Funeral Rights Poems
These Funeral Rights poems are examples of Rights poems about Funeral. These are the best examples of Rights Funeral poems written by international poets.
Let the World SeeMamie Till Mobley demanded and open casket,
to let the world see,
the bloated, beaten body of her baby boy,
who was lynched in Mississippi.
His name was Emmett...
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Categories:
rights, 9th grade, black african
Use To BeUse to Be
My best friend...
I would bring things to you.
You needed or wanted.
I would talk to you for hours,
about whatever you...
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Categories:
rights, faith, farewell, forgiveness, freedom,
LossLoss
How can I express,
something that can not be written down,
unless you can grasp lightening,
harness thunder, shush a whisper…
or ask your self if...
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Categories:
rights, chocolate, christian, death, forgiveness,
Boxes of HopeBoxes of Hope
In the attic there is tensile.
Bright and lovely, reflective pieces
of fluff to begin the journey.
One, two, three,
a dozen cardboard containers.
I...
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Categories:
rights, appreciation, cancer, confusion, death,
California ColdCalifornia Cold
Rented cars…
every month the cost?
Bread and milk.
Why?
To go get my kids.
I had to.
My own car was bad,
unreliable, and dangerous....
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Categories:
rights, anti bullying, conflict, divorce,
GrandmaGrandma
My hands hesitate here… hovering over the keyboard…
Numb, hard to make do as I ask…
This should be happy,
but I am…
crying.
I miss her.
She smoked...
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Categories:
rights, beautiful, celebration, funeral, grandchild,
A Soldier's ElegyA kestrel dips into an updraft
thinking he knows the world
tranquility gurgles
through silent valleys
over mountains
around the earth
refracted
through the wind
The creature soars ever higher
in great...
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Categories:
rights, adventure, confusion, corruption, courage,
He Is Leaving HomeIn great respect of the band I grew up listening to
...
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Categories:
rights, absence, angel, betrayal, business,
My DadMy Dad was Chicagoan.
He would light up a room just like my Mom.
He loved to fish ! He loved his beer .
He also designed...
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Categories:
rights, addiction, anger, betrayal, birth,
You Have No Rights!No way to go
No way to go farther
Farther from the isle of breath
No way to fumble
A few steps more in vain
To go dancing in the...
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Categories:
rights, social, time, time,