Wakeup Poems - Poems about Wakeup

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Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Wake Up Black Man Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: May/2017 Black man, I see that you have lost your way - chasing after women of another race - I'm your black queen, but, what does that mean? I'm not your first choice, so you look away - I...

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Pray a wakeup call in the world has begun Tho clouds may punish with storms on the ground All harm will soon vanquish with a rising sun As peace ‘n the promise of a new day is found. Tho clouds may generate storms on the ground It is with love ‘n compassion we will survive As peace ‘n the promise of...

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Oh my Beautiful Butterfly, I want to see you fly; Why are you resting inside the pupa? Come on! It's time to wake up; Don’t be shy to fly, Oh Dear! Your limit is sky; We have seen too many colors, But your’s is so special to us. Come out quick with flying colors, I want to see you flutter. Will you land on my...

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Its morning time But getting up has no drive Trying to keep my eyes open I feel such heaviness Heaviness! I don't know where it lies Also am I not sure, of what? Whether its there But I feel it Such heaviness in my eyes Even the bright light Shinning through my window Is not enough to clear it And I simply turn my back At night I...

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There is a girl named Brianna She Is 12 years old and she loves tea And makeup! So every morning when she Gets up she does her hair and makeup then gets a cup of tea. Then she goes to school and meets up with her friend Tiffany but Tiffany does not Do her makeup so every...

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I was called handsome and intelligent A name that pushed me to learn fast and memorize lots of things I believed in myself and thought I could do anything My books and dictionary were just like a prayer I felt great and willing to leave even after I died I looked for challenge anywhere, and felt ready for them My energy...

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Unmistaken and unread Words, walk, wakeup Past the mahogany dresser And the ruffled feather bed Behind the sunrise Where love speaks red Words, walk, makeup She is a woman Unmistaken and unwed...

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