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Man In The Street Poems - Poems about Man In The Street

One Good Deed
... People come and people go and how the times do change but something here needs to be done it should be rearranged preachers pundits politicians won't ever set things right the man in ......

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Categories: man in the street, how i feel, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme
Epistle
... Will pens (I'd have to think when last I dipped mine in ink) and sad to say pencils go the dodo's way become extinct or obsolete (oh no) to the average man in the ......

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Categories: man in the street, fun, humorous, word play,
Form: Rhyme



Notre Dame Bells
...It tolls eighty eight, times to symbolize that someone has died .It wasn’t the ordinary man in the street or the man that frequently disrupt the people’s heart beat; it wasn’t the fellow down the roa......

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Categories: man in the street, bird, character, community, death,
Form: Narrative
The Man In The Street
...The Man in the Street Watch out, watch out for the man in the street Who is finding a voice that you don’t want to hear. Before, they were always the sheep that don’t bleat And for too long, to......

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Categories: man in the street, political,
Form: Rhyme
Where Must I Go
...I got up at 1:00 am this morning just after the break of day, the overnight air had just begin to rise sending a multitude of diamonds flickering in the skies, it is the sort of image that you see in......

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Categories: man in the street, america, body, books, city,
Form: Narrative



Bullingdon Club, Us Version
...Bullingdon Club, US Version The Bullingdon Club is alive here and well And because of it, we are all living in hell Trump and his minions lie, cheat and steal From Americans asking, “Dear God, ......

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Categories: man in the street, bullying, political,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Elephant's Ghost
...This poem is a re-post from last year for the situation is worsening daily. ELEPHANT’S GHOST I am represented as a trinket on a Human's wrist. I was bought from a vendor, Sometime last Septem......

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Categories: man in the street, death,
Form: Rhyme
The Farmer
...Whisper not in my ears 'Iam poor' shower no charity to speak it louder make me no tool for you to be known for my toil will humble your shine. Allure me not with goodies I care less skeptic am......

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Categories: man in the street, faith, farm,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Dictator Successor Dictator
...DICTATOR – SUCCESSOR - DICTATOR Absolute power lies in his hands, How his chest expands! How long does a Dictator last, This era should now Become the past. His greedy ego, Should not be fed......

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Categories: man in the street, political,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Elephant's Ghost
...ELEPHANT’S GHOST I am represented as a trinket on a Human's wrist. I was bought from a vendor, Sometime last September, I remember the vendor, he was, Approached by a man in the street, This ......

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Categories: man in the street, africa, grief,
Form: Rhyme
No More Could I Seek
...When my words are read by the common man No higher praise could any writer ask The awards and the accolades from the intellectual elite Pale in comparison to that man ‘in the str......

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Categories: man in the street, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Nat the Nut's Prophetic Vision
...No one seemed to take much note at first. Old-timers on park benches passed a comment or two, Somebody wrote a letter to the local rag, but no one (who mattered, that is) really seemed to mind. ......

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Categories: man in the street, angst, autumn, humanity,
Form: Elegy
In Memory Of
...Everyone is remembered by someone, For two generations they say, How long is the memory for those who have gone, Before all that they were, has just faded away. If you’re famous for being notor......

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Categories: man in the street, family, history, memory,
Form: Verse
In Memory Of
...Everyone is remembered by someone, For two generations they say, How long is the memory for those who have gone, Before all that they were, has just faded away. If you’re famous for being notor......

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Categories: man in the street, memory,
Form: Verse
Frankie Boy
...when you get old enough,and are like me,you want to solve mysteries. my oldman being the case, very violent never knew consequences for his actions. his father protected him,spent thousands of ......

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Categories: man in the street, abuse, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse

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