Tribe Poems - Poems about Tribe

Hans Staten explorer in 1557 was at large!! And into the Amazon he did Barge..He was sion taken as a prize..To be cooked and eaten Later..No lies.) It took all his ingenuity, and our God the only Creator.) To be the survivor.' And an escaper, of such really vile capers.' He had to sing a merry song..?...

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Family is not anything But everything Family the root You the offspring God chosen To walk side by side Through all seasons without leaving. Tribes not a language Rather your people With same Heart and spirit But different goals Sharing same dreams Supporting each other relentlessly Family and tribe Never to be traded Neither be disputed But to...

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some people retain their natural goodness from their babyhood days, doing the right thing these are the thinkers who wait their turn do not jump in and correct people or overpower other’s thoughts by interrupting, cajoling, teasing, or being devil’s advocate I like these people. they are included in my tribe I know ten of them; they are my posse they are...

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Here is my best advice and maybe the only one I have because I believe some people need this one FIND YOUR TRIBE it may not have been your family of origin that is okay Do not feel guilty about that Do yourself a favor Do what you love to do Go where you love to go Find people with whom you LOVE to hang...

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The lost tribe Holocaust, the ongoing tragedy this time, it is the Palestinians who are victims from a tribe that has learned that if one has  to survive, they must be ty, able to tell lies and cynically plays on Europe's  common guilt The people of Israel took it upon themselves to emulate their former tormentors  tries to eradicate the Palestinians from  the face of...

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Born into a world, beautiful, free Innocence, beauty, perfection. Can do no harm, a soul without sin. Happiness, excitement, time to explore. Taking time to trust oneself, The world so free of hurt and pain I frolick and run, pretend stalk in the rain Everyday and all day dusk till dawn, To describe it clearly, after learning to crawl The freadom to live and...

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Across the city the emperor called For recruits to join the legions Travel to new and strange lands And conquer for covetous reasons As sun beat down they trained their men To fight for colonisation, Taking with them skills and knowledge Introducing urbanisation. Past mountains, lakes and plains they marched Battalions stood United Crossing countries, rivers, sea, Arriving uninvited. Invasion, yet...

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The white tribe In Europe and in other countries, with sizable white populations, the worry is, are the white becoming a minority? It used to be easy, the white were the English, Scottish, and, reluctantly the Irish. Of course, there was the Vikings in Scandinavia too blond for their own good and tended to be seen as...

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Medicine Woman resposes at the top of the summit surveying her village, protecting her tribe a brave’s job, her mother scolded her Medicine Woman scoffs, keeping a sharp eye out...

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From the womb life gushes forth, in hues of verdigris, red, yellow and blue. Her children leafy sentinels, two-legged, four-legged, scaled and winged; suckle from her abundant breast. We are each a Gaia-seedling, though womb waters are safe harbor for some her essence resides in all within Gaia’s tribe. ...

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Shining in the distance was a pinata shaped like round bubble A skinny limber boy yelled to his friend, “I will hit it on the double!” The friend was watching star lizard twist on mountain with his curly tail. Chuck, a skunk fox hybrid brought in bits and tatters of the morning mail. Larry, an unassuming chipmunk tossed around...

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I lost my whole family So I took in a neighbor I have paid, sold, washed, shopped, cleaned, and done for this neighbor more than anyone in his life has His own children won't call him, but I do His ex wife is dating his old friend I continue to encourage him He is lost in the meta verse One day he'll...

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Nowadays, It is easy to make a clone One day I will receive my own This has turned into an Orwellian nightmare most are clones of phones But living the truth will heal me The truth, we do not learn We learn you're good or you're bad And a 'living' you have to 'Urn' Add the B for bullcrap & you'll see you'll...

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A smelling tribe With a Culture of Bribe, For Bribe is often A Lever: The Answer to A Short Fever, Doctors to face “The Other Fever!” To Bribe she never says “Never”, Its purported sweetness “Forever” … A Blind-to-Truth Tribe You daren’t describe Her passion for Bribe; With the foulest fancy for it, Often bringing it about with wit; Where spared enough time to Bribe Is her Most...

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Zafar Khan Wald Jabbar Khan Wald Tayaar Khan Wald Hathyar Khan Wald Hoshyar Khan Wald Jalaal Sultan.....

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