Freeman Poems - Poems about Freeman

in ventura every night you leave us outside post pandemic with this law that these people have leveraged interest into the legislature we exist confronting a housing collapse, mortgaged slavery of our seconds titled as dead parcel's with violated civil rights frames the assault on the person is this eminent domain of failed body boundry by the non profits and legislator irwin thanks for...

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O free man, you live with ease, Unfettered by restrictions or disease. Your mindset, so unburdened, true, Keeps you from the things that ensue. But do not let your freedom bring, A careless way of doing things. Though you're not bound by law or fear, Do not make your actions appear, Unscrupulous, or full of spite, For then your freedom will take flight. So guard...

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There is no… African American history, Native American history, Irish American history, Italian American history, German American history, Chinese American history, Hispanic American history, or White American history There is only American History —and Morgan Freeman got it right! (Grantham New Hampshire-February, 2017)...

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Tendrils that soothes the river bank, on a gloomy day - askance look, hangs high like steam on their faces. What begets this - a synergy? Myriads of thought runs aloof our threshold! Celebration brawls our inner minds; for the ecstasy is known, purging feelings like an erractic wave! Who thought of this...

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I cherish my freedom Hard earned though it was Through the abolitionist railway And those who supported the cause An African slave, though free upon birth I was sold as a slave And was now bound to the earth Run for the caves boy Run for the caves Run for your freedom Or die here a slave Run for the caves boy Run for the caves Run for your...

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There is no African American history, or Native American history, or Irish American history, or Italian American history, or German American history, or Chinese American history, or Hispanic American history, or White American history... There is only American History, --- and Morgan Freeman got it right! (Grantham New Hampshire-February, 2017)...

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In writing this down, to not make you frown. Pretend all is good, as all stories should. The story to unfold, of a tale yet untold. Long ago glory, of hardened men and some gold. This all came at cost, morals, values all lost. The hero would be, a dark man, not yet free. Born into...

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You Don't Control Me. I Am Not Your Bowing Slave. I Am A Free Man. Even Though You Seek Control, You Know You Cannot Break Me....

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when it is sincere there's nothing else more power full than 'couragement ~~~~~~~~~~~~ thanks, my friend, agape and namaste ~N...

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If human brains hold such high capacity Why is the use of intelligence scanty? Some claim telekinesis and ESP Are available to them quite readily While others have trouble writing and reading Is intellect defined in unborn seedlings Pregnant mothers who listen to classic tunes Say the passion for music grows in their wombs But that can't explain the...

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Marriage Beneath the moon two lovers share their dreams. Before daylight blinds an eternity of sunbeams. © July 12, 2010 Dane Smith-Johnsen...

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Look at me; I am so successful! I am nothing save for Jesus' blood! Have no god before Me Love God first then your neighbor If you love Me, serve widows and orphans....

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Why thank you Bill for tagging me To write a poem for soup family I love it here, i'm having a ball My dream is to inspire all I've made great friends along the way Such talented soupers, i must say A place where you can truly be Expressive in your poetry A place where you just have to show it Because just like...

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Peering at the radiating faces of happy families So much joy emanates from well-to-do children’s sparkling eyes Wish I could replace the grief, put smiles on the faces of my sons Without a glimmer of hope even promises of warm meals would be lies In the brown eyes of my sons, the same eyes their mother, my wife Sadness the...

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That One, Parts Red Sea This One … Now Points To Set Free Moses’ Poetry … - - - - - - - - Because Of Your Shining Faith-Light ...

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