Long Philanthropist Poems

God's Return Ticket

Did you ever wonder about the Almighty’s criteria or selection process for reincarnation of souls back on Earth? Just think some famous politician, movie star, sports figure,criminal, dictator, and so on could use...

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Every second, every minute, every single thought about you
Wonders of this still could be too good to be true
Fluttering in my heart, palpitations go amiss
I yearn for the touch of your skin, and I constantly...

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Stricken with turbulence at about seventy two inches

Yours truly issuing a deafening rebel yell
bursting forth with such might
courtesy cooking under pressure
analogous to volcanic upswell,
forcing me quickly to flap vestigial wings
(at the speed of sound)
while simultaneously...

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I was taught by   my father to be obedient in the dense forest to save the individuals trees, stop destruction to plantation. I cannot be silent under the detriment from lumberjacks to global...

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Inevitable death defines afterlife - deux

Flinty stones figuratively rolling inside
whooping out that primal 
binaural beat of your drum
ma mind haphazardly 
ricocheting axon to neuron
inducing inxs of chaos 
wreaking entropy beheld 
by beauty and the beast
enveloping...

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Albedo effect in full force after appreciable snowfall

After descent of eventide
luminescence of freshly fallen snow
still illuminates the terrestrial firma bright
even upon the onset of dusk,
when dark shadows
betoken the edge of night
analogously herald outer limits
invoking intimations...

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Recherché poetic themes stock in trade of yours truly

No surprise, rhyme nor reason,
I tease out extraordinary threads,
sometimes deliberately writing
about current calendar day or season

for instance today July 28th, 2020
another hazy, hot, and humid summer day
and...

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Soul of skeptic writhes with agonizing torture (like a burning man) in Dante's Inferno

Self immolation as sacrificial bleating lamb
promises eternal martyrdom
awaiting voluntary die hard protester,
where countless vestal virgins provide blissfulness
(think Playboy mansion on steroids)
synonymous with...

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I flung my bloodied bathrobe onto a dusty mahogany bureau and roared: “Did we frighten
the scarecrows tonight, my love? Whose catch was it anyway? Yours or mine? We invited 10
guests to our dungeon this evening....

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The Scroll of Sorceress:
I do dark arts,
I do allure men to beat drums,
I cast spell through evil eye beads,
My dirty tricks no one reads,
I am someone who never cheats.
I am dark art goddess,
I am wise...

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PASSION

Passion, what is it?
Why do some people have it?
Why don't some people have it?
What is so intriguing about it?

Passion, an intense feeling; a conviction;
a deep interest; a strong desire; a devotion
to an activity, an object,...

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At Least Show Me Your a Elegant President part 1

Weather your good or bad perception is everything
I rather look, speak, walk, with integrity
Repent before my God openly
I am a  of the populist
Now the scripture...

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My soul is alive in giving!
My heart quenched through sharing!

I often questioned why or
when this all decided and 
the prayers that confided?
How did life, through love
me bring. Hear, 
outside the gates of paradise,
my talents
my thoughts
my...

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Good news came my way today February 21, 2021 courtesy late father

Papa - purportedly named
after paternal grandmother
Sadie, her mom's Yiddish name
Basia Brana (or Brandla),
she took two B letters and
found American boys' names
that kind of echoed
her...

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The Estranged [A dedication]

         Jay was sitting in his small cell
         His head resting on the rails
  ...

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Continued From:
13. BTK Coming Attractions Part 5
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=195839 

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Truly A Kid
 
BILLY the Kid was truly a kid when found in the company of children.
Many children of his day would go on to say 
how...

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I doubt a benefactor,
philanthropist,
a short-term financial investor,
could optimally provide
protect
prevail with
an ecopolitically healthy therapeutic service

Yet,
intersectionally,
interdependently,
multiculturally,
poly-sensorily
fall far short
of co-investing in cooperative
sacred green ecofeminist
organic empowering
and enlightening communion.

Disempowering
codependent
anthrosupremacist services
in some way(s) Other,
commodifying non-profit and government intention,
subjugating potential enrichment rivals,
marginalizing...

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It isn’t the voice of Aristotle, Plato, Shakespeare or Anton Chekhov riding down red square. It isn’t the voice of Adolf Hitler rumbling underground or Dwight D. Eisenhower building construction in the town.

It is not...

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The government of the people's 
right, 
soaked in the heart of freedom 
and fairness; 
many for your enthronement did 
fight 
but our rulers age use 
your shadow power to harness.

Where is your true face oh...

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I watched the video on a facebook page about an African Philanthropist and Orphanage Owner. He went abroad for a year and just returned back home. There was a joyful moody by his children at...

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What's my name
(Muhammad Ali) 
By Michelle Morris
11/04/2021

I chose my own name and became a legend;
I refused to play your game and you tried to break me;
You lost because I rose and became the greatest;
I am...

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Methinks Mine Earlier Rhyme Came Across Desperate...
For Hard Cold Cash

This small medium at large
kibitzer did appear
more brash (albeit) poetically,
and insinuate with soft pedal blare
perhaps at the expense of dare
ring to losing followers, this crash
test dummies...

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Natty gale appeared with precious tunes
Great tunes the world have never heard
He looked for a vessel all over the world
But couldn’t fine one
Oh! He wondered how music could live forever
Suddenly, august 29, 1958 natty gale...

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I could've been a cheerleader,
I could've been a Wal-Mart greeter.
I could've been a magazine editor,
I could've been an intimidator.
I could've been a doctor or nurse,
I could've been a shaman and put you under a curse.
I...

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I must say a bewildered chill ran down my back
When I learned the gigantic billions you throw to charity,
A big heart that only the heavens could endow,
That resonates with a compassion for those in depravity
And...

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