Keith Hardeman Poems

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1.
Love And Basketball

2.
The Story Goes Untold

3.
Engaged In Eternal Nothing

Engaged in eternal nothing
But nothing has since been evolved
So now my nothing is something
Back to the wall
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4.
I Know Why Superman Died

5.
I Pray

6.
Not The Type Of Brother To Lie

Im not the type brother to lie and heres why, I have sit up in the bedroom and winced as I seen her cry.... wondered why. How could I be so heart broken distain for this world of malice. Incredible how you find yourself when there world presents a challenge. I don't claim to be the best but better then the rest inherited genius from lifes cruel test. Indulge me.....hold me, at the very least console me. I may not be your lover but a friend I can be.And when we find whats right, then see we'd be something special like a new age Bobby and Whitney exclude the crack. See I be just sitting here thinking so the world revolves around me I play something sweet, like a Luther Vandross melody. And from the sweet tunes of loves eliquently embodying embrace we may find ourselves under the stars the moon in that special place. Hesitate! ! ! wait my heart starts to stutter such a beautiful woman and she can't find a brother, a other, just someone to call her on. Well for this special moment. JUST SAY THAT YOU HOME.

Sometimes I just like to write.
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7.
It Has To Be Said

It has to be said.......
While brothers in the streets, lord, fighting wars earning stripes and you mean to tell me this is alright... yeah right. Alright, watch the chains fall, the shackles unbind. No longer shall we weep, the time is mine. The nation shall know, worst of all hear. The triumphant return of a real man. Black man with no fear. So hear me for what I am and all that I must be. If you not a real man, put on your best kicks time to flee. Get on the good foot for those before have failed. For all that I see those that came before me bailed, left us young brothers to languish in hell. Watching the anger swell. As my mother cried, my brother died and where were you? To busy being a 'soldier', someone should of told ya. Ain't no war in the streets, only in the home. Boy you have kids and can't pick up the phone. WRONG, Yeah I said it. Look at us black men were the hell are we headed. Our females being exploited instead of finding gods annoiting. Look at you pointing but four fingers point back. Saying 'she ain't no woman', Nigga she wearing the pants. Cooking, cleaning, working and hurting. With no one to hold console. LORD NO. Why ' man I didn't know', and thats a excuse. You knew when you was dicking and sliding taking pride in making her hips wide, belly grow, so yeah you know. But with a grown up game come grown up consequences. And consequences shall be had. Because the state of the black man. From black man to black man, BROTHER WE SAD.

Only what mine eyes see.
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8.
When The Earth Shaked

9.
Midnight Songs

10.
The Preverbal

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