NikMorgan ... Poems

There’s safety in numbers
Individuals stand all alone
Thinking for themselves
Nobody’s cardboard clone
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On a clear day you can see forever
A grey horizon where the sun never shines
There is no future here
People come to be forgotten
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To the rhythm of life
I have always been discordant
No matter how you sing it
The song will remain the same
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Like a mirror
They all look through me
Polarized in long hard stares
They are looking for questions
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I am adrift
Stranded in the dipsomaniac sea
I float my boat
Drown my sorrows.
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This is a cold place
It’s forever winter here
Memories darken, and spring is no more.
Old timers with Alzheimer’s
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Everybody’s looking for something
Everyone wants to get off
We are the consumer
More is never enough
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His birthright was a stigma
He came from the wrong side of town
His address rang like a leper bell
It made people look down
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Tin men poets
Write without heart
Create rhyming irrelevance
Pretending it's art
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Could-of chasers downed with pints of bitter
In a toast to hope undone
Failures mementos litter
Missing the medals never won
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