I roseA Poem by jinjahmanwhat can ya do?
I rose to bless the day
I shook at all prospects I kneeled down to pray for divinity to connect I belted up and laced up and zipped up and walked tough to the day's chime. Pitched awkward; my walk a slanted frame My talk waffled high to wayward: 'my boy, my son, my brother I cant compare you to another for you are what you are guided by your brilliant star' © 2010 jinjahman |
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1 Review Added on November 29, 2010 Last Updated on November 29, 2010 AuthorjinjahmanIrelandAboutI've written songs and poems since basic maturity emerged from youth. I'm driven by reminiscence and reflection, youthful endeavours and changing realities of life. I try to explore the lexicon of th.. more..Writing
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