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A Poem -
06-27-2007
, 08:34 AM
A Poem My time ticking clocks slow down Awaiting the sound Voice of the chosen words wise spoken hoping To make it through noticed Good deeds done for dirt Smiles and tortured laugher does the hurt The saddest jerk a clown made a mockery of Open arms hugs a hypocrisy’s love A diamond’s journey to glisten brilliant Closer to happiness a savage kiss His ear turns seconds to days Days to years in the blink of GOD’S eye I’m hear How easy he did believe in me And kept these gates closed Now the world is ready to receive me I stood in the storm it rages no more Preparing me for what is to come My bodies mind is numb My sprit touches the drum Sound escapes from the depths of lungs sprung Admonish the liar respect the fire Subdue mans desire stay close to the ones that cry The fire expands from thought to the hand From the ink to the paper conception to question the birth of a poem Written by Gemar Andre Ridley aka Da One and Only aka Mahogany Brown aka Gemarichibon aka Permanent |
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