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charleydeinspirator
charleydeinspirator
25/M/Monrovia, Liberia Charles G. Kpan Jr alias Charley De Inspector is a Liberian Spoken word poet who termed his style of writing as Inspirational Poetry. His work has been featured in International Poetry Magazines including AfroRep, Synchronize Chaos, Poetry Nation, etc.
I'm starting at the finish line, Head spins, blood flushes through Adrenaline bolting than sound. Am I late blooming? Dried Leaves seem young. Ecstasies dance off my guts. As I dine to the feel of butterflies While being swept off my feet My heart now leads my brain. The suspense of romance persists. Obvious mistakes embed to the core. I guess I'm losing control. Entanglement of emotions, The fear to hurt is now the compass. As the globe shrinks so small I guess I'm a late bloomer.
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Jun 24, 2023
Jun 24, 2023 at 7:22 AM UTC
Late Bloomer
I am Liberia! Though scared by scourges of allien spades, My resilience bears the fountain of heaven's grace, Piercing the pangs of all my shades! My independence, I breathed into Africa's lungs, Clothed her with my stripes, the red, white and blue; And gave her a star when she knew not one! My waters rhythm waves of freedom, Hailing treasured mountains and supreme chiefdoms. Divine gemstones overflow the scopes of my coast, Their sparkles define the image of my undeniable beauty! My children are the ordained species of apex predators! Their lineages are woven with blackness, The tattooed birthmark of optimism— Unbleached to proclaim the glorified identity of their motherland! With arms of liberty I do solemnly pledge The allegiance of a century filled heritage! I today connect a living channel to the realm of your soul, Bidding you welcome, Welcome to Rediscover Mama Liberia
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Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 6:47 PM UTC
Liberian Spoken Word Poet — I AM LIBERIA
At this point, I'm drowning My braces are loosing grip The fire is my arteries is blazing This is not just another wit; it's a whip I feel the resonance of pain Every heart beat is a theory, like big bang My cage is shrinking in I guess I went out before the bell rang I'm having butterflies in ecstasies Oblivious, is the state of my dreams My returns exceed my escapes I guess I'm addicted to pain being at the brim Now, like a boat, I just sail by the wind As I watch my life implode Soaked by this chilling rain Unhopefully hoping for hope
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Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 7:09 PM UTC
Liberian Spoken Word Poet -ITS RAINING
Hello, is there anyone in? I need to speak to the owner of this house. You've been messaging me insults and false accusations so, I've come to clear me out. And I need you to hear me out. Today, I've come in many capacities. I don't know if I'm angry but hell yeah, I know I'm not responsible for your atrosities. I thought it was a misunderstanding but later did I realize that instead of running to your dreams, you're out here standing and keep blaming me for holding you back. You say I'm responsible for your lack as if I give you the crack; expected me to stack up your scattered pieces, hit yourself and blamed me for the bruises. Well.. I am LIMITATIONS. You say I stop you from growing, give you a range and contain your dreams. I called you names and rendered you blames, Shower you shames, made you believe it was real and at the end, it all was just dreams. I am FEAR I made you believe you can't make it I Eroded your courage and made you mentally spineless. I hid from you the reality so you just fake it And your runaways, I can say, they are countless. It's so hilarious you know How you make me feel so powerful. How you allow me to steer your life and for yourself, you feel sorrowful. You and your associates have made me seemed indispensable, popularizing and throwning me over your kingdoms. I don't owe you an apology. I've thousand reasons to laugh you in the face. Knee you in yours ***** and fist your jaws. WHY? You really want to know why? Hey ladies, Do you know Ellen Johnson, Macdella Cooper, Oprah Winfrey, Winnie Mandela? Hey my guys, Do you know, Mahmud Johnson, George Weah, Aliko Dagote, Tony Elumelu, Mark Zuckerberg? You're not Different from them. They just made decisions that you refuse to make. They ignored me so they became great. They refused to allow me decide what's best for them. They escaped the cages I built, the limits I set, the laws I made and the boundaries I erected. They looked beyond the present and if you wish to be like them, then it's time that you start to see through their eyes. It's like I need to start penalizing people for willingly giving me control over their lives and later accussing me for their strives. Today, I'm here to let you know that, I only take as much as you allow me to. Destroys as much as you permit to. Without your mentality, I am nothing. I'm a Your virus, parasite, I feed on you. I exist only in your mind and I'm nothing without you thinking about me. Oh!!! I just unleashed my secret. But I guess you know now right? So it's up to you to make your life what you want it to be. It's time to COME OUT and convince me that you're bigger than my limits. COME OUT and rewrite your story COME OUT !! Trust me, you don't want me here again. Because, my next visit will be more than just for clarity. GOOD BYE
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Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 5:21 AM UTC
Come Out
Hello, is there anyone in? I need to speak to the owner of this house. You've been messaging me insults and false accusations so, I've come to clear me out. And I need you to hear me out. Today, I've come in many capacities. I don't know if I'm angry but hell yeah, I know I'm not responsible for your atrosities. I thought it was a misunderstanding but later did I realize that instead of running to your dreams, you're out here standing and keep blaming me for holding you back. You say I'm responsible for your lack as if I give you the crack; expected me to stack up your scattered pieces, hit yourself and blamed me for the bruises. Well.. I am LIMITATIONS. You say I stop you from growing, give you a range and contain your dreams. I called you names and rendered you blames, Shower you shames, made you believe it was real and at the end, it all was just dreams. I am FEAR I made you believe you can't make it I Eroded your courage and made you mentally spineless. I hid from you the reality so you just fake it And your runaways, I can say, they are countless. It's so hilarious you know How you make me feel so powerful. How you allow me to steer your life and for yourself, you feel sorrowful. You and your associates have made me seemed indispensable, popularizing and throwning me over your kingdoms. I don't owe you an apology. I've thousand reasons to laugh you in the face. Knee you in yours ***** and fist your jaws. WHY? You really want to know why? Hey ladies, Do you know Ellen Johnson, Macdella Cooper, Oprah Winfrey, Winnie Mandela? Hey my guys, Do you know, Mahmud Johnson, George Weah, Aliko Dagote, Tony Elumelu, Mark Zuckerberg? You're not Different from them. They just made decisions that you refuse to make. They ignored me so they became great. They refused to allow me decide what's best for them. They escaped the cages I built, the limits I set, the laws I made and the boundaries I erected. They looked beyond the present and if you wish to be like them, then it's time that you start to see through their eyes. It's like I need to start penalizing people for willingly giving me control over their lives and later accussing me for their strives. Today, I'm here to let you know that, I only take as much as you allow me to. Destroys as much as you permit to. Without your mentality, I am nothing. I'm a Your virus, parasite, I feed on you. I exist only in your mind and I'm nothing without you thinking about me. Oh!!! I just unleashed my secret. But I guess you know now right? So it's up to you to make your life what you want it to be. It's time to COME OUT and convince me that you're bigger than my limits. COME OUT and rewrite your story COME OUT !! Trust me, you don't want me here again. Because, my next visit will be more than just for clarity. GOOD BYE
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Waking from the Dungeon of hypocrisy Expecting a change of Perspective Even though we've tested the hypothesis But, to the Mentality of yesterday, we're still addictive Banging on the doors of prosperity Not sure of what to expect Perplexed by the complexity of our uncertainty We just obliviously prospect. You see, it's hilarious how we camouflage our limitations Often synchronize our ill and limited beliefs Resisting the truths about life but expecting elevations And we give ourselves enough reasons to grief. We misinterpret the message Which got us placed in an unexpected slot Our own mind, we failed to envisage And we often misunderstand the plot Listen, it's never too ancient to embrace the difference One way or the other, we're all victims Like the plotter of the plot, we're expected to make sense And it's now our responsibility to revise the system Yes we must We must make the difference we hope for For in our hands, the next generation is entrust So, we must be intentional about what we stand for. YES WE MUST !!
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Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 9:54 AM UTC
YES WE MUST