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Dreaming of an effigy,
Dante
always gets to me even in
sleep where I keep my
darkest secrets.

Magnetic pins to ***** my
conscience,
God always wins in
the end.

I see the far side
which looks to be a short
ride
from here.

If there really are Elysian fields
I would like a job in the garden
watching my arteries harden
even as daffodils bloom.
 Jun 2018 luci
Joseph Flores
As no one knows perfection ~
I love my dew dropped raisin.

Eighteen days no alcohol ~
No more **** a blazin.

Since she put the glass pipe down ~
Since she stopped free-basing.

Today her best is shining through ~
Today she is ****-mazing!
 Jun 2018 luci
Leonard Akwo
This World
This world
twisted cord
many pains
little gains
many tears
little cheers

Freedom song
echoes strong
from ladies
from babies
'stop ******! '
cries mother

No answer
no panacea
heads burst
hearts burst
time flies
hope dies

many wrongs
how long
oh morrow
what sorrow!
Hearts fail
sad tale
Wrote this poem when almost despaired by the city circumstances a lot of people are plunged to in this world. We are so entangled by devices we plot wit our own hands and this is so sickening.
I have to remember how lucky I am
and that is some task for a forgetful old man,
but I try.
She, she, she
(said thrice because it sounds so nice)
helps me to get by
without her
where would I be?

There is or there was and still might be
something left of the former me
but
I can't remember and that's no bad
thing.
 Jun 2018 luci
Joseph Zenieh
CONSCIENCE  CALL

Conscience call, you are the voice of God,
That in hearts of men, you shout so loud
And tell us when little men we hurt
As we destroy dreams that hearts assert.

She walked long ways searching for jasmine
And was glad she could a bunch obtain
When he crossed her way and just for fun
He threw her bunch in the stream and ran.

Nothing she could do but looking up
At the sky, where all the weak get hope,
And went with a tear inside her eye.
She did not retort, but just asked why.

Life on earth has its own secret ways
As God always in the conscience stays.
He speaks with us and makes us repent,
And the wrong that we have done lament.

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
____________
 Jun 2018 luci
Bablo
I shut my eyes and I see her,
she's beautiful like no other.
I open my eyes and she's not here,
the thought of not seeing her is hard to bear.

Time has passed, she's now dead in my mind,
I now see many of her kind.
Don't know if I loved her, my bad,
someone once said,"Death is easy, Love is Hard“
Fall in love with someone who doesn’t make you think love is hard
I was running from the law
Running from the law
I was running from the law
Running from the law

Sleepless nights and sleepless days
A heavy sight but I'm wide awake
Bag full of money such a heavy case
I keep it close never stay in one place
I'm a loner and a rebel till the end
Got no relationships I want no friends
I know they'll catch up to me
Dead or alive I'm not going easy

I was running from the law
Running from the law
I was running from the law
Running from the law

A lost soul I've got nothing to lose
Nothing can make me whole I do what I chose
Ignore my conscious no time for remorse
My actions put me on a collision course
The things I've done I could never repeat
All for the money and a selfish proceed
101 headed north hot pursuit
To all the outlaws 21 gun salute

Now I'm running from the law
Running from the law
Now I'm running from the law
Running from the law
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