Monthly Archives: July 2024

Trinity University Poem (College Poetry)

*Trinity International University* From Trinity our students are formedto reform the spirit of the world.We all battle the darkness asTrojan sons,Then rise each dayWith the light ofThe Son. From Alma Mater Vol. 1: The MidwestYou can read the full four-volume

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U of I Springfield Poem (College Poetry)

University of Illinois at Springfield Twoscore and four years ago,In this,Our State’s Capital,This university was created for our sons of the freedomour forefathers fought so heroically to pass down.The very same freedom that has been embedded in the foundation of

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University of Chicago Poem (College Poetry)

*Chicago* Inquiring minds want to know:What is behind this city of wind, towers, and freight?This freeway of sweat. The Ivy Terrace above Make.Then the question shifts to who are behind it?Is it the Michael Jordans? Champions who have defied time

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Misplaced Faith

*Misplaced Faith* The body is a temple.One that you were born into. But of course you were born into it. Although Spiritual Births are not always pro-choice, more often than not people are brought into their realm—ready or not.Scriptures of

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Tolerance

*Tolerance* Serve me theUnadulterated Proof—I am a Fully Grown AdultIn demand of yourFull Service. I like my women how I like my coffee:Black and Hot.Better Yet,I like my women how I like my whiskey:Strong and Intoxicating.I want to down all

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Maintenance

*Maintenance* I’ve got to do some inside Maintenance, beforeI can even consider having company. I’ve got way too much junk in here, and although I could use some company, I’m dreading the ringing of the doorbell, becauseI am far from

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Empire

*Empire* I will take these two hands and with cracked then bloody knuckles I’ll build an Empire.I will build a fortress out of rubble,I’ll wear myself down to a stubble.I will then make an autonomous list:Then I will rulewith an

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Heart of the Matter

*Heart of the Matter* She’s got something inside that beats within me.It sure beats being alone…And it beats you, too.Sorry. :0( Not trying to break your heart, but…hmm…how do I break this to you… You don’t have a heart. You’ve

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