Segregations Poems - Poems about Segregations

...Compartmentalization, as a curse is looming large, As men in toto are fragmented into groups or sects On grounds of caste, creed, sex or political affiliations Branding some as powerf......

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...Claim the Skies Back Eastern Alleppo, weighed down like a ghetto Destroyed like Navaho By the unfathomably destructive deeds of a single generation Distorted venerations based on misinterpretat......

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...All answers affect aspirations By belittling bygone barbarizations Constantly criticizing correlations Defined dumbfounded dictations Edicts evaporate everyone's expectations Foregone frustratio......

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...My body’s wrapped in the vastness of poetry. Like a prisoner, locked in a dungeon of hope. Crawling through a poetic infantry With a feeling my heart could never let elope. My eyes were closed ......

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...CORONA TIMES ------------------ Who are all become remaining , to survive While re-collecting the isolate paintings Feeble announcement from sources reliable Really Corona arriving to ......

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...Can't Let Go It is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES. Chorus: Hello... Hello... Redefine the treasure I seek from you, It's pulling my nose and every other senses into doom, Confusion is tearing me for b......

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...When a plant an organism a biological system is young, this is nature's season for segregation and simplification, specialization. Time to ego grow internally toward full flowering and re-......

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...From Darwin, and other naturalists, we learned survival of the fittest as polymorphically equivalent to thrival of the fit-in-ingest. Hmmm,...fittest mutual cooperators ...or maybe peer-to-pee......

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...(TO THE VICTIMS OF WAR IN MY NATIVE CAMEROON AND IN NORTHERN NIGERIA) Giants Have filled The FAR North Sweeping Bloodbathing With sophisticated Heavy weapons Connected on a Barren l......

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...THE NEW DAWN Sitting, relaxed, atop the cool grass-filled rock, Jutting out proudly over the calm blue ocean, I stared in stoned-wonder; held captive By the magnificent rising of the y......

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...I’m tired of sad stories from others and lovers and those who want to make me smother in their dramas. Don’t they know they got mammas? Maybe their lives are filled with dramas and traumas from......

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