John Sensele Poems

Seven shots in the back
Eleven noughts in the muck
As three innocent children in horror
Watch dad succumbing to police terror.
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Still standing
Still gaining understanding
Of the gravity of defending political pride
When covid 19 thrives in its stride
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Covid crippled complacency
Calling for deeper human decency
To build back greener
Making thought processes better and cleaner
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I hear my voice screaming
I hear my brain dreaming
Society has gone berserk
Responsibility elders shirk
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Today I may mumble and stumble
Tomorrow I may fumble and grumble
But if my effort insists and persists
Demanding and commanding I unclench fists
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Poverty in slums and gums stinks
Avarice in ivory towers clinks
While my distended belly cries
Cos all your promises beget lies
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Blackboard surfaces I rub
Unsure if viruses I scrub
Putting my family at risk
Cos for the greater I whisk and frisk
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For a while we played great
Till to my surprise
I realized you envied the prize
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My culture is maternal
The linchpin of our succession arsenal
Where maternity is fact
While paternity makes little impact
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Smash down walls of division
Where in prisons of division we deliver derision.
Erect transparencies of common purpose
Uniting to tap our common human resource
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