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Short Givens Poems

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So Help Me God
Religion has too many givens,
the takeaways few, far between

Questioning ravaged, intelligence savaged
—the mind left to wander and dream

(Bryn Mawr College: February, 2020)...

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Categories: givens, religion,
Form: Rhyme



Husk
forgot how to smile
can't feel the sun
each second hated more
than the one before
pressed too hard
deep is despair
hopeless used to be fun
so far from the beguns
all my givens up
tears are crying for themselves
passed numb so long ago
please let me go
there is nothing else inside
stopped life
hurt needs to be felt
pain needs a receptor
but all inside is broke
please let me go
there is nothing else inside
please...

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Categories: givens, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Life's Lessons
Every lesson earned
Should be a lesson learned
Some lessons hard
Some not so bad
Some have made you laugh
Other's have made you sad
Through it all, you should live, learn and grow
The book "A Journey of Life's Lessons" (short stories in poetic form of inspiration 
and self reflection)
 by C.L.Givens. It will have contents pertaining to you or someone you know
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Buy it for yourself or for a loved one


Peace & Blessings...

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Categories: givens, faith, funny, hope,
Form: Lyric
Not Justified
Rayland Givens is getting old.
He's still quick on the draw,
but now he's more internally aware,
more thoughtful as he shoots
his Glock 19 into hearts and guts.
He's grown, matured,
i hate that,
in his youth he used to quip
humorous asides as he shot the bad guys.
He had anger, I mean real anger,
and that made him interesting.
Now he's older
and looks like he wants to go fishing
or write a poem or two.
I am almost overwhelmed
with sadness.

I still like his hat....

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Categories: givens, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Living Is a Story Retold
survival is a plot-
not some innate 
thirst, nor the
curse of life.
so many lives
criss-crossed
wide open acres
of paths lost.
there are no
more choices,
decisions are
givens & living
is a story
retold. i have
the secret, the
non-life- i keep
it locked, i keep
it cold. the secret
is old, i have yet
to know. when i
hold my breath
to tickle death,
to feel my parts
unfold- i know it's 
there. for the rest,
i don't care, i can't
worry, i can't what-
if, i can't let it go....

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Categories: givens, allegory, life, loss
Form: Free verse




Book: Reflection on the Important Things