Solomon Crane Poems

Alas, the time is nigh,
The time to correct all wrong
Let out the sigh
Begin by singing a song
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Though my hopes have been dashed by this rope
I will not choke
I was away my fears with my tears
And my sorrow clouded by smoke
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As I sit here bored
I wish time would hurry
I ponder with my pondering mind
That time would hurry in a scurry
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Into the pit
Dark as night
I hold my breath
While I diverge into the unknown
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In this midnight morning
I known with scorning
This oxymoron
Not so moronic
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As we grow
We change our mold
When life comes our way
Nothing can be expected
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I walk this path
Because of the mad man's wrath
The path of no return
The path to the sun
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Today I went for a walk
On the walk I seen some troubling things
An orphan wandering the streets
A mother of two losing her home
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A monster within
A human without
I wish I was free
To roam in glee
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My heart is beating
My blood is rushing
Apprehension is filling me
Dread is consuming me
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