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(12058 of 12058)
Aug 27, 2008 3:05 AM
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I?ve slept with the mother of all tease
You know the one we all call a good squeeze
I fell victim to being seduced by wet and tight
That I forgot what true love really felt like.
I can?t recall when I started this sinnin?
Cuz I?ve been busy figuring out how Cupid?s plan was so different
I guess the consequence of getting attention
Is that your mindless as to how to show affection
It seems relationships are all about constant erections
If your soft, you lost
If your hard, your proud.
But don?t say it loud
You might surprise the crowd.
What the people see don?t mean its true
I am just another guy stuck in her queue.
I?m tired of her throwing constant hissy-fits
So let these four walls be my witnesses
That a man is but a man if he doesn?t decide
To be f***ed by a cougar or live without pride
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147
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2/28/03
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(12057 of 12058)
Selfish - An Ode to america
Aug 20, 2008 10:37 AM
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you want everything to go your way
like a child you wont play
anybody elses game
you want all the attention and fame
i've watched you from afar
pretending to be a Star
claiming dreams have happened
little girl caught in falsehood realities, trapped in
a world of her own
spinning in circles now that she's grown
remembering her past
how she would be the last
child left in the playground
with no one else around
singing ole' songs filled with myths
left alone in her zone - selfish
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147
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2/28/03
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(12056 of 12058)
Aug 20, 2008 10:34 AM
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Visions of a complicated life
haunt me
the battle of survival
stands at my door
will I win or will I fail?
that is the question
Everyday I wake up to harsh realities
an economy gone evil
money was at the root of it all
seven children got shot last night
sirens awaken me in the midst of darkness
for hours I find it hard to return to slumber
wondering have friends signed a death contract
what hope is left for tomorrows youth
when todays adults have sold hopeless dreams
no more levels for the upcoming to attain
unless we're talking levels of degradation
'I am more evil than you'
life spun around to a prophesied end
revelation of a world confused
Satan overpowers in new recruits
while God is no longer considered a friend
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147
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2/28/03
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(12055 of 12058)
Aug 20, 2008 10:32 AM
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the creations of these biased ass laws
black and white government got no balls
revised drug laws
but when it comes to hate laws
they pause
wake up and recognize
yalls eyes aint no longer on the prize
you must realize
they tryin to minimize
and dimininsh the size
finish the cries
of a specific ethnic race
got us runnin at a hectic pace
our days become nights
our nights become hell
our hell becomes - well
parallel to the jail
to many it appears WE failed
OUR minds damaged and frail
still prayin to GOD for us to sail
fly away to a space
a place WE'RE Ace
numero uno you know
number one - the Son
the last that became first
and those who were first
became last and their ass
began to thirst
and hunger
and wonder why their race
die working day and night
trying to provide a livin
while the preacher psychologically
teaches about givin
takin the little that WE have
buyin million dollar homes with luxury baths
same time they laugh
how they got the people gassed
ready to explode
cause the load they're carrying
is too overbearing
done gave all our money away
now the children lack caring
Cursed is this generation
including my black nation
who follow the racist man's plan
for ethnic cleansation
pure degradation
false education
from the school to the steeple
we've also deceived OUR PEOPLE
"Close your eyes
go to sleep
peacefully
wake up
and
meet my friend Death
BLOUGH!!!!
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147
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(12054 of 12058)
Aug 20, 2008 10:22 AM
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Ignorance is bliss
But it depends on what you're ignorant about
That produces happiness
How you gonna be happy
When you runnin' 'round town with yo hair nappy
But you know how to use a comb
You disconnected as a phone without a tone
Ring! Ring!
Wake yo ass up
And act like you know "Why The Caged Bird Sings"
Is it because he's imprisoned?
Hell No! "You Big Dummy"
It's because he knows how to let his FREEDOM ring
Ching! Ching!
That's the sound of the Men
'Working on the chain - gAaAme'
And that will be the only clue
To allow you to know
What you thought you already knew
Only few of us
Will know and understand the rules to this
The rest will remain fools and enlist
In the ignorance of true happiness -
True happiness is not, not knowing what it is you need to know, but knowing what it is you need to know. Fore, if you do not know what it is you need to know, then how will you know what it is you are to be happy about? - AmiriAmani
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4
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8/7/08
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(12053 of 12058)
Aug 7, 2008 4:10 PM
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My mind caged like the bird that maya angelou speaks of.
my heart full of eptiness because ,every woman needs love.
what a hurt that pained my mind.
what i sadness that hung over the night sky.
what a blessing it is for me to be alive.
what a soul & what i brain
what a heart & what i spirit.
i just wish someone in heaven could hear it.
my mind caged like the bird maya angelou speaks of.
my heart full of emptiness because every woman needs love.
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chanel*
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47
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4/3/05
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(12052 of 12058)
Aug 4, 2008 8:03 PM
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My Friends Call Me "Money"
Out In Public And
I'm A Young Republican
Here To Report
My Support
For Oil Exploration
Through Deforestation.
It Won't Hurt Earf
More Than A Slap, Silly,
I Mean Really, What's The Chance?
We're Talking Plants,
Don't Plants Grow Back?
My Stance On Iraq Is...
I Love It, War's Tite As Hell
Long As I Don't Have To Fight,
Well...
As Far As Immigrants Go
Build An Electrified Fence So
They Glow And We Can Know
Who To Shoot At.
Maybe If We Miss, We'll Hit Some Gays,
Anyways, Vote McCain In Oh Eight And
Make Sure Dough Stays In The Hands of the Few,
Jesus Votes Republican, So Should You.
IV
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2
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7/23/08
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(12051 of 12058)
Jul 23, 2008 3:15 PM
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Love I?ve Never Felt Before (Poem Dedicated to my Daughter)
To give life is one of God?s miracles
I can?t believe I?ve carried life, I didn?t even realize it was feasible
And now I have something to live for
My every existence poured into her
I never knew I could ever love anyone this much
A feeling that touches the very depth of my existence
There is no resistance
She consumes me and fills me with a love that makes my heart bleed
From the pressure of a love so deep
Her smile, her laugh, to see her when she sleeps
I?ve felt her in my belly
I?ve felt her pass through me during delivery
And I still can?t believe she is a part of me
She exudes beauty
A beauty that pierces my soul
Her mind I will help to grow
To fill with experience and wisdom
To be her rock, teacher, and support system
A love so unconditional it?s conditional to eternity
A love from the stars in the sky to every galaxy
It?s existence never destroyed
Only transformed
And projected into the universe
To someone else, who?s never had a love like this before
Who could not ask for more
A Love that I?ve never felt before
By: Alarna Paterson
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288
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11/26/02
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(12050 of 12058)
Jul 14, 2008 4:05 AM
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it's a distinct advantage
to speak succinct spanish
where i'm from...
banished from kingdom come...
long beach airport a roar
at the four oh five,
their voices collide
in a constant hum...
a thin veneer of road dust
settles here to coat us,
i try to be articulate
covered in pulverized rubber
and exhaust particulate...
people are lost,
it really isn't different
than any place i've been,
christianity
beating up zen,
drug troubles,
income class struggles,
boys splashing girls
stomping heart shaped puddles,
the selfish and greedy
cashing in...
"where i'm from"...
another way of saying
"where i've been."
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21
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10/17/07
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(12049 of 12058)
Poem of the Brave by D.R. Hill
Jul 11, 2008 12:15 PM
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Poem of the Brave by D.R. Hill
You came to me in a dream
Awakened my frustration and sent me down my path to prophecy
I was lost see
Turned my back on you again and again
Still you loved me
Thought no one was above me
These talents thrown to the wayside
Til that night I laid in a pile of my own blood, paralyzed, praying to the sky, for just one more chance
And it was you who cleansed my body, mind, and soul
I had known of you for so long
But never knew that you could make my voice so strong
I?ve grown in your presence
You see through him and I see through you
You have shown me that I can stand alone
And yet amongst many
You freed me from drug abuse and gave me courage
And you continue to help free the slaves
Cause even though Lincoln declared it over, real recognize real, we still playin that game
Not for fame, you do this because you have to
You must
You lust for the verbalgasm
Foreplay of the pen and pad
And ultimate microphone stimulation
You show the kids that you represent the true elements of Hip-Hop and that they do not consist of money, drugs, violence, and degrading our women
You speak the truth
The forgiver of lies
You wash away your burdens in front of strangers eyes
Naked vice
Without you I would be lost on my way
72 inches deep in my grave
You spoke to me, awoken me
Gave me my freedom
And now the day is anew
You continue to save me
As I view my reflection, I?m now proud to say
You are a poet, and you are Brave
www.myspace.com/drhillpoetry
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194
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10/31/02
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(12048 of 12058)
Jul 9, 2008 4:53 PM
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The time is up for talkin
come and walk in someone else's shoes
You've never witnessed life
until you heard and really felt the blues
Listen dude, from me to you
Life is short so speak the truth
Don't waste ya time just sayin rhymes
ignorin what ya need to do
Look people move to different beats
but REAL is REAL on any street
So spit ya heat or chill ya flow
but try to sound original
cause people know and most will see
you sell your soul so hoplessly
For a sold CD
and a taste of fame
you'd embarrass ya family
and disgrace ya name
then ya hate the game
that ya chose to play
but your life is yours
'til ya throw it away!
(c) Octavius Nixon
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Edited by suivatco at 07/09/2008 1:55 PM PDT
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6/27/06
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(12047 of 12058)
Jul 6, 2008 3:09 PM
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Hey my people....if there are any of you left~~!!!
It's MrsRivera, sorry I've not been on here in awhile, I didn't abandon our haven, I have been busy in school...just wanted to shout out all of you, and see how you've been!
You all know who you are 
again much love,
MrsRivera
p.s.
I Have a new myspace just for poetry...come by and visit, and if you have a myspace send me a friend request 
www.myspace.com/mrsrivera520
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6/15/08
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(12046 of 12058)
Jun 15, 2008 1:50 PM
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As I lay here, I feel the emptiness in me//
suddenly fill with undeniable concupiscence//
and I yearn for a physical connection-//
the joining of our hands, the enlacement of our bodies//
the culmination of our passion and relief of pain.//
It is more than the filling of my appetite//
it is to witness you in a state of which only a selected few //
are privileged enough to see//
but i pity them now because you in this moment, belong to me.//
I am captured by the depth in your eyes//
they tell me that you are mine and no one compares.//
Your kisses start off so gentle and sweet//
but they hurt with time only because I choke with greed//
and i prefer a sign of affection more intense than the purse of your lips//
I am in ecstasy with your presence alone, even in silence//
nothing is more soothing than to hear you breathe//
the rest of the earth disappears and you remain heavy in my heart//
You reign supreme in my kingdom, no one can pull me from you//
though our connection was inevitable, to fall was unforeseen.//
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8/9/05
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(12045 of 12058)
Jun 1, 2008 12:31 AM
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in love is an awesome place,
or at least it use to be.
so how do i avoid this taste,
disdain, and misery?
i opened up to trust,
putting it all on the line,
of course i know if i can't see
the blind can't lead the blind.
crying would help so much,
a simple release of some of this pain,
but the teard wont drop,
sleepless, tick of the clock,
realizing it will never be the same.
knowing it too good to be true,
try, though sadness comes,
insides hollow,then anger follows,
ending it with a bomb?
BUT
in love is an awesome place,
or at least it use to be.
so how do i axoid this taste,
disdain, and misery?
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8/9/05
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(12044 of 12058)
May 31, 2008 11:36 PM
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hey guys, wow i can't believe some of us are still hanging in, well i'm back. i know i've said it before, but i'm serious his time. i got my start as honorreedao, now i've grown up alittle to thiws name. i got a lil fire started here, imma put it on the glass in a minute. i'd love to here from some of ppl. who's really still hanging in with def poetry, as usal. holla at me chill.
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