Fratricidal Poems - Poems about Fratricidal

...They captured and tortured my humanity. They believed slavery and colonization would slaughter my Africanness. Their heirs now ask me to sing praises of assimilation and integration, To become yet......

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...I am a child of war, misery, anger and suffering. I grew up with sadness, uncertainty and anxiety. I took refuge in solitude to avoid human bestiality and its hypocrisy. My distress illuminated......

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...I was born in the odds, I lived through it, dotted the lines on my path I was born among hyenas, these scrambling to stiffen the last breath, Amidst hurts and hate first from home, A lot c......

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...My dreams became galling To my fratricidal brothers My father's favor appalling Birthed from different mothers "The master of dreams is coming." Down the cistern they tossed me Their plan to ......

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...Should I not shut my lips Over what one rarely naked strips? The dirty that should first be washed, Then perfumed, before at them rushed… All that which for eternity mustn’t be revealed; My lasc......

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...Thankfully wife as helpmate available, when yours truly feels unswell her tender loving care can spell relief afflicted which she can hopefully quell but spouse of mine, he doth not aim to overse......

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...Generally dreads the kitchen: The incalculable losses it occasions one’s image. Often with fried, oily chicken: A company that doesn’t anything damage! For all early morning jogs promptly ready! ......

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...What sustains life are sacred values, so what cannot sustain becomes pathological. Matriarchy is about nurturing and care-giving, protecting life and conserving cooperative energies; yet that i......

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...Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 21 Would Hindus see in Paris kill Siva’s* will Who’s show is this: Puppeteer or puppet’s Kali-Yuga* dragging hind legs to standstill Callow kid......

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...Time's natural spaces, a universe of footprints in remembered places. Need kicks me in the ass and head. Trauma iafterflows, undertows, crashing carnage with runaway horsepower. Want is......

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...Villanelle : Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far All things cling together only to tear one another apart Yet nothing’s......

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...We live in strange times, my brother men make money with war dances and occupation... Do you not see the bombardments and the pillaging? Under the boot you are worn out, these days ......

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