kalemeera collins Poems

Track it down, trek trek head on.
The track my feet were comfortable with.
Didn't have to take notice of the pebbles,
The bends and the pitches or ever stopped
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just then it hit me straight on
Had to start over again, had to remaster
The new trail, all fixed up and so new
Now i`ve got to look down as i walked
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not certain on what it is
but sure isn't the calm in my gut
at least that is what i bore
when i set out in its pursuit
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there z this boy.....that i used to know
so strong willed, irrelevantly heady
fearless and unbelievably despising
not coz he had it all, sure he didn't
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When I was 11, you drew me into thy salvation
And all I knew was you are God, and I am mortal,
Cold, macho unfeeling father to whom I owed,
Every last breath in my lungs, how shallow.
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