State of Claims

State of Claims

A Poem by Jeff

State is not a nation or a home

If I don't know where I come from

Where do I go


Is it where you go

Or where you're from


I see broken lines

Of broken messages

All jumbled together


So how do I know

That I am going home


To the land of lost souls

Surrounded by corn

And smiling faces


Is it where you go

To find happiness and peace


Or is it where you're from

To find solitude

In a world unknown


© 2011 Jeff


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Added on August 16, 2011
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Jeff
Jeff

Ankeny, IA



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