Tims Poems - Poems about Tims

...Time has run out Wish i had prepared We take for granted the ones in our lives We carry on our everyday like we have forever But then reality smacks you in the face The ones you took for granted......

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...From the eyes of a child Like the rise of the Nile Are brown rivers of soul and bold green chemistry. Disobedient despite being scold Never believing they'll get old Creating cliques of tribal......

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...I thought she had all the remedies As at first seemed like such a blast Perhaps on my part the insecurities Why things between us never did last Was it maybe just diffrent person......

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...Below is a copy of your poem:  PLEASE I grew up around the corner from this church Watching a good neighbor turn bad Where people got hurt, and children grew up mad Where there was a conti......

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...before I start please allow me to say that if you don't see your name, please have no dismay but I just had to write it this way.... everyone here is inspiring....at least to me.... "Poetry Sou......

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...[If somebody asks] how old are you? [My answer should be] it may be 90, it may be 2 [Does it matter any] if I am true. We are, in fact, grains for the birds Seek our salvation in a pack of card......

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...Salute To Michael Jackson Fade from black to grey Fade from red to pink Fade from white to yellow But no matter what You always stood mellow No discriminations No racism or ignorance Could stop yo......

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...Look at them, tangled in insignificant conversation about politics or stereotypes of blacks, whites and Asians, lack of youth education, weather ruined vacations, how inflation squeezing their ar......

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...Thugs in the street with their pants hung low White T's and Tims with two golds in the front row Philly fades or braids, du-rags, and fitted hats Sweat towls around the neck Baseball caps turned......

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...I couldn’t zip up my pants and walk out the door Ground floor the sleeper So much weaker, no, you are of importance like the Tims, the hat, and the shoes while rockin’ the wife beater Who’s the......

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