SOLDIERS

MARCH

TO THE

LEFT

Black Pearl

Spectrum Wave publishing

Copyright@2026

Brothers, sisters—

Soldiers march from the left of me,

always have the best of me.

Pull up a chair.

Lend me your ear.

The topic is poverty.

How we can take it

Away from those foes

, secret elite societies?

It is about a single mother

who raises four children without a father.

She did all that she could,

But society and her children

could never understood.

Parliament provides a supplement for only one,

while the other youths fade out of the system.

Her first son entered the war.

He was her only one,

shot down from the front line,

except for his untrusted crew.

Parliament awarded an honorary medal

with a small eulogy.

The mother was not allowed to receive his pension,

because Parliament failed to comply with the compensation.

It was a debt that she owed from the duration of his birth.

They taxed his pension.

Meanwhile, she and her family resided

in the ranking #3 most dangerous slums,

a two-duplex apartment.

She was determined to beat the system through prostitution.

Her middle child earned a degree.

She cries when night arrives,

for being a street hawk,

just trying to stay alive.

While she stares at the ceiling,

she impatiently waits for her master.

While she is on top,

a pillow miserly falls over their heads.

PORCH-PIRATES

BLACK PEARL

Spectrum Wave Publishing

COPYRIGHT@2026

While I was home alone,

Somewhere,

late at night,

I heard a strange knock

At my front door.

As I blew out my candles,

Darkness pretended

House and I were suspended.

As quiet as it wasl kept,

The strangers won’t

leave us alone

Love to throw stones

, but hide their hands

When I heard

a heavy stomp

Upon my wooden

floors,

I wondered who ever

This could be?

Please,

in 1833

Women like me

Bond never free

She couldn’t rely on anybody,

Including 1885,

lady liberty

I could not take

Any chance against

Difficult circumstance

Because a woman

Like me is never

Protected

Only collected

Allow me to

Stand 5 Feet tall

Stay well, arm.

Give it my all!

I stood

On my feet

Be well woke

Because

Porch pirates

ain’t a joke

Hypocritical

Blame Game

Black Pearl

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Copyright@2026

One by one, they hang them dry

Sooner or later, you can’t

touch the sky

2 x 2, they take away your supply

3 x 3 they are swung us upon a tree

4 x 4, they cannot wait to do it some more

5 x 5 our lives swing from side to side

Stories all are the same

Because someone else claim

It’s a god-awful shame

But

They love to

Point the finger

, by playing the hypocritical blame

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