Zanor Bell

Rookie - 93 Points [Zanhabab] (06/12/94 / Jamaica W.I)

Biography of Zanor Bell

IN POETRY I SOUGHT REFUGE, FROM CHILDHOOD TIL' PRESENT. IN IT I COULD HIDE WHEN I HAD NO WHERE ELSE TO RESIDE. NEITHER PRIDE NOR BRIDE CAN STOP THIS WORK I DO, MY POEMS MAY BE FEW BUT THESE WORDS ARE REALLY TRUE. REALLY HERE AND REAL, HAVE HELPED ME TO FEEL, TO TOUCH CREATION, EXPLORED IMAGINATIONS.

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Broken Women

The flesh of my flesh; the breath of my chest,
The heart I heard beating the thought kept feeding from
It there is no fleeting only beating, mistreating. Brain washing
Deception and a snare that is here and there a global fear. How long
Will you be fooled and led like a sexual tool, my sister? Why have you
Become his mule my sister? Given up your temple so easy my sister?
Thy companion or knight should have earned by fight, you toss it without
Sight or care. No longer a prized possessi

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