On my way.A Poem by HuwDid you ever meet the fool who was wise in his own eyes Have you ever heard a preacher mingle truth with his own lies. The man who murders jokes is here again. That guy who can't sing is entertaining. Why is the man who has the brilliant mind living on the streets. There he is again the wealthy man who needs change for tea. Why is your son, who was so kind so clever, hanging from that tree and why don't daughters float. Does news always need to be bad. What makes woman so confused she wants to be a man will she find himself. Pain is felt it can also be seen in the expressions of children wandering without a moral compass. What's that song you're singing, what's that poem your reading, what's the first line again. I saw your face once in a mirror I knew it wasn't me so I walked away. The who am I the why am I the where I'm going has all been shown to me. So I'll leave you with these questions I'll be on my way. © 2015 Huw |
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2 Reviews Added on June 17, 2015 Last Updated on June 17, 2015 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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