Rain Slavery Poems

Drop of tear
Splash the floor
She remain still 
Until the gush of wind tilt

Oh my goodness
Why I have to face such freak
No one deserve to be...

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A Daunting Mountain Slavery Raised

An injured knee suffers in times of rain.
   Seasons of counting costs raises mountains of debt. 
Yet... faith can...

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No toys to play with,
she draws dolls on the dry soil
with soft soiled fingers.
The pale face is drenched,
not by joyous summer rain.
Is it dripping tears?
The...

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under a nervous rain
in the dark afternoon of the forest
the slave extracts latex from the rubber tree
and the whip leaves stripes in the man on...

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Send me elixir back and bless me with the rain
The fruits of the sacred tree and the ointments of pain...

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Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot as hell 
Bone white skulls stare

At its heart
cutting sweet 
burns in between
Deep in a place 
for the pain

The...

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Even the moon was cold
wrapped in clouds, like
an old shawl, dark, no
twinkling stars shown,
only the breath as they
walked, single file, to
where they did not know.
Past...

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I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the...

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I
while the airports and hubs of urban & urbane wane
television saturates itself with virus & old wives' tales
the city is still steeped in sin -...

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Candy-coated 


The darkest day 
The most bitter night
Warm, salty tears crawl down
The back of sweet bamboo
Candy-coated , granular gold
For which I break my back
And rain...

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Let My People Go


Ain’t I a woman?
Ain’t I a girl? 
Ain’t I one to bleed in underwear?
Ain’t I one to wear brazier 
And raise them...

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There is no part of life mine alone,
If regarding my whole existence.      
What belongs to me is only flesh and...

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              The Night Soil Man

			I

		Nothing sticks to-get-her like turds
   ...

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I watch a sunset 
that I'd love to share 
and nobody sees it but me 
   
I'm scratching my head 
in utter amazement...

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I push and pull
like a challenged bull.
At work they call me fool
they use me like a tool.
They say hard work pays
but still my salary delays
and...

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