You Hate a Baby ‘Cause it’s Black?!© by John Monteleone – November 2, 2013 you put a white hood over your headto hide your terrified facebut you’re really hiding your heart’cause you know it’s a disgrace you hate a baby – ’cause it’s black does that white hood over your headmake you feel secure?while you read more
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Stillor “A Closed Book of Poetry”© by John Monteleone 2000, 2010, and 2013 (ode to the 100 million American Indians slaughtered to steal this country by and for the 1%) as i sit silently near the ol’ whaling villagein the woods, by the ancient seain the distance i hear the Indian’s drumlike a heartbeat ticking
Red, White and Blue© by John Monteleone – 8-04-06 his family had fought in all the warswhen not building or cleaning someone else’s floors he crawled through the dirt as the sun beat down on himlike two people screaming at once they exchanged violent fireyou could hear the smack enter him he rolled onto his
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Ol’ Tumbleweed© by John Monteleone – 10 – 25 – 09 (rewritten 2-3-12) Ol’ tumbleweed I call her ‘cause she walks like onewears a little red apron as her customers make her rungot tears well-hidden from all the pain she’s wonstares like a deer caught in a headlight about to be struck downin this cute
Wake Up In My Dream© by John Monteleone – May 7th, 2010, 3:00 am i’m sitting in a room looking out the windowto a sun setting over a lonely lakein the middle of a town with too many sorrowsan’ too many people caught up in bein’ fakenight crept up slow so i light a candle
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