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Beyond the Grave


I am no Englishman But I conduct constitutional statements beyond imagination and time I am no senator But within my own moral enforce laws only accessible to wildest dreams I passed out millions Millions of hopes, anticipations, values, and optimism I am not your neighbor But I come with welcoming grace Acceptance to your existence Validation of your knowledge I am not your parent But I will feed and clothe with my broth of life, empathy of unconditional strength I am not god Believe me when I assure of life changing premonitions When angels descend from heaven to lift thee to another day Next week Next month, and decades Do not underestimate my provision of sorrows or the melancholy drops of maroon embroidering passions I am here for thee You are here for me I do not fathom your god personally, but I can personalize your thoughts to my own fashion Wear your struggle proudly like a dim cloak of traumatizing ambition Frighten your challengers and recipients Expose thy power, You are not an animal You are human Refugee of common intricate wasteland Supervene and be forever adorned.
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Comments (6)

esdreani
Great Poem !
Amy
Very well stated!
skmoma
I haven't written a poem in so long. I am so happy you like my work. It was my submission to the poetry slam scholarship contest!
marie
This is really powerful! I had to read it aloud, as the poem begs to be spoken. Really nice work. Please share more!
skmoma
Please leave a thought or suggestion below, thanks for your support!
skmoma
I believe we are all one, and that no matter your origin and occupation hope still lurks whithin your life. Yes, their are those who are accustomed with the accusation that based on religion,race, color, occupation,sex,etc. that one has a set future.Not true! We all are in control of our own destinys whether those type of jerks perfer it or not! Thank you so much for reading my poem.

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