Long Dirties Poems

"Every time, countless stares, they try to peer into my mind.
Every single time, I am so tense, I cannot relax and unwind.
The painful judgment unleashed down upon my own flesh and blood,
Who is right, who...

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I am writing to ask you about yourself
And your family in Nigeria and other black countries.
I have seen the bitter difference here;
The difference between Nigeria and other countries,
Then tears stream down from my eyes as...

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My words are naked but I'm not ashamed of it,
My words bleed on its body but I am not ashamed
Of it because, I write for the thorns in my backyard.
I can't be ashamed to write...

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“Cream Pie”.

We never took a chance,
We wouldn’t make the time.
And I just didn’t care if you were mine?
No now you’re here,
and now I'm there.
You took his love, and his name,
then you married him, to get...

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Whether the work-load is manual or high-tech exercises; 
Whether it taxes our brain, leaving us without answers;
Or dirties our entire body with dirt, dust, and grease;
Whether the tasks stress our emotions to the max:
Or compel...

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Never have I had fear for flying darts
My tingling thoughts of the world was weird
Many told of nature's hard hazards
Beauties I saw instead of dirties

So was my heart as a dove
Peaceful in a world full...

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The Dodo, it’s curious
Lived down in Mauritius
A bit east of Madagascar,
You can’t get there with your car.

It’s an island, and it’s quite remote
But you wouldn’t need an overcoat
You won’t get there with your time machine
Unless...

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The New "Robbin'" Hood

This guy I describe can have many names.
He’s greedy and mean and likes to play games.

I’ll just call him Robbin’ with double-b,
for he is robbin’ from you and from me.

It’s possible he...

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My friend has a woman,
She’s gorgeous and mean.
What comes from her mouth,
Is mostly obscene.
He brings her to parties
She drinks till she’s drunk.
Flirts with men, cusses women
Then leaves in a funk.
She spends all his money
On booze,...

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Fresh glass appears with the birth of soul,
Overtime new days equate inevitable traumas,
Glass darkens as the masses of evil pull
Its mind deeper into self-inflicted dramas

Stress applied to previously stained reflection
Dirties the glass as the image...

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Beauty without modesty
Oink oink oink
Look at me,
See how I shine,
How loud I squeal,
Yet empty inside,
Is how I feel,
I am unsure of my worth
So I dress up ugly with a skirt,
Parade around 
Take a vote.
Collecting baggage
As...

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