Best Liberation Poems

Frustrated by great expectations
                                      ~ lower them for...

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The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a mute reminder of their selfless valiant sacrifice.

They endured brutal Apartheid...

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LIBERATION
I am still in chains
Slavery, colonialize and apartheid 
Are words you do not want to associate yourself with..
I know you have been emotionally stimulated that you are free
Just illusions, you are still in handcuffs, shackles in your ankles
Meaning-mentally, emotionally and spiritually incapacitated
   You...

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They say you should think happy thoughts
but tell me what’s the use
repression is depression, it’s self inflicted abuse
Take a minute before you dismiss this, walk a little in my shoes
If you refuse, the mind is the only thing that you’ll lose

So listen what would you...

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"The Liberation" 

When your home
is torn out from underneath you,
like a rug or a tablecloth,
nothing of value is left standing
on the surface, except silence.

life implodes for a while,
you’d think the vessel empty.
however, eventually,
what burns inside
is enough to fuel

an atomic missile;
you think better of that
and turn...

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Hopes and prayers soar in aspiration
  In this season of heightened anticipation  
When diverse cultures in our great nation
  Await their holidays with eager expectation

Channukah, Christmas, Kwanzaa -- in ideation
  All Festivals of Light, their candles lit with jubilation
In awareness of...

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The King is dead and Malcolm too;
Those who are left include me and you.
Now is the time brother, what shall we do?

The Black Power Stokley left behind
Is gone into decline; faded away—
No one remembers Kwame Toure.

Pass the White House today.
You know what they say:
“The more...

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A Liberated Sonnet of Liberation

The heroes have been silenced. Gone.
The leaders are contained. Contented.
And the warriors are now married 
To the earth; and we are divorced again
From justice—cast aside once more.

The fruits of the journey lay rotting
In abandoned dream sheds;
War is no longer a game...

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General Eisenhower was a man of foresight
General Eisenhower had photographs taken
because he knew that evil is eternal
because he knew that Satan is immortal
because he knew someday some would deny
that it ever happened.......

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Appeared to be a normal day,
At our University of the Third Age,
Grannies and Grandads writing epic lit.,
Forgot our hearing aids and blankets....
We walked away from our class,
Drank our coffees on the grass,
One old moll began this thing,
We cast off inhibitions and wedding rings,
Decided to have...

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I am going to write about liberty
When do you have liberty?
When God liberated you
or when you liberated you?
When God does, my friend
You can liberate yourself all you want
But not until He liberated you
You would feel true liberation
What does liberated mean?
It means that you are free...

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WORLD WAR 11 THROUGH THE EYES OF MY MOM
POEM NO. 1 OF TRILOGY

World war 11 was nearing its end, 
The Nazis losing ground
In Russia, been driven out of Moscow, 
Everywhere snow bound,
Dying like flies because of the bitter cold,
No Food, no shelter, just attack after...

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when the glory of a
man 
is turned into a
mystery
his pride becomes a
mockery
for ignorant of the
truth
is the cultivation
of wickedness
and arrogance the
father of
foolishness
his heart consumed by
grief
and his mind hunts
for a relief
but lost in belief
for his god fails
him
and nothing to be
held in high esteem
for his reward is
condemnation
caught in...

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As I sit and watch
Watch you denounce the obligatory violence
Announcing and pronouncing the fabricated freedom
Joyfully commemorating and celebrating your assassinated true leaders
The enemy killed not the leaders but the ideas
You buried not them but the ideologies intended to truly liberate you
6 feet deep under the...

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For my Mother 

We would nurture hands building pedestal.
What man nurtured women, matriarchal?

Procreation, Liberation, Choose one.
Some things we'll never fully understand.

Who made the moon as mirror for the sun?
The heart of men in darkness was outdone.

The blind man saw poison of jealousy.
Darkness and blinding light...

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