brokeA Poem by jinjahmanbrokewhen I was a boy how could I have predicted that 10-12-2010 would be such an important milestone date the day upon which my destiny as an impoverished functionary -shell -bot -worker -borrower -payee (S-o-u-l barely intact) would have a severe come-uppanace ..on a friday, of all days I hope no further calamities assimilate before gorged eye; If you fall from the sky upon our now brittle shrunken heads - embattled, then please fall gently and cordially There is no recoiling for us on the mortal coil just onward and onward whatever-wherever-however.... dash of hope -through- invisible seams a spliced moment in time! btw, the boy could not have foreseen any of this!
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Added on December 10, 2010 Last Updated on December 10, 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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