Spiritual Slam Poems

Does my posture hint who I am
At open mic poetry slam
I prefer to hide behind lime winged words
On my pc or tablet or pen paper...

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Everything is simple
in it's own way
Taken from a point of view
man is sure to say

And praying for the other souls
that price is sure to pay
When...

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'The Guest of a Sinner'

“The Guest of a Sinner”

The guest of a sinner
climbing heights to
righteousness
away from titles
above the crowd,
and
unrealistic expectations
solely to meet with God
in flesh...

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Gangsta politicians,
falling stars   ...   twinkling
of an eye 
	disappearing

Leper lips
	 halitosis blowing
Got there gun clips
and stacked deck 
	    poker...

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Short; thus, use it with impact-scent
Life’s indeed God’s precious present
Achieve always by faith’s ascent
More works do; surpass the recent.

Though test’s turmoil is prevalent
Improve still your...

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Don’t cry over my vessel
For it no longer holds me
It was time for it to return to the Dust of the Earth

You’re not suppose to...

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Monday ... hit ‘em with a hard ballpoint slam
Shake the weekend ‘nish out of their veins
Tuesday ... hot comb straighten out the political wigs
Give the...

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How can I poet slam them politrician liars,
let me count the ghetto ways
In the calendar of infinity,
there are how many days?
Forever and a clean smile,
I...

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My mind is like a dangerous neighborhood
I try to never go there alone.
I thought that after all this time Id finally grown.
I met a spark...

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Give me heaven's eyes
Instead of these earthly lies
For they paralyzes
The gifts inside.
Give me angel ears
So I can hear
With a clear transmission
Not these tattered incisions.
My lungs...

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Our religious institutions 
Are now filled with spiritual prostitution
Worshiping dollar bills
Instead of the one whose blood spilled.
Preachers administer biblical laxatives
Making many thin
Where is the Holy...

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We are fractured,
Fragile,
Desperate for more
Yet we settle for milk.
We live to dress,
Impress,
And repress.
Our Smiles greet
soulless streets.
Internally, we are gasping for air 
Afraid to show what’s...

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I want the real Jesus
Not the one who appeases us.
I want the living God
Not this secular facade.
There’s some Friction
About the Crucifixion
It’s more than a benediction.
There...

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I’m not an ego maniac
you know the type that gives others a heart attack
I get my vital nutrition 
From a dietitian
Who only asks for my...

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I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done...

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