The anthology of a man's soul
The documented progression of where a man has been
Like foot prints in the muddied soil
Are they traces of his past?
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To see my name in bright lights
On city billboards with flashing colors
not the Post Office wanted wall in just black and white
To see my name the headlines in bold print
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Sitting in the warmth of an autumn sun
she seemed to be in reposed thought
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I am an Afro-American poet. I have been writing poetry since i was about eight years old. My poetry topics cover many gendres from politcal awareness to romance sadness or death and humor.. Including life events and fantasy... I hope everyone who read my works enjoy them as much as I have enjoyed writing and sharing them...)
Steppin' On Toes
Steppin' on toes
moving up
No!
Trying to move up....
But moving On
Occasionally a
Bottomless pit
In the road...
But Continuously
Steppin' on toes
Moving up
No!
Trying to move up
Just moving on and on
And on and on and on....