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Poetic Politicking

Published by Angelina Mary Anderson at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Angelina Mary Anderson

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Poetic Politicking Table of contents

Poem1. The motivation

Poem2. Beautifully broken

Poem3. Monster in my closet

Poem4. Pimping our babies

Poem5. Domestic insanity

Poem6. Food 4 thought

Poem7. Know no good

Poem8. Hater parade

Poem9. Stay true

Poem10. Survival of the realest

Poem11. In the mirror

Poem12. Amerikkka

Poem13. I’m ghetto

Poem14. Hustler

Poem15. Dreams

Poem16. Believe in me

Poem17. Making moves

Poem18. Never give up

Poem19. My blatant disrespect

Poem20. Guilty pleasure

Poem21. Love

Poem22. Just 4 today

Poem23. Smile

Poem 25.I can

Poem26. Skin deep

Poem27. Shit happens

Poem28. 4play

Poem29. Tramp

Poem30. Stereotypes

Poem 31.Scandalous

Poem32. Jealous bitches

Poem33. Got me thinking

Poem34.In the name of Jesus

Poem35. Alone

The motivation

Life is a movie play your part from beginning to the end finish what you start

When the light turns dark find a way to shine just keep moving forward leaving the past behind

Blind cant lead the blind become your own leader be good at what you do rather its mathematics or a fluently reader

Cheaters never prosper they end up settling for less with the mentality of grasshoppers instead of the best

Fly like an eagle by hanging around prosperous people to elevate your status and become one of the greatest established

Work hard every day no matter what the pay you can always get promoted if you stay focus and know how to play

The game is thick stick to the script because haters come a dime a dozen when you stacking up chips

Stay ten steps ahead be prepared for the worst a wise woman told me to always put God first.

Beautifully broken

If you bend and don’t break then that means you are beautifully broken why should you be embarrassed by the sculpting and scolding

Look inside of yourself and see the treasure you are holding that shiny token of a few words spoken is a revelation unfolding

Even though you may fall remember that rubber bounces back like a basketball just stand tall even when your back is against the wall

Stop complaining and start thinking then the naysayers will wonder how you prevented your boat from sinking

Simply smile and say to the doubters that God is good and he has all power when you begin to flourish in new endeavors like flowers

This might leave a sour taste in their mouth but if you want to be happy there is no easy way out

Shout to the mountain top until you see some progress no one has a smooth sailing without a little rebellion in their success

You’re not failing you’re flying the inner eagle is trying flapping its wings propelling to different heights like skydiving

Whoosh through the fears, tears, and stagnated years embrace the new you and let your enemies be of good cheer

There’s still hope don’t give up on your blessing and hold on tight to it like a rope

In due season you will reap for every effort you have sown and you will see how much you have grown if you let go and let God sit on the throne.

Monster in my closet

There’s a monster in my closet and his name is “Past” he caught up with me to tell me a few jokes but funny thing is I didn’t laugh

No conversation just subliminal shots aimed at my back like a coward committing a horrible violent act

I tried to tell him I “Changed” but my misery became his game and when I wouldn’t play by the rules he told people I was mentally insane

That monster in my closet is yearning to break out its like Pandora’s Box filled with flesh with a lying tongue in its mouth

Screams from this wandering ghost with no time in the hourglass to compensate for the pain not even close to a million dollar stash

My sins are kicking me in the ass but why do you ask? There’s a monster waiting to come out and he’s clinging to old trash

Feed her death and kill her inner energy this monster harasses me constantly where is your “GOD” these devils are full of mockery

I’m bearing my cross with my wounds from despair the trial of a human being persecuted like an electric chair

I got “Blood” on my hands but I didn’t put it there now tell me how do you sleep at night knowing life hasn’t treated you fair?

I refuse to die and no I won’t believe the lie it’s just too much to live for besides I can’t see through my third eye

Don’t taste the apple and don’t touch the tree there’s snakes in the grass and they keep good company

Sheep in wolf clothes stole from Moses and Aaron but the “Power” of the Most High God sent their enemies a warning from heaven.

Pimping our babies

If sex sells then we must be the prostitutes if it’s not about oil then it must be the loot

No 21 guns only soldier salutes our troops are being compromised by lies instead of truth

They use the slave mentality to carry out injustice then wonder why our kids are mind- controlled puppets

It’s despicable the way we sell out our own people when it comes to the money we are not created equal

Ask the blacks that were left hanging in Hurricane Katrina fuck FEMA and the rest of Uncles Sam’s ballerinas

Dancing with the devil on his or her way to hell telling everybody else it’s okay to be blackmailed

When they nailed Jesus to the cross they forgot whom he belonged to the Most High God and his judgment is coming for you

Stop killing the leaders, teachers, and philosophers start killing the stereotypes, stupidity, and gossipers

An idle mind is the devil’s workshop it’s not hip- hop it’s that mainstream flip- flop

Telling your kids to be losers, lazy, and crazy then turn around and abandon our babies

This system is corrupt and if you sold out too then you’re just as guilty as these nuts

Don’t be a part of the problem be a part of the solution and fight for change in our Constitution.

Domestic insanity

When you see my wounds do you stop and stare, or like fuel to fire do you even care? You’ve seen me cry and left me to drown in my tears then got the nerve to ask me why am I living in fear?

Don’t you know I put on a safe face just to hide my shame and disgrace you say I’m crazy I say you’re the basket case

Turn up the radio even the TV show beat my head like a drum the neighbors will never know and oh yeah that black and blue color has got to go

What do you mean? “I didn’t do that “it was only a scratch, but what I really meant to do was hit you with a bat

If you love me then help me with this misery don’t turn your back and leave me in this insanity

I’m not justifying your actions I’m just asking will you stop the punching, kicking, and slapping

No one knows you’re a monster but me your a sheep in wolfs clothes that even a blind man can see

Go ahead it doesn’t hurt just play dead but sooner or later I’m a kill you because I’ve been misled

What’s the use its not abuse put some make up on so we can call a truce

If this is you then I must confess that life is too short to put up with this mess.

Food 4 thought

Don’t bring knives to a gunfight when you can shoot a person with the truth and save

their life

I’m not one to back bite I rather tell you to your face what I don’t like

I know a pictures is worth a thousand words but what about actions, you couldn’t sell me a dream today because I don’t fall for distractions

The name of the game is subtraction, take away the iniquity in humanity then we wouldn’t have fatal attraction

I know it’s a lot to swallow but our youth brains are hollow and hard to follow

If you’re a teacher then enlightened your students only a fool isn’t prudent

If you’re a thinker then use your mind as a weapon, you are what you eat and it will show in your digestion.

Know no good

I can see clearly now that the damage is done I can take full responsibility for my wrongdoings because of a new path that I am on

I can tell the truth since I was living a lie I can accept failure because I took the speck out of my own eyes

I can trust my inner spirit for guidance in my pursuit of happiness I found my treasure in my God gifted talents

My passion for thirst in this dessert produces many streams I can tell you how new water is a continual blessing

Lead me to the pastures of righteousness hoping one day my trials will not be forgotten

The good fight of faith that we work from progress towards success is an accomplishment not an option

No third eyes open just me with one token that’s my honest sincere word that is spoken

Jokingly I brash at the trash of my past I gladly lose myself to what I know now as free at last

The vision is what you desire in your heart not the worlds way of doing things simple and in the dark

The light bearer the grim reaper the soul seeker that one uses to deceive the nonbelievers

Get behind me Satan my vision was heaven sent I have no reason to submit to materialistic presence

I have because I ask I know how to do good from doing bad so please don’t make me laugh

The vision is yours no need to procrastinate just believe in yourself and watch like an eagle how you elevate.

Hater Parade

You may kick me when I’m down still I rise from the ground I bet you thought you’ll get

the last laugh but the jokes on you clown

You mock my pains are you insane please tell me what do you have to gain

There is no profit in destroying souls you backstabbers remind me of trolls

With nothing to do you wait for my demise I see your true intentions your a devil in disguise

I’m glad you took the time to hate on me my walk, my talk, and my personality

I lift my head up high in spite of your lies you can’t cut, kill, or destroy me with your eyes

I know who I am beautiful and bold because this is God’s plan I’m worth more than gold

No weapon you formed against me will prosper only forgiveness and humility is what I offer

Your shame is shown by my reactions your constant harassment is like a fatal attraction

I won’t break or take your cake like a fat kid on a diet I’m exercising to become great

Seeing me smile hearing me laugh should change your ambitions to be another snake in the grass

You say I’m ugly that’s fine with me but every time I look at you I see jealousy

Keep on hating your work is hard it takes a lot to be unhappy when your goal is to sabotage

Is my grace putting you out of place I guess that’s why you frown in my face?

When I turn my back I see you hawking stalking my style which happens way too often I have a life with purpose to pursue you have an agenda to hate and that’s why you’re good at what you do.

Stay true

Don’t you know any better? Why are you busy bodies clocking my cheddar? I must be hot or is it the sunny weather

What makes you do those evil things like focus on how I pursue my dreams? I didn’t ask for your permission but since your being nosy pay close attention

Are you bored without goals or desires I’ll tell you where my secret is it’s in my passion and fire

I have the willingness to dream big I have Christ credentials because I am His

My impeccable ideas is a reflection of His witty whizz no need to boast it’s just how I live


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