William Blake Beckett Poems

It's midnight in Mississippi.
I see no stars in the sky,
And I need none,
For I have no wishes.
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Two sides to every story,
What if both sides are wrong?
Then you have to find some answers
Can't we all just get along?
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As I drive
Blackened road
Turning left
looking right
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Like a brilliant bolt of lightning,
This is the way the world will end;
Blackening, the world cries softly,
Hearts crack, and have no time to mend.
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White bird of peace,
won't you please come save me,
since I'm swallowed by grief and I need sweet release.
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Climb
The rocks slip under my feet.
I re-adjust my pack; now
Up
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