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Everybody turns on you at some point in life be it your friend, familiy or enemy
This can't be right !
In this world, were we born to fight ?
The good and evil, both of which lurk at night.
One is a friend, the other a foe.
Who is the real enemy?
One cannot know.
We...
View this entryA Solders Wish
“Carry Me Home”
Carry me home if I fall in battle
I need to know you won’t leave me behind
Carry me home with my fallen brothers
Who fought and who died by my side
Don’t grieve for me...
View this entryThe Homless
The Hopeless”
Darkness brings a cold chill
To those without a home
Huddled under concrete eves
They seek shelter till the dawn
Friendless faces cross their path
With haunting eyes they scorn
Seldom giving comfort
To the lonely and forlorn
The homeless have...
View this entryHoboes
“Just Trying To Survive”
People live in castles they call houses
But some just live in boxes by the road
And I remember seein people sleeping
In the bushes where folks would walk their dog
When I was young...
View this entryDealing with Life
“Roll of the Dice”
I play at life as if it were a game
I give in to chance with every waking day
Logic and reasoning has little hold on me
They only cloud the path to the...
View this entrySomeone who passed away before her time
When I look at you
I see a miraculous sight
I see a vision of beauty
A thing of delight
I see a lady of stature
With both grace and appeal
I see a woman so lovely
It’s hard to imagine...
View this entryA Solders Wish
Carry me home if I fall in battle
Cover me with the flag that I love
Carry me home with my fallen brothers
Who fought by my side through it all
Don’t grieve for me I’m not lost...
View this entryIt's for my Wife who is forever by my side helping me
Down from airy mountains Soon to be lost at sea, Crossing an ocean of endless chimes Gentle as it can be; Muddled with the rusty thoughts A mind is slowly lost;
View this entryWhere was he going, this man of ancient defines, Down to the weeds on the river bed? Spreading his wings upon the rushing waters, Splashing in dreams that lay below the surface, Reaching...
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