John G. Nelson

Rookie - 0 Points (August 24,1976 / Monrovia, Liberia)

John G. Nelson Poems

41. My Heart Cried 11/16/2006
42. My Heart Is A Man 2/1/2008
43. My Heart Is In Thy Hands 7/2/2007
44. My Most Ancient Bride 3/2/2009
45. My Prayer 8/6/2008
46. My Second Letter To Grace 11/16/2006
47. My Tongue 7/29/2008
48. Nature 1/11/2008
49. Old Age Feel Good 11/15/2006
50. Once A Dream 8/23/2008
51. Prison Holes 10/1/2010
52. Racism Has A Human Heart.... 3/4/2009
53. She Looks Just Like You 5/17/2008
54. Sleep In My Heart 3/2/2009
55. Strange Woman 2/10/2007
56. Subtle Emotions 1/11/2008
57. Tell Her What She's Worth 12/4/2006
58. The Elements 11/16/2006
59. The Moment 3/15/2007
60. The Whine Of My Brothers 8/31/2008
61. Three Days 11/15/2006
62. Time Slipped Soon 6/18/2007
63. To My Lovey 11/30/2006
64. To My Unborn Seed (Chpt I) 12/4/2006
65. Today, A Wonderful Day 6/18/2007
66. Today's Religious Leaders 1/2/2007
67. We Our Own Author 3/27/2007
68. What A Beautiful Day! 4/11/2007
69. What Prize 7/2/2007
70. When I'M Dead 11/14/2006
71. When I'M Weak 1/9/2007
72. When Life Has Done Its Part 1/11/2008
73. You Can Be.... 2/10/2007
Best Poem of John G. Nelson

Racism Has A Human Heart....

Racism has a human heart,
An artery of cruelty & death,
It has blood of anger, & evil…,
Has a force of pain & antipathy.

Racism has a human mind….
An Intellect of terror & delusion,
Has an emotion of extreme savage
Imagination of vile ideas, macabre.

Racism has a human mouth,
It has tongue of torture, depravity,
Many teeth of brutal incision & kill
Has a lip of sorrow, hate & death.

JOHN NELSON 4-Mar-09

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Three Days

I'm award, soul has gone through many stress, Pains.
Take courage, stay strong, your mind in wisdom train.
Viewing with shrewd mind, the heart always retain.
Proper view, delights the mind, heart sorrow refrained.

Have a soul ever wonder, why beautiful birds sing?
why birds permeate the air or swing beautiful wings?
A soul that behold conclude; birds 're part of our world,
Created by the true God, to spice our unmoral world.

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