Long Detonator Poems

I’m A “Street Fighter” 
You see the “Wings” CHUN 
LI
“BRUCE WAYNE”
 “LEROY”
“LU”
KAME
“THE LAST DRAGON BREATHS”
You don’t want “NUN”-CHUCK
NORE IS ANY ENTITY
Check my IP MAN
my Impulse 
 “Ki”
I’m the “1ONE” Fearless 
Jackie’s First Strike “Unleashed”
In a...

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I'm in charge here 
I am your chieftain.....your Lord and Master                        ...

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Several threats poured in my 
mind was dizzy I knew killers 
were trying to end my life
since the failed attempts 
several shootings car bombing 
my mind focused on my 
wearing wires pregnant buying 
weapons and...

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I’m tired.
Not the kind you sleep off—
the kind that settles in your bones
like a storm that never passes.

I’m tired of checking the volume
of my laughter
like it’s a detonator.
Of reading the room
like it’s a battlefield—
every silence...

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Abraham wrapped his robe about him,
Laced his sandals upon his feet,
Took his staff in his hand,
And started off down the path
To the place of which God had told him.

A young man rises early one cool...

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~Life Is Not a Fairy Tale~

I am finally beginning to realize
I have lived forever mesmerized
By keeping myself well disguised
And leaving my mind paralyzed

I had built my walls to hide behind
From you and me and all...

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Push your records over to the floor upsetting your ever so neat pristine world –
feckin’ mess! Know your actions before you do them, ha!
Catch me now, around the shop you chase me red anger on...

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It’s the Great British Bake Off
And I’ve got to week six
But I think it’s all over since
They’ve  dissed my bread mix.
They said it was rubbish 
When I baked my plum duff
And Mary said my...

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Smeared In a pattern.
This Rorschach abstraction.
Flowing like satin.
In cascading fashion.

Symmetry, mimicry.
Mirroring the mind.
Coddling, throttling.
Either or is fine.

Full to bursting.
Ache encephalitis.
In many minds of how this building 
pressure will ignite us.

"Ticky tacky" tinderboxes.
Longing for the flame.
Effigies...

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this threshold of emotional pain
kept within the upper torso of us 
all,
is like a detonator 
waiting to go off,
waiting to shut us down,
waiting to send us running amok
with nothing left to lose,
with no more hope...

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Pistachios, once colored red,
With dye that stained your fingers,
Are nuts I really like, although
One memory still lingers.

In Istanbul, at twenty-one,
I bought some from a vendor
And got so sick, that might have been
My thumb-crack nut snack...

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Terror ! Terror !
Conquer People, not Corpses

Coward You are, dwell amidst Ammunition 
Arms in embrace are stronger than Arms in hand

Non-Violence is courageous than RDX
RDX is powder sans detonator and suicide bomber

Once in a while...

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Fighter 

                                 ...

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Smooth Elevator Operator
I truly am a smooth operator 
When I let one loose in the elevator
If it’s only me there my air blows free
Have got my own detonator you see.

Able to let fly with such...

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