Christan Bowen

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all I want, is food for the poor
the people that the government
doesn't want anymore
they beg and they plead
...

the watch was all that mattered
could be the heart that often shattered
she didn't care
as she sat and brushed her hair
...

broken is the vase
the vase, which would hold
a flower so bold
and this bold and new vase so blue
...

flesh and bone I have gored
so many places, i have moored
the ship I sail
flies the flag
...

with anticipation do I watch these women
and I knew
from the beginning
that I was smitten
...

the way of the blood flowed
like a river of gold
set sail on natures current and stream
love is as high as a sun beam
...

fair thee well, my lady
for I find the deal a' shady
you collect and graze
yet your still a haze
...

prepare said the devil today
before god I will get my way
and you to buckle
and taste my knuckle
...

if love was a leaf, floating down a river
and cupid fired arrows, from his quiver
who would survive the plague
of love lost or love made?
...

guardian of the flesh
winner of many contests
the deffest most surrounding sound
is when an angels heart will pound
...

what would be worse
than the curse of beauty?
the few who knew me
would do their duty
...

with water passing through ancient bricks
and to see the sun as it sits
I do admit to lust and trust issues
would I invite you, just to miss you?
...

when the wind blows open the curtain
certain people will be still
they may hold a book to feel the grill of a burn
they may know the mark is hot and red
...

death becomes her
she whispers in the dark
what will I be but
a dagger in the heart?
...

drink in the death
your so high
like crystal meth
but the bible so long ago
...

hanging from a thin web spin
what I do is sin
mixing toxins
that could kill oxens
...

they have come again
little brown men
the night gets silent, then the wind
they want the window opened
...

what is the wisdom of the witch?
is she a changling?
then switch
...

unveil the face so my eyes may dance
and when im held in such a trance
I will give you tickets
to a jewelry store
...

the investigation on going
everybody's waiting
nobody is knowing
did she break the law
...

The Best Poem Of Christan Bowen

Water For The Poor

all I want, is food for the poor
the people that the government
doesn't want anymore
they beg and they plead
bread and butter
is how they feed
they took away food stamps today
and have nothing to say
what will the poor do
when they have no food
how can this be
America isn't for me

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