Dezi Freeman we are told killed two police
Wounded another, disturbing much peace'
Took a woman hostage and three kids
Message from the media, who from the police
Get their bits.' Meanwhile they hold Mali and
Consider her charging.yet she was not a hostage and where
It was said.' Not really clarity enlarging, how were
The kids treated after a fearfull experience' just thinking it through
Dezi was taking Andrews ex- state premier to
The law court.' He's an lgbt advocate? Of some
Sort..Rumours of child abuse historical they say'
Is Andrews extra squeeky clean.? He's been
Around anyway..Didn't he have a collision a young
Boy on a bike, reported 45 minutes later, drove off
Then back.? So some claim.' And that they do not
Like' will Mali be able to keep the children? Ir have
There been subtle threats? Comply or they'll be taken? I wonder what will come out next.?
O free man, you live with ease,
Unfettered by restrictions or disease.
Your mindset, so unburdened, true,
Keeps you from the things that ensue.
But do not let your freedom bring,
A careless way of doing things.
Though you're not bound by law or fear,
Do not make your actions appear,
Unscrupulous, or full of spite,
For then your freedom will take flight.
So guard your freedom, with care,
And let your actions be aware.
That though you are unbound and free,
There are limits in life, so you can see.
There is no…
African American history,
Native American history,
Irish American history,
Italian American history,
German American history,
Chinese American history,
Hispanic American history,
or White American history
There is only American History
—and Morgan Freeman got it right!
(Grantham New Hampshire-February, 2017)
Tendrils that soothes the river bank,
on a gloomy day - askance look,
hangs high like steam on their faces.
What begets this - a synergy? Myriads of thought runs aloof our threshold!
Celebration brawls our inner minds;
for the ecstasy is known,
purging feelings like an erractic wave!
Who thought of this - Gods among men?
Omelette of colours are born;
its' sight - a gory!
The feeling - a crawl down our spine!
Aye, we must rejoice for it?
Aye, for we bask in the euphoria of our ignorance!
There is no African American history,
or Native American history,
or Irish American history,
or Italian American history,
or German American history,
or Chinese American history,
or Hispanic American history,
or White American history...
There is only American History,
--- and Morgan Freeman got it right!
(Grantham New Hampshire-February, 2017)
In writing this down, to not make you frown.
Pretend all is good, as all stories should.
The story to unfold, of a tale yet untold.
Long ago glory, of hardened men and some gold.
This all came at cost, morals, values all lost.
The hero would be, a dark man, not yet free.
Born into the chains, from far desert plains.
The men took him to slave, to work till his grave.
Day and night he did toil, for their gold from the soil.
Day and night did they drink, their souls starting to stink.
As the months turned to years, the dark man shed no tears.
For the hardened men fought, over the gold they had sought.
And one day when he woke, a voice inside him, spoke.
It made perfect good sense, a plan to jump, fence.
Yet his plan to be free, came easy you see.
For the men and their greed, did one day, make bleed.
In a drunken fit brawl, from spent guns did they fall.
And the dark man did see, that for once he was free.
For all of that gold, as he worked for when sold.
To these hardened men bought, to dig the gold they had sought.
Was all his to be, and set sail on the sea.
To back home to the land, from where he did stand.
Long time ago, once more a free man.
SHM
You Don't Control Me.
I Am Not Your Bowing Slave.
I Am A Free Man.
Even Though You Seek Control,
You Know You Cannot Break Me.
when it is sincere
there's nothing else more power
full than 'couragement
~~~~~~~~~~~~
thanks, my friend, agape and namaste ~N
Marriage
Beneath the moon two lovers share their dreams.
Before daylight blinds an eternity of sunbeams.
© July 12, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Look at me; I am so successful!
I am nothing save for Jesus' blood!
Have no god before Me
Love God first then your neighbor
If you love Me, serve widows and orphans.
Why thank you Bill for tagging me
To write a poem for soup family
I love it here, i'm having a ball
My dream is to inspire all
I've made great friends along the way
Such talented soupers, i must say
A place where you can truly be
Expressive in your poetry
A place where you just have to show it
Because just like you
I am a poet!
That One, Parts Red Sea
This One … Now Points To Set Free
Moses’ Poetry …
- - - - - - - -
Because Of Your Shining Faith-Light
Day and Night
Always On
Truck-Drivin' Home
On Highway (or) Space
You Share God's Grace
That Circle So Bright
(Just Like MoonBee's Light - smile)
God Bless You Moses
MoonBee
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