the boils,
on their neck and wrists, bright and red,
he felt an itch on his own back,
and felt a cold moment...

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...But Mains just shrugged, then said, “Let’s go.”
offered the wrists to his bandittos.
Two of them led the man away,
Diaz fumed more watching him go.

Denied the...

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Now I know you’ve heard the story
of how I all was way back when,
when cowboys rode with Indians
near our small town of Buzzard’s Bend.

Not long...

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The Sardauna, the prince
 Champion of the masses
 The leader of the North
 The defender of the realm
 Princely yet accessible

 The Prince Royal
 The...

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VII.
It was one year, minus a day,
when Reg ventured back to her home,
he’d gotten work running cattle,
all over Nevada did roam.

But the whole time he...

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VI.
Reg looked from the dinner table,
heard the door take a hard pounding.
Jolene frowned, said, “He sounds sober…
He’s much worse when he doesn’t drink.”

But Reg knew...

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V.
Reg did nothing but embrace her,
it seemed like the right thing to do,
she said, “Let’s just go back to bed,
it’s much nicer lying with you.”

The...

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