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Bar Babez Of Atlanta will be hosting and providing cocktails to poets and authors as they share their creative ideas with the world. We will laugh, cry and sing. This is a safe space for all to come as they are and be themselves. Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/barbabez-atl/support
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Heavy is the heart of my forefathersHeavy was their pain, their strugglesNot ableNot ableHeavy is the load I carrySins of my FatherHis secrets, his strugglesWoman of the north Reveal your storiesDive deep into the seaDive away from miseryLand of my father, land of my motherPour me a spell of your milky drinkSomber hearts relievedFreedom soon come,T…
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It is in the dark of nightWhen I drive in my carSpeeding down west on the 118 Then hopping onto the 5Which then merges unto the 101, Music blaring, The moonroof gaping open,The wind ushering in that cool air,The city lights of Los Angeles in the distance,Those small unremarkable specks of ember,Coke rap in full turnt,This is when I feel most uninhi…
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Los Angeles birthed me.When I took off to college and made my way back, I remember standing on the rooftop of my dilapidated apartment across MacArthur Park looking at the crown jewel of lights that make up the small cluster of skyscrapers in Downtown. I would stare at these lights intently as the sun would draw to its end. I made a vow right then …
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Country RoadHere we goTo a placeWhere we’re aloneFather StoneFather StoneTo a land where he beganOklahoma, wide the plainEndless roads where Pickups reignRecant of ScriptureTales of OldLife in WanderFather Stone-----Disclaimer: Music used in this recording is purely for creative aesthetic. I do not claim to share commercial value in this work.…
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ANJALI —— Graphic Design by Monsterandom x RYK —— Poem & Music by RYK.She lives to live.She strives to strive.And that’s ok.She sits alone in her room, her dreams wide and open. She smiles and cries alone. She sees the glimmer, the glint between the high trees.Glory soon come.Freedom: Ring Ring RingShe lives to live.She strives to strive.And that’s…
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They sit, feet flat, bended knee, body crouched, hands busyOld women working on the pier Turquoise rubber gloves, pink silk head wraps, yellowed straw billThey laugh and gossip, hawking their wares for passersbyWind restless, sun bright as they comeA lovely day, a lovely dayThe old women of PusanGenerations of wisdomGenerations of laughterI look at…
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The recent incidents regarding hate crimes against Asian Americans must cease. Undoubtedly this is a primal reaction from false propaganda. As a first born American citizen and a son of a US Army veteran, I consider myself American. I have traveled and lived in Asia, in times to further grasp my identity yet I find myself most comfortable in the St…
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