Joe Fraccalvieri

That she makes no attempt at poetry
would be better to say of the spoken word
she has thrown forth
as having the affect
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There once was a bird who didn't know he could fly
He didn't even know who he was… there were no others nearby
But then one day, as he looked up at the sky
He saw birds, like himself… There… Way up high
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Do we not keep time with faithful clocks…
Moor our ships, by the shore, beside dry wooden docks?
When we sleep, do we dream below the same yellow stars
Are we here, on a planet, between Venus and Mars?
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Why do I even bother to pray...
When, after all… You already know
What I'm getting ready to say
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When the music disappears...
When the melody melts to the sound of colored wind chimes
and settles itself within nostrils of the wind...
Living in breezes that flow like blood
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There are things which can‘t be measured
By scales or rules… By schools of fools…
Instruments, tools, or time--
The extent of hope, the weight of despair,
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It takes but a single shaft of candlelight,
for darkness to be defied...
A simple sound, though very slight, and silence is denied
The softest touch from the one you love
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Freedom to laugh, in the face of fear
when you'd rather do that than pray

Freedom to cry or to shed just a tear
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the mind
processing thought
possessing flight
proceeding forth with the speed of light
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I've no reason to question the dark
Nor does my mind ponder upon light
My brain does not stand back
and question the existence of such things
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The lives we share are like clothes we wear,
in shades of black and brown--
blue and green... colors in between...
That certain grin of a circus clown
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He had another busy day…
Doing God's Work--
having so little time to play
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I've climbed these steps a thousand times...
I've slept upon the floor…
There were times I'd swear I could faintly hear
somehow this house would snore
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We all want to be needed
We all want to belong
We strive to be happy…
To be healthy… Wealthy…
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After it's over, and we've said our goodbyes…
After we've shed our tears and covered our cries…
Will we remember these years
with our eyes staring down,
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I have looked into the eyes of the future
past tears of hopes and fears
beyond the pain and sorrow
and the promise of tomorrow
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It's in our skin… It's in our hair…
Within each weave of the clothes we wear
All we achieve-- and all we dare
It's in our water… It's in the air
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How do you weigh a thought?
How can you see a dream? ...
And if I yell at the top of my lungs in my mind,
how the hell will you hear me scream?
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Through warehouse-like buildings
They chase me through a darkened corridor
I look for a place to hide
Outdistancing Them to an open door
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I go to bed when I'm tired
I wake up when I awake
I only work if I'm hired
and I take what I can take
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