John Sensele Poems

In trouble
On the double
I drive my peace away
Concocting chaos along the way
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In the cavern
Insanities burn
Frying fragments
Frolicking in undergarments
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Elmina hustle, bustle and castle
Dehumanisation in every muscle
Rebelling against shipment like chattel
To the Americas where us like charcoal in the jungle
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A trip in my cell in Hell
Incinerates both my brain and my bell
Awakening to curses circulating in hearses
Where carcasses of collusion clad my verses.
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Blood-curdling boots of brutality my brow smash
Bloody AK47 butts of my emaciated neck bash
‘Can't breathe, ' says I
‘Traitor, terrorist, ' a cauldron says, 'you'll die.'
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Cursed cowards vomit vitriol on social media
Karma curses them. They absorb little lumps from Wikipedia
Boast the entire Encyclopedia they can parrot
Fact is ‘They know not ignorance catalyses cursed rot'.
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Let not my ungrateful hand
Bind the grand gift in the land
Ancestors bestowed on humankind
To make me more humane and grow more kind.
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Appreciate your self worth
Distill not your soul into self worth dearth
Or others will hack your fun
Sacrificing it to a saturnine sun.
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Beyond the tears and fears
The new normal on us imposes
A silver succour snatches spears
From delicate doses, replicate roses and pontificate poses.
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Tell me not, in sanguine slang
Humility counts for nothing
Blown cold, grown old on the whims of the tongue
Reminding us not to belittle and pour spittle on everything
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