GRANT FRASER

Veteran Poet - 1,097 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

The - Poem by GRANT FRASER

It may not be you at the helm,
No it could be something about you,
You didn't generate the current strife,
and they can't plant anything nowadays,
i mean - deeo in your mind,
don't despair,
they are not there,
and never should they pay the
ultimate price,

let there be no return...
the instability is able bodied,
it works into everything,
Money is their God,
and you will not stop this...

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013


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