Genesee the Capital of My HeartA Poem by AscendingThe birthplace of love, hate, passion and revenge.Silence As you look for a place Called Genesee This walk won't be instantly You see This place is immense Vast - Infinite What is the place? You ask This is a very special place That of which won't hide disgrace That emits sensuality The birthplace Of Love Hate Passion Revenge How to get to Genesee? You ask Well, this surely isn't an easy task This place You see Is where the sun don't shine First You'll arrive at a place called Storms Trend carefully It has a tendency To pick up particular past painful memories Once you've past this Storm You'll go along the White Mountain Tread Carefully These mountains are rugged, spiked, and irregular After you've past this Mountain You'll reach Land This place is very wet and mushy As you walk the Land you'll see some Roads lending to Genesee Doesn't matter which Road you take Once you reach the end of the Road You'll come to a Door Once through Finally You reach the outskirts of Genesee Just follow the beat of the walls To the Heart of this place © 2014 AscendingAuthor's Note
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