RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN
‘SUM’ RIVERS RUN DEEP
Does your river
run deep?
Like the bloodline
through
the grave.
Or
does
Satan
own
that soul?
Can
you be moved
by ‘dawgz’
‘anna’
water-hose
of the
60’s movement?
Lord knows.
He knows.
Does your river
run deep?
Like the bloodline
through the grave.
Or
can you
be loyal
down
to the bone?
Lord knows.
He knows,
I SHALL NOT BE MOVED;
my river
runs~~~~~
way
‘TOO’ deep.
Dedicated to: Faithfulness
A B.A.D. Poem
WAR. WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR?
‘EVERYTHANG’!
I declare war
on
my oppressors.
I declare war
on
the lessor
of
two evils.
I declare war
on
my
persecutors.
I declare war
on
child molesters.
I declare war
on
hate crimes.
I declare war
on
hard times.
I declare war
on
enemy lines.
I declare war
on
un-just
bias.
I declare war
on
drug dealers
pimps
prostitutes
and
liars.
I declare war
on
Satan’s hire.
God ain’t
‘comin’ back
to ‘brang’
no peace;
He’s ‘comin’ back
with a vengeance
to finally
‘FREE’
his peeps.
WAR.
What Is It Good For?
‘EVERYTHANG’
WRONG
as you
can‘SEE’.
A B.A.D. Poem (Won’t He do it?)
Dedicated to:
“ And Joshua said unto them, Fear not, nor be dismayed, be
strong and of good courage:
for thus shall the Lord do to all your enemies against whom
ye fight”
Joshua 10:25 (KJV).
“ And he said unto me, My grace is
sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly
therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may
rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in
necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am
weak, then am I strong”
2 Corinthians 12:9-10 (King James
Version -KJV).
A B.A.D. Poem
UNEDUCATED, UNINFORMED, IGNORANT,
UNSCHOOLED, UNTRAINED FOOLS!
They don’t like you
if
you’re on the dope.
They don’t like you
if
you don’t smoke.
They don’t like you
if
you’re way too loud.
They don’t like you
if
you don’t
entertain their crowd.
They don’t like you
if
you live
quiet,
meek an’ proud.
They don’t like you
if
you have
a house.
They don’t like you
if
you don’t
own a couch.
And they certainly
don’t like you
if
you’re a Father fearing church
mouse.
They don’t like you
if
you stay to yourself.
They don’t like you
if
you’re with someone else.
They don’t like you
if
you mind
your business.
They don’t like you
if
you’re always
‘inna’ mess.
They don’t like you
Anyhow…
SO,
DARE TO BE DIFFRERENT
AND LEAVE ALONE
THE LIKES
OF THEIR ILLITERATE
KIND(s)!!!
DEDICATED TO: STUPID IS AS STUPID DOES AND YES, THAT GLOVE
FITS YOU; DOWN TO THE THUMB.
A B.A.D. POEM
‘YOU’ DON’T KNOW HER STORY
She lays awake
at night.
She writes.
She hurts.
She pains.
She thinks
inside.
She’s wise
beyond measure.
She sees
‘ALL’
and knows;
‘YOU’
don’t know
her story.
DEDICATED TO: SHE
A B.A.D. POEM
RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN
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