Sons Poems

Johnson and Sons

Carpenters from Carpinteria
Great attendants of frame
Friends and sculptures of a mind
Tools and craftsmanship 
American tries for all that binds

FALLEN SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF THE SOIL

Weep Africa, weep on.
The battle with death is one we dare not to fight,
For the call from the great beyond is outside the scope of our existence.
Just as our known hero Ngugi Wa Thiong'o has fallen,
Like countless unknown heroes forgotten to time,
We shall all follow this path of no return one by one.

Fight Africa, fight

FATHERS AND SONS

MY BOYS ARE MY LIFE.
BEING WITH THEM MOST OF THEIR LIVES TILL NOW, WITH THIS UNFORESEEN CHANGE HAS AFFECTED US AND CHANGED OUR LIVES.
OUR QUALITY OF LIFE HAS DIMINISHED.

I AM NOT AS HAPPY. FOOD DOESN'T TASTE THE SAME. THE SUN DOESN'T SHINE WITHOUT MY BOYS. WHEN I SPEAK WITH THEM, I CAN HEAR IT IN

mothers plea, sons forgiveness

...my son....my son
   I can see your teardrops
                                       slowly fall

   So please don`t

Sons of Our Land

Don’t mind my rough manners, brothers,  
It couldn’t be any other,  
In lands where we stand under  
The harsh sun’s blazing cover.  
Whoever steps foot here soon calms their zeal,  
When they’ve faced Naryn’s heat—its fiery ordeal.  

Not a mountain, not even a tree you’ll find,  
Just mirages

Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings-Sons-Queens-Daughters for Mother Chlorine Rodgers--

Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings-Sons-Queens-Daughters

Mother we are your children
We should have understood
And who to say we didn’t or should
As adults what we were
When we were children
Mother’s embrace to Elohim Abba Father
His Kingdom Kings/Sons, His Queens/Daughters
We now embrace, mother’s embracement now in such
   ---A beautiful place
For all eternity, Hallelujah thanks be to

Les Sons d'Afrique

Verse 1

As I hope for the best, I also Expect the worse
Put my pen to the test, while bleeding out my words 
Compare me not to the rest, unless their lyrics can hop
in similis and metaphors, that I sow in the core
This is real life brother, this is not just a game
I came not to

Sons of a storm

We are the sons of a storm
Our shield of a fragile meaning
The umbrella to the rain of life
Inevitable wetness, our fate

How My First Poem Was Born

Lonely shuttered days
as Covid slammed at our souls
To fill the long day
I tried writing of my sons
how they fill my heart with love

My Sons

I look at you and I feel intense love.

A love so indefinite that it chokes me from within.
You are mine, I made you.
Finally, something good came from me. 

I never understood what love really was, until I had you.

The Sons Of Valiant Blood

We are the sons of valiant blood
with a past crowned with glory,
and that richness is still ours
to build a brighter tomorrow for others
who will come after us and thank us:
many didn't give up their swords so quickly,
but in their quest: they boldly encountered 
the threat of death and continued their journey!

The scariest, tenderest young boys

MY TWO SONS

My two sons will always be part of my life
I had always watched them with that special drive
When your kids were born, I looked into your eyes
And not once but twice I won that special prize

I always knew you two boys would grow up to be great men
My two sons show the world what our

Sons Of Meekness

Sons of meekness
Are chivalry
Manhood and zeal.

to my older sons

how times fly
how quick you had grown
then you flew the nest and had
little families of your own
i know you are busy and dont stay in touch
but no matter what happens
your always welcome home

Sons Of Jerusalem

 Through the Golden Gate we march, We Sons Of Thunder
 to Rise and See Lifes Illusions Crumble,
 Sacred Swords and Spears we Wield into the Valleys Of Jerusalem
 Cross in hand, Halos and Solar Diadems
 We cross the Threshold , Trodding in Grace
 and Ride Upwards towards the Seventh Gate,
 and proceed passed the

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