Ivan Brooks Sr
Ivan Brooks Sr Poems
- My Dues Are Paid I came directly from through the ranks All...
- Blessed Beyond Measures I am not even a soldier, yet I have ...
- I'm On Fire I have the compulsion to just write I can't wait...
- Timeless Flight Just like an old master my mind comes alive, ...
- I Am Mama Africa I am mama Africa, mother of humanity My ...
- Hope Village As a resident of hope village be very thankful ...
- Oh Death Oh death, you merciless master of the dark ...
Ivan Brooks Sr is a liberian poet who lives in Norway with his family.
I was born in Monrovia, Liberia. My journey with poetry started at an early age but it blossomed couple of years back when my writing started to appeal to people.I Love to write and my passion for poetry and the burning desire to harness and perfect my craft is the driving force behind what I do.I consider myself a work in progress. I write motivational and inspirational materials periodically. I am admin of the All Liberian Poetry Group on facebook, I have some of my works published on poemhunter.com and other platforms. more »
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Don't think nobody's interested in your life as it unfolds, they do! Truth is, it's the lowest depths you fall in that fascinates them..It's the Wounds you sustained on the way down and the maggots an...Human struggles
''The rise of an over-comer is great news to thousands who can't overcome.''Survival
''One man will build a house, two strong men a village and few visionaries a great nation.''Vision
A true dreamer is often a versatile artist.The masterpieces he comes up with aren't always perfect from the start. like an artist, a true dreamer uses his imagination to retouch his dreams every now a...Dreams
''If you react wisely today about what people did to you yesterday, I promise you they will in no doubt come to remember you tomorrow.''Ivan Brooks Sr
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My Dues Are Paid
I came directly from through the ranks
All my dues paid, my homage to life
To my God alone all my humble thanks
For bread I slice with prayer knife.
I came strictly from my very own hood
All of my dues I paid through my strife
To mama dear for prayers and our food
For all she sacrificed to save my life.
I came humbly from a very blessed home
All my dues are paid through my chores
To charity, It said take and leave some
For all I learned I am beyond my shores.
I came strongly ready to join the hustle
My dues paid with my years of ...