Bob Marley Thought Poem by michael Smajda

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Bob Marley Thought



Although my bed is the hard, cold ground,
Rocks for pillows when they can be found,
With moon and stars blanketing over me,
I am not denied what still can be.

The air I breathe is mine alone.
Tomorrows to be are mine to own,
To better myself should I survive
Life's injustices while still alive.

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