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KNOCK,KNOCK [wH0’S THERE?]
Knock knock
Who there?
A life trying to escape DESPAIR
Remembering Mom telling me as a child “Don’t leave the house without CLEAN underwear “
Poet formatting SOLACE but
Trying to escape the fate of “Christopher Wallace” so out of Hibernation
I GRISLY bear a soul that shares
Like sitting in the barber’s chair
Relax and wear my passion for poems
Considered a celebration dance in the end zone
With speed of a cellular phone
Calculating all I own
Do homeless people look hard for a home ?
Cause their can be many to a residential block
Making life sweet and FAIR?
KNOCK KNOCK
Who’s There?
Who there?
A life trying to escape DESPAIR
Remembering Mom telling me as a child “Don’t leave the house without CLEAN underwear “
Poet formatting SOLACE but
Trying to escape the fate of “Christopher Wallace” so out of Hibernation
I GRISLY bear a soul that shares
Like sitting in the barber’s chair
Relax and wear my passion for poems
Considered a celebration dance in the end zone
With speed of a cellular phone
Calculating all I own
Do homeless people look hard for a home ?
Cause their can be many to a residential block
Making life sweet and FAIR?
KNOCK KNOCK
Who’s There?
Published 27th Jul 2019
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