Raymond Farrell Poems

It was a warm fall day
My father in law and I
Were fishing on Bottle Lake
An isolated lake
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Tat Tata Ta Tat
Taaa Ta tat tat
The rain beats
On the tin roof
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To be as resilient
and adaptable as grass
to be spat on, tread on
unappreciated, defecated on
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The great evils
Man has perpetrated
On his fellow man
Are not mindless acts
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After the orchestra had played
Symphony after symphony
In which every note homage paid
To the great Beethoven
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When most had a common goal
Shared a common set of values
Dreamed of the same future
Were willing to pitch in
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We crave love
We need it
We must have it
Like air
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The terrors of nature
That burst forth from volcanic eruptions
The grinding of earth's plates together
Causing earthquakes that rip open the earth
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