Eddie Phillips : Writing

COMPLY! COMPLY! COMPLY!

COMPLY! COMPLY! COMPLY!

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


You can comply and still die!
The Good Son

The Good Son

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


Just being good isn't quite enough!
In The Darkness of Love

In The Darkness of Love

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


The mind is tortured when love is dark and pitiless.
Social Anger of the Black Poetic Mind

Social Anger of the Black Poetic Mind

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


I feel we should all be tired of losing our children to these evil streets.We should all be sick of the heartache that makes mothers scream and father..
Blood Ties

Blood Ties

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


HelloI know you see me.I am the b*****d you ignore every day.I am the progeny of your Granddaddies.My ancestors were used and thrown away.Our mutual G..
You Meant The World To Me

You Meant The World To Me

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


I spoke with a man that lost his wife and this poem came out of me.
The Lonely Room

The Lonely Room

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


It seems way too often that I wait for you alone in this room.When you arrive, there is euphoria, but it leaves way too soon.Our passion is a torrent;..
Did I Say I Love You?

Did I Say I Love You?

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


We all give our hearts with a belief that we will receive one in return. Hope flutters on the winds of desire.
The Mortality of American Morality

The Mortality of American Morality

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


It's dead and we have to face it.

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