Freedom Urban Poems

Beneath the city's concrete awning,
Sunlight pirouettes through the urban sprawl.
A danseuse of shadows on an asphalt stage,
Nature's pulsations thrum through it all.

Skyscrapers, leviathan bellwethers,
Forge an...

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Menace to society,
Deranged minds,
Sinister thoughts,
Unsettling spaces.

The unknown looms,
Minds in cluttered rooms,
The untold overcast,
License and freedom are precast.

Trouble in public places,
Comes to languages and races,
Bleeding hearts...

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In the dawn’s hazy light, I see them,
The weary souls trudging forth,
Faces etched with half-slept weariness,
Their spirits longing for escape.

In this bustling cityscape,
They gather at...

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Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence,
with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway.
Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for influence
within...

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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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Condors and skyscrapers
Concrete walls and glass walls
Are outstanding landmarks of a city
Blocking the view of the sky and greenery
Cars and heavy traffic
Highways and flyovers
Add to...

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I thought today I could make it work

it wasn’t so much the sadness

as lightness

as bottled crocodiles and persimmon fungi

as broken arrows across the ascended 

the...

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tomorrow stopped by 
looking fresh as always
as yesterday was getting ready to leave
had errands to take care of before midnight 

that’s what she told us...

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Reality check let’s look around us 
conspiracy theories mean feet ain’t grounded 
heads in clouds like white powder buzz 
black man screams white power just...

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Slugs and snails line the highway,
Munching, crunching, drinking fumes;
Early in the morning, late at day.

A tunnel of black ahead looms,
Feasting on diesel, ready to growl;
Into...

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Dancing to Sisqo 
like a dad at a disco
that ain’t the diss though
you’re a straight up pissed ho
handbag on the dance floor 
where your sandbag...

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In these days, we prayed -SERIES- 

"TELL FREEDOM" 

June 10, 2017

              ...

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Dance, Ladies, dance!—
By the light of lanterns.
Let your red skirts swirl
Like the tops of carousels—
Candy-apple red.

Dance, Children, dance!
With your glowing adornments—
Rainbow blue and green—
Firefly green.

The...

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Welcome to the Motown Motor City,
asphalt carpet ghetto grind
Automated fated urban living,
everyday inner-city surviving
Hard mean streets handing out no pity,
sharpens perceptive razor minds
Last stop underground...

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Society got me weak
It’s crazy how you walk past a homeless man
	And don’t ask them “Do you want something to eat?”
It’s cold hearted in these...

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