Short Juju Poems

Magic

an illusion

that will mystify you

the impossible is achieved

juju


(Cinquain)


02/08/2020...

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There once was a gambler named Mark
At cards he was somewhat a shark
	he missed his cue
	lost his juju
Now he sleeps in a public park...

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harmful in a karmic way
best be careful what you say
cosmic sense of the perverse
held tongue keeps the fates at bay
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Some call me Majnun
Unpredictable Monsoon
When Eye Step In, Eye read the room
You don't know me, so don't assume
Enlightened Eye rise, Illuminated Eye bloom....

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Bad juju - I don't get it at graves
Nor in haunted houses where it's craved
Sometimes I get it in conversation 
From a glance, oh the degradation!
Feel the love from where ancestors tread
I give the living a chance, til I'm home with the dead...

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"Fresh Jueju"

When those blackberries of memory drop
from your windows of Summer crushed fresh 
as a julep against your flawed wintry grounds 
collect them in your minted cup and raise a toast

to what was and what will be

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)








Juju
Jueju...

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To you..
What am I considered?
A friend or tool..
Thought I was appreciated
You making me a fool?

Do you realize..
Women talk
Actions get around the block
Juju can be good or bad
I wont deliver it, 
But one day I'll be glad
Something you really wanted
Didn't go your way
Messes with plans
Never expect sun to not shine rays...

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sometimes the 
African Juju spirit
inside of me
make me want be 
Kunta Kinte but
all we really 
have to do 
as Black Folks is
to let go of 
all that and a bag of chips 
the negative images and the stereotypes
love thyself because
we have a real beauty
deep within us
we define who we are
as a Great People
from Mother Africa
if we act naturally and
stop trying to 
act like something we ain't
brother and sisters
we can do this...

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the bam bam
the vet called me
as i made sure today
that if the plane fall
he'll be with me

so scare not to use my wings to do the flying
a first to me in twenty years

i will behave gods help the bam on my laps 
to meet people with their demands
of painted walls on landing

friends asking where can we meet
I do not known I am here for a pilgrim
climbing a cliff of past alone 

bam in tow I not afraid to find a stream
hiding in the furrow and the rest of the world....

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