Education Urban Poems

I will stop reminiscing over the 1700s when the 2000s stop mirroring the same values
plantations upgraded to prisons, chains to handcuff, masters to head leaders...

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John. His name is John, that's what his peers call him. 
Johnathan Arifin His mother, calling him 'Arifin' Nathan, a nickname from his girlfriend Don't...

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Moor from Baltimore
Planning urban areas
              Curiosity
Studying the stars at night
  ...

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"...I don't know its name"

BUT! 

Someone once said we were slaves to Fashion   
I think they are right we feel sad depressed happy...

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See the girls on the corner 
In tight tanks 
And micro minis
Popping gum
Locking eyes 
Driving boys wild
See the sunlight 
Outline their curls in gold
Memories of...

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People are becoming a tribe of nomadic
Who emigrate and become fanatic,
Hoping they will get a peaceful haven,
They have become completely raven,

Wishing for a cozy Lifestyle...

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As we walk outside the 
  city opens its' arms to us 
A friendly crossing guard 
     signals to cross...

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Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to...

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Sometimes my poetry is just a case of words, 
and not necessarily my reality;           ...

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Open up your heart and mind
Life is changing with the time
Don't get lost, don't get behind
You must broaden your horizon
Deepen your thoughts, change a narrow...

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I am a smoldering cauldron of verbs
Confined in a disturbing squadron of nerves
So I use a glistening array of words
To keep them listening as they...

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My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet...

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Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because...

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This is a poem.
It's not abstract.
So if you just sit back and listen,
you'll understand
I'm going to say this poem twice,
so listen with your heart the...

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Houses lost, friends go away…
Then others I’ve never known…
Some areas worse, some less…
But all have seen the scar…

Empty homes with vacant eyes…
The bank will own...

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