Liberian Poems - Poems about Liberian

...i am making love in this poem. my hands worshiping her feet like a god. her smile is where i want to sit & grow old in her belly. maybe, i should tell her a story. of how the ocean tides ris......

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...& death swallowed my grandmother when i was twelve. there are some memories that hunt you while asleep & some spill goosebumps on the fabric of your skin. i lost count of the nights i pour tea......

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...It was a time of great and exalting excitement, Until the country was again up in arms and agitation. The war was on, Indeed tough and elusive, Era has made it way; The melody of birds singing i......

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...Liberians hear my cry We are black yet dresses like whites We mock God by not been satisfy With what we are been given Liberians hear my cry We cry for justice from the whites We accuse......

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...Upriver - a place where she goes to fetch water and firewood Hair is neatly decorated with a collection of cowries and coins Stretch marks that cover the entirety of her growing belly Beauti......

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...If beauty was a person, it would certainly be a Liberian girl Behind those dark clouds, she is an angel yet to be seen Her smooth natural skin resembles the red earth Her lip is a place wh......

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...Much I marveled the splendid beautiful jewels of Taylor I heard the Liberian, tall regarding of her gold; Eagerly I looked for the Alexander Baylor; Envied here for evermore precious rubie......

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...Dear Mike, I just wanted to touch base with you and write how I feel at this moment. While you were here, you taught us so much. I still play your songs because I like THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL th......

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...Make the scales balance Venus in Libra The realm of crashing waves of cardinal qualities Rising elements of Vim and Vigor A zest of love and life filling individuals The magnetism of a blossomin......

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...The search for love is never black or white. I'm just looking for a pretty young thing. It's human nature to desire what is right. Forget Billie Jean, girl ......

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...By Elton Camp Of Ebola, sensible persons are scared There was time in the US to be prepared For decades the virus has been known How to control has clearly been shown Working in a crude Li......

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...By Elton Camp She was weak from vomiting and diarrhea Blood ran from her gums onto her teeth Her husband and sons had died horribly Only she and daughter Anne remained The whimpering child......

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...(Note: Dedicated to the memory of Michael Jackson, the legendary music artiste who impacted all who knew his musical accomplishments, and who love his songs.) ----------------------------------------......

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...If you don't build your dreams someone else will hire you to build theirs. I want to change the world, if not, a part of it. I need to make a difference in someone elses life. It's fact ......

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...Australian by paper Liberian by blood Liberia is my motherland Liberia in my round hips that they criticis of not being worthy of "beauty". Liberia in my big lips that will forever speak ......

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