Long Excrete Poems

Village in the Valley left behind, and then it's a fine find
Mountain in the making...in the dark alleys of my mind

You're a flashlight
In the night
You are a friend 
Till the end
Bite the bullet
You're the village...

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Falling away,
Away from your embrace
Day by day,
Washing away my face
In the mirror before me...
I ran the race with determination and fury...
I took the correction that God had in mind for me all along...but yet, I...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and I still had gifts to buy.
I procrastinated getting it done; a terrible fault I can't deny.
As I juggled bags of presents that cost far too much money,
A sidewalk Santa...

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How do we consume,
whether on-line or off-line,
in a doing justice way
to lives we digest
and excrete?

How do we produce
in justice doing ways
for lives invested with cooperative intent
design and long-term planning
by our ancestral Elders?
Themselves descended
from sacred creations
written...

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Stimulus check(up), visited mine local gastro-intestinal economy

Around high noon
today March 19th, 2021
fecal impaction I did plaintively croon
until effect courtesy amitiza, which
prescription medication
(in short a laxative)
served as amazing grace saving boon.

Once activated - impossible mission
to suppress...

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After four weeks...
A cruel infection, poor Ted, now prevents
you receiving Mummy's milk; nourishment
vital for the whole of you. We long for
you to breathe, to cry, to see. The waiting
of all who hope for you, so...

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Alien talk I can’t understand
A Pifflewig performed a handstand
He verbalised through his ass
Gross putrid wind he did pass
Like many blokes throughout the land!

I farted, perhaps it was fear
Foul wind was expelled from my rear
The pifflewig...

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The universe is all abloom with seasons, diamonds left in wakes of stars (1)
(whose flowers linger) viewed through lenses binding star’s birth to its death,
its ghost, perhaps, not there at all for life to visit...

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It said "Listen now and listen well, you who looks upon what's mine:
The ground between the aureole round the ring of tree and vine.

You look upon a fairy ring and stand before it in this...

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I always arise
     at break of dawn,
when curtained solar
     radiance openly drawn
upon a vast
     wasteland, though thankfully
     most (boot...

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While out and about
an unexpected over bare ring bout
to defecate arose,
     where sphincter asserted clout
and would excrete
     despite without doubt...

if closing distance
     (to...

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Woke up (September 6th, 2020)...

Got outta bed boot
did not drag comb against head
of  beetle browed foo fighter,
he did not arise
bright eyed (by George), nor bushy tailed
to bucket flush toilet.

After attending her asinine
morning toiletries, the...

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A man sitting on a toilet seat giving strength to his belly, 
though resting his chin on his hand imitating the thinker 
who is sitting in front of the gate of hell with deep thoughts,...

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This Poem is dedicated to all those who have lost their
lives in Orlando Carnage in the hands of hatred and violence.

HOW LONG THE GUNS

How long the Guns 
Would continue to excrete
Their stream of hatred and...

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Teach me how to cry
So that when it hurts I may be able to untangle what pain lies between the angles of my arteries
I want to excrete what is obsolete
To pave way for the exit...

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Toilets are uniquely designed for one purpose only,
And as we know them, they are dispellers of waste.
Our human waste is a byproduct of consumed food.
The body extracts useful nutrients and expels the rest.
We excrete the...

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I am from that street where people are neglected
Never bothered about but exploited .
the street where hopes and dreams dish 
Away through frustration and disappointment.
We are seen always with spoon in our pocket 
Wandering from...

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In an abyss of mar;
I was sunk.
My thoughts swimming;
in a pool of masquerade shame.
A dagger in my head;
All I could see was an evening of score.

With a flip of a hand;
Like an angered red dragon.
I...

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(Moses Gava Featuring Kudakwashe Victor Shoko)

Neither did it start yesterday
Nor yesteryear
A scroll further backward
Deep into the historical era 
I could see him crawling 
During those years of polling

They were born egoistical
I wish I were not
Philanthropic,...

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Dedicated to those who have helped me to confirm these factors: 
Grace, Ernest, Charlie and Howard

Three Love Factors

There are three love factors
Now confirmed in my book
Each one tested thoroughly
Come with me to take a look

These...

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I'd love to be a child
Remained in my mother's arms,
Excrete on her laps without been 
scolded nor abused.
Watch her unfading face and smiles
With no cause to worry about the 
Unforeseen circumstances of the world.
I would...

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ONCE UPON  GOAT AND DOG

GOAT.
Why do men kill my kind for celebration
Of events and they are friendly with you?
My children wants to know and I don't know
The answer because my great great grand parents
Didn't...

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Never-mind… caught up in the web of lies…ebbed forever it seems…fill’d with broken dreams…breaking by the seams…I beam – alas, you gave in to narcissism…in a trance of black and white masonic floors…you shut both...

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I drink poetry and excrete it in my imagination to the taste of soup, inspiration in my gutter of sky, the farces run the barn of wood crawling fingers, digging deep into the fury velvet...

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Though it wasn't long, time is eternal and is only limited by clocks and calenders we perceive.
 A feeling, a yearning for someone else's soul. To bond with, to feel love for that soul. To...

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