POET RHONDA COX

THE BARACK OBAMA POEM (ONE TWISTED SISTER)
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THE BARACK OBAMA POEM (ONE TWISTED SISTER)
GOVERNOR SARAH PALIN YOU'RE FAILING
PARENTS AREN'T WHAT THEY USED TO BE......

          Hey Sister- you had better cut it out.
          Who the hell are you talking about?
         Cyptic messages within your speach.
 Just what demographic are you trying to reach?
         For President your husband's running.
          Your enlistment is anything but cunning.
 Are you speaking of the senate, house or past presidents?
          They and their families who have taken residence.
I realize that you're grown.
That you have opinions of your own.  
People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
Speaking of houses - how's your own?
You've mentioned specifically both of your daughters.
Are you sure that everything is in order?
Regardless of what your motives are.
In the polls your both trailing behind- thus far.
The people have spoken- they want Hillary.
This certainly is no surprise - no mystery.
There are not enough stars or celebrities....
None willing to help you both make history.
So dry your eyes; you've fought the good fight.
Mocking you both; the source of my delight.
In protest against the OBAMA Ticket.
At the polls I simply won't pick it.
I don't support those; who don't support me.
My mailbox had better be OBAMA literature free.
No political messages on my voicemail.
None of your rhetoric- please no details.
Just leave me alone. Your on your own.
Don't send the Secret Service either;
to the house of this non-believer.
Yo Sis hear this..... I'm damned serious.
 
COPYRIGHT 2007                                       RHONDA COX 
 
Baby  Mama Drama                       Tues. Aug. 21, 2007
 
When will women ever learn....
Kill the drama...Kill his sperm.
You don't want the boyfriend's baby.
You'll last as a couple; two years maybe.
All the drama....the complications.
You never completed your college education.
Don't let him call you wifey.
This coming to fruition is highly unlikely.
Two kids later; what were you thinking?
What the hell were you drinking?
This is against the natural order of things.
People want to go to a wedding.
You're living with a man....common law.
At his beck and call....a fatal flaw.
He's sneaky....He's creeping....
With other women he's been sleeping.
You've contracted STD's....
Compliments of your man....the sleaze.
Good God....heaven forbid....
That xxxxxxx just fathered another kid.
This comes highly recommended.
Yogurts the only thing that you want blended.
Better a widow with children than a single parent.
You've been too accommodating.
At home alone with dinner waiting.
You hate his other chicks. Your always aggravated  sick.
You argue over the telephone....
From your castle....your home.
You should go on Maury and share your pitiful story.
Now you stand corrected. You should have been more selective.
You come first, second and third. To put a man first is just absurd.
 
Copyright 2007                               RHONDA COX
 
Love it or Leave it!                  Thurs. Sept. 27, 2007
 
My motto; love it or leave it.
I've got mad love for my country; you better believe it.
I am a seventh generation Afro- American.
A patriot defending the USA; going right back there again.
Mighty talk; anti- American by the foreign born and Jermericans.
In the Caribbean; they live like Kings and Queens.
The American dollar is strong; you know what that means.
The stars- the stripes; the symbols of freedom.
How could you bad mouth somebody;
And you know damned well you need them?
You make all those disparaging remarks;
Knowing full well a confrontation it will spark.
You're shooting from the hip; fishing in the dark.
With your ignorant remarks.
This country was built on the backs of my people.
Some immigrant's contribution is hardly equal.
Don't question our committment- our strides;
When you're here in this country for a free ride.
We stood up to the "Powers that be";
making things easy for both you and me.
Despite the decent between blacks and whites;
we'll unite together and give you a hell of a fight.
Don't let them hear you down their country;
They'll flatten you; right in front of me.
Talk about biting the hand that feeds you; it's constantly what you do.
First God, family and country. You coward leave me.
Go back to your hovel with dirt floors.
Be subjected to unspeakable horrors and more.
Forget "The King's English"; Standard American is the language of commerce. Guaranteed the next verse will be worst.
Good- bye and good ridden.
 
Copyright 2007              RHONDA COX
 
Be Pro- Choice                       Tues. Oct. 16, 2007
 
Dear Parents......
It's not about you or what you want.
It's not about your values or what you were taught.
Give her your time; it's best you'll find.
There are so many voices.
So many choices for our youth.
Parents just don't like the inconvenient truth.
It's about self preservation.
Providing fair and balanced information.
It's not about concealing.
Suppressing your child's impulses; intimate feelings.
All little girls need to grow.
Many are smarter than you know.
Calling you daughter some filthy name; is insane.
Simply she was caught.
Regardless of what she was taught.
Experience is the best teacher.
She doesn't need you to preach to her.
It's okay to walk a different path.
She'll be wiser in the aftermath.
Young women should be empowered.
Sexual freedom should not be soured.
We know more today than ever.
The technology- advances are quite clever.
Give women the freedom of choice.
Lift every head, lift every voice.
Be radical, as a parent be practical.
Be Pro- Choice.
 
Copyright 2007                       RHONDA COX
    

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