Simon Samuda Poems

I have no words to describe how I feel.
Maybe a few, I want to hug and kiss you.
I know every curl on your lips.
I love the way you sway your hips.
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I only have 24 hours in a day,
8hrs to sleep,
8hrs at work,
2hrs to eat,
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Envy is a disease of the heart,
Jealousy is a disease of the mind.
They are not the same,
They are not one of a kind.
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I do not believe,
The Bible is the truth,
Why should I,
Because you said so.
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The frequencies are dancing and the clouds are roaring.
The heart begins to pulsate as harmony and balance returns.
Colours and shapes swirling around in my mind.
The mechanism of a Watch, ticks away.
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Out of Africa to chattel slavery,
From the dark Continent, the Black womb.
We are the Gods of Humanity,
Arisen from our tombs.
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Proud to be Black again,
That saying was once dead,
Black and proud,
James Brown once said.
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In the mist of my emotion,
High rose my feelings,
From the depth of my heart,
My composure fell apart.
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British democracy promotes
The interests of the rich,
At the expense of the poor,
A cabinet of millionaires,
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I feel free, why are they mad,
Why are they crazy,
No more marching,
No more running,
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