Long Compensates Poems

Some days I wake up 
Brush my teeth with anxiety 
And braid my hair with pain
There are days I chafe at my dark skin
As insults burn holes in my heart as I walk in
The school...

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I appreciate knowing nothing
    trying to let the weight of the world
 rest
somewhere out of sight
    viewable only through a glass tube
  or a scientific device operated with...

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Word from dream, the act of becoming, then woman
From Eve to Anat, the rib dribbled on the sand
Love and worship from dust of conviction life's promise claimed
And we from altar to grave turned, wounded and...

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When her shadow falls on yesterday,
And the memory erases the hopes and dreams,
Like faded stars in a warm, summer sky –
Her fickle heart makes its way through the night,
Breathing lonely into those minds, those lives,
Believers...

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there is a war within the mind that we do not understand 
the esoteric knowledge that invokes every man 

the human being is more then physical flesh and bone 
because the body of the spirit...

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When a young boy I was,

I equated ability with age;

The elderly must have, so I thought;

Age seemed to me all that counted;

I quested for the needful and the not,

Mama was a super being,

Papa was almighty...

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THE HATE YOU GIVE
By: Sikolwethu Mthethwa 

Shed a tear for the kids who never had a compassionate witness to all their pain
Caregivers quick to label them  dramatic or insane
Shed another tear for kids whose attempts...

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look in the mirror you prostitute

see what i see

you sleep with men for many reasons but none for love

you think it compensates for the pain

go ahead and spread your legs die more everyday

you mine as...

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Our picture frame window
Is garlanded with evergreen limbs
Twined in white twinkling lights pinecones and fairy bells
And outside
From the dinner time dark that is a week before Christmas
Santa waves

Lit up like a little lantern

The hope for...

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An aunt of mine
cheerful and cherubic
 holds no grudge against anyone,
 altogether she  is a  noble soul.

 obese, extraordinarily 
 huge, short, blunt,  
  a  moving bag of flesh,

She walks,...

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Black to Black and Black like that
There's Black exact.  Just this the
Black flag yeah not no ever subtract!
Why that? Cause just that we be
About the LOVE of the Blackest 
Free lancer.  Take charge...

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My mind turns Autumn, 
again

And my thoughts undress from coherence 
I can sense that my scarlett feelings 
Are trying to escape?
I was reading stars from my tea-cup
today
but conversing with future tends to sadden me
Did I...

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The world slows down.
That’s a good thing.
Priorities change, also good.
The rat race fades into memory.
It’s now time to appreciate things.
Let the next generation battle to climb the ladder,
keep their heads above water.
Time for walks with...

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time between seasons passes slow

Impatient we are as leaf buds grow
Carefree summer takes her time
A sudden chill - unwanted snow 
As  slowly the sun begins to climb

time between seasons passes slow

Crocuses bloom announcing Snowdrops
Daffodils...

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Air breathed in, thick with sorrow,
The night too dense with pain,
This sunrise barely compensates,
For battles fought in vain.
 
Care has taken up its place,
Behind her weary brow,
Drowning out the happy sound,
Of friendly laughter now.
 
The...

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The dim past houses warriors of yesterday
whose  lachrymose trail of tears 
continue to whet the sympathy of one diehard
dilettante commissar born and bred
upon the soil those indigenous Tribes 
(with that ill-fitting misnomer of noble...

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What is it about shopping that 
Appeals so to the women in my life?
And why can’t a man empathize,
Or plumb the logic found in “Book of Wife.”

Indeed the ideal clothes for men
Would be the ones...

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soothing music, the supreme, 
                   softest relaxant,
          gracefully...

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Crawling for many days 
my knees getting dark 
my hands losing its soft touch 
increasing anticipations on my mom's face 
still soiling my clean panties 
  
At last, my first step 
joy shooting across...

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Euphoria is grand
Not the drug induced brand
But the genuine high
When you’re ruling the sky
When your body pulsates
Nothing else compensates
Everything falls away
There’s no night and no day
Just that moment in time
When each touch is sublime
Your whole...

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Sight disappears, irrelevant as dust
determination makes one crazy or brave
snatching the light anyhow, is a must
sensing danger even if it is a wave
compensates for survival which is just
but not independent from an unknown grave
restlessness available...

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I quell amongst the dischord words rely,
Upon the sole revivals am I prone
cross function is a dismay from behind
foundations of a style I'd call my own.
It clearly seeths in others, having heard
myself who, in a...

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