Long Crated Poems

i am waiting for the right moment..
to tell the world that  i am not crazy..
to think and feel who i truly am..
i am who i was crated to live..
dare you try to stop me...

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ask me about my day as a sweeper today..
its hilarious to even tell this to all today..
the supervisor the power abusing man.
have fallen in love with me.. madly..
he cannot even take his eyes off me..
and...

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A stripped continent
N a input a dominance
Tried to feed a them a civilized consciousness
By rapin our history til the condem spilts
Held in bondages
Wonder where is the lord we suppose to be so fond of is
Black...

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In jungle wild lives a creature
so rare hardly ever seen
wanted by London zoo keeper
Only found in a deep ravine,

this creature is called a perary 
elusive, secretive, problematic
lifespan Unknown, very hairy,
always in hiding though nomadic,

this creature...

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Behind The Curtain Door
There's one in front,
          there's one in back,
Both keyless doors,
          with wooden latch,
All else...

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All creative thought’s start with our surroundings
From the trees, birds and water even the ground we walk on
Each and everything mankind has created
Has come from the earth itself

The ink we write with paint we paint...

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WANTS V’S NEEDS

I wanted the handbag, one for me and one for Darlene 
At 5.3 million apiece, I only had £50, imagine the scene

I would not say I am weak, when it comes to saving...

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I feel her wake, and I quake
Afraid...I'll make the same mistake
For goodness sake
My hands....
how they shake

I hear her low moan, and I groan
She'll rise from where she's been thrown
I'm not alone...never alone
I can't atone
for deeds...

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The thin black gauze does not obscure the eyes
Staring at me, one eye closed, one eye open; devoted
Grey metal pipes, exacting in their common goal,
Soon to erupt in justice, to carry out a sentence passed.

The...

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, italics , 
Skimming the blue

  Beneath the earth sleeping, silent to this day lay a squadron fit for heroes,
Crated and at prey, years of torment endured, destined for the skies,
Brave wings of might...

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Senior citizens 
Crated in old people’s homes
Discarded denizens
Wrinkled forms

Pivotal during heyday
Generating national growth
Beyond payday
Bestowing cloth

On backs of offspring
Pouring sweat day and night
Zip in their gait and spring
Delight and sunlight

In hearts of extended families
Fountains of love...

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Reborn, a Christian fallacy
dreams that have haunted me
left handed, what a shame
someone has to bear the blame

a teddy bear that never speaks
guards the child from attic squeaks
goulish figures of a mothers glow
a fallen angel I...

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During this unsettling time 
I find much relief walking 
beside the lemon grove.
I take my time on the 
same route every day. 

How the lemons 
and my life has changed. 

The trees have already flowered...

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These two old pups are near and dear;
I’ve kept them both throughout the years.
Lyra’s brindle, still cheetah-fast;
Lemony’s best years, in the past.
The thought of losing brings a tear.

When daughter schooled quite far from here 
and...

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I can remember so long ago
When we anxiously awaited
The very first flakes of snow.

Dressing warmly, just so-so
Our anxiety was unabated
I can remember so long ago,

A change in the status quo
Snow’s appearance is overrated
The very first...

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