Finemocha's Poems

Good Times

Neoblack Poem | Funny Poem : My daddy has paid the rentand the insurance man is goneand the lights is back onand my uncle brud has hitfor one dollar straightand they is good timesGood timesGood timesMy mama has made breadand grampaw has comeand everybody is drunkand dancing in the kitchenand singing in the kitchenof these is go

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Song At Midnight

Neoblack Poem | Love Poem : Brothers,this big womancarries much sweetnessin the folds of her flesh.Her hair is white with wonderful.She is rounder than the moonand far more faithful.Brothers,who will hold her,who will find her beautifulif you do not?

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To A Dark Moses

Neoblack Poem | Nubian Poem : You are the oneI am lit for.Come with your rodthat twistsand is a serpent.I am the bush.I am burningI am not consumed.

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Phenomenal Woman

Neoblack Poem | Black Poem : Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s sizeBut when I start to tell them,They think I’m telling lies.I say,It’s in the reach of my armsThe span of my hips,The stride of my step,The curl of my lips.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.I

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Still I Rise

Neoblack Poem | Inspirational Poem : You may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may trod me in the very dirtBut still, like dust, I’ll rise.Does my sassiness upset you?Why are you beset with gloom?’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wellsPumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns,With the certainty of t

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Touched by An Angel

Neoblack Poem | Black Poem : We, unaccustomed to courageexiles from delightlive coiled in shells of lonelinessuntil love leaves its high holy templeand comes into our sightto liberate us into life.Love arrivesand in its train come ecstasiesold memories of pleasureancient histories of pain.Yet if we are bold,love strikes away th

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Woman Work

Neoblack Poem | Black Poem : I’ve got the children to tendThe clothes to mendThe floor to mopThe food to shopThen the chicken to fryThe baby to dryI got company to feedThe garden to weedI’ve got shirts to pressThe tots to dressThe can to be cutI gotta clean up this hutThen see about the sickAnd the cotton to pick.Shine on me, s

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Million Man March Poem

Neoblack Poem | Black Poem : The night has been long,The wound has been deep,The pit has been dark,And the walls have been steep.Under a dead blue sky on a distant beach,I was dragged by my braids just beyond your reach.Your hands were tied, your mouth was bound,You couldn’t even call out my name.You were helpless and so was I,

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I know why the caged bird sings

Neoblack Poem | Lesbians Poem : A free bird leaps on the back of the windand floats downstream till the current endsand dips his wing in the orange suns rays and dares to claim the sky.But a bird that stalks down his narrow cagecan seldom see through his bars of ragehis wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throa

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Men

Neoblack Poem | Black Poem : When I was young, I used toWatch behind the curtainsAs men walked up and down the street. Wino men, old men.Young men sharp as mustard.See them. Men are alwaysGoing somewhere.They knew I was there. FifteenYears old and starving for them.Under my window, they would pause,Their shoulders high like the

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