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Lost Poem

Joined: 22 Nov 2005 Posts: 13
Location: USA
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 6:12 pm Post subject: Proud |
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Proud
I made them proud
Homeless thoughts
Shattered and confused
I defined their existence,
Living beyond the walls
Of man-made boundaries
I broke those chains
Which enslaved our dreams,
How far were we thrown?
Storm’s unending destruction
Flooding an identity incomplete
Stone awaiting sculptural sheen,
I gave them life
An eye’s prophesized sight,
A broken branch from orphan tree
I found my soil and planted ‘me’.
_________________ Life was an acrobat of reason
We fought and still fight confusion... |
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