Shame

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Black Face First Lady

Black Face First Lady

When a white celebrity's
past
reveals
they
painted
their
face...

Poem -

The Mind of Many Faces

The Mind of Many Faces

Lurking in the shadows, teeth are sharpening, he must not share, the family shame,
Singular in mind...

Poem -

I'm to blame ....

We were coasting
Winning with ease
A moment of madness
No one to blame but me ....

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Poem -

The Lies People Tell

The Lies People Tell

Our friend had diamonds and sapphires on her fingers,
you could see them sparkle as the beauty...

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Greed

Greed

Greed
Greed is believing in what you feel you deserve,
Greed is believing reciprocation...

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Seen Through Their Eyes

My father and his wife
Visited my apartment where
I live alone.
Having lived abroad...

Poem -

When?

Innocence

When?

The innocence of youth.
From which we should all desire.

For this world,
Is nothing...

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Evil Is As Evil Does

Evil Is As Evil Does

The Red Tsar sniffed you out
Though you were thousands of
Miles from the mother land
...

Poem -

(A Young Man) Ashamed of...

(Overcoming Embarrassment)

Ashamed but...
Maybe he half- wanted attention-
Trying to overcome embarrassment
And...

Poem -

The pain

The pain is deep, the pain of fear
fear that I am imperfect, faulty and broken,
Oh,I have...

Poem -

Radiation 1986

Radiation 1986

Invisible death all around us,
Penetrates to the humans warm core,
Deceit, deception and...

Poem -

Babysitter's sin

Babysitter's sin

She pulled
It out
And played
With
It
In the privacy
Of a...

Poem -

OLD SCUFFED SHOE

Old scuffed shoe lying alone on the street
I'm sure at one time you belonged to somebody's feet...

Poem -

shame is a bitter taste

I can't tell the world
that you have my heart,
but I need it to be known
somewhere on...

Poem -

Habits

Habits

They will smile and look into your eyes
They’ll avoid the truth,
and you will believe in...

Poem -

Rasputin

Rasputin

An intoxication
That behooves me.
Tis all I am to know?

Where doth thee reside?...

Poem -

Crushed petals still bite

Crushed petals still bite

The system never taught you this

that you could gash the throat of a whispy cloud

pressure...