Paul Latham

Paul Latham Poems

1. Thought Of The Day 1/22/2008
2. Who Are We? Me. 1/22/2008
3. Crumbling Bridge 1/22/2008
4. A Product Of State Manufacturing 1/23/2008
5. Sitting At Work 1/25/2008
6. Ode To Mankind 1/27/2008
7. Living 1/31/2008
8. Sunday Evening Blues 3/3/2008
9. Motivation 4/9/2008
10. Just Ants On The Road 4/10/2008
11. Rain, Sun, Summer 4/11/2008
12. A Poet Wishing, Watching, Waiting 4/14/2008
13. Blue Sky 1/22/2008
14. Oppressive Freedom 1/22/2008
15. Me And Us All. 1/22/2008
16. Dreams 1/24/2008
Best Poem of Paul Latham


Your life in dreams, such a funny thing,
It might be great or totally fake,
Bizarre, surreal, leave you in a state.
From Africa to Rome, then suddenly home.

Your dreams or nightmares seen.
Time that stops, legs dropping off,
Unable to move, as danger looms.
Chasing a fantasy that maybe you fancy,
A change from the norm as you dream up a storm.
Dreams where you’re flustered and scared.
Changing time as moments pass by,
Places rising from the depths of your thoughts.


You wake, and reality breaks, like a stone thrown, on a frozen ...

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Oppressive Freedom

We work to live a life that’s free,
But free for who? We just don’t see.
Freedom to work and slave away, freedom oppression are here to stay.
The meaning of freedom has disappeared.
Control and Order of the masses we hear,
But who controls our life for free?
Money, Greed, the weed of our kings.
Kings and Queens, they spread this disease, to company exec’s, it’s all there to see.
We just accept to live a lie, and my freedom apparent doesn’t seem to suffice.

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