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Father Francis

...Father 
Francis
fried 
five 
fishes 
for 
four
 favoured
 Flamboyant
 families
 from
 far 
 Favela
 farms.

10-26-2019
Contest:Tautogram poems sponsored by Eve Roper....

Categories: favela, humor, relationship,
Form: Tautogram

Unquotable Quotes: Xlix - Tongue Teasers

...UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: Tongue-Teasers - XLIX

« Third Degree » is when you add « Insult to injury ».

If you take everything everybody says with a « pinch of salt », we’ll soon be able to drink oc...

Categories: favela, humor, irony, race, word
Form: Epigram

Lagos

...ISALE EKO  (LAGOS)

A rooster of discrete tongues
Culture, tradition
Where,
Zillion specters resonate
Quantum croak.
Cock crow,
Erupts whirl, barge at Alaba
Descry of sea of soul cases
Kibb...

Categories: favela, africa,
Form: Blank verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Planet of Pain

...Kids dying for diamonds in Sierra Leone,
Innocent civilians killed in Iraq’s warzone.
Indigenous tribes removed from their lands,
Children in the Congo losing legs and hands.
Arms companies still...

Categories: favela, conflict, corruption, humanity, hurt,
Form: Rhyme

Jhaine In a Favela, I Think

...Jhaine in Brazil, I think
closest I can figger
'cause, we don't share some language
probably a generational thing
I suppose

many words I don't understand
many of the words
she writes
like m...

Categories: favela, anti bullying, autumn, baby,
Form: Free verse

Copla Cincuenta This Bad Guy World

...COPLA CINCUENTA: This Bad Guy World

Favela children see no World Cup
Their dire distress kept under lid:
Sick bodies sour

Watch the kicked ball in a toss up
Fun wars to buttress count...

Categories: favela, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Child Poverty

...Child Poverty  

“I wish I wave will come take me
out to the sea, and I wish I were 
a mermaid with a rock of my own.
The girl of twelve smiled as not 
quite believing her dream.

From the favela in ...

Categories: favela, child, dark,
Form: Verse

That Kid I Saw In Rio

...That kid I saw in Rio,
I can’t forget him,
He hung on my arm, amidst overpriced, flashy hotels,
Past the nightclubs and dazzling neon lights,
That draws tourists like flies to a cottage porch lig...

Categories: favela, adventurehope,
Form: Narrative