Long Stacey Poems

I AM A DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SURVIVOR I'LL NEVER EVER BE HIS VICTIM AGAIN I'LL NEVER EVER MISS THE STENCH OF ANGER RAGE VIOLENT OUTBURST THE SPITTING WHEN HE YELLED SCREAMED AMAZING I SURVIVED AFTER RETURNING...

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Mary was a virgin girl:
With big dreams and aspirations!
An angel came to visit her:
With honor and salutations!
Troubled by his sayings:
She did not know what to think!
The angel said to Mary:
My dear, no need to shrink!

Mary...

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Gott, oh mächtig, Trump iz on the warpath again!

Glad for birth write to express views
aware cunning linguists 
will apply figurative screws  
in an effort at blatant mud slinging ruse
exercised courtesy mail in ballots, 
or...

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There isn't a place that I hide
I'm trapped inside a maze, let me write
incase I don't make it out alive
Because I feel the storm coming
I'm so forthcoming about my shortcomings
Exercise my feelings, so even if...

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Glass Throne – A Poem Collab with Ink Empress

Note:- Before diving into my Multi-media, Music video “Glass Throne”, I encourage you to first read the Lead Up poem below which is a collaboration with the...

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Early in the MOURNING I usually went out,
To ride my bike on a FLOUR filled route.
BUTT because of the WHEATHER, today I changed,
A nice ride in the evening I had arranged.

I found myself riding THREW...

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Now hiring- apply within
Anytime today you may begin
Qualifications you should posses
To ensure a greater success

You should be eager and ready to learn
Within your heart, love should yearn
A hardened heart, I don't ever encourage
For with that...

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Don't let me die without writing this first
I'm fighting the hurt
Bleeding with ink, crying with words
Let me write this before I'm lying in dirt
Don't take this as a suicide note, but tomorrow isn't promised
Take it...

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The three men picked up Violet's lifeless
body and put her into the trunk of 
Mecca's car.  After they droped off 
Violet Malik called a meeting with the 
Black Crime Syndicate.  The meeting took...

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There's a lot of pain inside of me that I think should be known
I've held my tongue, tried to do right by others my whole life
Love, heartbreak, Betrayal, I've felt a lot and seen a...

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Gott Oh Mighty,Trump iz on the Warpath!

Das Don Auld (can hard tank
tucker son of Carl, and leave
landscape barren) calling out
rigged ken tuckered hoarfrost race,
viz demolition derby presaging

death to White Anglo Saxon
democracy DOMS (delayed
onset muscle soreness)
minions...

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I've finally found my road to redemption, despite getting lost a few times
Through the tears shed and blood shed, I  wasted time wishing I could rewind 
There's still some road blocks and obstacles, the...

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Its five in the morning, nervous, I give mom a call,
there is no time to waste, she says, "get on the ball".
In a hospital room, with a touch of her hand,
she whispers, "you can do...

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You want a million followers, I'm thankful to have a few numbers I can always dial
In 2018 I saw my life fall apart, I'm using those pieces to build on
I'm thankful I overcome my Suicidal...

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On the day you received the big news,
 I sensed your joy, not sorrow or blues!
Even though it  was sooner than expected, 
You and I immediately became connected!
I heard you and dad making big...

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"You're not afraid- are you, Stacey?"  She giggled. "Don't you think you 
ought to slow down?" I mustered.  "We'll be alright," she said with a grin and kept 
on trucking, but when we...

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We had a relationship that never was.  She was my best friend.  We 
were spiritually inclined and emotionally attached to one another, but whether or
not we felt amorously toward each other was never...

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Funny how certain days spark our remembrance.
We talk of things with similar resemblance.

How about the runners in the Boston bombing:
The screaming children in Oklahoma sobbing!

That awful day when Pearl Harbor was attacked:
These were the days...

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Today it rained.  It poured.
 	Making several trips from Vicki's dorm room to pack her car with her 
belongings and our memories, we got drenched, even with our raincoats on.  As 
we finished...

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Your kiss from heaven caressed my cheek.
It made me feel safe, yet a little weak!

Confusing thoughts ran through my head.
Is this for real, or just misread? 

With the Risen Son, they claim I’m new!
But in...

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"We got trouble.  Violet has been murdered.  An organization by the name of the 
Green Nation is trying to step on our toes.  They murdered Violet and left a note".
"Malik why am...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Wait Up Baby
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: February/1989

The water/smooth 
feathered
white suede 
winter hat
was tilted 
"Ace/Duece,"
to his head,

in the heat
of
summer -

His gait 
was that
of a
Stepping 
"Dap/Daddy."

He wore
a black
short/waist
zipUp 
leather jacket,

Dark
teardrop 
sUnGlasses,

a white
T-Shirt;
black
faded/Jeans,
&
black
patant/leather
(keen toed)

Stacey Adam
Shoes -

The
cigarette
that burned
between his
left index
& middle
finger,

Were
like 
a
short fuse
(ready to explode)...

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In my memory, a treasure leaps,
A gift from grandma, to clean my cheeks!
A tiny green bar of soap,
With a handle, made of rope!
In the shower, my heart sang,
Outside the door, stood the gang!
They had much...

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To free my heart I need to write this letter to Stacey
My own thoughts is something I've been together with lately
I checked your profile and saw you've found someone better to replace me
She'll never see...

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BROKEN LOVE
To my daughters, Stacey & Stephanie

The minute I learned I was pregnant 
I was scared
I didn’t know a thing about being a mom
I came from an abusive, angry environment
And didn’t understand what a precious...

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