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paGes
no shoes
no booze
feet kiss hardcore concrete
no light
this night
i stumble to the beat
of fools
and ghouls
intent upon my kill
my sighs
my cries
prime fuel for their thrill
no tears
no fears
no empathy or grudge
no fright
no flight
no clarity or smudge
yet i
defy
the folly of vain men
whose lives
like knives
verse blood milk from my vein
no word
e’er heard
from pages that i write
shall bless
the mess
pride makes of wisdom’s plight
my days
always
shall leave a heritage
of joy
no ploy
can mimic on life’s stage
© Copyright 2021 June 14
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
no booze
feet kiss hardcore concrete
no light
this night
i stumble to the beat
of fools
and ghouls
intent upon my kill
my sighs
my cries
prime fuel for their thrill
no tears
no fears
no empathy or grudge
no fright
no flight
no clarity or smudge
yet i
defy
the folly of vain men
whose lives
like knives
verse blood milk from my vein
no word
e’er heard
from pages that i write
shall bless
the mess
pride makes of wisdom’s plight
my days
always
shall leave a heritage
of joy
no ploy
can mimic on life’s stage
© Copyright 2021 June 14
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
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