richard poor Poems

in me the maddness of the universe
how do i begin to control
the big bang happens everyday
rippling upon my soul,
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i grew up in a nervous world
where everyday could be the last
so i lived each day as that
yesterday was only the past,
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i grew up with the promises
sweet, golden, yet never fulfilled
i worked the meaneal jobs for livin wages, only there wasnt much to live on, merely exist
from sad ghetto windows
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a few days away
anticipation
the road is calling
i want to follow
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does the white whale call to you
as it does to myself
silent at first but true
till in your soul it's wealth,
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if i keep movin
the demons cant find me
my dreams are....
free.
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dali dreams

by richard poor
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