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benyeakeh-miapeh
20/M/Liberia
Too much pride leads to shame Humbleness is tossed to grave we're tripped under the dark secret of evil tongues A Christian nation without sight We live on the surface of pains A pain of yesterday that's stuck in our memories Like broken vows Our integrities are over shadowed The dark dreary reality of our culture is fading We are sinking in the deepest part of ignorance Power holders use it as weapon to **** the poor How can I laugh? When leaders are killers They dance to the cry of innocent souls. We are Liberia The backbone of Africa It's time to take toes I can see a sparkling new Liberia A Liberia that'll live under the canopy of culture A new beginning with peace Where happiness will ruin And equality will whisper in every ears A dawning tomorrow is loading With no echoes of evils.
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Jun 26, 2021
Jun 26, 2021 at 4:31 AM UTC
A Dawning Tomorrow
I inhale the feelings around Something blissful and aglow Two lost souls have newfound Love on a fairground My heart dances to the beat of her sweet voice Performing different dance styles of it choice Words are not yet out but our hearts rejoice Awaiting to be rejoined after eons of lost I can feel the sign Waiting for me to opine It's special and outshine Bright like sunshine Heart is about to be loved and renewed And love is no longer misconstrued In my veins her name is tattooed I can see the signs of love in my daily mood. _____________________________ Writer/Artist © Artistic Poet ✍️
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Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 4:05 AM UTC
The sign
WHERE I COME FROM Where I come from A place of many believes Divided into quarters That are identified by taboos and believes Men are men/ women are women Paying loyalties to their surprime head But it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like home. Where I come from The believe of Christianity Is like the gemination of an Unknown plant in the desert Outpouring in hot sand But it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like Home. Where I come from Sambas and animal skins sound Better than drumps and pianos We gather every evening for stories Told by elders and kingsmen And make imagery of stories like movies Indeed it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like home Where I come from Good and evil are flammable In the air like gas With evil dominating like stars in the milky way Live there is different from the outside world You talk less to live long But it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like home.
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Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 12:49 PM UTC
Where I come from
Give me an ink To drink And I will ***** out my pain All I need is a place to think And I will sing Out songs of pain I wish I was an artist with brushes and paint To picture down what is making me to sink In the tears of my pain.
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Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC
My pain