John Brown Poems - Poems about John Brown

...[[X][x][X][X][X][X][X]] [ ] Albeit, a riddle and true, happenstance quietude, privacy absolute of two, monarch, and servitude. ( ......Read the rest...

...____________________________________________________________ It is the persona naught beseech favors from those four elements Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire for the restora......Read the rest...

...John Brown died in 2019, it's sad and it's true. If he hadn't died, today he would've turned 52. We met at Bean Station Elementary School in 1979. We quickly became friends, he was a buddy of mine......Read the rest...

...Ol’ John Brown sang a pitiful tune He went to his reward all too soon Fought for a good cause Without undue pause And they strung him up at half-past noon. written Ja......Read the rest...

...If John hadn't died because of drugs, he would've turned forty-nine today. If John hadn't died, his fiftieth birthday would've been just one year away. The paramedics had planned to perform CPR but......Read the rest...

...Victoria, queen, as a youngster quite lean, had nine children and grew rather fat, but Albert and John Brown both loved her like that! for Andrea's clerihew contest......Read the rest...

...JOHN BROWN John Brown Abolitionist found Against slavery Non-prejudicial nor in bigotry 1/9/18 By James Edward Lee Sr.......Read the rest...

...I have something to tell you in all of its glory. It's about a man and woman named John and Phyllis and it's a love story. Phyllis is handicapped and John takes care of her. She's the love of his ......Read the rest...

...It's time to shock the system It's leavin' us behind The company the government Left us down the mine My great-great-great grandfather Up in Harper's Ferry town Swinging from the gallows ......Read the rest...

...When ole John Brown died He appeared at the pearly gates Just before his meeting with Saint Peter, he noticed that he Was still dressed in his old tweed Jacket, boots, and his big white Beard......Read the rest...

...Lewis crept into Harper's Ferry at cool dawn's light in '59 with angry John Brown, pursed keen and unkempt to bleed over his shawl, then died for his wife Mary, grew old and gray and left that stain......Read the rest...

...Land of the free Home of the slaves The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate Amongst the soil where they were slain I’m hearing their struggle I’m feeling their pain I can’t imagine being ......Read the rest...

...John Brown, John Brown, where are you now that we need you? Bodies free, minds enslaved, we need a spiritual terrorist. Chains of ignorance, shackles of racism, handcuffs of dogma, need to be ......Read the rest...