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And The Life Poetry Competition Pt 1 Goes To- Nathan Dreggors

Last week on Mixture of Arts with Saytue Saye, we held our 1st “Life Poetry Competition” . I never knew how difficult it was finding contestants however, poetry is one of them niches that a lot of folk are into. Being that Mixture of Arts is a creative internet radio show, I really didn’t have to do to much marketing. Honestly, I have come to believe that “keywords” had a lot to do with it. (check it out here)………………..

Anyways, the show was a blast and the contestants were:

Nathan Dreggor
Chelsea Usher
Herewegoagain

All three of these gifted individuals are deep and are good at what they do. But, there can only be one winner. As I did my voting poll, a lot of viewers voted “Nathan Dreggor’ as the top poet.

So, congraduation to Nathan Dreggors for Mixture of Arts Life Poetry Competition Pt 1.

He won:

1. My Internet Marketing guide: Hoow to Get Likes and Fans on Facebook
2. Surprise cash gift
3. Feature poem on Mixture of Arts Radio
4. Feature poem on MixtureOfArtsRadio.com

Go ahead and read his poetic piece!

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Searching: by Nathan Dreggors
My heart is broken cause people arejust too blind

To see were searching for what we maynot find

And the world is yearning for we tospeak new life

But the world keeps turning TV murdersthe mind

But the man that Learns to ascend alsolearns to fly

He’ll never fall when he is faced withstrife

Time keeps callin’ Day turns intonight

A baby crawls then gets up to walksoutside

Mother Dearest in hopes that you hearthis

I beg your forgiveness

I’m not trying to point the finger

But sometimes in the deep dept’s of mymind

This pain lingers and I’m in timeinclined to describe

that your words to me were worse

than experiencing blows by wire hangers

It’s got me leery of really reviling

my hopes and dreams within

To tell the truth I don’t want tooffend with this pen

or even when I’m recording my feelings in this booth

and leave you so torn within thatexplode through the ceiling fan

and soar flying through the roof

There’s no denying I do acknowledge whyyou continue trying

to set me on a path to college

Cause it’s so hard for a black man tomake it rappin’

Especially when the powers that be

in this government system

are only interested in your defeat,decent,

or the indecent exposure of how theytook over

decreasing our size

Pulling the wool over our eyes

They run and hide as an army with steak knives surrounds our tribes from allsides

You’ve watched the poor mans eyes cry

from workin’ over time on a nine tofive

Struggling to make it

As the very essence of his being isready to scream

from frustrations

His dreams grow unshaken

that’s the determination of burningpatience

that we got to make it

Mother I asked you the way

your answer has always been education

“Son one flip of a page can changeyour destination”

“Don’t wait, the clock gives no restoration

once past the age of youth’s preservation.”

I brushed you away and continuedtowards the block

Stone faced head harder than a rock

I know my learning process has beenhard for you to watch

Because now at 5 0’clock Fox

News is stabbing the sun

So darkness can cover your son

The gossipers claim Your daughter isnone

But bubble busting water for tongue

People so cold is a gun

Don’t let snow fall for your funds

Lets all preserve and survive

I’m talking of Walking flourishingvibes as long as strides

To raise a generation generating newFire

Keep Hope close and alive

If you do the same then so will I

Provide a parachute

Cause jumpin’ from roofs will leaveyou paralyzed

Unable to move as time takes a dive

I continue to speak of truth and seekmy roots

Before the end of scribbled signs

Can close my kindred eyes

Lord Knows this Brother tries to holdthe Holy Ghost

As them folks provoke with governmentlies and revoke

The freest mind and choke a millionmo’ po’ folks

They register and classify We asstereo types

What’s with all the hype the mediatypes

I inhale with heavy lungs

can’t wait for what will come

my soul is a beating drum

Teary eyes got some misty and ForestGump’d

Cause they working the hourly wagelacking the getting paid

Without slacking they attackingattaching mo’ taxes

Our backs bent whipped and humptydumped

From all the cracks in the system

And they are persisting to build mo prisons

To shackle you in the instance youbreak they rules that’s written

And steadily I am wishing

that more would enter the Political Kitchen

They make it hot but we can get em

if you not then brother I am willing

To march to a new cadence

I am screaming of freedom andsalvation

Let all scream of freedom andsalvation

Mother Dearest in hope that you hearthis

your words are well heard…

My heart is open cause people are justtoo blind

To see were searching for what we maynot find

And the world is yearning for we tospeak new life

But the world keeps turning TV murdersthe mind

But the man that Learns to ascend alsolearns to fly

He’ll never fall when he is faced withstrife

Time keeps callin’ Day turns intonight

A baby crawls then walks outside…

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