Poems by Joe Moore

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  • Did you give up self praise
    to praise the creator of self...

  • Triune Self
    Eclipsed by flesh and mind...

  • Bambi Bambi Look
    the epitome of black essence...

  • Big Chris found a way of getting paid
    packing sacks...

  • They say that self esteem
    is the factor scale of self worth...

  • DON\'T HATE THE PLAYER HATE THE GAME
    BUT THE PLAYER IN THE GAME GOT A NAME...

  • Deep in the bowels of the warm peach land
    where lines of kudzu vines and tall pines stand...

  • Jack and Jill
    went up the hill...

  • When I was young
    my parents seemed real old...

  • In the beginning there was a void
    blackness filled the void...

  • I HAVE A HARD TIME LOOKING AT YOU
    ALL THIS PAIN YOU'VE TAKEN ME THROUGH...

  • This is a poor mans cry
    what do i do...