Christian Slavery Poems

This temporal self
anchored by a pulsating vigor
distorting my limited perceptions

Drawing me closer
to these material pleasures
immersed in this magnetic depravity

Remedied and satiated
slumbering in disorder
submerged by this...

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A Sea Shanty!

Mother call your children home, 
put them in their beds. 
Tell them stories of better times, 
and try to fill their heads. 
Give...

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Moses hungered mightily for Canaan,
That fabled milk and honey promised land.
He ‘scaped by wading hip deep through the water
To keep from leaving footprints in the...

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(This poem takes place in the year 1800)

You call yourself a Christian who has been saved.
But you're not a Christian because you have slaves.
Instead of...

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SLAVERY

Our ancestors idolized natural beauties, they were enslaved...

Our generation idolizes men, wealth,riches
We enslaved ourselves!

Until we know how to worship only the 
King of Kings…
Lord of...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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The Cat

It is late, 
nearly half-past nine. 
You are asleep beside me.
The clock on the wall is too loud. 
I need to buy another. 
This...

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Questions

What defines... success?
Is it how many people you know. 
Is it where you have been, 
or where you will go? 

Is it who you talk...

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U

It is cool here. 
Is it hot there?
You have not written. 
I have not received...
a letter.

Do you think of me?
I remember you. 
I can not...

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On July 4th, 1776 This Land Became Emancipated or Freed from Great Britain, though My Fore-Fathers would Remain Enslaved for the Next 80 Plus Years...

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The Blood of My Fore-Fathers was spilt building this land too!

Though I think at Times People seem to Forget, For History Books May Never acknowledge...

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I believe in freedom
I believe in love
I believe in all things
Sent from up above

I don't believe in hatred
I don't believe in pain
I don't believe that's...

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Field-hands  



Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long ways from home 

Oh, Mary, don’t you weep
Don’t  you mourn 

Walk that lonesome valley


Keep...

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Mental Health
aka Crazy

The very topic is inclusive of the word, 
that haunts our every step from birth;
until our last breath. 

Fear has no power except...

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