Yana Thompson Poems

As I hear the beating of the drums
my hips begin to twitch.

My heart thumps in tune to the beating,
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Listen.
Listen.

Can you hear?
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Hush now,
don't fuss now.

Your cryin' is breaking my heart.
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I am the warior Prince Fear!
I and my solders have conquered and held this vessel for many a year.
Vengence is my brother and Lust is my sister we and our subjects have been very comfortable here.
Joy is gone and evil abounds.
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In the darkest night and all alone,
I have walked the paths of loneliness.

In the depths of my mind I have fought then submitted,
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How beautiful and how strong,
women young and old filled with love.
Yes, we've hurt and yes we've cried,
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When you see a gypsy,
you see all of the sparkle and flair.

Your eyes grow wide in wonder,
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Mother,
I loved you once,
not too long ago.
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I've seen the good and the bad,
things that made me laugh and things that made me sad.

I've been hurt by those I loved and loved by those I've hurt,
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