The JourneyA Poem by Chilson, Joshua
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my intelligent mistake, those ways of living, dishonor women making good men shy away. Say you found god, playing the devils game, while dragging men behind that golden chariot, have you no respect. May I ask, to why good people are neglected abundant happiness, the should be fruitful get pushed into madness. This I bequeath, for all men and women with mishaps alike, this life is a journey let your heart be the light. © 2012 Chilson, JoshuaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChilson, JoshuaCarlisle, PAAboutI write poetry from life experience, though most won't seem that way as I never get into specifics to the events that bring about my work. I'm a silent individual for the most part which doesn't ma.. more..Writing
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