Theft By Deception | Poem

Theft By Deception

By: Author Renee’ Drummond-Brown

 

I can’t remember his name. But I know;

we loved once. I can’t remember his game,

but I know that I was always sent back to start, and it was a good one. I can’t remember a thang. But,

he says to me, we once said “I do.”  If, this is true. Theft by deception

is ev’r so cruel. 911 what can I do?

 

Dedicated to: Alzheimer’s Disease (Awareness)

A RocDeeRay Poem

 

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~A B.A.D. Poem
~The Power of the Pen
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And
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No part of this poem may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without written permission from the author. All Rights [email protected] October 23, 2017.

 

Knocked Out The Park!!! | Poem

Knocked Waaay Out The Park!!!

By: Author Renee’ Drummond-Brown

 

Don’t take her out to the ball game.

She wants not your peanuts nor crackerjacks. Surprise!

She remembers the very first strike! Then strike 2,

came. Her family and friends knew not just what to do! Strike 3. GRAND SLAM;

was hard as can be and she lost all sense of time and memory! God said

twas’ a home run! Cause when she awoke

she was standing in judgement of His Only Begotten Son.

 

Don’t take me out to no ball games!

And I surely don’t want no peanuts

nor crackerjacks, cause I care waaay too much, about getting back!

 

 

Dedicated to: Domestic Violence Awareness

 

 

A RocDeeRay Poem

 

Other books by Renee’ Drummond-Brown:

~T.T.T. Book #6 launching soon. WATCH FOR IT.
~A B.A.D. Poem
~The Power of the Pen
~SOLD: TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER
~Renee’s Poems with Wings are Words in Flight-I’ll Write Our Wrongs
And
~e-Book: Renee’s Poems with Wings are Words in Flight

 

No part of this poem may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without written permission from the author. All Rights [email protected] October 26, 2017.

Follow ‘Da’ Yellow Brick Road (Oh My) | Poem

Follow ‘Da’ Yellow Brick Road (Oh My)

By: Author: Renee’ B. Drummond-Brown

 

Off to SEE a Wizard in Oz???
Hmm
Dorothy ‘wit’ friend’s like us
Who needs ‘luv’?

 

Friends
A state of mutual trust
Shared tween only us
What ‘kinda’ friends
Show
‘Dis’ love?
‘Wit’ friend’s like ‘deeze’
Again Dorothy
Who needs ‘luv’?

 

A lil’ bump on Ms. Dorothy’s head
‘An’ her
Storm clouds rise 
Her
strong winds they blow
She can’t withstand
Being thrown to and fro
So… 
She bails ship
From home
Yeah…
This kind of friend will leave you ‘fend’ in Kansas
ALL ALONE!!!

 

 

‘Da’ Scarecrow bums along
‘Freeloadin’ Freddie
Can’t stand on his own
You guessed right
Pick a straw
Short man out
Get him fired up 
Yep
Yep
Yep
Up, up, up 
‘An’ away…
He’s out!

 

 

Mr. Tin Man
Old man down
Rusty round ‘da’ edge
In ‘da’ club
Ol’ G’s
Known to thee
Corrupting minors
Game so weak 
But…
You ‘da’ man
You ‘da’ man
Scraping oil from cans
Go sit down
‘An’ leave ‘da’ ‘youngins’ stand
Young men SEE visions
Old men
Dream dreams
Come out ‘dem’ clubs
‘Wit’ kids
‘An’
ACT..
Like your eighty-three

 

 

King of the jungle
Hmm
‘Hidin’ behind a lil’ girl
Instigator
Yeah ‘dat’ be you
‘Talkin’ trash
WRITING checks your hind can’t cash
All ‘da’ while expecting
‘Evr’ybody’ to jump in
Your mess
While you snake
Slither
‘Outta’ it
Leaving your friends to bite ‘da’ dust
‘An’ another one down
But to you
No big deal; what’s the fuss?

*FOLLOWING*
‘Da’ Yellow Brick Road
‘Wit’ friends like ‘dis’
‘Da’ blind shall lead ‘da’ blind
‘An’
Ev’rybody falls in ‘dat’ ditch
‘An’ you know THIS
If it weren’t true
I wouldn’t’ve told you it

Friends
A state of mutual trust
Shared tween only us!!!
What kind of friends
Show
‘Dis’ love?
‘Wit’ friend’s like ‘deeze’
Who needs ‘luv’?

 

 

Dedicated to: 
Make new friends but keep ‘da’ ol’ ‘SUM’ are for keeps; the others NEED TO GO!

 

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No part of this poem may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without written permission from the author.
All Rights [email protected] July 4, 2016.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Great Minds INK Alike

 

Or so…

We’ve been told

We’ze beat to a comparable tune

More’s different than you’ll ever imagine

And/or

Can even know

DRUM-

MOMD

O’

Her peculiar ink rules

Poetic thoughts

Ev’r so

 

Oftentimes

We’re voices

For the unheard

Societal issues are our passion

Poetic injustices

Cries for children

Justice! Justice!

Cries out

Naw ‘dems’ just kids!

 

we carry

one’s load

worldviews

Cannon our pen’s

Pen pals decide

our fate

While

One’s INK

Re-loads

‘N’

thinks

My, my , my

THE POWER OF THE PEN

 

More similarities shared ‘tween’ us

Than had not

been foretold

if it weren’t true

THE POWER OF THE PEN

Wouldn’t INK ever so

 

 

 

Author: Renee’ B. Drummond-Brown

 

Dedicated to: Idenity…

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All Rights [email protected] August 24, 2016.