John G. Nelson

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Racism has a human heart,
An artery of cruelty and death,
It has the blood of anger and evil…,
Has a force of pains and hostilities.
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Everyday, decision ‘ re made
love can become choice we make
Everyday, true loves ‘re saved
Honesty and realities do wave
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A beautiful butterfly flies high above.
It gracefully emits, warm rays of love.
flies & swings its wings, like a dove.
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Gray-headedness is a wonderful crown of beauty
Wisdoms I have accumulated, I embraced my dignity
One birth, one youth and one old age, I have enjoyed
This wonderful life, I have eked out, I now sit to rejoice
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The love of a woman is killing me.
My heart is inflamed, it is craving.
poisoned by a potion of sweet love,
and blinded by sweet lips & kisses,
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Dear sweet mother,
I thank & bless thee, oh dear mother,
So much love, can’t compare to another,
I recall thy love, hugs all thru the night,
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An aging soul, silent nights & seasons
How we count days, amount just a few
And fight against the judgments of time.
To extend, stretch the brevity of life.
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I hear the whine of my dying brothers
Yon’, I feel pain of my crying sisters.
we Sat all night at prison doors & wept
Like soldiers, whose eyes haven’t slept.
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I can’t explain, trees, stars & lights,
The winds that blow north & south,
But I can tell the reason, I love you,
Pretty, lips, glorious eyes & kinds.
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If you were here with me
I kiss lips; moisturize them
I kiss tears & pains away
I saturate heart with love
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Oh! My goddess, thou made me fill….
Thou a perfect gift, I muse of thou still
Sparkling snow, incredible love abound
Quieting storm, I trod on crystal ground
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Strange woman
if I felt in love with a strange woman
whose love is adorned by every human.
body braids lights, in a perfect unison,
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When life has done its part,
And death laid us all in his mart,
When distress splits hearts apart,
And agitation become our friend,
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In my mind rolled, millions of words,
Mind lying waste, making anger lord,
In my eyes appear, colours of stresses,
But who said dream could come easy?
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I love her
I love her & I can’t fight my fall,
days, nights, I dream & beam love.
I’ve seen the faces of love & grace,
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Clergies, Emma, prophets; they’re described
False philosophies, doctrines they inscribed
Meddles in politic, war; tainting world stage
Tolerating immoral sex & same-sex marriage
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When I’m hunted by my ordeals or fear
Would you solace my heart and bone?
When I’m weary, bewilder or depress
Would you buoy my mind and spirit?
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I can’t rest, I can’t breathe easily
I can’t sleep, I can’t dream clearly.
Anxieties, pains beat me so easily
I’ve pleaded, they spoke unkindly.
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Does she know, light glitters from her cute orbs,
mountain breeze, sweet dreams, I absorb?
Like flowery gardens, her love streams gaiety
She rekindles my heart with streams of felicity
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As I walk the street, pretty smile,
Beauty, anxiety, bundle and pile
Taking dekko, admiring cute faces,
Sweet smile, all worth for a trace
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John G. Nelson Biography

My name is John G. Nelson. I was born in a small Village in Liberia On August 24,1976. I could consider myself a writer without talents, However, it is the force of manifold emotions that Drive my passion for writing poetry. I strongly believe Writing as an art, can be found in anyone who wishes to find it within themselves. Every human born of flesh, is vulnerable to stress As a result, I strive to make use of the pen to redress. As a human, there ‘re many things causing distress, There’re reasons for these emotions to be addressed. When emotions ‘re properly manage, they gie reasons Why they exist or why they taunt, for whole seasons. Human’s emotions ‘re gifts, not bundles of pain or toil They exist to add taste to human life not heart to spoil. Choice your best weapons to deal with your emotions, It is to every human who decide to reap the best potions. When emotions aren’t contain, they'll leave you deaf & blind. ******** jnelson7@gmail.com)

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Racism Has A Human Heart....

Racism has a human heart,
An artery of cruelty and death,
It has the blood of anger and evil…,
Has a force of pains and hostilities.

Racism has a human mind….
An Intellect of terror and delusion,
Has an emotion of extreme savage
The imagination of vile ideas

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

Racism has rare heman's emotions
Blended with neurosis and Psychosis
Plagued with Free-floating anxieties,
And Choked by Phobic Disorders.


JOHN NELSON 4-Mar-09

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