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    Inner Thoughts: A Book of Poetry
    Inner Thoughts: A Book of Poetry
    Inner Thoughts: A Book of Poetry
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    Inner Thoughts: A Book of Poetry

    By Rodney D. Edge

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    Inner Thoughts is truly eclectic and provides everything from love poems to experiences of war in Afghanistan.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateMay 24, 2004
    ISBN9780595763450
    Inner Thoughts: A Book of Poetry
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    Rodney D. Edge

    Rodney D. Edge is an African American male from Washington, DC. He is currently serving as an officer in the United States Army. He holds a Bachelors of Science degree in Industrial Technology from Northwest Missouri State University and a Master of Science Degree from Central Michigan University.

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      Inner Thoughts - Rodney D. Edge

      All Rights Reserved © 2004 by Rodney D. Edge

      No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic,

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      ISBN: 978-0-595-76345-0 (ebook)

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      Printed in the United States of America

      Contents

      1

      AFGHANISTAN

      AFGHAN VILLAGE

      AFGHAN WAR

      THREE LITTLE GIRLS

      ANOTHER DAY AT WAR

      2

      PASSION

      PASSIONATE

      MESMERIZE

      TEMPTATION

      SPELLBOUND

      BEDAZZLE

      IRRESISTIBLE

      FUN

      3

      LOVE SONGS

      THE ONE

      PERFECT LIPS

      MEANING OF MY LOVE

      ACCORD

      ALOVE NOTE

      INFINITE LOVE

      MY TRUE LOVE

      MY SONG FOR YOU

      4

      REVERENCE

      MY GIRL

      MY WIFE

      SPECIAL WOMAN

      THE RIGHT MAN

      FABIENNE

      REB0

      NUBIAN

      MOCHA

      BLACK BUTTERFLY

      NETTA

      5

      SOUTH AFRICA

      APARTHEID FREE

      ROBBENS

      SOUTH AFRICA

      6

      OUTER LIMITS

      NIGHT THANG

      NIGHTLY VISIONS

      MIND THING

      OUTER LIMITS

      SPLINTER

      SUPERNOVA

      TIME

      NOCTURNAL

      UNFORGETTABLE THINGS

      THE TOUCH

      THE DANCE

      SENSATION

      SEX

      THINGS UNKNOWN

      TURNED OUT

      THE MORNING AFTER

      MARRIAGE

      MARRIAGE PLEDGE

      SEXUALITY

      FLIRT’ IN

      VOODOO

      8

      REVELATION

      MY GREATEST LOVE

      PRICE OF LOVE

      BLESSINGS

      BAPTIZED BY FIRE

      FAITH

      9

      CONFLICT

      RACISM

      SECULAR

      SELF-ESTEEM

      STEPS

      THORNS

      VEXED

      NON-ENDEARING

      DIFFERENT

      10

      ROMANCE

      MY ONE AND ONLY

      YOU AGAIN

      HEART THROB

      EXCLUSIVELY

      EVOLVING

      AMBER ROMANCE

      THE RIGHT CARD

      LOVE JONES

      SUMMER HEAT

      11

      GREATNESS

      MOTHER

      MY DREAM

      MONUMENT

      MEMORIES

      HUMILITY

      CLOSURE

      NATURE DEFINED

      FRIENDSHIP

      SUMMER TIME

      GRANDMOTHER

      12

      DESPAIR

      BROKEN HEART

      FEAR

      HOMELESSNESS

      JUVENILE CRIME

      MASKS

      TROUBLES

      ANGRY

      WRONGLY ACCUSED

      13

      INSPIRATION

      JOY

      NEW DAY

      WHAT IF EVERYDAY WAS CHRISTMAS?

      MEETING YOU

      I CAN

      SUCCESS

      INSPIRATION

      I would like to dedicate this book

      to those who continue to inspire me

      to do my best, and for those who love

      me as I am.

      1

      Afghanistan

      Afghan Village 

      I frequented a village today

      and saw people sick.

      People hungry.

      People weary.

      People with a cause.

      The village wanted things that

      would better its quality of life.

      More schools.

      More roads.

      More bridges.

      More medicine.

      More food.

      More homes.

      To be left alone.

      They wanted to learn things other than

      what they knew about the Taliban regime.

      And other bashings inflicted mentally mean.

      They wanted to learn important things...

      But, they were cautious about what

      learning for their women would mean.

      There were babies who looked sad.

      There were babies who looked glad.

      There were those who accepted our food.

      Not too many can imagine how

      this could reverse a mood.

      They wanted their animals to be healed.

      There was so much work

      to be done in the fields.

      But once gained, the cause of the

      women—what did they need?

      A new well for water to prevent

      contamination and disease.

      A country in transition living with

      times of the past.

      How long can this last?

      A place that is lost in time.

      Can modernization too fast be

      viewed as a sacred crime?

      Some try to bring new fashion to the old fashion.

      Yet, most don’t actually care;

      nothing ever seems to last them.

      People growing food.

      People fighting for food.

      People, normal people, untrusting,

      but in a trusting brood.

      Little faith in anything is how it is.

      Many continue to come to defeat

      them are also how it appears.

      Islam is in high regard.

      A different take on how many others view God.

      A hamlet whose future once looked dim.

      Taliban, Al Qaeda, Soviets and others

      tried to conquer them.

      Respect for Elders is high supreme.

      Perpetual ones are at the hierarchy of this scene.

      Witness to life can at era come apart.

      Centuries of lineage given a new start.

      Red, black and green is symbolic

      of the flag flown in this place.

      Reaching proudly to the stars towards

      the upward bounds of space.

      Afghan War

      I landed in a strange land knowing not what to expect.

      And I prayed to God; please don’t let me die here.

      I saw a little girl burned from head to toe.

      And it made me ask, what happened to her?

      I saw a man with the lower

      part of his face blown off.

      And it made me ask, who did this to him?

      I saw a soldier dying with a hole in his chest.

      And I had to ask myself, how will we tell his family?

      I witnessed the ceremony of a fallen comrade.

      And I came to understand, he fought for peace.

      I saw young boy who lost his leg to a mine.

      And I thought, why was it placed in his village?

      I saw rockets fly and heard them

      crash with great destruction.

      And I pondered to myself, if they were intended for me?

      I sat nervously praying not to die.

      Then I thought, isn’t it normal to feel this way?

      I saw the graveyards of years of conflict and pain.

      And I gathered, isn’t war hell?

      I watched myself gain confidence as each day passed.

      Then I realized...

      This was my fate.

      Three Little Girls

      There was an explosion or two or three.

      And I saw a few little girls, barely

      tall enough to reach my knee.

      They were laid out where they fell.

      It was apparent the whole zone had gone to hell.

      One had an opening in the back of her head.

      Exposed cracked skull, grasping for air

      a few seconds from pronounced dead.

      Another lost her leg at the knee.

      Years vanquished of running and feeling free.

      The other went away at the instant

      chaos announced itself.

      Added horrific blows to the babies

      of this country was felt.

      A few little girls who will never be the same.

      Eternally redesigned by an enemy with no shame.

      Just another day of the terrible

      things that go on in this land.

      In a far away place called Afghanistan.

      Another Day At War

      Today was another day of horror for as far as the eye could see.

      The bad guys have an asymmetric weapon called an IED.

      Old new words like RPG rang throughout the air.

      Patience overflowing, people too shocked to be scared.

      The goal seemed to be.

      Death to all foreign enemies.

      Just when things became noticeably calmer.

      Demise was reawakened by a suicide bomber.

      2

      Passion

      Passionate

      I want to hold your hand as long as I can.

      I want to just look at your face and

      put to memory every nuance of it.

      The atom contained in the nucleus

      of me was ready to burst.

      And send waves of remontant repeating

      decimals throughout the earth.

      I want to hold you gently and provide

      you all the comfort you will ever need.

      I want to converse with you in a language

      that only you and I understand.

      I want my verse with you to be

      a forever letter of love.

      I want to kiss you in

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