Raymond Farrell Poems

Truth is truth
I will not be forced
Into anyone's Pigeon Hole
To be then labelled
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Nobody talks in iambic pentameter
Even a drill sergeant
In top form
Couldn't pull it off
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There was a man named Bodaggs
Who bought 20 condoms a week
The store clerk was silent for months
Then felt compelled to speak
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It is of late
Some poetry has ceased to be great
Its incomprehensibility although admired by a few
Leaves most people concluding they have better things to do
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Freedom of speech
Is a means to an end
If all you get to do
Is talk all the livelong day
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Crave not the soft or loud applause
That passes in a fleeting moment of time
It means nothing to one engaged in a righteous cause
Bent on making a true difference.
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It is a comfort to me
To come alone to this place
To meditate and quiet be
Here in this clearing
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The Divine is not compelled
TO speak with the voice of thunder
Or be heard in the rushing wind
When a still small voice will suffice
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