Poems by patrick

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  • “ME”//\\ “I”
    Call me names if you will...

  • Un- plugged but totally connected, that is me
    Midnight on my clock...

  • Wrapped up in a white skin!
    I am, we are African...

  • my heart may not have eyes and ears
    but that is where I am at...

  • crestal ball on my table
    show me the future in my past...

  • POVERTY
    Sheets of corrugated iron...

  • The perverse complexity surrounding Christianity
    Turns out to have simple root implications...

  • Rage (3) 2

    A man in rage is a sorry sight to behold
    Shame on me...

  • I have never once pretended to be godly
    if nothing else I understand the human need of...

  • there be times I would like to dig up their...
    the head of rotter’s row...

  • Give me a break!
    I am stepping outside of the planet for awhile...

  • The dry leaves nourish my garden
    Why always the sweeping and blowing them away...