Raymond Farrell Poems

Play me now a song of love
With tender notes and clear
Touch my heart as from above
And banish all my fear.
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It is a great prison
And we've all
Been incarcerated in it
At one time or another
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When it comes
To faith
Let me
Tell you this
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Bureaucracies are mindless things
Of such enormous size
That when they make mistakes
They don't apologize.
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Let me have a little place
With land to call my own
Not too much, but ample space
To grow my food, and feel at home.
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What does this word mean
Is there a common theme
Opposing forces employ its use
In endless word abuse
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Too frequently
Psychiatry is
Little more
Than witchcraft
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Today
As I sit
Under the locust tree
A Chinese man
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