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Premium Member March 1969 my first grade class was the only class honored to attend Abraham Lincoln Home

No fear of threats from vicious 
Peter Gargano knights of kkk 
Threatening my life for attending 
that 1969 Civil rights field trip
my father Civil rights advocates 
political leaders gather 
as we awaited the trial 
way buses to board 
my first grade class 
was the only class 
honoured to attend 
because excellent 
grades and we were 
the entertainment 
choir members thirty 
one 1st graders my 
mom and dad was 
so proud of me no
cousins or sisters or 
brothers no  identity 
thieves Jamaican 
immigrants from tampa 
definitely no mexican 
 violent offenders from 
delicia chichihau mexico 
born in 1980 committing 
home invasions for corrupt 
junk sick cops very sad place 
in America truly sad these 
violent offenders and corrupt 
cops threatening my life 
obsessed with my poetry 
my life 1969 Abraham Lincolns 
home my first grade class was 
the only class selected throughout 
Chicago i will never fear intimidations 
threats from domestic terrorists 
with badges discrimination 
hatred of me fir being the child 
of a civil rights advocates being 
a child of a the black panther party 
1969 fred hampton breakfast 
program I wore wires pregnant 
buying weapons and drugs from 
corrupt junk sick cops today 
these corrupt officers crave 
my death attempting to extort 
my poetry for Peter gargano 
criminal group breaking in my 
home reading my diary about 
my 1969 field trip sorry your 
Mexican imposter wasn't 
even born your Jamaican 
imposter wasn't even born 
this was peters game to 
murder me and impersonate 
me with immigrants because 
he hates blacks he burns blacks 
alive he frames blacjs extort 
blacks he hires blacks to 
unearth blacks he hires corrupt 
junk sick cops to terrorise 
threatening fbi informants 
confidential human sources 
he ignited a car bomb in my face 
i am truly blessed that my first 
grade class was the only class 
chosen to attend only because 
I sang in the chior I got to sing Marian 
Anderson’s hymn were the only class 
we felt so special liberty and justice for all 
lift every voice and sing very very exciting 
such an honor to be chosen to sing
           let freedom ring
Form: Kyrielle


Premium Member Abraham Lincoln



“Whenever I hear anyone arguing for slavery I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally.” – Abraham Lincoln

He worked to abolish slavery
Left his mark on the USA
His heart was filled with bravery
To God he did always pray

He wasn’t simply a president
But thought up ideas filled with hope
America he chose to represent
With appreciation for ones who cope

He listened to the wisdom of God
Discovered in the Bible’s good words
Valued the people who did love
With hearts music felt as songbirds

He was born in a log cabin, so old
Raised on the wild frontier long ago
Was too wise to ever allow himself sold
To any idea that didn’t allow him to grow

Abraham Lincoln knew that the truth
Was always better to give the public
And he was so sure, a living proof
That goodness can be found in the republic




Abraham Lincoln Quotes

•	“Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.” ...
•	“Whatever you are, be a good one.” ...
•	“Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?” ...
•	“America will never be destroyed from the outside. ...
•	“My Best Friend is a person who will give me a book I have not read.”


YOUR FAVORITE PRESIDENT (President's Day Project) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS 
January 9, 2021
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member It's a Crying Shame

George Washington would never believe it and call it a crying shame. I have observed the prohibition of prayer in public schools. Free speech is not free but is for sale to the highest bidder. Moreover, there is an attitudinal atmosphere suggesting that any speech that is not my own should be abridged, censured, or abolished. Traditional norms and family values are dropping like flies under the spell of pesticides. The Bible is considered to be narrow-minded hate-speech. I have seen people terrorized, their civil rights decertified and denied. Moral values have been devalued, set aside, and liquidized; Constitutional rights are diluted, disputed, and no longer solidified. Whatever happened to the great 'thinkers'?  I have noticed the terminal illness and demise of noble ideas. Education is being replaced with political persuasion and propaganda.                                                                           

Abraham Lincoln would never accept it and call it a crying shame. Minority rights are being revised, realigned, reassigned, and redefined. I have witnessed human rights ignored, disregarded, and not prioritized. The cultural revolution is forging ahead in jet-propulsion speed like there is no tomorrow nor time of reckoning. Belief in evolution is man's best hope for a future without accountability. There are no absolutes nor need for resolution. Majority rights are brought into question, unguaranteed, and in retreat. Equal rights are desired but unclarified, undefined, and unobtained. I have beheld the orchestrated disappearance of common sense, and before long we shall be worry-free because 'Big Brother' will always come to our defense. Alien rights are well protected, highly promoted, and unwisely provided. There is a free admittance of subjectivity and the utter rejection of objectivity. I started to weep when I realized that sanity is being burned at the stake. I'm hoping and praying that we return to our senses before it's too late.                                                           

07062018PoSoupContest, Personal Favorite Poem Written In 2018 Poetry 
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire, 5P

Premium Member Franklin Delano Roosevelt

Franklin Delano Roosevelt,
White House is where he dwelt.
He did three long terms,
“Set term limits” congress confirms!




January 23, 2019
Contest:Educate Me with Humor - Leader 
Clerihew 








Franklin Delano Roosevelt (/'ro?z?v?lt/,[1] /-v?lt/;[2] January 30, 1882 – April 12, 1945), often referred to by his initials FDR, was an American statesman and political leader who served as the 32nd president of the United States from 1933 until his death in 1945. A Democrat, he won a record four presidential elections and became a central figure in world events during the first half of the 20th century. Roosevelt directed the federal government during most of the Great Depression, implementing his New Deal domestic agenda in response to the worst economic crisis in U.S. history. As a dominant leader of his party, he built the New Deal Coalition, which realigned American politics into the Fifth Party System and defined American liberalism throughout the middle third of the 20th century. His third and fourth terms were dominated by World War II. He is often rated by scholars as one of the three greatest U.S. presidents, along with George Washington and Abraham Lincoln.
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Thomas's Procrastination

"You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today," Quote by Abraham Lincoln,

They say, "Do not wait until tomorrow what you can do today."

   Mindful of laziness, Thomas always puts off what he can do today for tomorrow, for tomorrow is a new day. But tomorrow never comes. He lies under the trees in his hammock, playing video games on his cell phone and catnapping all day instead of fixing the hole in the roof. Later that day, a rainstorm is moving in from the field. With the scent of rain in the air and gray clouds nearly closing in, Thomas in haste jumps out of his hammock. Running into the garage in a hurry, he gathers a tarp, a bag of nails, and a hammer. Thomas ambitiously climbs the ladder to temporarily seal the hole, but the rain is moving too fast with the push of the wind. With the drumming of the rain and the striking force of the wind, poor Thomas is having a rough time. Not a single nail was struck into the tarp to keep it in place. The tarp was lifted with a capricious swirl and was airborne like a kite, with Thomas gripping tight to one end, then descended upon the ground, with water seeping into his home. 

leaky skyward hole
physical laziness seed~
ill consequences
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haibun


Premium Member Honest Abe

Honest

Wrestler, self-taught lawyer, eloquent writer/orator, and man of integrity.

Son of Nancy Hank and Thomas Lincoln; beloved stepson of Sarah Bush.

Lover of books, animals and a good joke!

He felt empathy for the downtrodden and sadness, yet the need to persevere.

He feared slavery’s expansion, the collapse of democracy and failed leadership.

He wanted feedom for the slaves, freedom for women and a better world.

Born in Kentucky, he gained experience in IL., and fulfilled his destiny in D.C.

Abe



(Dedicated to my Hero, Abraham Lincoln. He also wrote a little poetry!)
Form: Bio

The Documented

The Whitehouse is bracing itself,
interlopers are everywhere.
Not since the times of Abraham Lincoln
has the house been so full
of unwelcome visitors.
The Presidents chef is at his wits end
the throng needs feeding,
they are hungry for answers
and Spam sandwiches will not do.
They are squatting, raising tent cities
among the colonial furnishings.
Our leader is about to make a statement,
a speech about our secure borders,
and how Right Wing Extremists
continue to spread disinformation.
The FBI is of course standing by
their guns drawn
ready to bus them back
to the heart of America
where they came from.

Premium Member Inventory


"You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today." - Abraham Lincoln

They say the environment is so essential,
The rivers, the trees and the woods…
Yes, the environment does have potential
But the babies, oh the babies, their childhoods!

When they seek those who weep for trees,
Do they remember the wombs that conceive
Wombs that are raped by scalpels with ease
Remember the babies, oh how my soul does grieve!

They say that our land deserves respect
The forest, the water, the oceans and fish
Yes, I agree that none of this is perfect
But what of the child who never gets a wish?

When they stare at the sunset with such awe,
Can they forget the miracle that created each child,
The miracle of birth before abortion, the flaw
Comes from forgetting conception is where he first smiled

They forget, yes forget, despite all the regret
That the first fingers and toes are molded
In the womb, where there should be no threat
This womb should be the safest home, a babe enfolded…

There in the womb, in a mommy’s belly
Where love is first known, where hope is felt
You can see it all by using ultrasound and jelly
Knowing that when you see, the hardest heart shall melt

Never forget, the womb is home to a human
Not just a fetus or cell, but a babe who can feel
To take away this life is nothing but inhuman
Before taking a life, humble your heart and kneel.

I have no doubt inside, that God would say “don’t kill”
That little one is meant to live a life, a story
Don’t allow their blood to be on your hands, don’t spill
This blood of a child that is more than a clinic’s inventory!
Form: Rhyme

Mothers "r" Us

Abraham Lincoln once said, "all that I am I owe to my mother"
as each of us is the product that comes from no other
your morals, your values and some of the ways in which you act
originate from your mother and how she raised you in fact
most mothers are gentle, loving, nurturing and very kind
they're the first person in your life that helped to shape your mind

In the book of Matthew a Cannanite mother was mentioned
she was a good mom whom for her child had the best of intentions
but a problem developed with her child and the first thing she did was pray
but when the situation got worse she went to seek Jesus right away
she went before Jesus and made known her request
but Jesus told her of her people He did not address
she went before Jesus and got down on her knees
she begged Him to help her child who had a dire need
she addressed Him as Messiah, she affirmed His Godly appointing
Jesus saw in her a great faith and then gave her daughter an anointing

Ask and you will receive if you truly believe in God
and He may give you the desires that are in your heart
seek and you will find Jesus the Christ, your Savior
and pray that He will bestow upon you a miraculous favor
trusting and believing that He is the Anointed One
knowing and accepting Him as God's only begotten Son
that Cannanite mother possessed a tremendous faith
and for her child she did whatever it would take

At first the Twelve Disciples told Jesus to send her along
Jesus got caught up in the culture and realized that was wrong
He displayed a bit of humanity when the Jewish card He played
but that Cannanite mother was most determined and from her purpose she would not stray
persistent in her pursuit and praise she stepped to Jesus and His divine mission
and after all was said and done He reversed His initial decision
and with His miraculous and Godly powers
that Cannanite child was healed within the hour

Great was her faithfulness for in God she truly believed
that by praying, praising and worshipping Him all she asked for she would receive
Mothers "R" Us and for our children we'll get down on our knees
to pray to God to help our children in their times of need

Telling White Lies

Telling "White Lies"

My mother got born November
thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five
within poverty stricken household
of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest
(most mollycoddled) of four siblings,

experienced grinding poverty, no
matter maternal grandfather (Moishe
Kuritsky), a tailor he lacked drive
to support his family two parents +
remainder offspring, he helped sire

lacked positive role models, none the
less gumption taught her to strive
at tender age livid with rage to escape
caricature living poor, thus sought
employment when/wherever sheik hood

if necessary fibbed to survive
plus rash of healthy nurturing, and
absolute zero constraints, perhaps five
or thereabout years old attested
much later, suspected her papa did jive

with unspeakable improper behavior
(nobody dare discuss taboo issues),
yet intuition awoke within immoral
conclusion Harriet Kuritsky did arrive,
and perhaps resorted to stretching

the truth (fibbing a "white lie") the only
recourse available plied sweet innocence
knowing little or nothing about birds
feathering their nest, nor little about
buzzfeeding activity in beehive

naivete flirtatious coyness advantage worked,
I bet young thang did connive
and probably never did contemplate,
deliberate, generate and wrongdoing,
where mother of necessity spurred

angelic demureness strategy to contrive
securing bare necessities, hence fast
forward, when unsolicited advice given
to this sole son, or either sibling, (an older 
& younger sister) tactics upbringing did deprive

ma mum of positive role models, hence
only blueprint to acquire essential needs
serendipitous series of unfortunate events
before Lemony Snicket did derive
school of hard knocks, (I do believe
formerly called Abraham Lincoln High)

rather than impugn, judge, revile, et cetera
kernels/nuggets of wisdom memory did revive
within my mind for rhyme, nor reason
blunt honesty, not always best policy
despite ten commandments
to husbands with many a wive.
Form: Ballad

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