KWEE Liberian Literary Magazine Jan. Iss. Vol. 0115 Apr Iss. Vol. 0415 | Page 30
Liberian Literary Magazine
April Issue 0415
‘Den’ who?
Pop life
‘Dat’s the part
That ain’t no thrill(er)
“If I was your Girlfriend”
Like the Manhattans
We’d “KISS” and say goodbye
But I’m not
‘Nevatheless”
We use to party
Like it Twas’ 1999
In ‘dat’ “Little Red Corvette”
‘BET’
Dedicated To: The late
great Prince Rogers
Nelson.
Prince
your
music will ‘foreva’ be
cherished and you are
‘foreva’ loved…
(Authored:
“Renee’s
Poems with Wings are
Words in Flight-I’ll Write Our Wrongs” and
“SOLD: TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER”. Note*
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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 Reserved@ 2016.
Believe it or not
I started to wonder
If I was writing too fast
But it’s Thursday night
‘Dat’ makes my scribes alright
And yes
You’ve left us
‘Wit’ an empty tank of gas
True ‘dat’
True
‘Cause’
‘Da’ color worn ‘NOW’
Is NONE other ‘dan’ ‘da’ blues
Sir Prince
We lost a music Icon in you
Stephen F. Cooper II
A Shy In Love
Almost every moment with her
Stolen or rightful mine
I marvel at those glittering teeth
Embedded in bright red gum
Her eyes like mine situated divinely
Could be mine if only they could see
From where these words bud every
second.
O magnificent Creator...what can I say
How could you make such
An entrapment to my soul?
Her presence confines me in a Roman's
jail heavily guarded by fear that won't let
me out.
"I'll say it;surely I'll tell her!"
Always revamping myself in her absence
But her smiles unknowingly unleashes a
nuclear bomb that sents my labour in
billows of smoke in less than a second
And a new page I have to begin
A new one like this
"Ummm ,ummm, how are you?
What did you have for breakfast?
Is your grandma alive?"
And these amount to nothing but laughter
You’ve NEVER caused us any sorrow
Nor did you cause us any pain
Your music
Will ‘foreva’
Keep us laughing
In ‘your’ purple rain
Your Purple rain
Your purple reigns
I was woke
When I wrote ‘dis’
So…
Excuse while I take my time
For you PRINCE
We’re ‘gonna’ ‘NOW’ party
Like it’s
‘2099’
© Renee’ B. Drummond-Brown
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