Treason Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Treason

Rating: 2.8


Sitting here shaking like a junkie
quivering not of passion thinking
am I fine.
Fleeting are the wits of survival
assault in view of god witness
of mind body and soul.
Words of rote etched in soul.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson 16 December 2008

Well written deep poetry...thank you

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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