Poems by Gregory W Golden

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  • Each time you walk
    through that door...

  • If I should say, what
    brings me to this well...

  • On a dark cold starry night,
    the black rose appeared in sight...

  • Who am I
    this wounded earth...

  • Today we built my kite
    Launch it to the sky...

  • Standing near the
    deepest part of...

  • Dear Lord, how do I make
    a covenant with this poem...

  • I am not going to let this world stress me out...
    Folks are killing each other for no reason at all...

  • Once upon a time, I ask my mother;
    Mama, why are the Black People...

  • A gift is not a present
    inside of a box...

  • My dear friend John is a peaceful,
    humble and noble giant...

  • Somewhere over the rainbow,
    A great civilization flourished...