Open Poetry #42 |
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MY WILL |
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MERCURY Member
since 2003-04-16
Posts 190Ireland |
Diagnosis was discriminate, Taunting me ill, Before my time here passes, Here is my worldly will. To the great explorers of yesteryear, I leave my weary shoes, Scuffed and untied, They can circumnavigate you through the blues. To the great pillars of society, I leave my collection of books, Wisdom comes to those who seek, Never just rely on your looks. To each family on this earth, I leave the art of conversation, Treasure your time together, Before death’s retaliation. To those who our racially repressed, I offer the rainbow of hope, Where Respect of colour, Binds us humans like rope. To those who seek answers, And our eager to fight, I offer you love, To be true to what’s right. |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
full of love. Nice poem. Tom |
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since 1999-08-26
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