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The Raceless Man

The Raceless

My body is just a shell that I wear,
quite how it looks I have scarcely a care,
for I have no sight to cause me any pain,
or to make me view you with any disdain.

I'm told I have a colour but what does that mean,
perhaps it's like the flavours that I taste in ice cream,
I like the taste of all of those I've ever yet tried,
vanilla, coffee or chocolate, they slide smoothly...

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No Perfect System

 

Who will tell my story when I am long gone,
of how I was a family man, husband, father and son,
and after many years of writing poems and more,
have I left enough or will the future choose to ignore,
my thoughts on the dangers and follies of mankind,
who use their anger rather more than their mind?
 
I'm not a noted man as I sit here and write,
though many ...

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Mornin' On The Desert

Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

 

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

 

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

 

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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Arise Sir Pain

 

Arise Sir Pain, for it must be time you smote me again,
maybe I've had too many days out of the sun and the rain,
some change in the 'fluences that drive my pen to shriek,
will bend the moods I can portray & themes that I then seek.
 
Yes today a challenge is welcomed despite the ruptured peace,
tensioned tranquilities having their fevered needs to be released,
...

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