Ghettos Poems - Poems about Ghettos

...In the depths of the night, when the stars dim their light and dreams unfurl their wings, I venture to the hidden realms of the soul, where nostalgia weaves its web, Like a melancholic treasure gat......

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...O Benjamin, Since the seventh of October, you have marched— Through flame, through silence, Through lullabies silenced beneath dust. Still you cry terror, But the world sees toys buried beneath ......

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... I am the voice of your conscience You would bury my memory Erase me from your history books But I refuse to go away, I refuse to die Here I am today, thousan......

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...Beneath the sunlit dome of sky, Where whispers of winds and rivers sigh, Lies a shadow, a wound unhealed, The truth of mankind, long concealed. We stand, architects of dreams and light, Yet bu......

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...“If someone besides a black ever sings the real gut bucket blues, it’ll be a Jew. We both know what it’s like to be someone else’s footstool.” -Ray Charles Author’s note: this is a companion......

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...MEMORIES OF WAR In prison we turmoiled packed up cards to fall whilst they sucked genitals like bonbons a quartz on a table gleamed its knowing War torn ghettos with swollen stoma......

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... After nearly a year Hamas released four October 7th hostages. Unfortunately, they're all deceased tossed away, like ballast, from a sinking beast. Will they be mentioned at the DNC will the......

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..." But such is the way of the hood where everything's misunderstood there is an Missouri man who never seen a black squirrel he now lives in Omaha There are Undercover dark brown ninja......

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...If one was to poll Americans nation wide and ask them if they supported apartheid. Most would defiantly deny and say, but their our allies.. If we asked most Americans do we need a wall, to bar......

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... In the dark corners of their minds, lies hidden secrets and falsetto, falsety and masquerade blind. Humming to transcendental humanistic deities. Beating you down to the beat of their......

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... He slept for sixty years then woke up with a start For the life of him he couldn’t tell things apart Ghettos still all filled with blacks War everywhere he turned Young folks......

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...I’m a poet devoid of Cliff Notes dissection not my thing Don’t ask me to explain my words I’d rather hum and sing Explication penniless in ghettos of the word Where vagrants pu......

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...*On The Run* Hunted by my past, trailed by my shadow, Intoxicated by elixir of youth, I climb the ìrókò beyond the leaves. Wail of woes, dehydrated dreams Crushed in the battlefield of th......

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...you like history here you go, a list of their history in short 740. BC The Assyrians cursed them. 579. BC The Babylonians fell asleep and remained for about 60 years. 70. The Roma......

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...sometimes misconstrued in a fluorescent grove where malachite petals marry emerald blades verbose biting chews too close to the cheek among a confetti of bees amid undulating bumps of raw......

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