Ezekiel Brown Poems

All dark, not a beam of light
Old and weak, beautiful grey hair
She crawled her feet
With faith and care
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Flicked his eyes and the sky was still there
The sky was still there
Nothing has changed
Resurrection—He’s too late to think
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If you had a golden spoon
Don’t be carried away too soon
The world is a son of evil
Worths nothing. Reflection of death—
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Don’t try to fight him
He’ll scrunch your bone
He’s a man on his own
Though the eagle is bald
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