Truth Be ToldA Poem by PeteI came into this world, not chiefly to make this a good place to live in, but to live in it, be it good or bad. - Thoreaupardon my head that's grown too big and thick excuse my eclectic choice of musichave mercy 'pon me god don't think of my supplication as odd let the demons stand and applaud as i'm stuck in this wrinkly, old bod' please let me grow gracefully old allow me to keep dancing with both feet in the fold remove these shackles of gold dry my tears of mold before my bones are auctioned and sold i find clemency in the least likely places as fingers of faith tighten their grip and bolster their hold truth be told © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 13, 2024 Last Updated on October 14, 2024 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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