It Poem by Mountain Man
It
It comes from a
fire from long ago.
It comes to a quiet man
lonely as the embers
in the fire fades away.
Away from all the sadness
all the madness.
of the world inside.
Inside a battle begins
between good & bad.
Bad in tensions of a single
dude.
Rude boy go
play with your toys
in the attic. {continued later}
Wednesday, September 18, 2019
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