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Andre Moore Poem
Little girl lost
Without emotion
She floats on concrete
Shoes uffed over puddles
Running toward mommie
But mommie doesn't
Understand how to
feed this little
girl who is lost
And so without hope
And stranded in a
Rain Forrest she
Opens her diary
But only to close it
Without the words
She is lost for words
Lost without money
She chokes on P & B
Sandwiches
But stumiks the upsets
Of a broken Vail in her belly
She hides and trys to find somber
Sweet melodies
That will put her to sleep
Little girl lost
That's what people call her
In prison now
Hooked up to a mic now
She checks "1" 1 "2"
And speaks " who does really care"
This girl is gone and blue in the face
Of emotions
Final
Little girl lost.
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Andre Moore Poem
Mother was always honest with me
But I wasn't, open to school
Sceard boys don't play with lies
It's a secret sacreard to all
Where is she?
Home with me and others
Then why won't she write
Read, or come up with another
Child, because we are her only
Me & my brother, write Alice, read Alice
Make another answer for those teachers
Andre can't hide you no more
Neither can Quincy, read Alice, write Alice
Go home with them and do as I told you
To do!
Please don't ask why, ask how could they,
In there school, do her like that.
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All because I wasn't willing
To go all the way
She couldn't stay for me
It wasn't death
More like life
I was on her like children
In a playground
We played for hours
On moms bed
She and I weren't
Yet 18, but possessed
Everything to go all
the Way
Because she wouldn't stop
For me
I couldn't stop for her
The two of us on a
Course, treating it like
A fast moving door
Treading in water like
A junkie on there last hit
wanting each other so bad
But neither of us stopped to protect
Ourselves
When mourning came, I
Was melted ice cream
While she was a hot
Shower, no wonder people
Say "tell us was it good"?
I just smiled and walked
With a nod"yes" and no one
Ever knew how
She almost cemented me,
It was like a picture a
Painter painted
On and on without the
Proper colors
It was me at 18 and her
At just 17 and we gave
Each other a hug, knowing
It wouldn't be our last.
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Human nature
No dont touch me
You hit me first
So tell me why
Why, why, why/ Dont touch me
Just sit
Another strike
And another
One last one
Bow, boom, kabow
Now its over
And no one knows
Why.
Creation
A baby is born
And no one knows why
Well through it in the garbage can
Like Tupac said
*
"Tell mama don't cry"
What a life
What a life it lived,
And no one knows
why
Except you.
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Andre Moore Poem
Be Cool
Just like James Dean
And his leather coat was so soft
His ledger was smoke only,
When it’s time to play
His winds were elegant
And air was elegant
High times
Cliff climb
A speed racer
And no time to talk
It’s just move
And just go ahead
The 1st place finisher
The only one built for this
And so, being cool takes a lot time
Lastly, cool is just this Awesome.
Love making
My love runs deeper than the abyss
And the washing of my blood is
As pure as the blue waters
Hot and spicy
The making of a man
And just like fine silk or satin
It’s a work in progress
The motion goes
up and down and all around
I can’t stopped
It only goes where I want it to go
The rip and pull and the hard
Or soft pull ups
Wow, spills of soft feathers
Running off legs and turning out
Her prairie can be heard in tombs
Click a clack
and night that’s when I’m off.
Allegiance
Areba’
Sizzle and summer
Now Go, Go, Go
And going in and going down
Now its coming in and coming down
Its Tito Puente
And Celia Cruz
Salsa and samba
What a CA-rumba.
Kindred
Two souls entangled
One man, one woman
Both kindred spirits
In toe
A broken heart
Laid out by the woman
& She claims Ethiopia
While he claims Africa
And now it’s time for them both to heal
He, a riotous mighty Osiris
There wind, there neck, it charms
Them both
Man he is
Son of god he claims
And the woman is a lady of the moon
Taking flight at night
They gather rain storms
With the sun and earth
Chills and more chills
Until later they both will remain
Unfazed by their adversaries.
Brown skin
Hey there my brown skin
Are you ash’
Then grab some
Shea’ butter and
Oil some my way
Dear brown skin
Why are you now afraid?
Afraid of the darker ones
Light skin it lights up
All while yours seem to stay
A lie
Out of the sight you take pleasers
Across the seas
Them you may take up tree bees
Why not pop up
A dream of Polynesian marks
And speak toward the covering of skin
Used for Brown skin and its elements’.
Jelly roll
Jelly roll
Pimpen’ stroll
Do this as it goes
Sweet on pastry’s
And now it’s plain to see
You’re not in a dip
Your back and black
in the innermost ways
See this is some easy stuff
That remains ran
If its money you’re after, then
My wife’s maybe captured
And so pimp my soul not hers
Never will you get my epiphany
Because it’s in time
Straight in all its claim
You remain vigil in them flowers’
So be will or be gone
From sight and someone differs
I guess they will never ever
Forget about Jelly Roll.
Sugar shack
The sugar shack
Is a place we call home
A place to get throned
You come here and find pretty
Women, and tickle their little toes
Play with big money
Or get ready to go home
Sugar, Sugar
That’s what I call it
So some hither, hither,
Because in here we don’t ever
Play around
Sugar, Sugar.
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Be Cool
Just like James Dean
And his leather coat was so soft
His ledger was smoke only,
When it’s time to play
His winds were elegant
And air was elegant
High times
Cliff climb
A speed racer
And no time to talk
It’s just move
And just go ahead
The 1st place finisher
The only one built for this
And so, being cool takes a lot time
Lastly, cool is just this Awesome.
Love making
My love runs deeper than the abyss
And the washing of my blood is
As pure as the blue waters
Hot and spicy
The making of a man
And just like fine silk or satin
It’s a work in progress
The motion goes
up and down and all around
I can’t stopped
It only goes where I want it to go
The rip and pull and the hard
Or soft pull ups
Wow, spills of soft feathers
Running off legs and turning out
Her prairie can be heard in tombs
Click a clack
and night that’s when I’m off.
Allegiance
Areba’
Sizzle and summer
Now Go, Go, Go
And going in and going down
Now its coming in and coming down
Its Tito Puente
And Celia Cruz
Salsa and samba
What a CA-rumba.
Kindred
Two souls entangled
One man, one woman
Both kindred spirits
In toe
A broken heart
Laid out by the woman
& She claims Ethiopia
While he claims Africa
And now it’s time for them both to heal
He, a riotous mighty Osiris
There wind, there neck, it charms
Them both
Man he is
Son of god he claims
And the woman is a lady of the moon
Taking flight at night
They gather rain storms
With the sun and earth
Chills and more chills
Until later they both will remain
Unfazed by their adversaries.
Brown skin
Hey there my brown skin
Are you ash’
Then grab some
Shea’ butter and
Oil some my way
Dear brown skin
Why are you now afraid?
Afraid of the darker ones
Light skin it lights up
All while yours seem to stay
A lie
Out of the sight you take pleasers
Across the seas
Them you may take up tree bees
Why not pop up
A dream of Polynesian marks
And speak toward the covering of skin
Used for Brown skin and its elements’.
Jelly roll
Jelly roll
Pimpen’ stroll
Do this as it goes
Sweet on pastry’s
And now it’s plain to see
You’re not in a dip
Your back and black
in the innermost ways
See this is some easy stuff
That remains ran
If its money you’re after, then
My wife’s maybe captured
And so pimp my soul not hers
Never will you get my epiphany
Because it’s in time
Straight in all its claim
You remain vigil in them flowers’
So be will or be gone
From sight and someone differs
I guess they will never ever
Forget about Jelly Roll.
Sugar shack
The sugar shack
Is a place we call home
A place to get throned
You come here and find pretty
Women, and tickle their little toes
Play with big money
Or get ready to go home
Sugar, Sugar
That’s what I call it
So some hither, hither,
Because in here we don’t ever
Play around
Sugar, Sugar.
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I do the washing
i don't say anything
I half to cook
& I wont talk back
The mom
mame'
the wife
Ms. Sheila
I do it all
every night
everyday
it never gets old
when I'm nervous
I take pills
he hits the wall
It never fails
He's dad
He's mad as hell
He wont stop
he is a husband
I carry the rings
I needle alone
Where are the kids
in the rom?
We must accomplish more
We are never separated
when will it stop
when he is gone'
That's when ill be gone
gone home with my mamma'
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Home tonight for E. Fitzgerald V. Vangouh
Carry on
Carry on
why'd you go
away,
the summers not
over yet
Stop the midnight
traffic
with your sour notes
stop it all in your
truse
"starry-starry
night"
paint the picture
& paint it right
Capture all that
turns the air grey
To capture all that
is turning the night time
Gay.
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