Paranoid? Or what?

Paranoid? Or what?

A Poem by desertraven
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what do you think?

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Paranoid? Or what?

I leave New Jersey in ‘80

years later,

the neighborhood goes to pot

then , the Trade towers are hit...

I leave four separate jobs

less than two years later,

all are out of business...

I leave New Orleans

after twenty years...

Katrina moved in

nearly wiping south Louisiana

off the map...

And my grandmother passes away

along with my best friend, of twenty four years...

I leave the family compound

in McAlester, Oklahoma

and two years later,

only my father-in law and his wife remain...

Next move, to California

afraid of what will happen

when we decide to leave..

Sandra Ferrara Gentry 2008

© 2008 desertraven


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maybe the worst dry fires they've ever seen? Don't leave! Sounds like you're good luck!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wow, Orlando said it all...disaster forecast/spooky write!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Bloody hell! Your movements are like a reliable weather/disaster forcast! spooky write!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

That is such a string of events to be sure!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 11, 2008

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desertraven
desertraven

Longview, TX



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My name is Sandra Ferrara Gentry. I am a writer, artist and no longer a stay at home mom. I went back to work in the restaurant business. I'm 44, a mother of 3 daughters, Samantha 23 , Kayla 19 and Ke.. more..

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