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PAD Challenge Day 26: Last Good Cry

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PAD Challenge Day 26: Write a “Last (blank)” poem. Last Good Cry Last night after some  good butter chicken  and a garlic naan  with a good friend,  I let the wind caress  me as I sashay  up the concrete- we danced with the  soft rain until  I went home  fell into my own arms and had to a good cry.  I cried for all the good girls,  whom I call warriors of love  because we loved ourselves  through brokenheartedness  to repairness...all alone-  while always been good...did good...  and still doing good  from the goodness of our hearts  because we are more than good enough... I cried for the children I fed this week  because they didn't have enough food  after school so I wonder  if my blessings are keeping them smiling.  Are they happy and full?  Are they able to sleep in peace?... I cried for the world  How sad are the daily broken blues  swallowing up precious tim...
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PAD Challenge Day 25: 💰 4 Wars, But Can't Feed 🍽 the Poor (This is the remix from Day 9: A Triolet Poem)

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PAD Challenge Day 25: Write a remix poem. Pick a poem you wrote earlier this month and re-create it in a new way. 💰 4 Wars, But Can't Feed 🍽 the Poor  (This is the remix from Day 9: A Triolet Poem) Tupac, where's the lie? Another 1.1 million dispersed for missiles, displacing thousands of Arabian lives While an American father and two daughters softly ask me for food to get by. Tupac, where's the lie? Three elementary kids in an alley nervously ask me for a few dollars to split some burgers and a fry. Since FEDs snapped SNAP by $187 billion, its been affecting millions of lives. Tupac, where's the lie? Another $1.1 million dispersed for missiles, displacing thousands of Arabian lives. 💜D'ElegantOne 
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PAD Challenge Day 24: Who Am I?

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PAD Challenge Day 24: Write an unidentified poem. Who Am I? My rich roots in Africa  crowns me Queen. I'm a flawless diamond  emerging from rough history. My looks are unique. I range from the deepest  shade of ebony  to the warmest bronze  to the lightest tawny. My size and shape runs from  small to a voluptuous physique. My voice can be screechy,  smoky, sultry or husky. Even my hair has  porosity and diversity,  it can be tightly curly or coily. Down on earth,  I'm the most unprotected  and disrespected human being. Beyond the imitation and mockery, I still take pride in making strides. I come from a legacy of resilience, a beautiful, distinguished, elite genealogy  of pioneers, rebels and cultural icons. I'm known for reclaiming anytime. I make sacrifices for self and all of mine. Even with the weight of the world  on my shoulders,  nothing ever fails around  or can succeed without me- not even the family an...
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PAD Challenge Day 23: love&war

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PAD Challenge Day 23: Write a juxtaposition poem. love&war I wanted to love you more. I mean I want to love more  love into you  but I'm exhausted  from the stressed feelings  I conceived and  the strained patience  I'm miscarrying from  overloving you so lovingly. I can't even afford  to subtract more love  from the little bit  of my love leftovers. I'm completely depleted  from the  "for the love of you"  type of love.  The love flow I have  is not sufficient  to sum up what you  need to be for me.  I wanted to make  love with you again. Completely redefine intimacy  for all that it is worth to what it never  physically was to us... Before you and I happened  Clearly, not justify, but clarify  every flaw between you and I. Make it where  plastic and foil hearts  are not even generous  to show and tell because love words  in action was our bond. I ...
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PAD Challenge Day 22: Au Naturale

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PAD Challenge Day 22: Write a natural poem. Au Naturale i love you more in the nude  where i can get a 360 panaorma view  of your monochromatic shade  of rich dark homegrown cocoa  that only I get treated to its like gold to my bronze skin and when we collide i can't even hide  my own natural sweetness from inside 💜D'ElegantOne 
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PAD Challenge Day 21: Two-for-Tuesday: "34,000 ft Altitude" and "6 ft Below"

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PAD Challenge Day 21: Two-for- Tuesday: Write a high and/or low poem. 34,000 ft Altitude  up & more up & away overnight over deep blue seas my heart got Afrobeats come listen to Motherland speak can't you hear her calling me another long lost black star  back to the Door of No Return  6ft Below  Funny we plant the  people we love and grief grows Sporadically 💜D'ElegantOne 
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PAD Challenge Day 20: No Really Means No

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PAD Challenge Day 20: Write a "No blank" poem. No Really Means No No. One small word. Two little letters  One consonant...one vowel Big versatility but simple to echo & far from being a short   meaning for  Not Sure, Maybe,  Try Again,  Think About It in the absence of  what you want present. So,  the next time,   he , she or they say: No to unwanted advances  because no means no ; No to dope because  it comes with no hope; No H8 because  love is love; & its getting closer  to losing its way; No MORE   because we had  enough... seen enough  murder-suicides &  domestic violence; Vote NO  to the pyramid schemes  & power grabs from congressional map flipping; Vote NO again  to save the Acts   from the hands  of those acting,  faking like they care; Say No King because  only Jesus is a real King! Say no   because  it really means ...
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