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Long Poem For Peace (PT8)   I t is is cold, ice is every where the door on the little shed swings on its leather hinges the goats are all gone, nothing moves but the swing of the door in the house the hearth is cold the chimney moans the old photograph looks down in silence at the sunlight in the dust on the table dinner places are still set the circles of light trace the bullet holes in the roof and walls in the spring the rats will finish cleaning the bones it was just a short five day war it was over in five minutes this scene is alive the screams will reverberate forever in the cold air as the old man clings to the old woman the goats roasted well over the fire made from the fence for mother Russia all of you will be contacted each in you own day Now I will not rest until every grave is opened and every wretched lie is put before you written so you can make no mistake what foolish nonsense brings me to this path you will know me the great gray b...

Invest more time in unself, more than u do on those u admire.  U've gotta always keep telling 'urself it's not over until I win'.  #ayodeletim

Strength is when you go through hardships and decide not surrender... #ayodeletim. 

Long Poem For Peace (PT7) I am every day and night I am every river and sea I am the wind I will not be silenced you will the wailing of the misery in the center of your brain may still your mouth you will see the sad eyed child Oh dreamers of Babylon wise men of Atlantis builders of pyramids and space shuttles formers of constitutions and writers of symphonies can you not figure this out? a sniper on a roof in Syria killed my teen age girl own this bullet who are you?????? tell me where it said in the Bible there will always be wars ? God is all powerful go figure You want to have your enemy Enemies make you into somebody you would not be without them both of you jump up and shout , stand up and spit and curse spin your hatred into a mass of moving people out down and over the morning smells like death it is all yours God does not force this on you although you would like to think that something else is at work here it is you puny littl...

Long Poem For Peace (PT6)   I am a child then I am a child now begging you to understand what you do when you speak of hate open the gate loose this beast unleash this tempest this insanity transferred around the circle of time give in to this destruction, embrace this passion of love gone to hell behold I am yours who am I ? war hate that flings a child snatched from his mother's arms into a well and laughs you can not understand I am the new mother listening to the rain on the roof and looking in wonder at the new babe in my arms the night is quiet and peaceful the terrible heat is broken the air is cool and sweet you do not understand time falls into itself it is, as it was, as it will be you decide I am before you in power and mystery I am not easy or pleasant no American reality television splatted with the blood of an Afghan bride would scream across the air waves into oblivion you can not comprehend (but you will) see the blood stain...

WOMEN I passed through the root of a woman Into this space to rule And to make my cravings subtle Still must need woman to be proud of ma league Women of beautiful eyes Women of substance Women, mothers of succour Women is everywhere, everywhere is women, everywhere till the end When I bear child with her she nurses it on her back Pacing all-night for the child, most Times till the cock crows Women is everywhere, everywhere is women, everywhere till the end Hot or cold, hard or soft, stronger and tender Hidden or open, right or wrong Women is everywhere, everywhere is women, everywhere till the end Just prefer your softness and subtlety By Habee Ayodeji (Awoko)

Left Me By   I smiled in the sadness like mourn in times of joy Just do it with pure skill to make clear dark day Smile on lips with her kisses each, each of sighs, With evenings filled with shining eyes, love heart, But lost everything once built with love and dreams. For reasons, my own conviction links have been lost Over time, have unleashed real pain in one another, In who knows how many, no matter the reason, left me As an encounter with self between time for reflection, to let fly the past and live the present intensely. So much time has been left to look for blinding me Wanting to fly higher than wings reach without love Give everything unconditionally not more than life That flows under sky, is just overcoming her setbacks Finding own self, just beautiful experiences lived. To value essence, to prove surrender is not in days Left everything aside though a rainy day in my face Drawing a smile in heart, turning off the past...