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Creativity ANBAKAYEAR poem by   Kenvil Atkins ANBAKAYEAR Tall palm trees shooting up to reach the skies so tall that its fruit wasted away falling down from its heavenly perch in time to start a new, I walk up the roads to reach my goal a sack full of provisions I was told, to h...   Read more I AM JURY 21 poem by   Kenvil Atkins Who am I to judge another oh no not I please tell them mother? You taught me right I fought to do the right with all my might. I sit in judgement of another making decisions I dare not blunder. We do wrong to each other some wr...   Read more THE PUPPET KING D... poem by   Kenvil Atkins They wanted a new king to sit him up on a puppet throne All they got was an old king that went on digging up bones Never mind they say we can control him just pull his strings His strings were all but broken the puppet man had a...   Read more NINETY-EIGHT TODA... poem by   Kenvil Atkins Open your eyes tell me what you see Sunshine as she dances upon the morning dew Red roses for Mama I pick them today And gentle shake away the dew off the petals A dozen roses for Mama all in blue For I see blue skies green grass...   Read more WALK WITH ME AWHI... poem by   Kenvil Atkins You may not know me quite possible I do not live in king’s palace Nor even heard about me I do not boast of my accomplishments Possible you may have seen me I labor tirelessly where I’m sent I am who I am a slave of t...   Read more YOUNG AT HEART LO... poem by   Kenvil Atkins We met in the most unusual places day after day, gentle breeze and rough seas surround us ours was a time of innocent Who can you be oh nameless one what can you be but a passing thought staying long enough to torment my soul As pla...   Read more ABOVE US ONLY SKY poem by   Kenvil Atkins The bluest sky of Milwaukee is at the exact sport as that of Saint Lucia A million miles from nowhere standing in the exact sport of yesterday Chin up head upright I see the vastness of space and time in my mind How far is hea...   Read more HOT TOO HOT OR NOT poem by   Kenvil Atkins The first thing you notice was her lips luscious and inviting. As if it was not enough her hourglass figure sway in the wind. I could not believe she fancy me I had nothing to offer her. Yet she said that I was the toughest tha...   Read more
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