Raymond Farrell Poems

It was only yesterday
I swept that cobweb
Out of the corner
Now back, today's
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Poverty
my middle name
skin clinging
to brittle bones
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After years of Liberalism
And moral relativism
Being preached from the pulpits
Of elite universities
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Civilizations come
And civilizations go
A glance at history
Makes that clear
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Today
As I sit
Under the locust tree
Alone in China
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It's not just
The 'bad ' Germans
In the early 1930s
That were the problem
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How many
Innocent people died
To put that diamond
On that finger
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On the other side
Of the back fence
In the home
I grew up in
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Bear with me, my fellow Canadians
Me in my mundaneness
And you in yours
The Sexual Revolution
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