Michael Gale

Rookie (? / Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.)

Bad Feelings. - Poem by Michael Gale

Sad feelings are like a dime a dozen....
Always, like a prescription, always filled.

Sad feelings do come and go...
To, happy feelings, slow the woe.

Sad times infest to a lot of people, in general...
A blanketed cover that enshrouds them all.

Sad feelings inherit the Earth...
Even, after death, before thy birth.

Depression blackens and darkens the soul...
Until at last, psychologically, we are renewed as whole.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 19, 2009



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