To Drive with AbaddonA Poem by Dennis ShanabergOh me, Oh my-- I’ve got something in my eye, Cuz my father taught me not to cry, But never told me why. Just gave me the tools To help me keep my cool In this empty pool Of tears, As I fill it with my fears That I won’t be what I’m s’posed to be And that I’ll miss that fatal destiny That everyone always had said I’d see. I think that I might be going blind-- Passing up yet another sign As I drive on down to another time. Speeding on with out direction Swerving off with reckless abandon-- Pushing towards the end with Abaddon at my side as my guide to the do or die but he seems to think he’s made up my mind. © 2013 Dennis Shanaberg |
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1 Review Added on August 12, 2013 Last Updated on August 12, 2013 AuthorDennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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