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    michael JPiC Contributor

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    Claimer: I aint got a motherfuckin thing to prove dis ma gift dis ma truth dis ma poetry dis ma platform and I aint learn nona dis shit in jail

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    Everybody aint like me cuzz at twenty-three my dad got shot by cops you see
    Trauma
    Everybody aint like me cuzz at twenty-three it was a great
    Tragedy... You see
    Everybody aint like me cuzz at twenty-three da bible was not in me you see
    Trauma
    said, my grandparents
    Everybody just aint like me since I was raised as muslm you see
    of course, we have similarity
    Division
    teeter tottering slipin sliden wishie washie on da fence you see
    but fa real everybody aint like me cuzz at twenty-three
    my mom did not approve of me
    real long story...separated family you see
    Trauma
    Drama
    look just like my father you see
    my father said I look just like my mother you see
    like a dichotomy
    this shit really happens you see
    Everybody aint like me cuzz at twenty-three there was a

    Divide...

    you see
    twenty-three felt really lost and clueless you see
    Everybody aint like me who has lived with the irony of my dad
    being military po po you see
    No closure since then you see
    No one marched to anywhere in particular
    my heart used to be so hard it almost broke you see
    I thought there was no one like me
    of course, I have learned of the similarities
    its been a while since I was twenty-three
    now it's just and my poetry
    you see





    Patrick Henry Page
    April 17, 1935-May 7, 1984
    Sailor, Solider, Military Po Po
    Not to be confused with some bitch
    ass nigger He had a mental Illness
    as a result of some shit that
    happened while in the Navy He deserved better
    And no I'm not muslim I'm doin
    me now







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    Posted By michael | Oct 7, 2018
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    jakeminick McGonagall's Ghost

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    great write. honest and on point. no frijoles.


    Posted By jakeminick | Nov 28, 2018
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    michael JPiC Contributor

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    Jakeminick thanks so much ... thanks for reading commenting I strive for honesty in my poems ... and I think I have no frijoles lol I actually plan to revise this... I got in a hurry to get it done and left out some things... I think that I'm really beginning to process all the grief that came along with this experience how I felt then as opposed to how I feel now ...I was 23 then now almost 58... I saw your poetry I'll read again and then give feedback soon ok take care peace


    Posted By michael | Dec 3, 2018
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    jakeminick McGonagall's Ghost

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    hell, i feel like i'm 58 with my dumbass lifestyle, ugh. yea, your honest drawing of reflection is what i believe poetry is about. editing is a thing some poets don't want to admit, but it's necessary to catch someone phonetically occassionaly. for me, it's hard to edit once i've expelled a certain amount of feeling. at a certain point it just turns into frankensteins monster, and i gotta go back and remove some flesh. that's just me though, i'm a dressed up skeleton pimp

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