Guevara Poems - Poems about Guevara

...I (A lone voice whispers) Do you still miss me before we were slowly destroyed and betrayed Would you tell anyone the truth of how we were played By the demon associated with jealousy ca......

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...{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full P......

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...Just because we can’t concur Doesn’t mean we can’t confer Yes, the world is in a mess But that don’t make me Rudolph Hess They state that soon in every street There’ll be the stomp of booted ......

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...Life is a diary waiting to be written Observe what is obvious what is hidden what is experienced what is felt A record of life by day by week by year by any moment Twelve diary disci......

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...I saw your grandmother in an old black and white photo it was in a silver frame, she was buck naked in a Buick, I thought: 'Hey you.’ I saw you on a `who's your baby-daddy' show you were in......

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... "The Silent Speakeasy" she guevara she sashay speakeasy monotone in neon poetry notes not belonging to diatonic scale of key chromatic passenger a new story sh......

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...I saw you grandma, you were buck naked in a Buick and I thought 'hey you’. I saw you on a `who's your baby-daddy' show, you wore a pic of the killer Ernesto Guevara on your T - I thought......

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...I saw your grandma she was buck naked in a Buick and I thought 'hey you’. I saw you on a `who's your baby-daddy' show you were in the audience. You wore a pic of the killer Ernesto Guevar......

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...Who remembers subway token, Nickel, penny, silver dollar Man who wrote his inuner story Was he stranger to the glory? Moonlight dust and darkness blurry Lipstick lost its cherry color Love t......

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...Revving the Ante She ploughs down the sidewalk on steeled chrome A free spirit victorious of sorts over senile dementia Got a quad-bike for her birthday and defeats her age Che Guevara bandan......

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...‘One has to grow hard but without ever losing tenderness.’ I did not know that my hero was a sex god as well But he wrote The Motorcycle Diary without any Zen ‘Every day People straighten ......

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... "Scarecrow" Worldliness in those who traverse poets’ re-edited edited re-edited thoughts; semicolan, pause their notes; Mark a lin......

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...Aspirations and desires he set out to reach, One day he will make it and they will all be rich, From a young age, he carried the burden, Searching for purpose through it all, Though it may seem l......

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... "Husk" 3 decades sucked out the marrow Swallowed yesterdays Spits out a Queen from the crumbling Tower Ten of swords High Priestess Tar......

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...It’s evolution and for sure we’ve come some automatic way since Darwin marvelled at volcanoes in Galapagos and still We proudly fight all wars to settle scores......

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