Kenvil Atkins

poem by Kenvil Atkins

I sit and I wonder have you ever wonder; today was a new day the sun came up I did not care no wonder I wonder If wondering has put you down wonder no more, for the most wondrous things are free to gaze upon a midnight star or smell ... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

STAY FOCUS AMERICA PROTECT THE CHILDREN Sharing is caring for kids says the darndest thing Stay focused America! avoid the hocus pocus. For coming at you, is a head full of mucus Donald and Vance! Ask if they are really for us. ... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

WALZINGA MERICA QUE VIVE WALZ This generation! without deliberation, will vote out inflation. Our hearts beat as one, eyeballing him there on the podium. Amamos a Tim Walze, que vive Tim Walz! no rendirse nunca. Tim Walz has awak... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

GRENGO ACROSS THE BORDER The stage is set the betting is high, and people place their bets What else is new this masquerade is worth a pound of flesh The topic of choice border crossing much to do about nothing As old as history i... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

WHO ARE THE DELEGATES Are you still voting party line? with one master all the time? Have you been invited to dine? or the same old song and dance. Time to unshackle your mindset, and let your vote take a stance Taking Jehovah out... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

THE INCOMPATIBLE DONALD TRUMP Impressions, without depression, is the Donald Trump story. I must admit, he is quite the impressiveness, good old Donald He is Bouncing from here to there, quite a picture of old glory Is he a phony... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE KAMALA Boast about making America great again, yes but in vain. They called him insane, but he learned to play their game. A nation is frustrated! people demonstrate, a game-changer. Has Donald got through,... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

TICK TOCK ALL ABOARD THE TRUMP EXPRESS The clock is ticking is Trump winning? Democrats are hitting the ceiling. The media is tough, but Donald is rough, some people are quite willing. A Pity he is not she! just imagine, the rating... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

DONALD TRUMP LEADER OF THE PACK A Midsummer Night's Dream Wow! I dreamt of Donald Trump last night. Somebody, please tell me that ain't right. It must be a metaphor, we're not that tight Sitting in the crowd, all I saw w... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

DONALD TRUMP WILL MAKE YOUR DAY: It would seem her last-minute push! Is as desperate as the merry band of pushers. Yet and still, her message does not designate! Everyone's mentality, darn poor losers. Her shrill voice echoed thr... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

AS THE PENDULUM SWINGS TRUMP CHOO CHOO TRAIN The Republican Party! Has everything to gain through Donald Trump. A call to arms! Donald needs your vote, you who has been left to be dumped. Donald Trump will do what Republicans alway... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

AMERICA’S MRS BOMBASTIC Just when you thought the battle was lost Democrats forfeiting at their own cost Enter Mrs. Bombastic, whom we know quite well Kamala Harris, can you tell Release the pinto horse and people let’s foll... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

THE BUS RIDE All on board the driver yelled Destination her house in a minivan Surprising Desmond was quite a man The van broke down time after time Passengers cheered so much fun on the run II I met her one bright and sunny ... Read more

publication by Kenvil Atkins

You all come it’s a leisure moment in paradise checkmate St. Lucia Gros Islet you capture the north wind our people one and all are kin Down the line to Castries let us make it the capital why not it’s a win Dauphin, ... Read more

publication by Kenvil Atkins

The six o’clock bell is ringing Monchy is singing its Independence Day Yes, Grand Riviere spread out its produce for today’s grand Bazaar People from all around the neighboring Babonneau is busy peddling Voices co... Read more

publication by Kenvil Atkins

MENTAL SLAVERY – STAYING ALIVE. Harris this and Harris that? The human characteristic is one of disbelief, a poor imitation of flattery, and a gross form of negligence, portraying what is not and giving no care to what is, to this ... Read more

publication by Kenvil Atkins

Commentary OUI Mama: A FALLING STAR: POLICING THE WORLD. When did it all begin and who labeled America, the world's spoken country? Grace with God blessed, the people to live a free life; but had had their inward conflict, and to th... Read more

publication by Kenvil Atkins

IDEOLOGY MARXISM: Flashback to a time not too long ago. Haven had forgotten the basis on which the Soviet Union existed. They legitimized their rights to rule over all their territories, not caring even though their policies were wr... Read more

publication by Kenvil Atkins

THE HEAD SEAT ( Thanksgiving Message ) Author: The Poet Kenvil: Date: 12/26/2024 Kenvil’s Poetry Oasis, poetry reflecting on daily occurrences documented for posterity, is to be read by the next generation of people. I report eve... Read more

lyrics by Kenvil Atkins

There is a little Sparrow Sitting upon my window It sings to me at midday But what can be his use It has me so confused He sings to me at midday A melody no way I name my little Sparrow Tell him about my sorrow One bright m... Read more

lyrics by Kenvil Atkins

Dish porridge hot Dish porridge cold Dish porridge in a pot Nine days old Some like it hot Some like it cold Some like it in a pot Nine days old My mother says I must not Play with the gypsy In the wood For if I do she w... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

Welcome to little Micoud the sign says May flowers and April showers wishing for a perfect summer The bright sunshine and soft cushy clouds was bouncing to and fro We peddle down the narrow path riding on bicycle made for two ... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

I could not tell if it was the ocean or the schoolyard together, they twain My eyes see in the distance a storm is coming to seek shelter from the rain George came first grandma said that man was curse our salary all but toast The... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

CHRONOLOGICAL THE SOUTH SHALL NOT RISE AGAIN. On the Homefront, America is now at war with stubborn leaders The taste and flavor change, but it's still the same item, I was told There is but one America! fighting amongst themselves... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

Heavenly father Jehovah, maker of all things visible and invisible Thou who resides in heavenly places whose mercy is beyond comprehension For the Heaven and the Earth is thy own mercy and forgiveness are in thy power Thou seediest ... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

ROSEMIS LEWIS: A WOMAN OF SUBSTANCE Never again will you find such a woman as my grandma, grandma Worz, a lady of character a woman of substance a woman of great virtue, my grandmother was a heroine and time was her only enemy for in... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

ITS TIME FOR A LUCIAN CHRISTMAS It's Christmas in Caribbean Saint Lucia has to deck its Halls wall to wall Early in the morning without any warning hear the pigs calling save me The farmers cut shot the day's work to be home in t... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

FROST ON MY DOORSTEP Fare well my native shore never wanting to step foot no more Don’t ask me why or what for I am ten feet deep in snow and don’t have anywhere to go pity it is Best when you walk slow Talking about depressi... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

Between here and there stands a cashew tree Grandmother called it the mother of all trees I agree that folks who travel there gather it for free Year-round it blossoms yielding plenty and then some Folks around here use it as a la... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

I roam around and around that’s my story. A rolling stone gathers no moss what’s the fuss. I should have told them or even cursed my birth. Leaving me in a rut as a tot that took real guts. And I was carried away to the villag... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

REDEMPTION STORY DONALD FURY UNTOLD Infilidety sixty million could not be wrong! A business tycoon with power! and wealth is Donald Trump. His yellow hair, and rugged looks, were quite a catchy crunch. Potluck Donald! looking ... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

MIND QUIZ AFTER THE VOTE Quiz yourself! If you care, answer truthfully if you dare. Will Trump win __? I fear. Will Kamala lose__? oh dear it's near Envision a winner, all thoughts dissipating in the atmosphere. Promises to voters... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

AFRICA FOR AFRICANS ARSENAL OF DEATH A proud race of people all fell captive to the aggressor. In all regions of Africa, proud rulers of mighty empires fell. They were kings, shepherding Indigenous people to progress. It was their... Read more

story by Kenvil Atkins

ONE FLEW OVER THE VOTING BOOTH Looking through a crystal ball! What do you see? An open booth of mixed races! Voting one and all. The man next to me asked. Who are you voting for? I pretended that I did not hear, and then he asked... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

CHRONOLOGY: A RESUME FOR DISASTER President Trump dared to be different Refused to follow the good old boys club For negligence, he must pay the price What a web we weave when first to deceive One man ideal against the wind Do y... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

PRIDE OF A NATION THE LEWIS STORY Old man, Montgomery was a Lewis. Is there a statue of Montgomery no Sir Allen Montgomery Lewis's service Was a St. Lucian barrister At Law Twice served as St. Lucia Governer General Sir William... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

RE-ELECT DONALD TRUMP. A redemption story! It will be written tomorrow, you the people's history. Fat Tuesday is the next day! And you the people have said Donald will stay. On the other hand, if there are more undecided, the party... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

THIS POEM SUCKS They selected my poem to be a work of art. Darn tooting it near gave me a heart attack. I employ all the selectors please take it back. For this poem sucks, pop like a jack in the box. I am either blind or losing ... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

GOOD MORNING AMERICA VIVA SENIOR DONALD. Good morning America! How are you, Let Loose the Lion? And so it is written! that the stone the builder refused. Donald has become the cornerstone of this great nation. His face is a pictu... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

NO RESTITUTION All the king's horses and all the celebrities! I could not put Kamala Harris together again. It's insane so much pain and not much to gain! Tally the score internal war conflict galore. They are ducking out the backd... Read more

poem by Kenvil Atkins

THE RETURN OF THE KING Hail him and crown him the emperor. Much to do for that brass-face warrior. Out with the investigator the old conjectural. The Jury is out no more roundabouts. Positive vibrations to this here Nation. Curb... Read more