Mr.dwaiters
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Mr.dwaiters
The chosen oneMany are call, but few are Chosen This world is very tempting but I got to keep focus, In case y'all didn't notice, I been chosen, Doing the time the scrolls were wrotten, even before the Twin towers exploded, I was even there when Martin Luther King had qouted I Have A Dream Speech, I could tell you in details how Rodney King got beat, I was watching from the tallest hill when Emmet Till got killed, I'm the one told ms.Till to have an open casket, so the world could see how drastic was her son tragedy, When I witnessed Harriet Tubman bravery, she was the first one I admonished that the south was out of slavery, I still remember her statement,(how you expect me to lead them to safety)? I told her to follow me, she say (how when you I can't see)? Just look up in the sky, I will be the brightest star of them all,and then I send the sweetest star of them all, I witnessed Europeans plan, on how to plan, to steal the toughest smartest men, from the land, where the mother bi... |
genocideWe got to combine |
freeI want to be free,soaring aloft like an eagle,gliding with the breeze, right below the clouds as its equal |
My Proverbs(My Proverbs) What goes around, Comes around because everything has it cycle, whats go up must come down , it's because gravity hold things down, what was once lost, could be found, it just matter if it's worth searching for, with every problem, there is an solution, it just matter how bad you want it fix, if you tired of feeding a man, show him how to hunt, therefore it should be no exceptions, if you want her to respect your morals, well stop disobeying them yourself, if you tired of listening to what another person said, come up with your own plan, give an man some bread, you only feed him for an day, show him how to plant you will feed him for life, talking without action, is merely waisting your breath, living with no goals, is like trying to grasp for the air, you will never catch it, taking care of others, and not feeling appreciated, is like feeding an homeless person and he spitting the food out in you face, worrying and stressing over things you can't control, is like... |