Gregory Huyette


Gregory Huyette Poems

1. Gift Of Failure 8/1/2011
2. Denial 8/1/2011
3. Corporate 8/2/2011
4. Sweet Butterfly 8/2/2011
5. In The Garden 8/2/2011
6. The Wind And The Breeze 8/2/2011
7. Stone, Mirror And Mist 8/2/2011
8. A Poem Is Life 8/2/2011
9. Corporate World 8/2/2011
10. Everlasting 8/2/2011
11. Our World 8/1/2011
12. An Angel And A Toad 8/2/2011
13. A Second Ago 8/2/2011
14. How Little Money Buys 8/2/2011
15. Ebullience, Ebullience 8/2/2011
16. Golf From Hell 8/2/2011
17. I'Ll Always Love You 8/2/2011
18. Crime Of Life 8/2/2011
19. A Soldier's Ponderings 8/2/2011
20. Formula For Happiness 8/2/2011
21. Painting Words 8/2/2011
22. The Work Of A Poet 8/2/2011
23. Because Of You 8/2/2011
24. Embers 8/2/2011
25. Happy Doing, Not Having 8/2/2011
26. Only Now 8/2/2011
27. Opportunity Of Illness 8/2/2011
28. The Snail And The Quail 8/2/2011
29. The Mouse And The Grouse 8/2/2011
30. Five Senses Of Love 8/2/2011
31. Epitaph 8/2/2011
32. Mortality 8/3/2011
33. Times Like These 8/2/2011
34. Be Different 8/3/2011
35. Life's A Point Of View 8/3/2011
36. Teachings Of An Ant 8/2/2011
37. Average 8/3/2011
38. The Battle With Time Is Won 8/3/2011
39. Lest We Forget 8/3/2011
40. Fear 8/3/2011
Best Poem of Gregory Huyette

Rich Vs Poor

If you think the rich will ever give a damn about the poor,
You're asleep on the tracks and don't hear that locomotive roar.
They own the train rushing your way as you sleep on their tracks.
You dream of a play world as they steal your neighborhood shacks.

Politicians who should represent you are at their beck and call.
It's about money plus power and your needs or rights not at all.
In this uncertain country one thing is certain. They'll never relent...
The rich won't be satisfied until they have their greedy 100%!

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Denial

Denial is a river I know so well
For it flows deep in my veins.
It’s my partner when lonely,
Defender in conflict and doctor for my pains.

This river of tears cleanses my ears
So I can hear what I need.
Its current sucks under those who wonder
And all who’ve disagreed.

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