Long Hustling Poems

11 am everybody was preped
And in the yard pass the two 
Houses waiting and planning for the
Cruel Ball Opposition.
 There was Amadeus 
DJ Damali Rico Nyaf Justin Jordan 
Tanaka Aka Tank Constantino Aka
Tino Ricky and...

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A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway
(route 76) both heading into
(and a small number of hours later
exiting) center city Philadelphia
to Schwenksville on May 19th, 2024.

Yours truly (a doodling Yankee), and the missus
went to town, NOT...

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There was a noble sadness hiding in her eyes.
She wears a smile, though elements of insecurities
Trembled in its corners...
Dignity and suffering, combating
for the control of her expression.
Hiding the battle scars of her life; 
Intending to...

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“Collection Kaki and school bag, collection Kaki and school bag”
These are the words echoing from the woman hustling on the street side. Mindless people passing by glancing at her and listening to her afternoon cry.

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Dunce! You can’t spell cat
Dunce! You can’t spell rat
Dunce! You can’t spell dog
The mad man cries out in the street
Shaming and exposing big men and women.
And shouting expletives upon expletives.

X cloth, Z cloth blue cloth,...

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Dear Me…

                             Today my thoughts are about you, only you!
                       ...

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Political Poetry

Obama: what bard, what griot, what poet wouldn't want to tell -the miracles of our times in tales.
What courage, what evidence that man can endure; fulfilling the destiny for which he was bore.

Stones were...

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Never mind games tag you're it,
What's my true purpose here am I to be really cute and feared
My not name blaspheme and smeared
This unknown gospel to the center is it made clear
As I run and...

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Moe
Larry
Curly

Shep 
Joe

This Three-Fifth Stooges moron quartet
are brain-slow slugs you don’t wanna IQ know

Just sitting on a milk crate,
waiting outside of the MGM studio gate
Moe, Larry and Curly passed my way

They were yukking it up,
talking clown...

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Race-Ism

What makes one man or woman better than another?
Should we think differently of those who adapted
to another environment and adapted another color?

If our differences are only skin deep as a tone
why do we unto our...

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or The Mysterious Lost Love Quest
 

The old man dusted himself off and quickly started on his merry way
 this his last port was where his desperate soul sought to forever stay
Decades of sailing ships...

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The afternoon dances before and night sky
Threadbare shoes dangling on their tired feet
Torn up clothes bulging underneath the deep
Dirty clothes sticking to their slender backs
And a strange odor circulates around them
Five boys and one girl...

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I kept searching for years when the answer I seek was so near. I kept looking for a profound  answer but found myself on a wearisome path, marred with interminable disasters. I emptied the...

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Today was a better day than yesterday
Because my spirit did not go astray
Today was a better day than yesterday
Because heaven is coming my way
I woke up very early this morning
From a very bumpy sleep that...

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" THE TALE Of A YELLlOW  PONCHO" - Something OLD (posted in 2020)
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Back to you Billy, for ways I whiled away herding ennui

Ah...a flood of memories wash over
this anointed Goatama Boo Da,
whose respected G.O.A.T status
among generic green acres, 
which swathed across Highland Manor 
analogous to petty coat...

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Pawn
You've been a peon, lowly pawn your whole life
Never amounted to much,
nothing much ever went right
Grew up dirt piss poor,
never knew the reason why
you were put on this earth for
So you start cyber chasing every...

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Impoverished courtesy scam artists Harvey Specter

Entrapment videre licet fiendish
gnarly hustling scheme erector -
sent me to the poor house, where alms
not forthcoming to ease financial affliction,
where yours truly money matters still stymies
ways and means to relocate
to...

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Somewhere in time this Philosopher stonily ponders...

A poet (quite familiar with yours truly)
sat at his computer
trying his darnedest to craft a rhyme
imagining when both parents
of mine lived during their prime,
when me creative father acted out...

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Everything is still, 
Everything is virtually quiet on market street 
I walked slowly down the street
listening to a silent song singing from a distance land
Then suddenly a  strange stench oozing from the Chinese wholesale
Store...

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This is Lagos-
a welcoming address to all dignities
an old sermon preached by three wisemen
no praises or pleasantries at the entrance gate
Come and face your death or life warrant
in a no man's land but everyone's home
The...

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Moms wondering when her son will come home
She don’t realize he now belong to the road
Chose his own destiny, a hustler’s life
Married the game, she’s a demanding young wife
He’s lost sight
Throat tight
No longer can tell...

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My roommates are all up and about. It’s finals week and everyone is hustling about.
Lisa came in from an early exam, it was snowing lightly, she looked right at home.
“How’d it go?” I quizzed.
“E-Z,” she...

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[Wishing a joyous Christmas to all the poets at Soup, and may all have a very happy, healthy and productive 2020!] 

Christmas has sadly lost much of its significance. Yes, we pay lip service to...

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Who doesn't check on their Facebook timeline?
Even Mr. Been does

Everywhere its competition 
At least for me it is rarely true

Before i post i first weigh 
what others have got to say
 
That's why i think...

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