RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Standing behind the U.S.A., going against Obama and the U.N.,
globalists be damned! Never going to be a part of a one world
order filled with corrupt politicians already in office and
pushing for this horrendous dictatorship.
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Life has seen better days and some worse than others, yet we
continue to live until suddenly we are taken from it, hope-
fully we've fulfilled our purposes before leaving this temp-
orary world.
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Tears finding their way out of a heart that's been broken and torn apart by abuse, never thinking there were men so cruel and mean to every woman they meet.

Taking their anger and insecurity out on a woman with a kind and compassionate heart, never hurting another soul, wanting nothing in this earthly world.
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A slow country music band playing tonight, this mere poet hoping and praying for them to speed up for a while.

This mind and intellect being bored with slow-moving rhythms, they're okay, but this poet prefers faster rhythms all the time.
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Life's members falling aside, as the rest of life goes on.

Yellowed with age, crippled by disease, alone and feeling
abandoned now that the children have grown and moved away.
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This heart and spirit have been broken to bits, beyond
repair, there's no way to salvage any of the pieces, I
just don't care anymore.
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Cities awakened with the hustle and bustle of people getting
ready and going to work, roads and freeways clogged with
traffic, barely moving forward some mornings.
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Offenses of others are peeling me like an onion,
causing me to cry incessantly.
Wanting to find some comfort along the way,
seems to be impossible on any day in life.
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Violin bows crossing and playing strings of my mind,
taking me to levels of intellect only their music
can access.
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Crawling along life's catwalks, not caring to look down into it's depths, just slowly walking on pathways I create from whims of imagination.
Serenely capturing youth and holding it in treasured memories for days ahead when I will be of no use to anyone, except in my mind, alone with myself.
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