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What’s it about?
It’s not about a holiday shopping spree It’s not about neighbors singing Christmas songs Not about a beautifully decorated tree Not even about the compassion that seems only to last season long It’s not about the wish list children wait …
What’s it about?
By DeWayne Alston
It’s not about a holiday shopping spree It’s not about neighbors singing Christmas songs Not about a beautifully decorated tree Not even about the compassion that seems only to last season long It’s not about the wish list children wait …
Average Argument
I'm tired.. I wanna go to sleep But here you come with this nonsense I told you I'm tired, dammit.. so why do you keep Coming
Bridge over an empty river
“Politicians are the same all over. They promise to build bridges even when there are no rivers.” - Sir Isaac Newton Eloquent rhetoric Used to convince each other how much they need
I Need You Too (inspired by Jill Scott’s ‘The Fact Is (I Need You)’)
I know you are the queen Capable of doing all those things But there's a certain strength that a man brings Purpose being a specific need There's a certain order to things We both
To My Friends and Family
As I look down upon those gathered here today Who've come to pay their respects to me Each of you mourning in your own way There's something that I
Diamond In The Rough
"Aww she's beautiful!!!!!!" they all exclaimed To be a beautiful woman was her destiny Destined for great things her parents proclaimed She grew up faster than the eyes could
All About the Beat
Can you hear that? Sounds so good to me You know I feel that Almost like my heartbeat Has its own spirit The rhythm moves my feet
Every word in this poem is about you
I'm tired of loving you I'm tired of having to walk on eggshells when I'm around you Having to wonder if every syllable that parts my lips is gonna offend you Having
Bottled Sorrow
Dark shadowy existence from another plane And like a shadow he follows the every move of your frame Chases your soul; subliminal torture for the sane Destroys the innocent and the guilty;
Not etched in stone
A whore before dawn But the kids are up... clothes on Make them lunch... they're gone Sleeps until they're home Checks homework while dinner's on Cleans dishes... irons Calls her sister's home ''Watch the boys for





















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