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By Someone Else’s hand

This is a poem I wrote under my pseudonym Poe Blount

He walked out the door that morning to live that day

No set schedule

No definite plans

Just be

He had no awareness of the guys thoughts behind him

He only felt the pain

Throbbing in his head

A bullet lodge in his brain

Instantly

Death by Someone Else’s Hand

Just a Child

Starting to learn wrong from right

Trusting all things

Even make believe family members

Use to being told what to do and obey

Frightened into secrecy

Hurting in places a child shouldn't hurt

Hushed with threats

Silenced by Someone Else’s Hand

She wasn't the cause of his anger

He was all ready upset when he walked through the door

She tried to comfort him

He shoved her away

She pleaded not in front of the children

She came to lying in a hospital bed

Black and blue

Beaten by Someone Else’s Hand

We have no idea the pain we will endure

We don't know the direction

Nor time or date

Sometimes not on purpose

Yet the cause is theirs

The affects fall on you

There's nothing more heart wrenching than to be hurt

And it's no fault of your own

Betrayed by Someone Else’s Hand

You didn't see it coming

You were unprepared

Knocked off your feet

Landing on your back

Staring above you

You see a hand

You grab a hold of it

Mended

He pulls you to your feet

You praise GOD

Healed by Someone Else’s Hand

Copyright 2002 Poe Blount

INTUITION

Sometimes I know

Feelings deep in my soul

It can be a glitch

At times, gut wrenching

Yet I know

In a matter of minutes

What use to be

Is no longer in balance

Something has tipped the atmosphere

I fight it

I don't want to deal with it

I have to

It won't let me be

Because this feeling is always, right

It will bring the house down for sure

I've come to know

This feeling

Deep in my soul

It's Woman Intuition

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TRUMPETED TONGUES

TALK, Talk, Talk

Telling everyone's business

Except your own

He said

She said

Regardless of the facts

Adding in your own

Spreading it all over town

Wagging tongues

Spitting poison

Cruel words spill from the hole in your head

Accusing

Judging

Overindulgence in assumptions

Hear the sounds

Of the ones with loose lips

Trumpetd tongues

Will they ever cease?

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CHICKENS COME TO ROOST

Chickens come home to roost

Everything you've done

Is going to come back to you

You will pay

No doubt

The seeds you planted

Are going to jump up

And bite you in your ass

Oh, I can tell

You

Thought you were Scott FREE

All the time

You

Thought revenge would come

From me

You have been mislead

Miseducated

Not thinking clearly

Didn't your Momma ever tell ya?

When chickens come home to roost

Everything you've done

Is going to come back to you.

Back to you

Back to you

Back to you

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Poetry Gallery 1

Warrior with words

Warrior with words

Capturing images of life with a pen

What they see, hear and feel

Writing it down on a piece of paper

Poets, authors, freelancers, and lyricist the list goes on

For your entertainment, escapism, knowledge, enjoyment and sorrow

Whatever the need or pleasure you desire in reading form

There are and will always be

Warrior with words

Capturing images of life with a pen.

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Keeper of a Dream

A mother holds her son

Minutes after she gives birth to him

Healthy...ten fingers, ten toes, her prayers are answered

A life dream begins for him

Until he can dream one of his own

She begins to be the keeper of a dream

A mother will teach and nurture her son

While he's going to preschool

Elementary

Junior High

And High School

Society has added its odds and ends

She wants the best for him

She is the keeper of a dream

A mother will get up every Sunday morning

Drive those quiet miles...alone

Waiting in a long line

Have her body searched

To see her son behind bars

Encouraging him and discussing future plans for his release

She is still  the keeper of a dream

A mother stands at a grave site and mourns her son

Remembering his dreams

Desires

Motivation to be somebody

And struggle he endured trying to make his dreams come true

She can't let it die

She will build his dreams for other mothers sons

Brick by brick

Even though he is gone

She remains the keeper of a dream

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Seven Deadly Sins

Poverty in every states neighborhood.

Drugs still being sold by our babies in our communities.

Guns giving to our youth so they can kill each other.

Homeless peple on the street and they are STILL trying to find a way to live on the moon, or save and repair a monument for billions of dollars.

WAR no matter who starts it...the INNOCENT do not have bunkers to hide in.

Healthcare, you pay for out of your weekly wages and you still have to make a co-payment.

Unemployment on the rise why? They can pay six employees for your one salary over seas.

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88 Keys

If I could play these 88 keys

I'd play the melody to these words

My fingers on my left would tinkle on the chords in a quick temple

While my right hand glided across C to D and land on G

I'd hum along thinking of the lyrics for the verses

And I'd belt out the chorus

I would write music for her tears

A beautiful aria to take away a childs fears

I'd play a symphony in the name of love with all the notes floating in the air

I'd create an opera for the healing of the planet

Taking control like Janet

If I could just play these darn 88 keys.

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The following 4 poems are from the poetry collection: Conditions of the Heart-A collection of self-love poetry. You can purchase a copy at Amazon.com

Bad Habit

Letiting someone else make your decisions for you

Giving into fear

Allowing someone else to dictate your life

Believing what you see on telelvision and magazines is how you should look instead of embracing your uniqueness

Allowing and accepting abuse

Because you love someone

Not taking responsibility for you

but expecting everyone else to

Straight up jacking yourself away from your purpose

Trust me when I say

If you want to remain in this ugly place

Keep repeating these bad habits.

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Love the Emotion

Love the emotion

Is

Kind

Caring

Never cruel

Giving.

Love the emotion

When abused

Creates

Anger

Hatred

Sadness

Sorrow

And cruelty.

Love the emotion

Is it good and bad combined?

Does the good and bad of it lie in our choices

Of whom we give

Love the emotion?

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Space for Rent

Love is free

And

As it' s intended for you to do, you give it away

It doesn't matter if it's man,

Woman or child

We make the choice to share it

And

Some may not deserve the love we are giving

Now picture this--if you can

Look at undeserved love like it's space for rent

When the lease is up or you have outgrown it

Pack up your love and move

Remember your love is overflowing

and you have plenty of it

And

At times, it can be costly,  especially when it's abused

Know that you will heal

And

The next tenants are right

Around the corner.

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Conditions of the Heart

Everybody has a heart and it thumps one beat at a time. There are many degrees of love, some can cause hearts interrupted, but believe me when I say hearts don't lie. Just look at the blueprint of a heart and follow the recipes for a healthy heart. You can jumpstart your passion because pain doesn't live in the heart. Listen with your mind, body and soul and recognize sometimes giving love is like space for rent. Your heart will know when it's time to make a union, and no matter what anyone tells you, physically hearts don't break, but it may feel like it. You can have blocked arteries and, God forbid, a cardiac arrest from continuing bad habits and keeping your dreams and purpose locked down like a heart on the down low. Remember, love the emotion you should give it to you as you do others, because if you don't you will show no signs of life. You are responsible for you, you don't have to carry a heavy heart, just keep pumping love. We all have conditions of the heart.

One love,

Self-love

Give Love,

Inner peace

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