Business Poets Poems

It takes a lot of tricks to write a good poem
It's not easy to understand the theorem
The magic, the divine essence of being a Poet
These...

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"A King deserves His full name~Christmas. Xmas is not good enough." By Poet

Can you smell the home-baked cookies,
all the wonderful goodies.
The tree is all decorated,
beneath...

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By the roadside sat two men
One a soldier and the other a poet
One a warrior among men, 
The other a warrior of the pen
One sculpted...

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Questionable
                  But
Naked truth,  
Writting is
                       a     good carrier 
When a writer
                              is  
                                   not bought by 
Some business 
                                     people and continue 
To be neutral...

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Many people continue to sing about some world states captured by some powerful business people, and 
leaders of World… 

“State capture ruling system is not...

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It hurts to tell the truth 
I guess that's why so many people walk around with fake smiles 
Avoiding the pain not knowing they are...

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As morning glowed pale light over the town of Soup Creek,
Jenna woke with a start when she heard a floorboard squeak.
She raised her gun and...

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…on an Amtrak train.  
Business-class from DC to Trenton. 
It's the work rush.

There is a white man.  
Dark eyes. 
Gray temples…
Southern.  

Loud....

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Is having something that can never be met, 
That absolute routine of life,
the year to year grind.
The one that causes the loop to be infinite,
work to...

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We just cannot mind our own business.
We know better than others.....
It gives me a bad case of poetical queasiness!

As one lost in a rough sea,
I...

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The follies of fools 
The lord of fools 
The fools that are lords
a leader of the damned 
Insane the minority of minions 
Deplorable and disdained...

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……. Holy Poets…… 

If you don’t like a poets views take a long walk.
Don’t beat anyone over the head, with endless
God talk.

They may be Jewish,...

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While reading Charles Bukowski poetry? 
On the metro ride home? 
Listening to Buddha bar music? 
On my oh too hip iPod? 
 
I begin to...

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The past dreaming 
of the future 
Burnt out at last
Light pulsing into the cathode ray tubes 
the wires of difference machines 
process seconds, data, imagery...

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I am going to get a little nasty without ever stepping in the mud

So, pay attention to my diction and you will have the map...

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