Long Glock Poems

It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all of this cold  
civil rights riots plagued my little...

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Raid versus woe

Black flag(s) show up
on social media platforms
when potential homicidal maniac(s)
communicate(s) intent to strike
with ambush and ready
read - able, eager, and willing
to embark upon murderous rampage.

Prospective killer armed to the teeth
usually a young bucking...

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"A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." 

(Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)

The muskiness...

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Malevolent maverick mailer-daemon...
wrought maximum monetary mayhem
within mein kampf

Incomprehensible inhumane
inquisitorial imp incarnate injudiciously,
ineffably, indescribably inflicted
inxs inexorable insidious injury.

Snake charmer also known
in the underworld as Harvey Specter
subliminally slithered,
and deftly insinuated himself
into body electric of yours truly
forever remotely...

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let me be honest
 i can’t help but do my white girl dougie
and my half assed twerk
when i hear i tight beat
because my mind is hooked 
on hip-hop and this culture 
so stereotyped with hood...

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Heavy heart 

Die  die
The fear in my eye
I can hide behind this badge
It will protect me and mines 

Is this how you feds think
Is this how you feds feel
You fear the color of my...

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Heavy heart 

Die  die
The fear in my eye
I can hide behind this badge
It will protect me and mines 

Is this how you feds think
Is this how you feds feel
You fear the color of my...

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Note: Coochie Road is a real place.

                  "The Girl From Coochie Road"

     Under a...

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Just because you can 
Sailing ships away is easier then returning them back to port with red tainted monther land sand to perpetuate a pain then will later pledge a society by man’s evil ...

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1.
(Whispered; snapping percussion done by dry firing real guns)

Rock it
Shock it                        ...

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Im Saven my freestyle rhymes so I got da proof n soon I'll be raising da mothaen roof, feeling bullet proof..with all my skills shining through..my competitors ain't know what to do.. when I grab...

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Oh no, I wasn't watching the bed side clock.
My husband is home and he has a Glock.
Quick, out the window, my sweet dark night.
If he sees you, then he'll be ready to fight.
He cannot know...

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I know not the paint of your face nor the slang of your name
I know not the acoustic of your voice nor the creed before your knees 
I know not the double of helixes taut...

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I'm searching for a poetry that’s a hotbed of immense danger,
A spell that unleashes deep fear into every soul.
I want poetry that shakes the universe of old ideas,
Banned in bookstores, sites, and antique shops.
My poetry...

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"The Eagle has landed”

Apollo 11 lunar module named “Eagle”
prediction defied naysayers ain't no boon
dog gull announced successful landing
while voice of Ole Blue eyes did croon

in Sea of Tranquility on moon
sometime about high noon
halting advancing armies
from...

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Reduce Strife 
Ancestors, ancestors long gone but closer u get.  A great deal of young women is left with the check.  No charge, says the Lord!
…but we regret our sons are being taken...

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Like a messiah nailed down.
Steaks are high...
Cant ask why, for me, it's do or die.
You would have to live it to get it.
To see why I couldnt regret it.
To see what the significance is.
What the...

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If she ain't suckin' dick, lil' , you can get the  up out my 
100 round, hit him with the Glock, take a er down
100 round, , we hittin' that kill, we gon' take...

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Can You Please Wait A Second...?

In steed of ye
     mounting your stock
key high horse,
     perhaps named Rock
Key, and head off...lock

stock and barrel,
     who...

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Running on these deadly streets struggling to survive,
There's nothing you can do but survive, die or thrive!

On these deadly streets ya gotta play the role and part,
If not these deadly streets will tear you apart!

Surviving...

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I am a disciple, a master in the art of tribal survival that is these streets.
In need of a money seed, to plant and grow a money tree.
Maybe then, I could get these police to...

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How many times must I struggle with this mind
My inner most thoughts sometimes holds me confined
Isolation is a key  
To dealing with my deeds
I get down on my knees
And ask the LORD please
Don't let...

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On the San Francisco waterfront the sun is going down 
Upon a well-heeled journeyman fresh in from out of town. 
The sky's been drained of color to a somber shade of gray
As a new day...

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He spins around and faces me, his legs plant down just right.
No longer will he run from me, he’s fixing for a fight
He reaches down and so do I, I grab my trusted Glock
I raise...

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Early afternoon delightful balmy zephyr...
February third two thousand and twenty

Yours truly secreted away
within heavenly nook
upon secluded hideaway property
2 Highland Manor apartment, I betook
myself to safe haven took
catch rays (sunbeams),

while crossword puzzle book
(moderately challenging)
draped across lap,
fast...

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