Long Evened Poems

LUV TALK 
(Browned-Cents)

Chivalry lives, it’s not dead so I’m still opening doors
You said you'd be with me for life so I just evened the score

It’s hard for a poor at heart to find true LUV
So...

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Allah...Do You Know Me?
By: Angela C. Freeman
Dedicated to: Allah and Amondo Michael Cole
10/2/2017

Are you my God...I need to know
I’ve been full of darkness and so much sorrow 
I had given up on life and love...

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I'm a firm believer
In limerick fever
(This isn't news)
"It'll cure the blues!"
Says Jan (who is no deceiver)

Written by Jan Allison:

Writing limericks is a fine art
Yes I write about poop or a fart
But show me someone
Whose not...

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HE ALWAYS LOVED ME						4-2-09



All of my life, He loved me
I first took notice of it
When I was about three(3)
Every tear, every frown
Lifts my spirit, when I need to be unwind

At age seven(7)
He taught me, how...

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Robin Hood

It was in the time of John
In the days that have long gone
When the plight of right and wrong
A test was set

It took a man of iron will
To battle on until
A nation he would...

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knock knock knock
on my front door
i get up to look
it's lonliness at the door

but quite and still
i would not let
lonliness in so peacefull i slept

morning came
and with the knocks once more
but i kept my temper
and...

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HIS THUMB HELD OUT ON THE MIDDLE OF AN EMPTY ROAD
HE CAN'T STOP SWEATIN, THE SUN BEATS DOWN
HE TAKES TO HIS HEALS WITHOUT LOOKIN AROUND
HE LIGHTS A CIGARETTE CAUSE IT SEEMS HE'S GOT NOWHERE TO...

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The familiar sound of gunshots 
rings out in the dead of night,
As a sniper takes position in the 
bushes out of sight,
Past my front door I hear the 
sound of many marching feet,
As 2 Para...

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The familiar sound of gunshots rings out in the dead of night,as a sniper takes position in the bushes out of sight,
Past my front door I hear the sound of many marching feet,as II Para...

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Men in tailored suits 
and satin waistcoats,
gold watches peeking 
out of their pockets,
walked arm in arm 
with women in wide skirts ~
hooped, 
crinolined, 
elegantly sculpted.

Their tight corsets tease each careful traipse,
leaving traces of elegance and...

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What makes Mandela a great man?
Was it that he opposed apartheid?
So what?
He wasn’t alone in that
That doesn’t make him great
That would make half the world great
	
What makes Mandela a great man?
Was it that he led...

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there came up from the projects a Brooklyn youth
holding anger in his eyes he came at a big surprise
with two turn tables with a mic he was ready for a fight
rattle his cage at such...

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Social injustice and economic inequality 
have always been practiced in our Nation's working industry
Irish need not apply, Hispanics we don't want your kind
and Blacks don't even show your face
this was the typical response to ethnic...

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Somebody special just rode into Northfield,
Somebody famous and bold,
Long linen dusters concealing their pistols,
They’ve come to steal all our gold.

James boys and Youngers, they’re up from Missouri,
Riding so slow into town,
Mighty warm welcome in South...

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Two men died over a woman who was as beautiful as a jewel.
They both loved her and they both died when they had a duel.
This horrible incident occurred in the year 1802.
Two lives were lost...

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foggy spirits unfurl from his flared nasal crypts,
with each snort and snarl and curl of his lips,
the bull stands before me, unshakably strong-
he knows who I am, and I must prove him wrong.

i’ve beaten and...

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The lines were blurred for prisoners who slaved
in mines or rowed the heavy wooden ships
for years, while overseen by men depraved,
who tormented and drove with leather whips.

As lines were crossed by those who felt no...

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Amazon mist  and rainy mornings green as the day God made them 
dropping from a moist sky full of even grays and sheltering light 
peaceful music playing from the spheres of a dense forest...

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Amazon mist  and rainy mornings green as the day God made them 
dropping from a moist sky full of even grays and sheltering light 
peaceful music playing from the spheres of a dense forest...

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And so, I am back where it all began, lost and confused
Left with a heart cracked through, damaged and abused
Tables that turn in an astonishing way, how foolish I am
To keep hoping for a change,...

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What once required the sacrifice,
That bloody gift of death and gore,
Of animal life to pay for sin
Is left behind and is no more.
Resurrection changes things. 

Jesus Christ obeyed the Father,
Sacrificed Himself on the cross,
Evened up...

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Season of bliss; drops from afar pelt greens
Wearily grasses splashed and blushed in kins
Boring cold canopied the tired halls
Curtains of strained times peaked towering walls
This ageless path leads everywhere but home
Darkened lanes knitted its lenght...

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Leather and oak
Whiskey and smoke
Exhaled in a languid defense
Of an evening that’s spent
In a mist of ferment
That eventually lifts all pretense

Quietly tight
As you sip through a night
Of forgetting the reason you came
Asking, no doubt
What your...

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This morning Joe got up to get ready for bed,
Wife poured his coffee and toast over his head
He put on his pajamas with a favorite red tie,
And set out for work as a local international...

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The unspoken truth that no one can find.
The answer we sought that we left behind.
We turned the corner and ended up here.
A changed reflection we see in the mirror.

We eat, drink and breath each day...

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