Steven Taylor Poems

The racist cloaks his loathing thoughts
behind deceiving eyes
Those men who once wore hoods and robes
Today wear shirts and ties
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Music touches all of our lives
like a breeze in summer heat
soothing, calming, ever new..
we long for its repeat
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We the black people,
The workin folk
Bus drivers, waiters, garbage men
The common peeps dat
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I trust you father to provide
a path for me to walk, ...
and wisdom to ignore the fools, ...
let them laugh and let them talk
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An artist will do anything to let their feelings flow
not love, nor hate, ...not pain, nor loss
could ever stop their show
the gift that God bestows will be a constant voice inside
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Go anywhere you want to go
Do anything you want to do
Succeed or fail, win or lose
Just don't be afraid of you
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get rich, get money, ...
any way you can, ...
invest, insure, diversify,
have a 'make mo' money' income plan
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Richard was a vessel, an artist that was black,
In a sea of white suppression, that he carried on his deck, …
He made us laugh so hard that we were all reduced to tears,
His message helped us overcome our anger and our fears.
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if you really love someone, ..
than make them feel so good, ..
share all your feelings, good or bad, ...
and never say you should
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Relationships establish
through a shared resolve
to satisfy our common needs
hoping friendships will evolve
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