Group-think tanks
splashing ink like
ASCII with hyperlinks
I’m done with identity
Political expediency
Eugenic entitlement to
Hegemonic enlightenment
I’m losing the need
To plead my reality
Or what I might need
What I will or won’t be
In the service of greed
I leave it all to you
Sisters and brothers
From a billion other mothers
Cos I’m hopeful and hopeless
And no part of me believes
We can group-think our dreams…
…a-rat-a-tat-tap
Jambo Robyn 
You are amazing
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Aww, thanks. You just made me so happy 🙂
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your words looks like a music melody, this is amazing and touching!!
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There was definitely music in my head for this one. It just flew onto the page, with rhythm and rhyme already formed. Sometimes our art is like that and we feel blessed!
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I am touched…fascinating…
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Some days the words we are looking for just seem to appear without much effort and on other days, we struggle to form them. This is obviously your magical day & I applaud you. Well done Robyn! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👍🏻🌹
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“I’m done with identity
Political expediency
Eugenic entitlement to
Hegemonic enlightenment”
As am I, and my empire is behind all of this hell.
“And no part of me believes
We can group-think our dreams…”
Spot on correct, Robyn! The herd mentality has paved the path to hell!
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Oh god, you have absolutely GOT to send this to hip-hop artists! I mean the kind who do melodic stuff. There are a bunch here in Atlanta, Georgia.
So great, Robyn!!!
XXXOOO
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A very nice pic of you so full of life, loved your poem and may the blessing of God fine you always
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Greetings jambo robin
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Words to aspire to become reality. Thank you, brave one, for your journey.
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I am new here but your page was the first i saw and I love it 😍🙈
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Poetry is the best medium to speak the mind. And this here is ‘Awesome’.
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You know – that’s pretty good! 🙂
I like the way the words sound like the rapping of a keyboard, the rapping on a door and the rapping of a brother who knows where he needs to be.
Well done.
Kindness – Robert.
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I’ve actually just begun socializing on this blog and boy you blew my mind man. Although I don’t belong to tjis genre
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I love the choppy flow of this and I look forward to following!
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, love the rhythm
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As I read this, I heard Mike Shinoda’s voice in my head.
Good work.
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This is a truely beautiful poem. Bravo!
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This is so creative and inventive! I love the symbol of door knocking, very thoughtfully crafted 🙂
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Lovely, Just lovely. Can you check out some of my work please? 🙂
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Amazing
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