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Because It burdens me with joy Sowing me deep into the cold black earth So my stomach never turns with remorse At a full life lost In the shackles of a distant dream Because It tunnels into regions unknown And I must stay true, Along, Its maddening curves I must when Its call Descends upon…
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Today, I roamed through the sewers Of a thunderous kingdom, To be free From the lassoing rays of the sun
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: Congratulations to the following contributors whom have been chosen for the literary publication Microaggresion- Then & Now Microaggression Then & Now Contributors: ? Don Beukes – Preface, Diary of a Coloured Boy, The Restaurant, The Beach Xavier Smith – Microaggression, Microaggression: A Fabricated Reality Michael Griffith – Acclimation Alicia Minjarez…
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I have my own slice of the French Riviera Under bright, Caribbean skies The songs of Veracruz Disperse at high noon Behind Harlem brass Enlivened, by rumors of spring It unfolds on this day Corralled By a redwood fence
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She stands Before a lineage of heroes, Parting the darkness With her flame outstretched
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Truly exhausted I have earned my soft place to fall, And I must fall With the world at my back
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I cannot, depart from this ground Until I’ve spent every ballad And my frantic rhythms Can endure through the night
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I live in a deceiving light That shines only praise Upon my scarred form The sights of the masses Will surely aim high Through my affair with pride
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Sailing over the falls, I quietly surrendered With arms outstretched Through the plunge and the crash The ireful river, Now slows to a crawl Revealing green swathes Of ancient treasures
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Strange melodies emerge from within To draw me apart Then scuffle To the edge of my pen
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